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Drunken! Careening! Old People! So, I know I promised an entry about Spring Insight, but I find that I don't have the energy for it. I'm sure you'll survive. If you're really curious just imagine me supervising 27 tour guides and some 5,000 visitors from 7:30am to 3pm and you've pretty much got the idea. Tonight was much more interesting than Spring Insight anyway (at least in print.) Tonight was (drumroll please) the finals of the Karaoke With Robin contest. That's right, a Karaoke contest. And entered in the contest was my friend Lacey, so Kari and I tagged along for moral support and (who am I kidding) to snark on the other singers. Let me set the scene for you.... The cramped, dim bar off the restaurant Pacific Cove. A long thin room festooned with nautical decor, including rope wrapped around the tops of the pillars and a captains whell on the wall. The karaoke area is at the front end of the room where a raised stage and large screen TV dominate the room. There is also a small "dance floor." This becomes interesting later. Now, let me tell you, Pacific Cove is an OG bar. Kari, Lacey, and I formed a large part of the under 27 contingent. You know how Santa Barbara has a rep for being filled with young, tan, beautiful people? Well, Pacific Cove is the bar the Santa Barbara forgot. (NB: I'm going to be shallow here. If that offends you you may want to ... read another journal.) To recap: These people are a) not Santa Barbara-ish b) old for the most part c) well on their way to drunk. So the competition starts and then ... the dance floor, oh my friends the dance floor. They are filling the dance floor these sad, rhythmless people. Not a single one of them can dance. Not a single one of them can even find the beat. Not a single one of them cares one whit. My favorites by far are a couple consisting of a very short Mexican woman in a skirt and sneakers and a tall-ish older (like 70ish) man with no teeth, a sweater vest, and a cowboy hat who bop along out of sync with the song and each other, blissfully unaware. Close behind them is the woman who stands at the front of the dance floor, not really dancing, but rather waving her hands in the air and punctuating the beats of the music. She's basically attempting to rock out to songs such as, "I Will Always Love You, " and "God Bless the USA." Needless to say, she is unsuccessful. Also interesting is the man who, though he sang very well, danced as though his feet were planted in cement and he was attempting to free himself by thrashing his upper body around. It was commented that he looked like he was having seisures. I'm sticking with the cement theory. Invisible cement, y'all, don't rule it out. I didn't know wether to be amused, embarrassed, happy that they were having such a good time, or kinda creeped out. I think I've definitely settled on amused. I feel a little badly about it because I'm definitely laughing at these people and not with them. I've decided to hell with it though. I'm sure people laugh at the spazzy things I do all the time. It's my turn, dammit! What? The contest? Oh yeah, Lacey took 4th, though she totally should have been second. So now she has a $25 gift certificate to Pacific Cove. She's trying to figure out when on earth she's going to use it. I'd like to suggest going back for another night of OG watching. Next time, I'm bringing my camera. 12:52 a.m. April 06, 2004
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