zoobilation!

Remember how I have the wardrobe for my pretend life?
It paid off this weekend. I had the perfect little black dress for a swanky event Friday night.

My friend Anne-Marie called me late Friday afternoon to offer me a ticket for Zoobilation. Thanks to Dave Allee at the Jazz Kitchen for hooking me up. The event has been sold out (at $250 a pop) since February.

I had no idea what to expect. I asked Anne-Marie what the women would be wearing. "Boobs and bling" was the answer.
I had to settle for butt and black.
Anne-Marie also said "I don't know anyone else that would and feel comfortable by themselves at a black tie event full of couples."
I tried to ignore the dread I was feeling about hanging out with a bunch of couples dressed in shiny clothes and arriving in limos.

I had a blast. The zoo was sparking (no animal poo in sight) and the grounds were lined with restaurants giving out samples and some adult beverage stations. Everyone was walking, mingling and eating.

I ran in to several people that I knew. Only one guy introduced me to his wife as "I used to wake up with Nora every morning."
That's one coffeehouse joke I'd be happy never to hear again.

It was a beautiful night and the view of the city was gorgeous. The zoo is right on the White River. Across the river is the General Motors Truck and Bus plant where Dad retired from after 44 years. It is not lost on me that he worked hard so his daughter could hang out with the pretty people on a Friday night.

The crowd loved the bands, and they were all great -- Abba to ZZ Top. I get so amazed about how people go nuts for music that already know. Play 'Black in Black' and the dance floor is packed. Don't get me started on 'Brown Eyed Girl.' If you can get hundreds of WASPs dancing...go for it!
I'm not a dancer at all. I belong to the feet planted, swing my arms gently school of dance.
I know that I tend sound snobby about music. I'm so impressed by folks that play original tunes. There are a few cover bands that I like, Soul Bus and The Benders.
I like bands that do the ironic covers. I love the Leisure Kings and I'm sure I would like Crabby Dad's 70's cover band.

It was a great night and I'm glad I got to go.
I'm only sorry that my S10 pickup truck did not turn in to a pumpkin at midnight.