Squirl's Nest

Thursday, October 27, 2005

Love American Style

Well, I had an entirely different plan for my post here today but my sister mentioned that I called her in an inebriated state. I had all of two and half glasses of wine, but I'm getting ahead of myself here.

Ichabod and I decided to go to dinner last night. We headed a couple of blocks over to a little restaurant called One Trick Pony. Just as Ichabod was opening the door I reached up and slammed it back closed.

I had to see the poster that was on the door. It was for a live show that evening hosted by a local indy radio station WYCE. The show that night was going to be Susan Cowsill. I had been a big fan of the Cowsills when I was young. It was a family band, including their mother. Susan was the baby of the family but sang with the rest of the family. They were the inspiration for The Partridge Family. (This link also mentions the group I loved before the Cowsills, the Monkees.) So it seemed funny that Susan Cowsill was going to be in this little restaurant in the middle of Michigan on a Wednesday night.

Well, it was before 6:00 when we got there. I figured she'd probably play around 9:00 or something like that. Someone was going around selling her CDs and shirts. I bought a CD just for the hell of it. When we were almost finished with our meal I finally asked our waitress what time the show was going to start. She said it was going to start at 7:30.

I'd already had two glasses of wine. I usually only have one, but a second one just sounded good. When I realized the show was starting so soon I thought maybe we could just hang around for it. Ichabod and I split one more glass of wine by 7:00.

By then I'd gotten antsy. I didn't feel like hanging around. We decided we'd go home and I'd get my camera. Maybe if I left the flash off I'd be able to get away with taking some pictures.

I knew better, really. Once we left I wouldn't feel like going back again. I didn't know if I'd like her music, I just thought it would be something different to do. So, instead of going back over I called Bucky and told her. Bucky's younger than Susan but that was the one in the Cowsills with whom she identified. They were both the youngest in their families and Bucky was also destined to be into music.

Two and a half glasses of wine does not a drunkard make, though, little sister. I was feeling it but I wasn't slurring my speech or anything. Bucky's just never quit trying to embarrass me. She's been doing that since she could talk and I guess she'll never stop. I suppose I love her anyway. :-)



Blogger August95 said...

Sisters Job is never done LOL. Don't be embarassed you had a little more wine than normal. I do it all the time... oh wait, that would make it normal.

How did you like the album once you got it home?

Thu Oct 27, 07:43:00 PM  
Blogger Squirl said...

Hi August! I did enjoy the little buzzed feeling I had from the wine. The album wasn't bad. It wasn't my all-time favorite or anything, but I like her voice. It's not high-pitched and airy like some females voices.

Thu Oct 27, 07:45:00 PM  
Blogger Bucky Four-Eyes said...

Hahahaha, I never claimed I wasn't a brat. And Susan Cowsill was way, way cooler than the geeky little girl on the Partridge Family.

Thu Oct 27, 08:00:00 PM  
Anonymous Danielle said...

So, wait, DID Bucky go and that is how you got the signed copy? Or were they just all pre-signed?

so confused... Maybe it is because I need to eat.

Oh, but I guess I can go ahead and say that I love the concept of singing families like the Corrs, and who can forget the Von Trapp Family Singers! (not to mention Wilson Phillips *ducking*)

I think the harmonies tend to be better, because they've grown up harmonizing.

I didn't know the Partridge Family was based on a real family though, that's neat.

Thu Oct 27, 09:07:00 PM  
Blogger eclectic said...

"Sloshed Squirl drunk dials Brat Bucky about missing music." Can't you just see the headline?? Of course at that point it won't matter that you were merely pleasantly floppy and not really sloshed. See, "pleasantly floppy" just lacks the alliteration to make the whole thing work. Rhythm, man -- life is all about the rhythm.

Thu Oct 27, 09:15:00 PM  
Blogger Squirl said...

Bucky, you're right. Susan Cowsill was not like that stupid little Partridge kid. And you are still a brat!

Danielle, the CD cover has her signature on it as part of the design. Bucky lives about an hour and a half drive from here so there's no way she could've made the show. Too bad, would've been fun.

I remember my family doing harmony together. There's really something about it that's so much fun.

Eclectic, rhythm and harmony, that's it. And I looove alliteration. Just try reading that line of yours really fast. I'm totally sober tonight and it's hard to say.

Thu Oct 27, 09:19:00 PM  
Blogger Amy said...

I love family groups too! They smile more than other groups.

Glad you had a night out, sorta, Squirl. Don't mind Bucky. We all know she's a Bratwurst.

Thu Oct 27, 10:54:00 PM  
Blogger Sometimes Saintly Nick said...

I read your sister comment that you “called her in an inebriated state” before I came here to see if and how you would defend yourself. No, 2.5 glasses of wine do not make a drunkard, even—I would hope—in sister Bucky’s eyes.

Fri Oct 28, 12:40:00 AM  
Blogger JessicaRabbit said...

Why dont drunk girls call me?

Fri Oct 28, 12:51:00 AM  
Blogger Mr. Bloggerific Himself said...

I for one am completely heartbroken you did not check out your childhood musical muse. Of course I am choosing at this time to omit the fact that I passed up a chance to see the Beach Boys here in town just a few weeks back. BUT I say this before you all now, if Elvis ever comes to an Owensboro eatery, I AM SO THERE.

Fri Oct 28, 07:12:00 AM  
Blogger Effie said...

I have to say, 2.5 glasses of wine would definitely have me feeling happy....buzzing a bit...

sounds like me--once I leave, I probably won't go back....I'm glad you had fun and got the CD at least!

Sisters will be sisters-good hearted brats!

Fri Oct 28, 09:41:00 AM  
Anonymous Danielle said...

ah... I forgot about her living so far away. For some reason, I always picture the two of you in the same place.

Must be the 'closeness' you two exude.



Fri Oct 28, 09:59:00 AM  
Blogger Squirl said...

Thanks, Amy, yes, she is a Bratwurst. :-)

SSNick, thank you so much for your defense. Yes, sister Bucky knows it's not but when did she ever pass up a chance to make a rude or lewd comment?

Jess, I'll be sure to look up your number the next time I'm inebriated.

Mr B, you didn't see the Beach Boys? Did you know that some of the Cowsills played with the Beach Boys at times?
And Susan Cowsill was one of the Cowsills, yes. But it was her older brother, John, on whom I had the crush.

Effie, yup, once I'm gone that's it. And I knew it but I didn't want to drink anymore. I could've taken up the table for the rest of the evening as dinner wasn't exactly cheap, but, at least I got a CD. And, don't tell Bucky but, I don't mind some good-mannered teasing now and then. Just don't tell Bucky.

Fri Oct 28, 10:04:00 AM  
Blogger Squirl said...

Danielle, you snuck in while I was commenting. Yes, we've always been close, just not "close". ;-)

Fri Oct 28, 10:05:00 AM  
Blogger Mr. Bloggerific Himself said...

You sure it wasn't Susan you were sweet on? Huh? Come on, fess up.

Fri Oct 28, 10:28:00 AM  
Blogger Nina said...

LOL, well sisters can do anything and love em anyway . . . just the way it is.
Two and a half glasses of wine would have left me feeling really, really good . . . nothing wrong with feeling good every now and again. :)

Fri Oct 28, 10:30:00 AM  
Blogger Squirl said...

Okay, Bloggy, my boy, not only was I NOT into girls, she would've been too young anyway. John was my age and I thought he was VERY cute.

Nanina, you're so right about sisters. And Bucky is so charming she's always been able to get away with this kind of stuff.

Yup, two 1/2 glasses of wine is definitely enough to feel good. And occasionally is enough for that. :-)

Fri Oct 28, 10:42:00 AM  
Blogger LadyBug said...

Whatever, Squirl. You know you were drunk-dialing. Just admit it.


Fri Oct 28, 10:47:00 AM  
Blogger Squirl said...

Hi everybody, my name is Squirl and I'm a drunk dialer.

tee hee Ladybug

Fri Oct 28, 10:55:00 AM  
Blogger Nilbo said...

I'm with the Bug. Nobody could be sober and buy a CD from Susan Cowsill. That would be like buying a CD from Jimmy Osmond and saying "No, seriously, occifer ... I haven't had a dring to think."

That aside, I heard a lovely term from a member of a "family band" (the East Coast is chock-a-block with musical families). She said "There's something about blood harmonies that are different ... closer than harmonies you practice." "Blood harmonies" - perfect.

Fri Oct 28, 10:55:00 AM  
Blogger Susie said...

Reading between the lines, here, you got so drunk they put you out before you could hear Susan Cowsill, DIDN'T YOU? Yea, I've heard that, "I'm just gonna get my camera . . ." before ;)

Fri Oct 28, 11:27:00 AM  
Blogger Squirl said...

Susie, you don't think I left of my own accord? Just to show you and Nilbo, that I wasn't THAT drunk, I bought a CD but I didn't buy a T-shirt.

Nilbo, you just weren't a Cowsills fan. They had great harmonies. Blood harmonies, I like that, too.

Fri Oct 28, 12:03:00 PM  
Blogger Mr. Bloggerific Himself said...

Too young, uh huh.

Fri Oct 28, 12:47:00 PM  
Blogger Squirl said...

Mr B, I think this says more about you than it does about me.

Fri Oct 28, 01:52:00 PM  
Blogger Mr. Bloggerific Himself said...

It does? Wow. Can you like, do my posts for me then? I could kick back and just like watch.

Fri Oct 28, 02:48:00 PM  
Blogger Squirl said...

Um, no.

Fri Oct 28, 03:11:00 PM  
Blogger Mr. Bloggerific Himself said...


Fri Oct 28, 03:27:00 PM  
Blogger Squirl said...

tee hee

Fri Oct 28, 03:34:00 PM  
Blogger tshsmom said...

Barry and Paul for me!! John was cute too, but kinda quiet for my tastes.
Why aren't the boys making a comeback? Drat, I'd LOVE to see how they've aged.

Fri Oct 28, 03:51:00 PM  
Blogger Von Krankipantzen said...

B.A.D.D.-Bloggers Against Drunk Dialing

Sat Oct 29, 12:19:00 AM  
Blogger Squirl said...

tshsmom, they've definitely aged. You can go to their site and see.

Kranki, but isn't drunk dialing fun???


Sat Oct 29, 09:20:00 AM  
Blogger Kitty said...

Everytime my phone goes off after 11p.m. I'll yell "CRUNK CALLER, CRUNKCALLER!!!!" I'm really that much of a dork.

And I'll be your witness Squirl, you really was bright eyed and bushy tailed the "morning-after" and looked like you slept like a princess.

2.5 glasses must help you sleep or something - downtown was all up in a rustle that night.

Sat Oct 29, 09:28:00 AM  
Blogger Squirl said...

Kitty, thanks for coming to my defense. I really wasn't hung over. If downtown was that loud then I'm glad I had the wine.

Sat Oct 29, 09:32:00 AM  
Blogger tshsmom said...

They've actually aged rather well; like 2.5 glasses of good wine. hehe

Sat Oct 29, 10:08:00 AM  
Blogger Bucky Four-Eyes said...

Kranki - "B.A.D.D." LMFAO!

Sat Oct 29, 03:04:00 PM  
Blogger Squirl said...

tshsmom, yeah not too bad. Okay, no wine for me tonight. I'm have an MGD.

Bucky, don't encourage. What am I saying? That's what you're all about.

Sat Oct 29, 06:33:00 PM  
Blogger Bucky Four-Eyes said...

I am the enabler. Goo goo ga joob.

asxvc - anal sex vacuum cleaner.

Sun Oct 30, 03:06:00 PM  
Blogger Squirl said...

Yes, Bucky, you are the enabler.

rgrog is that something to drink?

Sun Oct 30, 05:24:00 PM  

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