Saturday and Sunday I celebrated Gay Pride weekend with some friends. After the fall of civilization that was gay marriage (or lack thereof) in Massachusetts I was glad to see a good turn out in OKC. We started the morning off with Dim Sum brunch at Grand House followed by a stroll through Memorial Park. Missing this year at the park was the three-story blow up bottle of lube; we figured it wasn’t present this year since everything is about family and the children these days. The booths were interesting and there were a lot of diverse people in the crowd. We signed a lot of petitions, took lots of free crap, and entered every drawing we could find. I still don’t know what I’m going to do if I win that Grill Master 3000. Other than the sweltering heat and Miles singing and dancing we had a good time. Sunday I went down to the strip and hung out with Miles again at the Park until the parade started. Once again the turn out was good but the heat was overbearing. I didn’t stay out too long after the parade; trying to pack into Angles with 25,0000 sweaty people for free draw beer isn’t very appealing. It was good to run into a lot of people that I haven’t seen in a while, and I had a blast with all the festivities as I do every year. I’ll post some pictures of the parade a little later today or tomorrow.
Well not really. I went to see Jesus Christ Superstar by the Lyric Theater at the Civic Center on Friday night. I hadn’t been to the Civic Center since it’s remodel as part of the MAPS project. I have to say the theater is beautiful and the lobby is much roomier than it was before. I had never seen JC Superstar and I was actually impressed not being too big a fan of the subject matter. Supposedly Jesus nearly fell over cross and all during the crucifying scene at another night’s engagement but unfortunately I didn’t get to witness such a wonderful spectacle. After the show I went to an after party hosted by Lighting Concepts, Inc. where some of the cast and crew attended. One of the people at the party was Sally Struthers, which I found a little bizarre since it’s someone you don’t normally run in to in Oklahoma City. I later found out that the Lyric’s next production is Hello, Dolly! and she’s playing the part of Dolly Levi. Some friends and I decided we’re going to go see the musical out of morbid curiosity. All kidding aside I heard that she’s played the role before and is quite good. I’ll report on that in a couple of weeks.
I'm still trying to recover from the busy weekend so I haven't had time to do much posting. More on that later... I went out to eat with the Asian :) on Thursday at the Deep Fork Grill and then we met some friends in Bricktown. We started the night at club LiT. Very cool bar with a casual atmosphere, no cover charge or dumb ass dress code (I mean really, do we have to dress up to go to a bar in downtown OKC?) We hung out at the patio bar upstairs called the TwiLiT Lounge. On our way back to the car we hit club Venu. Meh. Very nice bar but the music and drunks could have been better (yes I said drunks and didn't mean drinks!). After that we headed out to the usual places. All in all it was a fun night especially since I don't do too much partying in Bricktown.
So this is my first blog. My name is Dave... see title. Before I jump right into this thing here's some information my neice emailed me. I'm from Oklahoma and you know you're from Oklahoma if:
You can properly pronounce Eufaula, Gotebo, Okemah, and Chickasha. You think that people who complain about the wind in their states are sissies. A tornado warning siren is your signal to go out in the yard and look for a funnel. Your idea of a traffic jam is ten cars waiting to pass a tractor on the highway. You've ever had to switch from "heat" to "A/C" in the same day. You know that the true value of a parking space is not determined by the distance to the door, but by the availability of shade. Stores don't have bags, they have sacks. You see people wear bib overalls at funerals. You think everyone from a bigger city has an accent. You measure distance in minutes. You refer to the capital of Oklahoma as "The City." It doesn't bother you to use an airport named for a man who died in an airplane crash. Little smokies are something you serve only for special occasions. You go to the lake because you think it is like going to the ocean. You listen to the weather forecast before picking out an outfit. You know cow pies are not made of beef. Someone you know has used a football schedule to plan their wedding date. You have known someone who has had one belt buckle bigger than your fist. A bad traffic jam involves two cars staring each other down at a four-way stop, each determined to be the most polite and let the other go first. You know in which state Miam-uh is and in which state Miam-ee is. You aren't surprised to find movie rental, ammunition, and bait all in the same store. Your "place at the lake" has wheels under it. A Mercedes Benz is not a status symbol. A Ford F350 4x4 is a GT is a status symbol. You know everything goes better with Ranch. You learned how to shoot a gun before you learned how to multiply. You actually get these jokes and are "fixin" to send them to your friends.
Finally, you are 100% Oklahoman if you have ever heard this conversation: "You wanna coke?" "Yeah." "What kind?" "Dr. Pepper."