
I started my internship at the radio station, and haven't been home much otherwise. That leaves me with little time for interwebbery, nevermind blogging.
And so, I'm gonna continue with the music memories from a couple of posts ago.

Blood, Sweat and Beers
LOCATION: The St. Catharines Yacht Club, St. Catharines
YEAR: 2004
PUBLISHED - February 21st, 2008
On my mom's side, which is the Irish side, my family can be a crazy bunch. Since she is one of 9 children, it is also a large bunch. Needless to say, when we get together it tends to make for an interesting time.
On one such occasion, a few years back, we were all out on a hot summer night. My Uncle Harry is in a band, and they were playing outside the Yacht Club in my city. (Don't be fooled by the Yacht Club -- it was still a full-on classic rock set.)
The place was packed with people, which was ok since it was an outdoor show. The music was great, the beer was flowing, and everyone was having a great time. When my family drinks, which a lot of us like to, we also like to dance and sing along. This particular night was no exception.
Now although my uncle's band plays a lot of great songs, most of which I know, I always want him to play "And When I Die" by Blood, Sweat, and Tears. Sometimes they will, sometimes they won't. That night I yelled it out between every song, no doubt being obnoxious. They did not play it.
At one point, as we were dancing, my older cousin Nikki pretended to do the classic "Elaine Benis Dance" from Seinfeld. If you aren't familiar with it, it's pretty much all fingers, thumbs, and bent-kneed kicking. Not pretty by any means.
Being an expert "Elaine Dancer", I was quick to correct her and show how it was REALLY done. I was in top form that night, like I was channeling Elaine herself. People were clapping and laughing, so of course I continued. Silly me.
Next thing I know I'm flat on my ass on the concrete.
One of my uncles picked me up, and everyone asked if I was ok. I was beyond embarrassed, so I shook it off. Another song came on, so I started dancing (normally, this time) to show that I was unhurt. My cousin Leah asked me to go inside to the washroom with her, so I went. She had to practically carry me back outside, since my foot had swollen to the size of my head and I could no longer walk.
Elaine Benis broke my foot.
Right before my Dad carried me off to the car to make my mortifying exit, my mom put in a special request to the band.
And so, before I left, my uncle's band finally played "And When I Die" - for the poor girl who was dumb enough to break her foot doing the Elaine dance.

Yeah. I'm that sad.