Further Proof I'm Slowly Slipping Into Adulthood, and Perhaps Some Proof I'm Not

First, a minor explanation of the first part of the title...

This past Friday, I went to a dinner party hosted by an engaged couple, which included wine having been brought by all interested parties. It was quite lovely, and we had some hilarious conversations regarding various orifices being relocated to higher traffic areas of the body. After some gratuitous overuse of the word "vagina", and a couple more bottles of wine, we called it a night somewhere around midnight.

Now, bookending that little oasis of quasi-adulthood, I had three days leading up to it of drunken tomfoolery, and a bash Saturday night in Guelph of epic "I didn't know where I was going to sleep when I left Toronto, but damnit it'll be somewhere" proportions, consisting mostly of the Highland Ball and ensuing hotel party. It made for a crappy Sunday at band practice, but let's not pretend I've never had to do that before.

Actually, it was kinda cool to see the general scene at an odd time of year, and under different circumstances. Normally, it's in the beer tent and everyone's half pissed and in a kilt. Saturday, it was in a hall with everyone thoroughly shitfaced, but only those performing were in kilts (the winning bands from each grade in the summer get to perform as the entertainment).

Some highlights included Glengarry (Gr. 2 Champs) completely and utterly stealing the show from the Toronto Police (Gr. 1 Champs). That's not to say they necessarily played better (which is an argument for another time), they were just far more entertaining. They did a drum salute that was the talk of the after party, and I can only describe as "cool". Ask me about it sometime, if you care for the details. About the only this I've ever seen that was better is if you look up the Swiss dudes from the Edinborough Tattoo on YouTube. Someone needs to get some pipers over to Switzerland, and holy shit... that'd be one hell of a band...... but I digress.

Other highlights included seeing "real" highland dancers doing what Queen's Bands dancers do to Home for a Rest and various other Great Big Sea songs. Almost surreal. A couple of them were actually laughing about it, as they "normally never do that kind of thing!"