Camilla Parker Bowles


Our Friday evening started at High Times, a western-style pub about 5 minutes from Riccardo's. Apparently not a popular hang-out, the pub was nearly dead. I thought I saw a tumbleweed blowing amonst the tables. The cowboyish ambiance was rather incongruent with the jazz music; as it turns out, Riccardo HATES jazz and requested a change. We were all delighted with the 80's tunes then pumped.



Further reason that the pub is not popular could stem from the S-L-O-W service and over-priced drinks, but we weren't in the complaining mood. After some nachos, pizza and a few beers, the nine of us (Anna, Dave, Treva (American), Jody, Tressa, Alan (Canadian, Winnipeg), Brian (Irish), Riccardo and I) headed to Shidax (Please!). The inherent coolness of a town can be measured on the presense or lack of S

Since there were only two smokers in the crowd, we happily got to veto smoking in our karaoke room (usually this is a MAJOR problem as all the non-smokers end up

It was a fantastic evening of song, pocky and grapefruit chu-his. Though Riccardo and I lasted only until just after 3am, the rest of the group gave 'er into the wee(r) hours - we had the room until 5am. Thanks to the Tochigites/Tsugans for hosting our highly entertaining Tochigishi-Night-Out (Anna, Riccardo & Treva)!!


"Do you know of Camilla Parker Bowles?"
"Of course I do," I reply, "She's the new princess."
"Hmm, well how do you feel about her hair?"

"...what are you implying?" - I'm already catching on to where this is going,
"YOU LOOK LIKE CAMILLA PARKER BOWLES!!!!" laughs my terrific man
"SHE'S LIKE 80, YOU ASS!!!"
Good times, good times. Actually, I looked like old Camilla for about

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