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37 years later.

Last night’s record release was tons of fun and Shanghai Thrills was fabulous. The show was at a bar in Allston called Great Scott; a bar I had never been to before, but always wanted to go to for a couple reasons. 1) It’s named after the great F. Scott Fitzgerald who wrote one of my favorite books in the world. And 2) Back in the 70s before it was Great Scott, it was the bar at which my parents met. Pretty much about 37 years ago.

Adorable right? I have no idea what’s changed. Slash if they tore the entire building down and rebuilt. But even if they did, I still think it’s cute. I have this weird problem where I have a really difficult time thinking of my parents at my age. Hanging out at a bar. Walking around Comm Ave. But they did. Obviously. Or I wouldn’t be here today.

I made sure to get a picture of the bar, though my parents are most likely going to say, “Ummm, it looks like any other bar,” which it does. But I can’t help it; I’m nostalgic. Even for things I wasn’t there for. But hey, I figure my parents meeting is a pretty important event in my own life. Though I’ve heard stories that my dad first tried to hit on my mom’s roommate. Then he tried to buy my mom a drink but she didn’t need one because a guy had already bought her one (this is her version of the story, but my dad doesn’t work too hard to deny anything). In any event, they ended up dating on and off for 6 years (again, my mom’s story. She claims she was dating other people much of the time…keeping her options open. I say she was hopelessly in love with my dad from the start) before getting married and having 2 lovely daughters. So yes, this bar is very significant to me.

By the way, we have no clue who the man standing behind me and Nina is. We had no idea he was actually behind us at the time. I hate when people ruin perfectly good pictures. Actually, now that I think about it, last night would have been a whole lot cuter if I had met my future husband there too. But I’m pretty sure that didn’t happen. Probably because men like the one standing behind us are not really my type of men. I hope my dad was better behaved 37 years ago!

16 Responses to “37 years later.”

  1. PDD Says:

    OH MY GOSH–that guys looks like your typical Boston guy! LMAO!!!

    Nice story and you two are cuties!

  2. Trish Ryan Says:

    Awww…that is such a sweet story! Even with the creepy guy in the picture 🙂 It’s probably better that you didn’t meet your husband there…imagine how much pressure that would put on your kids!

  3. ToKissTheCook Says:

    Shanghai Thrills…now why does that sound familiar to me… Glad you had fun:)

  4. Jenn Says:

    Sounds like a fun evening 🙂

  5. Peter Says:

    That is a very nice story.

    I have no idea how my parents met. I’m afraid that thinking about them dating will give me a stroke.

    Or make me begin not to exist, like in Back To The Future.

  6. Stephanie Says:

    That’s so cute that you got to visit where your parents met!

  7. Scotty Says:

    Thats an awesome story, and totally understand the nostalgic part since I am that way also 🙂

  8. L Sass Says:

    There is a bar in Minneapolis where my parents hung out early in their marriage that is still a hot spot and still pretty much the same. I love to visit it–it’s so funny to think of them as young 20somethings getting drunk.

  9. damselindigress Says:

    ahhhhh SO cute!

    so cute.

    hold on. i want to write something substantial but i. can’t.stop.wanting.to.AWWWWW. apparently i’m just a sucker for stories like this =p

  10. Princess Consuela Banana Hammock Says:

    people just dont realize how other take photo op’s seriously. those selfish bastards only care about crackin a joke. no one wanted his ugly mug in there!

    p.s. you just got tagged to do a meme on my bloggie!

  11. Phantom Hater Says:

    6 years from now, I predict you will marry the man standing behind you.

    How could you not notice the guy? He looks a little too big to creep up like a ninja in a bar that looks almost empty.

    Sorry, but I think it’s funny when people pop in and ruin a bar picture. It is, after all, a bar, not a studio glamour shot.

  12. dave Says:

    that is thad and he is the bomb diggity.

  13. Katelin Says:

    Aw that is so cute. Maybe if you go back you’ll meet your future husband 🙂

  14. Gooseberried Says:

    Seriously! I can’t stand that either. Were you asked to be in the picture? Nope. So get the fuck out.

  15. Therapeutic Ramblings Says:

    I think the guy behind you epitomizes “settling”. 😀

  16. Renee Says:

    God that’s cute! And I certainly hope that guy isn’t your future husband…

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