This past weekend Matt and I hosted a surprise birthday party for our good friend Antonio. Despite my incredible butterflies and overall lack of faith in myself not to blow the whole thing, it was a success.
Surprise!
One of the highlights of the night for me came when a bunch of us were standing outside having a smoke. While we were standing around talking and smoking, two very drunk people came walking up the backlane carrying a radio/tape player that was blasting music from a local radio station. They joined us, asking for a smoke or some change or to spare a shot of vodka. The guy, carrying the radio, even did a magic trick for us, while his wife complimented April’s hair over and over again.
Drunk Dude: Hey wanna hear a magic trick?
Us: Ya sure.
Drunk Dude: K, can I borrow you for a sec? *pointing to my friend Deirdre*
Deirdre: Uh, sure.
*Deirdre and Drunk Dude stand off to the side while Drunk Dude whispers something in her ear*
Deirdre: Uhh, okay.
Drunk Dude, to the rest of us: Okay, okay, guess from one to four. One to four.
Us: Two?
Drunk dude: From one to four.
Us: Three?
Drunk Dude: Ahhhhhh. You got it.
Best magic trick ever. After the rest of us finished our cigarettes we bid adieu to our drunken visitors and went inside. It was then that April told us that the radio that Drunk Dude was carrying looked incredibly familiar. She noticed a sticker on the side of it that confirmed for her that Drunk Dude was, in fact, carrying around the radio that had been stolen out of her sister’s car – parked behind her house, three blocks away – two weeks ago. Amazing.
