wow. last night was a doozy. it started out with an innocent trip to the back door to hang out with a few friends, and ended up as a no holds barred, full on bar brawl at the karaoke bar down the street. how quickly things can go south…

i was hanging at the bar with a few friends when most of them decided to leave. brendan needed a place to crash, so i offered up the couch. he wanted to cruise down to cahoots, so we headed on down there. i figured we'd hang out there for a while until they closed and then brendan would want to crash. well…when we got there, it was our friend rob's 21st birthday. everyone from the skateshop was hanging out, getting loaded. we drank a bunch and then someone said "let's go down and sing karaoke for the birthday event!" so we polished off our drinks and walked down the block.

when we walked into the karaoke bar, some girl was singing lisa loeb or some shit. we all grabbed some beers, put in a few songs (amongst our picked hits were "sweet child o' mine," "crazy train," and some boyz II men tunes), and settled in while the losers before us took their turns. well…during a frat boy duet of some lame pearl jam song, one of our friends got onstage and started whooping it up during the very end. the frat boys got a little pissy, but the friend apologized and told them that we were just drunk and showing our friend a good time for his birthday. the frat boy relented, but the bartender decided we had had enough to drink and, without a last call, closed the bar down, cutting us off. the dj tried to throw a couple of our friends out, but they refused to leave. some frat boy started a fight with another friend (keep in mind there were about 12 of us in our group) and i ran over to break it up. i got clocked in the back of the head, and i started swinging. people pulled us off the frat boys and everybody started to calm down. until the dj started pulling the mics off the stage, closing up shop…

that's when we all started yelling and screaming. i think the fratty jocks were pissed off because we had been dancing with their girls and now we had the girls screaming with us about the end of karaoke. the next thing you know, they're totally kicking everyone out and some jock thinks it's a wise idea to throw a punch at one of our friends. all of a sudden, the place erupts and the bartender pulls out a tazer and starts nailing my friend with it. i jumped in and got tazed, but i got plenty of shots in before we cleared out of the place. the last thing i remember seeing was the bar in total ruins. we bolted out of there and laid low for the rest of the night. amazingly enough, everyone cleared out before the cops came.

now i'm sitting around, nursing some tazer burns, and reflecting on one of the most insane nights in recent memory.

it's gonna be a great summer…