Yesterday Tom and I had a few people over for drinks and then we all wound up at the air force base bar to say good bye to one of Tom’s co-workers who is heading to Australia for five months for work. The bar was pretty packed with all the St. Patrick’s Day revelers and it was a darn good time. Tom even got me drunk enough to where I was actually on the dance floor wiggling my butt around to CLUB music. This is a rarity for me. I don’t mind dancing, but I like dancing to Creedence Clearwater or Bill Withers or LCD Soundsystem. Poppy club music is just not my thing, but last night I seemed to enjoy it.
Tom recently introduced me to Trick Daddy, a rapper with a lot of songs I’d never heard before. They’re all pretty catchy rap songs and it’s my new gym music. And because I’d never really listened to Trick Daddy much I just assumed he was a new rapper. I always mistakenly think that if I haven’t heard something before, then it must be new. Kind of like the time I heard “Lola” by the Kinks and excitedly called my friend and left a voicemail about this great new song I’d found that I loved and how she had to listen to it. To this day my friend still talks about how much she and her husband laughed at how excited I was at discovering a “new” song that had actually been around since 1970.
So last night I went up to the DJ and said, “Can you play any Trick Daddy?” thinking that this was right along the same line of music he was already playing and the DJ looked at me and kind of smiled and shook his head and said, “I don’t have anything that old.” It made me feel really un-cool and really old. I went back to Tom, who was still dancing, feel a bit hang-dog and said to him, “The DJ said that he didn’t have any Trick Daddy because it’s too old.” Tom laughed and said, “Leah, Trick Daddy was popular like 15 years ago, of course the DJ isn’t going to have any of his music. Which song did you ask for?” “I’m a Thug,” I said and Tom said, “Yeah, that song came out in the late 90’s or something.”
So there I was thinking I was keeping up with the young cool kids by listening to Trick Daddy but instead I’m just showing my age.
The other evening Jeopardy had a category called Pop Teen Culture of the 2010’s and I didn’t get a single one right. I’m so out of touch with what’s cool anymore. Although this generation of teenagers has been eating Tide pods so I don’t know that I should actually care too much about not being up on what they think is cool.
Seriously, can’t they just smoke pot to entertain themselves? That’s what teenagers did back in my day. “Back in my day”….geez, listen to me.
Tom and I spent the first half of the day today recovering which meant laying around in bed watching TV. We recently started watching this show called “Nailed It” which is on Netflix. It’s a baking show where three amateur bakers attempt to recreate amazing cakes or cupcakes or cookies and fail epically. Like this volcano cake below……
The show is hilarious. And we’ve been watching it enough that Tom is now becoming quite informed on how to bake. He ran off to the bathroom at one point and came back just as this woman was trying to ice her cake and the icing was running everywhere and Tom looked really concerned as he stared at the screen and said, “Did she cool that cake before trying to ice it?” He’ll say things every once in a while like “Oh no, he forgot the buttercream, now that cake is going to be sooo dry!” or, “Wow, she filled up that cake tin way too high, it’s going to be raw in the middle.” I find it highly amusing to listen to his comments.
I think I might challenge Tom with a cake assignment one day soon. He’s on a month vacation at the moment so he’s got lots of free time. I think I’m going to ask him to make me this cake….
Or this one…..
Time to cook dinner.
Happy St. Patrick’s Day, y’all.