Downtown Snow, the revenge

Two weeks after the adventurous three decided against partaking of the San Jose Downtown Snow ritual (i.e. skating on ice that looks like it hasn't seen a Zamboni in a week), we decided to try again. The weather was questionable, so I was smart and called the rink. They said the ice was wet and thus they hadn't run the Zamboni...again. No big this time, 'cause I had a backup plan called the Ice Centre. The adventurous three (Jenny, Kirk, and I) plus my mom headed to the nice big indoor rink. Of course, even this ice hadn't seen Zamboni love for several hours, but it was bearable. The center patch wasn't bad at all. And, as with public sessions, there were far too many small children for my taste.

After skating, we adjourned home to change clothes, etc., before meeting for dinner with a few other folk for my happy birthday to me event. After some running around by people who misinterpreted directions, we all met for a nice big meal followed by presents. Fun! After that, all the twenty-three year olds went off in search of the Britannia Arms. I only had a vague idea where it was, and apparently Jenny's idea was even more vague, 'cause she and Megumi ended up wandering around San Pedro square.

At last, we found the Britannia Arms, but there was no karaoke. We (well, mostly the boys) amused ourselves with foosball and some sort of hockey game. When I'd resigned myself to games and TV, a soundsystem appeared. The karaoke lady had arrived, bringing with her binders full of songs to choose from. We sat ourselves around the binders and took eons to pick anything. Finally, Jenny and I busted out with "Lady Marmalade." Of course we spent as much time cracking up as singing. It was a whole lotta fun, especially when Megumi and Jenny did some Linkin Park. I'm all for a return to the Brit...nice casual atmosphere, free karaoke, and reasonably priced drinks (I've heard the fish n' chips are good, too). All in all, a nice way to spend a Sunday night.