Friday night’s Museum of Glass Night Blow event brought a huge crowd to the museum.  This was a great thing for the museum, though there was some grumbling in the resultant lines for tickets, drinks, food, and to get into the cone to view Stephen Rolfe Powell’s impressive team leadership and artwork execution. Watching the final moments of the making of the piece was truly breathtaking, and speaking with Powell I was impressed, too, with his laid back manner and southern charm.

More fun, to see the faces of Daniel Blue, Laura Malone, DJ Broam, spinning classic '70s lounge (hey, was that the theme for 2001 I heard?) DJ Lulu Spice, sweet pea, Chiara, Gretchen, Cheryl, Pete, Denise and Michelle (whose Tempest Lounge signature cocktail truly was divine!), and all manner of other friends and familiar faces gathered with a diverse group of art lovers and MOG supporters.

And then there was the best of times, and the worst of times: my culture babe friend warned me about karaoke, how you think you know a song until you get to the mike and blank out. 

Meh, I said, I laugh in the face of danger; then I threw back a shot of Patron.

So there was me feeling no pain. I selected a song I thought the Significant One might appreciate, especially given my state, “Why Don’t We Get Drunk and Screw.”

I apologize profusely for the crimes against nature I committed Friday night, with my caterwauling.

I don’t apologize for what happened next: culture babe, her husband, the Significant One and I headed off to Masa, to see what the Salsa party would entail.  Wisely avoiding the hard stuff, I stuck to Coronas, and had a blast watching the dancers as they showed their stuff.

The music proved just as intoxicating as the Patron I’d earlier consumed, and culture babe and I got out there and shimmied a bit, which even enticed the significant one to join us â€" shocking, that, since he’s even more shake-it aversive than I am.

Good times must end, and since the Sig One had a date at the KeyArena pick up his Master’s Degree in the morning, we called it a night.

Good glass, good friends, good tunes, good times. â€" Jessica Corey-Butler