Friday, December 16, 2005

3rd (ish) Annual BigG.L..B's X-mas party


Last night was the Christmas party for a group of guys (and thier wives) who all have a common interest. This is hard for me to explain, you see we are sort of a loose knit "club" of sorts who all are into bikes. The guy who started putting this all together, let's call him Bob, thought it would be great to get together for Sunday morning rides in riding season and pizza one night a month in the off-season. It's a fantastic idea and if Bob hadn't started doing it no-one would have. Bob call us the Big Globs. It's sort of an acronym for big guys-little bikes. Bob is really the only one who thinks the name is cool, so no-one uses it but we humor him. Most of the guys own an older (vintage) small displacement bike coincidentally, and this being the midwest all have beer guts. This is where the big guys and little bikes comes in. All the guys are older than me, most of them are my Dad's age and alot of them were his friends back in the day. My Dad doesn't get out much, nor does he ride much anymore, but he'll show up for pizza. There is no membership or dues or anything and there are a few car guys, too. Some of the guys are musicians, and there is a drummer too. That would be me. Bob has been getting us all together for a Christmas party for the last few years. He talks a local bar owner into letting us play for free for a couple of hours and they will get a couple dozen more customers and sell lots of beer. Good deal all around. We shipped the baby off to Grandma's house and loaded the drums into the truck and headed out. Lugging drums around in the winter is a drag. If you have a choice, play the harmonica. Despite the world's smallest stage the bar was cool, the people always are friendly and we actually sounded decent enough for a bunch of semi-inebriated non-musicians to enjoy themselves. Not bad for a band that gets together once every twelve months. I forgot to bring the camera so you'll have to settle for a picture of the original big guys on little bikes - The McCrary (McGuire) brothers.

4 comments:

Grumpyunk said...

Sounds like a good time. Where'd you guys play at, Surly?

Surly said...

Franklin House in Valpo. Little dive, good food. Oldest bar in Porter Co.

Grumpyunk said...

Oh Yeah. Down along the railroad tracks & Just down the hill from VonTobels Lumber right?

Where'd you get a picture of the Brothers anyway? I had completely forgotten about thoses 2.

Surly said...

Wow, that's pretty good bar-dar.
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