ohaithere Sam and Co....totes forgot my camera ::facepalm::
Once upon a time, LiLi and Amber packed up their little bags (well, mine was little…Amber’s could hold a small child) and flew out West to have some girly time and see one Mr. Sam Bradley at the Hotel Cafe. In case you didn’t know, Sam is playing there every Tuesday until July 13th– so if you are in the area, go check him out. And then send us pics. Word.
Now, if you know Amber or I, or hell, if you have even read one post of this here little blog, then you know that we don’t take things too seriously ’round here. That’s just us. I mean, yes, we like to give the news on the guys but we can’t help but add in our own thoughts to things. So, if you are looking for a specific-music-theory-analysis-complete-with-set-lists then sorry….this isn’t it. What it is though, is a re-telling of two fangirls’ trip to see someone that they really like. Hell, we should like him. We blog about him. But I digress….
So, pull up a chair and take a stroll with us down memory lane as we re-live our Sam experience via gchat:
We try to start off on the right track….but derail quickly:
LiLi: sooooo
Sam show
let’s talk
go
Amber: sooooo
LiLi: initial thoughts
Amber: i was drunk
LiLi: LOL
right (see below)
Amber: cause apparently that’s what i do when i go to Sam shows
i can’t help it
LiLi: um…do you remember whispering in my ear all night?
it was amazing
Amber: sort of
i’m glad you loved it!
LiLi: hahaha
i was like, whoa. this is how some porns start
Amber: Sam would know
LiLi: pfft….you mean OTTO BAUER*, yo
why didn’t you yell out “Otto!”??
Amber: PS I swear I saw Otto while we were eating dinner
LiLi: STFU
where?
Amber: we were at Pinches Tacos
i spotted a blazer and a white vneck
LiLi: BWAHAHAHA
so by Otto you meant Sam
Amber: i was like… Sam?
no, it wasn’t Sam
it was his doppleganger fo sho though
LiLi: everytime i saw that pinches taco i was like, uh….do they know what that means is Spanish?
Amber: it’s all mexicans working there, so I’m gonna go with yeah, probably
LiLi: LMAO
Fucking Tacos
that is brill
Where Amber remembers….nothing:
LiLi: anyhoo– what did you think of the show?
do you member it?
Amber: um, yeah, parts of it
seems like there were a lot of songs I didn’t know
LiLi: awesome. i love it.
yep
a lot of new stuff
and a new guy
i am tipping one out for Dave
Amber: yeah, hello random new guy who made me buy a poster
LOL!!
This ones for my homie, dave
LiLi: that was Two.Shoes
Amber: Who the fuck is TwoShoes?!?
LiLi: he’s on twitter.
Amber: I’m so confused…
LiLi: and wordpress
Amber: I miss Dave
LiLi: and tumblr
i feel creepy right now
that i know all that
Amber: as well as you should
LiLi: and that i told him that i knew that
Amber: you did not?!?
LiLi: yes. yes I did.
he was like, “uh, just buy a poster lady”
Amber: hello stalker!
LiLi: well…i….okay….
::hangs head::
there are no words
but at least i didn’t whisper it into his ear like I did Marcus that one time
::facepalm::
Amber: bwahahaha!
no worries
Marcus was too busy loving your granny panties
LiLi: dood
for reals
who wouldn’t
i was smart last night though…went with the low riders
was it just last night?
geez. i feel like it was days ago
Amber: i know, felt like 3 days ago
LiLi: word
Regrets, Serious Sam and Amber making LiLi a hooker:
LiLi: any regrets?
Amber: um, everything?
LiLi: BWAHAHAHA
Amber: is that a good answer?
LiLi: maybe that 11th beer?
you said, “Here Sam, sign your Serious Sam picture”
Amber: my biggest regret is that my friends didn’t stop me
LiLi: um, hell to the no
at least you weren’t the one that showed him the pic of Otto.
[LiLi edit: watch this. trust.]
Amber: TRUTH!
Amazingly, I did not have that much beer flowing through me.
LiLi: i was dead that that point. and not in that good way.
but Sam took it all in stride.
Amber: he seemed to be on his game for the night with the fans
LiLi: and during the show– cause let’s go ahead and get this out there– Sam gives good eyes
Amber: YES!
She moves me, I love that song and he was giving MAD eyes the whole time!
gah
LiLi: fo reals.
and, imma go ahead and say that me likey the Whiskey
Amber: i like that song, but I dunno… she moves me was my fave
cause of the eyes mainly, but whatevs
LiLi: well, it helps that you are like 6 feet tall.
you can see it all
maybe i am jeal
whatevs
Amber: next time, go for the hooker heels!
I’m sure Otto can help you pick some out
LiLi: BWAHAHAHA
word
can you imagine though?
me in heels?
i would die
Amber: can you die by twisting an ankle?
nah, you should try
LiLi: um
Amber: and make sure i am there when you do
LOL
LiLi: i would trip and fall and break my neck
i can barely walk as it is
ps– i may or may not have fallen on that damn motorized walkway thingy at the airport tonight
and people saw
Amber: shut up
LiLi: no
i won’t
and yes. i did.
i told you when we left that I usually trip on those damn things
and here you are wanting me to get all hooker
Amber: you did, i remember
LOL!
I’m sorry
i take it back
a little
LiLi: hahahaha
Click to read where we get serious about Sam, and blame Jason Segel for everything:
LiLi: now, back to Sam
i have a serious point to make
ready?
Amber: Ready for my Serious Sam moment…
LiLi: ::blows out deep breath::
when we were in the alley– heh, sounds kinky– i really wanted to touch his hair.
there.
i said it.
Amber: LOL!
LiLi: but i refrained
can you imagine?
Amber: You should have just done it
LiLi: yeah, cause that wouldn’t be creepy at all
Amber: Or told me to do it, cause you know I would have…
drunk Amber succumbs to peer pressure
LiLi: hey Sam, i not only flew 2,000 miles to see you but now I am running my fingers through your hair. you’re
not weirded out are you?
S: "Did you just try and touch my hair?" L: "Er...."
LiLi: i was too busy outing your drunk ass to hiim
Amber: YOU DID?!? Damn, he would have never know if you wouldn’t have said anything!
LiLi: LOL
dammit
you are so right
Nope. Not drunk at all.
LiLi: oh and why did Sam keep telling everyone that mark is single?
Amber: um, yeah… that was kind of weird
LiLi: it was amazeballs
Sam’s so nice
trying to get him some
Amber: it’s like, Sam, honey, no
LiLi: LOL
Why? Mark gives good tweet.
The “New Guy” and setting goals for future Sam shows:
LiLi: do you remember the name of the new guy?
John?
Jake?
Amber: no, not at all
LiLi: Jason?
dammit
Amber: remember, i thought him and two shoes were the same person
LiLi: LMAO
you did?
Amber: drunk amber has no memory
LiLi: you. are. amazing.
Amber: all i saw was hair
LiLi: i love you a little bit more. right now.
um
their hair was nothing alike.
at all.
Amber: LMAO!
I knew you would say that
dammit
LiLi: omg
i am dying!
Amber: Next Sam show I have a goal…
Not to be drunk.
LiLi: to be sober?
TWINNERS
Amber: YEAH!
LiLi: maybe i should be drunk then
to even it out
Amber: Yes, let’s switch things up a bit!
LiLi: and then maybe i won’t be so nervous and creepy
Amber: Then I can apologize for YOUR drunk ass
that would be fun
Spoiler Alert: this is what i look like drunk-- no bueno.
LiLi: man
i would have to drink A LOT then
mah poor liver
cause i had like 8 last night
Amber: Sorry Sam. LiLi decided it was HER turn to be drunk this time.
LiLi: WORD
Amber: Really? Only 8?
Seriously, I’m a light weight.
LiLi: um. yes, Drunky Drunkerton
Amber: I had like 5, maybe 6
LiLi: i am Mexican. it’s like being Irish but shorter
and rounder
We can hold us some cervezas
Amber: and with better food
LiLi: fo sho
Amber: one day, I will learn
Amber: next time, I will give you my credit card so as not to start a tab
LiLi: hahahaha
at least you didn’t shush me
Amber: true fax
no shushing this time
Pre-gaming with Jason Segal, the Tar Pits and Rhinestone:
LiLi: and no pre-gaming it
Amber: Aw, boo.
Why don’t you just take away my entire world.
LiLi: um. that is where you get in trouble
Amber: fine, no pre-gaming
sigh
going to see Sam won’t be any fun anymore
I have a reputation to keep with him
LiLi: sure it will. if i am drunk. then you can make fun of me
Amber: that’s true
Serious Sam approves of this idea
LiLi: HAHAHAHA
you said, “SAM! why are you sooo serious in this poster?”
Amber: at least i didn’t ask why he was tweed serious, right?
LiLi: man
that would have been amazeballs if you did
Amber: Well, there is always a next time…
LiLi: and next time we need to go earlier
Amber: yep
i blame jason segel for that one
Amber pre-gaming with Marshall
LiLi: we should have started our trip with the Sam show
yes
it is always his fault
Amber: for ever and ever, blame Jason Segal
LiLi: that way we could’ve invited Sam to the tar pits
Amber: OH! That would have been awesome
LiLi: and then maybe ended the day at Sprinkles
how could he have resisted that?
Amber: It’s not possible
cupcakes and history, a deadly combination
LiLi: i feel like he would be a red velvet kind of guy
#duh
Amber: dood, I am super sleepy now
LiLi: and i just found Rhinestone on TV!
i am going to go watch my bf Sly Stallone
Amber: night 
LiLi: night! 
Well, that’s it my lovelies. I hope you enjoyed our little program here. Tune in next time, where I plan on taking one for the team and getting hammered. I am saving up my money now.
Are you planning on seeing The Sam Bradley Band in El Lay?? Let us know which date!
OH and you still have time to enter THIS contest from Sam himself– it’s starts at 6pm (Pacific Time people!)– so go and enter!
Amber
Li Li
Aren’t you happy I like going to the Hustler store?
Um. Fo SHO! I knew at that moment that we would be friends. Forever.
Um. I just realized that my last two Sam experiences have been with a Drunk Amber lol….good times! And PS how much do I love that you said Mexicans are like the Irish but just rounder?! Lots and lots. Miss my roomies already
#CPV yo!
And yes. I miss you too. Verra, verra much.
Not only did you buy a poster from me, you blogged about it.. Heck yes!
Great blog
hahaha…of course I did! I mean, it was the best $5 I ever spent. And I’m sure that goes for Amber too….if she could remember anything from that night that is.
thanks for stopping by!
I totally remember buying the poster. Um, yeah, okay, not really. Dammit.
And hello, hello Two Shoes! It was nice to see you here!!
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Oh that night. Oh oh. The whole night was pretty fucking amazeballs. Getting shushed by the Shoulder Pad Mafia. Drunk Amber in awesome F-me heels. Amber & I stumbling to the theater after in out F-me heels because we were the only two NOT wearing flats. Janet getting Sam to sign her poster & hashtag it. The 200 of us trying to get in a photo with Sam & his eyes glazing over… Me snapping totally random pics with your camera while you talked to Sam. Amber giving me the stink eye (as best she could being drunk and all) for taking random pics of her looking drunk talking to Sam…Great night.
I have the worst stink eye when I’m drunk. Probs cause I am a happy drunk. Be thankful for that.
And yes, we rocked the heels girl! ::high fives::
P.S. I am so effing glad you took all those pictures. That is the only way I remember anything. LOL
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