I seem to have this sudden urge to acquire a monster pick-up.
Last night's show was fun, but sloooooowww. The first two rounds consisted of me,
Still, we had cool people.
At one point, I pulled "I'm Coming Out," which amused
I ran out of chart at the end of the 12th round. It was 1:20, and there were only 4 of us in the rotation, anyway.
And with all that, the bar apparently made less that $100 for the evening. Which doesn't quite add up, but there it is.
I took Synthia home, fiddled about a bit online, then did the sleep thing again. A bit too much of it, actually. I didn't get started towards Sac today until around 2:30, so I ran into a huge amount of traffic on the 580.
With the result that I got to the courthouse at 5:08. Not only was the department I needed shut down, the courthouse doors were locked.
I didn't pack to stay the night, so I'll be heading back down shortly - if I can get up early enough, I'll try again tomorrow. But I wasn't going to waste a trip, and I certainly was is no mood to brave rush hour traffic on the way back down. So I headed on over to Sacramento Old Town, and I'm now sitting in front of the waterfall at California Fat's. I'm not as fond of it as I was when it served California cuisine, but it's still damn good food in a great environment.
Actually, the food is much too good. I really shouldn't have ordered dessert...
I was going to visit