Then I headed off to On The Border for some serious gorging (I hadn't eaten since the previous night) and random surfing.
Most of it for a storage bed. I'd really like to not waste the space taken up by the bed (Heck, I'm vaguely considering a loft...). Problem is, most storage beds (at least for adults) are made to order, and commensurately expensive. But there is a model I can get for under $500. I'm a teensy bit nervous about buying it sight unseen, and it has a couple of features I'm not thrilled with, but I'm likely going to get it.
If it fits. I am moving into a comparatively small room.
Anyway. I made it to the bar pretty much on time, set up with only one hitch (Not only did the batteries in my wireless keyboard die, but my spares were dead too. After much fiddling, I bought some next door which did the trick), and was largely ready to go on time. Not that, really, much of anyone else was.
The bar wasn't empty -
And didn't stop. I believe I almost managed four rounds last night, and actually ran until 2:02am to accommodate a guy I'd told would be able to sing.
Parts of the bar were hard to navigate all night. I had to delay having Eddie sing several times because he was too busy serving drinks.
There were several reasons the place was crowded. First off, it was
Second of all, as
And third, and possibly most importantly: Paula decided to bitch at me about how slow Thursdays have been recently. She needs to do that more often.
Quite a fun night - though it did get kinda hot in there.
Afterwards I ran
Then sleep. I did get some sleep last night. Still I woke up before noon for some insane reason, and did some more cleanup of the place. I only managed the one electronics run, but I also stopped off at the new place, checked for an active phone connection (without luck), and measured my new room for planning purposes.
I also utterly failed to find a scythe at OSH. I got scoffed at by an employee, in fact. But no matter - a random guy came to the door wanting to cut everything down tomorrow for $100. Hopefully at that point,
Speaking of which, I need to go wake the Timmie up - there was an idea of having dinner before he opened at the bar tonight.