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Moon Phase



November 2018
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Bruce [userpic]
Breathe

Last night's show was... different. In various ways.

We were reasonably well attended, and in fact I started pretty much right on time, if only because kshandra had already put songs in, and had a limited amount of time she could stay.

Stacey managed to make it back one more time before she takes off for Tennessee.

And we had a huge number of people I've not seen before. And at least one I think I'd specifically blotted from my memory. His name is Tim.

Tim is the sort of guy I think of when I hear the phrase "ugly American." He's big, loud, and quite possibly hasn't had an original thought since somewhere in 1975. He talks in brilliant platitudes such as "Money talks, bullshit walks" - and then stiffed me on a tip.

He wanted to get up to sing pretty much as soon as he thought of a song. I did, in fact, let him sing once more than everybody else, in part because of the promised tip, but in large part because it would shut him up. I spent a lot of last night getting him to wait "just a little more" so I could get, y'know, other people to sing. Good thing the rotation was relatively short.

One of his friends tried to get him to sing Escape at the end of the night, but he dropped it in the middle because it was "too gay."

So that was the downside to the night. I just hope they bought a bunch of drinks.

There were, of course, quite a few upsides, including an evening of timenchanter, writenwrong singing How Many Licks, sjgrrrl's friends Melissa & Rhonda, and several hours of supersniffles.

And even a short appearance by trivialt!

I closed down at the end of, I believe, the 8th round, and did my usual decompression at Denny's.

Today I did the sleeping/surfing thing. I think I've had enough sleep. I at least don't feel sleepier than usual.

I'm enjoying the fact that it's an unscheduled night. I have no particular parties, events, or things I have to do.

Well, OK, I have stuff I have to do. I just got warning that I better turn in a form, or California is going to yank my resale permit. Which means I need to stop hiding from the whole business thing. Shame, that - I'm so good at it.

And in the "stuff I don't have to do" column, I'm about to drop by the bar and look at the water supply to the swamp cooler. There's water dripping from the vent, which could be rainwater - or could be the cooler. So I'm going to get in there and turn off the T-valve to the cooler, just in case. And probably hang around for some of Nemesis.

Current Location: Hobee's
Mood: cheerfulcheerful
Comments

and several hours of supersniffles
Midnight to close is several hours?
I must pack an amazing punch!

Two is technically several. I think.

And you seemed... brighter, last night, for some reason. Who knows?

I've been really perky since I got the stitches out on Tues. It's amazing how much better that immediately made me feel!

That's right - you were pretty happy about that. It's healing up quite nicely, too...

"because it was 'too gay'"

He's in a fucking gay bar... uhm... whaaaaa?

I always miss the most interesting people. I guess that's what I get for skipping Thursdays.

Heh - I never know what's going to happen, which is part of why I love the job.

But yeah, "too gay." The man takes clueless to new heights.

I can't sing "Drop It Like It's Hot" any more, because it's too str8.

Not that I ever did.