Which was OK, since we didn't have any customers until
We actually lost someone over the delay, because Carol also showed up, put in a song, then left before 9:00pm. I'd feel worse about this if Carol ever bought anything.
Otherwise, we had a rather giddy
And
I quit a little after 1:00am, because, well, it didn't seem worth it. Then we dragged Cindi to April's, because she was going to go home and eat Spam, and in Timmie's (more than a little drunk) eyes, this wasn't food.
Quite an entertaining meal. He was thiiiiiiissssssss drunk...
Then home, where I pretty much just went to sleep. I woke up again around noonish, and decided to go back to sleep, and ended up not getting out of bed until 5:30pm. Not what one would call a productive day, offhand...
We were a little late getting back to the bar, but it didn't seem like anyone was waiting. Some time during the day, George (the building owner) had hung a new gas heater by the booth. It's not hooked up, but it's hanging there, which gives one hope.
Max and Alex came in (I know they have LJ IDs, but I'm feeling lazy), and both ended up helping us hang
But there's now a memorial on the wall over his booth. Finally. I'm waiting for Jose to take it down, and for Timmie and me to have to kill him.
The bulk of people for last night, though, were there for Kristofer's birthday. Kristofer being Dele's brother. And Dele having moved back into the area, which is positively squee-worthy.
Last night was therefore a little more lesbionic than usual, though Dele seemed to be hanging out with a guy (?!??). Whatever. Much blast-from-the-past-ness, with Jeff (the old KJ) and Nikki. Also many, many new people.
We had a total of 24 singers last night, and the only reason we had 4 rotations by midnight was that the first one (including the ever-lovely
Of course, everyone went home by midnight. The remaining 8 rotations of the night consisted of myself, Timmie,
In the end, income for the weekend was slightly down from target (about 14%), mostly because Sunday was pretty miserable, money-wise. But nothing to cry about.
Timmie and I visited April, by ourselves this time, since Cindi decided to go home to her Spam. Then home and sleep, and now I'm sorta awake.
I'm supposed to go up to the Dome today - they've bought a new toilet, and I'm at the very least supposed to get it out of the car for them. I fear it will be more than that, but, well, who else is gonna do it? I work cheap.
I'm also supposed to see about arranging something with Veronica, which may conflict with activity #1. This probably means I should see about actually getting up for the day.
On the other hand, Timmie is cooking lunch...