Bruce (kor27) wrote,


It's been quite a week.

I might as well start with the present drama. My taxes still aren't done, and I've been holding off on expenditures in case the minimal amount of money I've got might help. This is a good thing because...

My car's in the shop. I was driving home this afternoon along Central Expressway when it just quietly stopped running at a stoplight (I didn't even know it had for a bit), and wouldn't start. One exciting little tow truck ride later, I have my mechanic telling me that if I'm lucky, it's the timing belt, and it'll cost about $500 to fix. If I'm unlucky, I'll need a new engine.

$500 is almost precisely what I have in the bank. Of course, most of that is supposed to go for things like my cell phone bill, auto insurance (granted, I may not need that), DSL bill, possible tax bill, disc purchases, etc, etc.

Bah and humbug, I say.

Casting back through time (doo doo doo doo... doo doo doo doo...)...

Monday's show. Another slow night (the weekend was considerably down), though I did very nicely in tips, which made it economically worthwhile. Fourteen rotations, plus an extra song for supersniffles (she hated the last song I gave her). An hour or so visit by jackal_logic, some trivialt, a bit of h2ocrazyguy, and a Cindi/lucydogstringer end cap.

We also had some Jorgie (fortunately relatively sober), a new guy named Matt, a bit of Lindsey & Eric, and a whole bunch of this guy named Mark.

Mark's interesting. Older gentleman (might even be older than me, though I wouldn't bet on it), decent singer, much talk about having to deal with his wife having recently passed away.

Hit on just about every male in the bar. He didn't hit on me, but I may simply not have noticed.

I sang from a snafflekid list of suicide songs for most of the night, then shifted over to one left by Steven just as he got there - so he got to experience me trying to do You Can't Stop the Beat. That seemed to make him happy.

Tuesday I was up, dressed, and to the Tower by about 9:45am. Turns out I was the earliest of the volunteers, so Ryan and I moved quite a few boxes before the rest of the crew showed up. Tara showed up about half an hour later, and then after what at least seemed like a couple of hours, the others trickled in (Monish, genuine_snark, onyx101, and timenchanter).

The timing was actually fortuitous. By that point, I was having trouble making it up and down the stairs, so I kept sparkle_journal company while everyone else moved stuff.

I got to meet Ryan's dad Patrick, and Chelsea's dad Larry. Patrick, especially, is a trip.

As befits the day the Tower fell, the winds for the day were incredible.

I got home at something like 3:00pm, and managed to get an hour's nap in before having to get ready for the Tuesday show.

Which was pretty awesome, and nicely profitable. I did 7 rotations, with 19 different singers. Heather and raven2000 showed up, so I was somewhat busy with backrubs. It was also the return of rackstraw, who I really should friend. All in all a very high energy night, mit much singing und much dancing und many pretty girls.

Since I'd had about 4 hours of sleep in the last day, I forewent the whole "stop for supper" thing and went home to sleep.

I was back up around noon on Wednesday, and trying to get the taxes done, with some success. Stress on the "some." Mostly, I managed to dig up the documents needed.

Then off to the City for the show at Julie's. Which was also remarkably busy. Five rotations, and 25 individual singers.

There was much jannypanlj, but also many of the bar regulars, like Wil, Matthew, Amity, Anthony, Evan, and Mac.

Maria and Tim came in. I talked to her about hostessing - she was supposed to stay late so we could discuss the subject, but left instead (I suspect alcohol may have been a factor). She and Tim also brought in a whole bunch of friends, which was, of course, much fun - and brought the gay factor of the evening up quite a few notches.

Kym sang a song that wasn't Inside Out.

Matthew broke my new mic stand, pretty much the same way he'd broken the previous one.

I was packed up much faster than usual, because, for a change, I'd been able to park right out front. Still, I hung around, because Mac was being quite entertainingly drunk and loud in one corner, and Anthony was quite entertainingly drunk - but not loud - in another corner, and I ended up talking with him and Rachel, which ended up getting me some cuddle time with Rachel.

And she is quite cuddly.

And then home, again with no coffeeshop break in the middle. But I did have a surreal little encounter with a homeless lady as I was getting into the car. She forced a mini camera tripod on me, for no discernable reason. She spoke in signs and portents, which is really too bad, because I don't remember a damn thing she said.

I again pretty much went to sleep as soon as I got home, then got back up again at noon, to try to get some more tax work done. And I did get some more tax work done. I got to partway through the business info before having to head off to the Thursday show.

And Thursday was also pretty awesome. In terms of attendance, a very nice contrast with Sunday and Monday. Five rotations and 26 singers, so almost identical to Wednesday in terms of crowd.

Not gonna list everybody. But some Honey and tankgirl (though Angela didn't sing), trivialt, Aaron, the Alex group with Adonis, snafflekid, Mikey H, kizmet100, the Kristin group (which hasn't been in for a while), jasonmagick, justnate, and more Steven.

We also had the Mark from Monday, and a new singer, Anthony, that was very good. Also Danny, who's not been in for an even longer while. Danny was there celebrating a friend's birthday. In the process, he's engaged me to play at his birthday, which should be a lot of fun.

If I, um, have a vehicle by then, that is...

After the show, there was a very nice time chez April with Maggie, foxypinkninja, Timmie, and myself. Then home, and a few more hours of that "sleep" thing.

I wasn't quite sure what to expect today, because today is the birthday of She Whose Name Causes Terror. And in fact, around 1:00pm, I did get a call from her, to meet her and Heather at some odd location. Which turned out to be a hotel they were being kicked out of.

It appears that some partying went on last night, which included Desi - which means I at least got to see Desi for the first time in like two years. But mostly I got to stand around while everybody else got the hell out of dodge because a clerk was having a shit fit...

I ended up (sigh...) loaning Her Unnameableness some more money, because she'd managed to run through 200 minutes of talk time in a week, and needed to get her phone restarted. Then she took off with friends.

It's nice to feel needed. Really.

Since I was out - and all I had at home were unfinished taxes - I decided to shop around for yet another mic stand. I eventually found a nice one at Starving Musician for a reasonable price. I went for an old-style round base one this time. They're a lot harder to break than a tripod.

It was just about 5:00pm at that point, so I dropped into the Sunnyvale Fry's to weather the evening traffic for a bit. Which would've worked, if I hadn't gotten a call from a guy that wanted to buy one of my Craigslist items.

So I started home, taking Central to avoid the major part of the traffic. Which, of course, brings us to the beginning of this post.

Fortunately my buyer was willing to reschedule - he just left with the DSP110's in hand. And I have a little bit more money to put towards getting the car back on the road.

And so here I am, stuck at home, with not much here but the damn taxes.

What's a procrastinator to do?

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