The rest of the day was relatively calm. I got myself a new license plate frame for whatever car I end up getting, since the old rear frame is no more. We had lunch.
Things are a little hazy (it's been over a week, after all), but I believe I dropped the One With Unrealistic Expectations of Privacy back at her mom's place, came home, loaded up, and headed off to the bar for a fabulous evening.
And it was, in fact, a reasonably fabulous evening. Richard T. brought in a nice little group including Julie, Stacey came by with Miki, Kathy & David J sang three songs each, there was Andrew, and even a little bit of Honey and Joni. Very nice for a Monday - and since Mark was there, my tips were very nice. The bar did... OK. I did just fine.
So 16 individual singers, and 7 rotations. Not too shabby.
Tuesday was another night at Dev's place, which was much fun - it was named as my birthday party. They even got me both a lemon meringue and a coconut cream pie as birthday, uh, cakes. Not a lot of people, which wasn't too surprising - not only was it the day after Con, but it was Memorial Day week. A lot of people were elsewhere.
I don't have the chart, but I seem to remember we had something like 9 singers, and went for 7 or 8 rotations. We closed down around 12:30am, which was fine by me - I was running on rather minimal amounts of sleep.
Wednesday I had no show (which of course I only verified after calling Cher in the afternoon), but the day was spent doing stuff with She Who Is Not To Be Identified. What, I really don't remember at this point.
We apparently went to Chevy's somewhere in there.
Thursday during the day was fun, if slightly sleep-deprived. I got Herself to job training around 10:00am, hung out in the afternoon, then had dinner with her and tankgirl at the Old Spaghetti Factory. It was interesting seeing them meet.
The Thursday show was very very nice, if now a little vague in my memory. Albert was there, having fun teasing synkitty. We had a nice bit of megnc86, some snafflekid, a touch of justnate, some Aaron, and whole cast of people - there were 31 individual singers for the night (and 6 rotations). Marissa got Eddie and Shawn out of the house again, and this time brought her girlfriend, Ashley, who had an enormously fun time being a cute blonde drunk.
I haven't had a drunk girl braid my hair in quite some time.
Friday during the day was relatively relaxed - I met She Who Is Obscure at El Chalateco on S 10th for pupusas and other Salvadorian treats, and then settled in to prepping for Danny's party on Saturday.
Danny, in fact, had been in on Thursday to pay me, and get me four CDs of music for the party.
And that all will be continued on the next rock.