The Autumndude came through town last weekend so B and I went to see their show. It's always fun to see friends out of the usual context. We had a drink at a nearby cafe because the venue they were playing at - which was Plan B because the original was recovering from a flood - wasn't technically a licensed bar, though once things got going they were accepting 'donations' in exchange for brown bottles. When we moseyed over, there were quite a few people there - or maybe it just felt that way because it was so small. I got talking to this odd guy who was dressed like Merlin. He was one of those people who has allegedly worked all over the world but has chosen to settle in One Great City! Why, I don't know. He asked me what I did and when I told him I was in school he said, still?, which is quite funny because you're just not supposed to say that sort of thing if you're slick, which I think he thought he was. From then on, he kept shouting out a shortened version of my name to people when I passed him and announcing that I had my master's, which is neither true nor of much interest to people who don't know me (or to people who do, for that matter!). Anyway, he was nice enough.
This was the evening after the run. At the best of times, I'd be ready for bed 10:00, so things weren't looking promising when the first act didn't get going until 11:00 or so. I managed to stay awake for the first two bands, and both were excellent, but alas, I couldn't make it through that last stretch, so there I was, passed out in the front row of a teeny-tiny venue as my good friends played and sang their hearts out. What a supportive fan.
She has her master's, though.
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I was one of five people in the audience up here and it was a big place. As A put it, this is just a typical gig for the SL in Etown. I sat with a guy who knew a guy I work with and much sideways non-gossip, but sort-of gossip ensued. It was followed by a certain 24hr diner chain where I was wide awake for once. the food was gross, expensive and they no longer serve grilled cheese (?!!). I think you would have hated this portion of the evening, especially if tired.
I wish you had a photo of yourself asleep at the wheel of your friendship. You could call it The Master Friend. ooh! ooh! you could have the Merlin guy in the background yelling that out. It's times like these that I wish I was a cartoonist.
Ha ha! The whole thing! Funny night, and great cartoon idea. Weird because lately I've been thinking of cartoon sequences - I imagine the whole story and what the characters would look like, but I am paralysed by lack of cartooning knowledge!
hahaha
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