Saturday Concert & LeStat's
I have been trying unsuccessfully for a number of years now to make it to LeStat's Coffee House on Adam's Ave. to hear Allison Lonsdale and Eben Brooks perform their folk music themed around role-playing, scifi, comic, and other geeky/smart/fandom type topics. Well, I finally made it to a show... Yay me! And whereas I was knew Allison was clever and funny and so expected to enjoy myself, I was delighted to discover a performing Tour de Force jammed into the coffee shop equivalent of a dive bar. I mean... Wow! I really enjoyed myself immensely! "Aunt Beast" was great... "Love Song for Coyote"... "Oxytocin High"... (I might be getting these titles wrong) and many others, both the originals and the parodies were super-fantastic. My Brain Plasticity went up just following the lyrical and conceptual geodesics.
It was also really nice to see Allison again, even if we only had the opportunity to chit-chat for a few minutes while she had a cigarette between sets. I hope this doesn't sound stalker-esque, but Allison is one of those people very high up on my list of "Folk I wish I spent more time with."
NEwayz... next concert is Setember 15th, and I shall make an effort to make it out for that.
Later Saturday evening, I went out to Rich's nightclub and that was kind of fun. It was relatively dead, actually, but I saw a few friends and danced a bit. The downside was that I lost my ATM card sometime during the evening. I got it canceled immediately and a replacement card is on the way. Fortunately, there were no unauthorized transactions pending at the bank this time... unlike last time I lost my card, when my entire checking account was emptied by morning because whoever found it was signing up for Internet porn sites. I mean... who'd'a'thunk there was actually a "Tranny Slut Bangers dot-com," ya' know? Sheesh! It was kind-of funny in that the banker... rather than reading the various charges off his screen, decided to print them out and pass it to me across the desk. I mean, there were literally dozens of porn sites. "Anal Angels," "Jiggling Juggs," and many others. I guess I can't blame him for not wanting to say them aloud in the middle of the bank.
That's it for now. The car needs an oil change, it's laundry day, and there're other minor tasks to perform, but life is generally good.
It was also really nice to see Allison again, even if we only had the opportunity to chit-chat for a few minutes while she had a cigarette between sets. I hope this doesn't sound stalker-esque, but Allison is one of those people very high up on my list of "Folk I wish I spent more time with."
NEwayz... next concert is Setember 15th, and I shall make an effort to make it out for that.
Later Saturday evening, I went out to Rich's nightclub and that was kind of fun. It was relatively dead, actually, but I saw a few friends and danced a bit. The downside was that I lost my ATM card sometime during the evening. I got it canceled immediately and a replacement card is on the way. Fortunately, there were no unauthorized transactions pending at the bank this time... unlike last time I lost my card, when my entire checking account was emptied by morning because whoever found it was signing up for Internet porn sites. I mean... who'd'a'thunk there was actually a "Tranny Slut Bangers dot-com," ya' know? Sheesh! It was kind-of funny in that the banker... rather than reading the various charges off his screen, decided to print them out and pass it to me across the desk. I mean, there were literally dozens of porn sites. "Anal Angels," "Jiggling Juggs," and many others. I guess I can't blame him for not wanting to say them aloud in the middle of the bank.
That's it for now. The car needs an oil change, it's laundry day, and there're other minor tasks to perform, but life is generally good.