Jazz and Friends

Dec 28, 2005 03:55

Went to a bar today in Hollywood/Los Feliz district of Los Angeles. Great fun was had. I left Pomona around 10:30 with Krystal and met up with Cristobal and Danny and his friends. The bar was great. There were these performers, Marty and [some girl] who invited patrons to sing jazz their favorite jazz tunes. The atmosphere would have been perfect if it weren't for this bitch waitress we had. She yelled at me for ordering drinks at the bar while I was sitting in her section. But I had opened a tab at the bar, before there was seating available...and when I went to close my tab, it was easier for me to order my second round of drinks while I did it. Plus, I don't like being barked at, you rude whore. I hate the woman. We named her Martha, for no reason other than that was what we thought her name was, but referred to her as Arthamay, in case her name actually was Martha and she heard us talking about her.

The jazz band was fantastic and Marty was just about the coolest effing drummer ever. She caught Krystal feigning to attempt to touch the Cornetists ass, and he was very amused and talked to us after their set. The cornetist, who was our age, was also very nice and warned us about one of the patrons who sang in diva-passed-her-prime fashion. Cris slipped him his number and he started to read it outloud. Oh my god, it was probably one of the most embarassing things I could have witness...but he was cool about it and Cris kind of shrugged it off. As it turned out, the Cornetist (Mike was his name) was straight and started to chat it up with this chunky girl who's a friend of one of Danny's friends.

After the jazz band's second set, we trotted off to a 24hr diner where we had a star-sighting (haha Julie). It was the fat-kid from all those mid-90s teamsports turn-around movies. You know, the carrot-topped gelatinous annoyance in The Sandlot. I had a float and tuna.

That was my day. Not super exciting but a fucking entertainment bonanza compared to my other nights. On the ride home, Krystal and I belted MJB's new album. Hot like fiya!
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