Sometimes I like to dress up when I play guitar. It inspires me.
The best is when a good friend comes home for a visit…and plays music for you.
Had another drink during the Q & A (which he rocked BTW).
Stuck around to enjoy a few more beverages and eats while taking in the vocal stylings of an indie artist.
A few more people arrived, a few more drinks were served but it was still pretty mellow.
I don’t know when things started to get fuzzy.
It may have been due to the lack of food (I’m small but I eat A LOT).
It may have been due to the weather.
It couldn’t have been due to the shots.
I do remember being packed like a sardine in a cab.
I do remember the band.
Apparently I met one of the Winklevoss twins (he was 6’6”).
He didn’t like that I kept calling him Winklevoss. Whatever dude. You can call me Lucy Liu if you want.
The rest of night is a bit fuzzy. I blame Dakota Tavern. It always seems to happen there.