- First, WTF is up with the unsolicited advice of late? Seriously, if I need advice, I swear, I will go ask for it.
- Once again, you want to find the oldest guy at the bar, come find me, cause he’s sitting next to me… Talked to a guy last night who is a singer who claims he played with Bonnie Raitt. Dude is old school blues, and I kinda believe him - he gave me a website that I have to go find now cause it’s somewhere at the bottom of my purse, but that was pretty cool. He played in DC way back in the day said he was at a club on 14th Street w/his band one night and then went and found 4 more guys to play with them so they could have a 9 horn band and the owner of the club wouldn’t let them play because the added band members were black. So he went next door, asked that club owner if they could play there, and they said sure. The crew got everything setup over there, he went back to the first club where the crowd was waiting for things to start and basically said “We’re playing next door now, starts in 5 minutes, see you there” and 350 people cleared the club and went next door.
- So yeah, I went out for a couple beers last night and to see the O’s/Nat’s game & hockey playoffs. End up sitting next to a gal who I run into there every now and again. Her EX boyfriend is sitting on the other side of her, and does a masterful job of proving why sometimes you can’t be friends afterwards if you’re still freaking hung up on her and going to be a fuckwit about it. She and I are chatting on and off during the evening and some other folks come and go as the night goes on and he is pretty much being an jerk to anyone talking to her. Idiot, get over it. She’s not your date, she’s not your girlfriend, no one is moving in on your territory because you don’t HAVE any territory!
