It Was Some Sort of Show. I think.

It's been a rather long day, which is fine, they often are, and I am just back from tonight's Gig. It was a Good Gig, as these things go, lots of people came down, including someone who mentioned she hadn't seen us since the Hera concert, but had now moved back, and when would Hera be playing here again. (Hera, when indeed??) Our new friend Aleta came and brought four of her friends and I found them absolutely delightful.

( Aleta, for the record is NOT, as she described herself "The frumpy old women at the bar" . Not in the slightest. Wonderfully fun. In fact, I kept looking for her, as she said she was coming, and when they all came in, I thought, well, no frumps there.)

I went for a brave new look tonight, and instead of Black, wore a New Spring Colour, for the first time this year. White shirt, black pants. Felt pretty sassy I did.

Sassy or not tho, I felt pretty dis-jointed from everything. Never felt like I got going, and was always behind things. Paul, who has been working non-stop on his Doctor Thesis Thing, and I would find ourselves looking blankly at the set list and asking the audience things like, "well what the heck do we play now???" And this was a Great audience, they were right with us and for us.

I found myself having conversations in my head with myself.

ME: (to myself) You have to get out there and help her.

MYSELF: Sod off. I'm tired.

ME: No really, she has been talking about Snow Parking for five minutes, and is suggesting that readings from Paul's Molecular Genetics Thesis might make for some fun.

MYSELF: So what? She knows what she's doing. I want my TiVo.

ME: No Tivo. Gig. We're all in this together. THINK of a song for her to play.

MYSELF: Ok , I have an idea.....

(songs go by)

ME: Johnny Cash followed by Polka, Polka, Polka??? THAT was your idea?????

MYSELF: Worked, didn't it??? How many episodes of Top Chef do you think the Tivo recorded today? And where are we going to plant those cool purple things we bought?

And so it went..

Cabal the Dog did not kill any cats, or eat anything bad. Queen Kitty yet lives..(Tho if she doesn't, I get to do the blog headed "The Queen is dead, long live the Queen" which might be poetic) Jungle Loves one and two, are sill in hiding, but Venus and Mim are curled in on my legs and it is cold enough for a fire, here at the Spooky House.

Where am I going to plant the cool purple things I bought yesterday???

Love and tired,
Lorraine