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2003-03-15 12:06:14 ET I had a busy day yesterday. It was payday so I had to trek up to work and to the bank. Then it was off to Ozone UK to pick up a couple of special order cds. Janelle’s urgent need to talk to me surprised me when I walked through the door. I might have a second part-time accessory buying job at Ozone! Maybe I can get them to pay me in music...hmmm... I left Ozone UK and hopped a bus back to the east side. Made a quick browse through the other Ozone Records and found Ammo Age of Terminal Irony for $7.99. It was shaping up my luck day. I had to leave the store quickly in case I should do myself lots of harm in the pocketbook. After that I walked down Grand Ave. to Andy and Bax. I needed an ammo can for carrying cds in. $4.00 later I had one. Stopped in Rejuvenation Hardware just to browse their beautiful old style house fixtures. I wound up leaving with a book on landscaping in the Pacific Northwest. But true excitement was at the mega Goodwill store. Not only did I buy a jar to keep my cotton balls in, but also I got to see some guy get busted for dashing from the store with a cart full of stuff. Fun, fun... From there I was to go over to my friend Jme 's but she wasn't home yet. So I walked back to my favorite dive bar on Grand, My Father's Place, and had a hefeweizen pit stop. I left a message on Jme's voicemail about where I was. She returned the call and I was off to her place to play with dj equipment, in preparation for me becoming a live dj for Flux at the end of April. I'm extremely anxious and excited about it. But anyway, I had fun playing with her Newmark and getting the basic mechanics down while serenading Jme and her roommate Drew with lovely thumpy beats. After a good game of Scattergories and tasty Papa John's pizza I went home and promptly passed out. Eh, I should do something around the house before I'm pulled away for the rest of the night. Comedy at Harvey's (courtesy of the Hinamon) and Flux are in the plans for tonight. *Edit: I left out the part when I was called a "poseur" to my back by some stupid punk kid (yes kid, he couldn't have been more than 16) sparechanging outside of Walgreens. I graced him with nothing more than my middle finger and kept walking. Not worth my time. |
