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Monday, March 14, 2005

Goin' to California

For the concert of the year in San Jose, starring none other than Def Leopard & Bryan Adams. One night, one stage. Okay, okay, I'm not seriously going. However, I did seriously go to Apostle of Hustle & Stars on Saturday night & popped my Empty Bottle cherry. I saw A of H w/ Luna @ the Abbey a few months ago but not Stars. This time A of H brought a female flamenco dancer, who not only played the castanettes & used her feet as a percussion instrument, inspired myself & date of the evening (thanks K!) to pick up Flamenco as opposed to tap next term. Added bonus, K & I received one of the worst pick up lines from 2 of the most obnoxious men I've ever heard speak. Scene: K & I standing by the wall roughly 2 feet apart. The taller & less obnoxious of the undynamic duo behind us pokes his head between ours & asks us "if we think she's sexy", referring to the Flamenco Dancer Lady. K attempts to stare straight ahead. However, I saw him out of the corner of my eye & looked over to respond with "no, not particularly". K's face erupts in a puzzled look as she asks "do you think he was trying to find out if we're lesbians?". Granted, two girls at a show together is questionable but I told her that I thought it was more his testing the waters for receptiveness. To which we set a very clear tone that we were not, in fact, looking to talk to these men. So A of H's part of the show just plain rocked. Stars came on around 11:45 to greatly impress, as well. If the chance comes around again, will definitely make a point to see them. One of the larger happenings of the night was that K got a chance to meet Dr. Danger, the completely ambiguous lack of relationship or whatever the fuck it was of a few months ago. Since we decided that Merlin, the Teste-faced cat was to be incorporated in as much conversation as possible, she commented that Dr. D's cuter than M, tt-fc, (which I'd have to agree with) & that Dr. D's a nice guy (which I'd also agree with). He & I had dinner earlier in the week, where he gave a much needed twist of perspective which helped out quite a bit. Unfortunately, I didn't get a chance to thank him for that. Maybe if I remember if we talk again. For now, I've gotta stop thinking about that & concentrate on working.


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