Wednesday, October 27, 2010

9/24 - Whole Foods

I made it to this gig and so did this woman who looked like a cross between the Swiss Miss girl, an Oktoberfest beer chick (not the young, sexy ones, but the older ones who who still see themselves as young and sexy), and just a wee bit of Flower Child thrown in. It was most interesting in a disturbing sort of way or disturbing in an interesting sort of way. Not sure if she dresses like that all the time, if that's what she wears when she goes grocery shopping, or if she was practicing for Halloween. Any of the choices was not a good choice.

We did have the cutest little princess there who clearly wanted to wear her Halloween costume ALL the time. I'm thinkin' that her parents had to wait for her to fall asleep so they could get that costume off her. She was dancing and twirling and having a ball. Get it ~ princess...having a ball...I crack my own self up.

Those were the highlights of this Whole Foods gig. Now, the next one will be a story to tell. It's on the 29th and we'll be dressed in full Halloween garb along with everyone else (unless they just told us that they all dress up to make us show up as the only ones in costume).

9/19 - Whole Foods

This was a Lolaless gig, which left the boys to report back, which means I got nothin'.

Thursday, October 14, 2010

9/10 - Mutt & Jeff's

A wee bit cool-ish, but still a patio gig.

Other than the scent of a cherry/vanilla cigar drifting in and out, the evening was pretty uneventful...until the baseball team(s) arrived.

One couple on the team had their daughter, Clara with them. She was a cutie-patootie, but she also had that serious look about her. Anyway, Clara was probably 4-ish, give or take an ish. I offered her the shaky egg and she took it as in took it back to the table where her parents were, where she seemed to find more enjoyment in rolling it around like a miniature ball than shaking it to keep the beat to the songs.

After a while, she came back up to us and just stood there, egg in hand. I motioned for her to come up to stand by me and the second she got "in the spotlight", she was a rock star and I thought for a brief moment that my position as egg shaker might be terminated.

Her mom took pictures and then when it was time for them to leave, Clara looked up at me with those dark, doe eyes and asked me in her teensie, tinsie voice if she could keep the egg. If it
weren't for the fact that it was a gift to me, I probably would have caved and given it to her.
And of course Jake tried to make me feel all guilty for telling her no. He's nice like that.