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Tuesday, Feb. 17, 2004 - 7:14 a.m.

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Trinke dich zuviel? At Else's Bar...

Hallo! Second entry tonight... the first on the movie and comic American Splendour here.

So, that was yesterday, and today I drew a bit, did dishes, washed lingerie (I washed wigs last night), and went to a very fun sultry evening of song at a bar called Else's.

A woman who worked at the coffeeshop I breakfast at was singing sort of torch songs... the ones she wrote herself were HILARIOUS in a snarky sort of way, sung in a smokey sexy voice... lyrics like "I should've known sooner... I was dealing with a schemer" and "Moments can be so sweet and delectable, but quickly turn to sour and unbearable".

The one that made me laugh the most went:

"How bad would I have to hurt you to make you write a song about me?"
"I don't want no sappy lullaby,
certainly not just a pathetic goodbye,
I want nothing less than a knife-twisting murder ballad."

Hehe. She liked it that I laughed. She sang alone with just an upright bass played to accompany her.

Many songs had scotch and cigarettes in them. I said I should remake some songs like that and replace the scotch with chamomile and the cigarettes with donuts or something. hehe. And do it deadpan and sultry. For the nonsmoker, reformed alcoholic crowd.

After a break, she did some German and French cabaret songs... some Marlene Deitrich, some Bertoldt Brecht, some Jacques Brel. Accompanied by the bass and a fantastic pianist.

I went with another waitress from the same coffeeshop, who invited her funky colocataire friends (she lives in a 3 floor loft space, 2500 sq feet per floor!)... artists, musicians and a circus school girl. Circus school girl told me about her valentines party costume... she dressed as a carrot! And she promised to email me a photo that I can put in this diary... so photo to come. If not, I will scan in the cartoon sketch I did on a napkin, of her description. She laughed and said it was pretty close. Imagine saran wrap and carrots! Very funny.

Anyways, a very fun night. Laughter and music, sexiness and German... "Ich rauche zuviel, Ich trinke zuviel, Trinkst du auch zuviel??" la la la... I apologize for any German spelling mistakes cuz it is 7:30 am and I am too tired to get off my chair and get my dictionary.

Ich trinke nicht zuviel... ich drinke nur Kaffe. Haha... too much caffeine today! I had to end up doing decafs after spending from 4pm to midnight in coffeeshop/bars. :)

Now I am off to sleep perchance to dream....

Sweet dreams, y'all! tah!

xxhugs to all and to me, myself, wenchie.

Here is my horoscope for Monday, February 16:

Your enthusiasm leads you in circles. People that have already heard this story stop you from telling it again. If you can't come up with new material, find a new audience that will appreciate the old stuff.

Well, that was my horoscope. I don't actually think I spoke to a single person today who knows me well, so I guess I got a new audience! And I don't think I told a single story tonight that I've told often. Nope! New company, new sights, new things. Very fun day. yup.

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previous meanderings - future past

Goodbye Michael. May your next life be kinder to you. - Thursday, Jun. 25, 2009
Taking Care of Your Cows - Thursday, Jun. 25, 2009
Saint Joseph robs the cradle and eats spaghetti - Sunday, Jun. 14, 2009
sticky notes and broken irises - Friday, Jun. 12, 2009
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