At one point in the evening I looked out to see five bunnies frolicking on the grass next to the club.
Mike and I killed a pitcher of beer and ate burgers and dogs and yam fries. The sun and the mountains and the water put us in a damned good mood.
Then….. one of the BEST BEST BEST open mics ever, including a beautiful rendition of Wild Mountain Thyme (Mike and I admitted to each other after that we wept, thinking of John). The duo as the main event I’ve seen before (they inspired me to get a laptop snare) and they were awesome, I LOVE their choice of material. At the half Grant and Rozo appeared (Rozo used to be Vilma) and it was so good to see them.
Watched soccer at lunch yesterday at work. I was the only woman in the room. It was the Brazil PRK game.
Then I showed off Ziva and drove Mike home. Mike enjoyed not having to drive for a change; he called it a rare treat, and ya gotta love a sunroof on a night like that.