Just before midnight, I made it into the Roost to check out the Saturday night music performance. I asked for a random song and K.K. played K.K. Ska for me.
Mott was home, so I was able to check out his house now that he’s unpacked. He had a nice spa theme going on…but what’s with the amazing machine up there? One of these things is not like the others. Is he going to be electrocuting people once they get in the tub?
Outside, Twiggy asked me to invite some friends over. Sorry, no can do. She protested, saying that her social networking all depends on me. That statement would have been funnier if she had included her catchphrase, “retweet me.”
When I ran into Alli, she really wanted the racer 6 shirt in my pockets. She even insulted me, saying I look less handsome when I carry it around!
She offered me a mosaic wall for it, and I went ahead and made the trade.