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Saturday, November 19, 2005

Friday night at the Fenix

While it was painfully slow night at the club, the evening was not lost to some classic moments while I entertained the patrons who were there. One of these moments occurred while I was entertaining two middle age women. It's not uncommon when someone wants to bust my balls and put their card somewhere other than the spot where I am asking them to. Normally I will accommodate them and use a alternate control. Tonight was different. The woman said, "Why do I have to put it there?" I answered her, "Because if you don't, I'm gonna slap the fuck out of you." She looked at me in disbelief. She said she was old and cynical. After I finished performing for her and her friend, she paid me a high compliment by saying she was no longer cynical. I gave her a high five on that one!

Another moment occurred while I was performing the card on the ceiling. I don't know what happened but after the card stuck to the ceiling, there was a rubber band malfunction. All the cards showered us as they descended 18 feet. They hit the floor, scattered all over the place. All I knew, was that I wasn't going to be the one to pick them all up. Before I knew it, several staff members scurried around and picked up every last one of them. I felt like I should have tipped them out.

One last comment of my evening at the Fenix, I don't completely relate to the music. The techno beat blares and I try and find my groove. Tonight I heard a song (if you can call it one) that I had never heard. The hook went. . . Fuck the same old way. . . Fuck the same old way. . . Fuck the same old way. . . Fuck the same old way. . . Fuck the same old way. . . Fuck the same old way. . . Fuck the same old way. . . Fuck the same old way. . . Fuck the same old way. . . Fuck the same old way. . . Fuck the same old way. . . Fuck the same old way. . . this went on for several minutes before I realized the genius of it. How brilliant is that!!?? What a great metaphor for real life Fuck the same old way. . . Fuck the same old way. . . Fuck the same old way. . . I get it completely!!! Does that make me hip? I didn't think so. . . but I can always hope.

When I got home I left a message on Megan's machine asking her when can we go out. I hope to hear from her soon.

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