I'm back from a mighty fine night of work at the cafe doing the open mic night.
Since I dropped my face hair (after the Zappa show)i'm kind of into doing cool stuff with a full face.
Clown make-up is more fun with more face but tonight is a hosting gig in a cafe, no clown face here.
One thing that bothered me is seeing people steal coffee, I don't steal so when i see people steal, I lose respect for them...plus, stealing coffee is stealing from me because i get paid according to how much food and drinks people buy.
It rained a lot after the show tonight, Olive and I were really careful on our tall bikes because they don't have tight breaks. We just walk our bikes down the hills when it's really wet out. Her tall bike has no brakes but you don't need them, all ya do is step on the back wheel to stop. Olive is an AWSOME tall bike rider,
so graceful and solid, she has great balance and movement, I think the only thing that could trip her up is equipment failure so I bought her brand new, heavy duty wheels and spokes.
Tonight i think i became convinced that wet weather brings out the second hand cigarette smoke...or at least holds the smoke in the air right where my nostrils travel.
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