Today is a day off for me. No, I do not work for the government! For some weird reason my employer gives us federal holidays off. I love it. Except my customers can’t figure out why I am not available and they freak out a little bit. At any rate I spent the morning cleaning and re-arranging the donnavilla. It’s a remarkable improvement. The dust is gone. There’s still more to do but I can’t help but rest a little and look out at my furniture that no longer looks velvet and smile.

Last week I went to the Electric Factory and saw Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds. I am happy to report I was not the oldest lady in the room. There was one chick older than me. Although I was the only person not high on marijuana. The opening band was Kid Congo and the Pink Monkey Birds. They were great. When Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds finally took to the stage I mistook the one drummer for Nick Cave. He was wearing a navy blazer and khaki trousers. I couldn’t help but feel almost disappointed. But then he went behind one of the drum sets and out came this skinny, old, porn star looking leprechaun and I breathed a sign of relief… now this is Nick Cave!

Here’s a clip from the concert I found on Youtube:

I was standing right next to the guy who was hooting so loudly. On my other side was a woman with blond hair who appeared to be giving a lap dance to an invisible man. It was odd. Heck, everyone there was odd. It was a lot of fun.