My good neighbor called to say that he was making margaritas and was I coming by to have one – I told him I had Jake and was headed to Swirl later but would stop by – he said, uh, um, could you bring G because I have a buddy who wants to meet her. Sure, I said. So after L picked up J, I went over and checked out the buddy first – I tried to check him out with my binoculars when he and R were sitting in front on the bayou but got busted when they both turned to look at my house and I was crouching in the window.
I arrived at Swirl and delivered the news – worthy of checking him out – and so we left Swirl after the tasting and went by to meet the buddy. And then J showed up and we all ended up going to Chickie Wah Wah, which has been closed since Jazz Fest. It was open mic and let me tell you – we were there to support the venue, but I’d rather have had open IPOD instead of open mic. The buddy showed up at some point before we left.