Knowing where to look
Last night, I got a free pass to go out and so I called a friend to go hear music but he was shooting Irma Thomas at the newly opened Joy Theater on Canal Street (can’t compete with that!). Then I called a friend to head over to Chickie Wah Wah with me and hear some twangy guitar music but she was at a performance. I called another friend who was on her way over to Fatoush and pretty soon I was in the company of six gal pals and having some delicious food and wine and happy I had hit the jackpot behind call number three.
The problem that happens when you don’t go out, don’t hook up with your friends often, and don’t even know what is going on, is that you are out of touch and even with a free pass to get out of the house, you’re faced with not being on anyone’s A-list and not knowing where to go. I had a lot of options to just go it solo, and while that often has an appeal to me, I made the right choice last night in finding six women I rarely get to spend time with to pass the night.