We had three sound techs (two of who’s name were Anus-uhmm, it’s all in how you pronounce it!), a stage hand and a light tech. I wondered if they were expecting my 12 piece band!? The sound was full and warm and the room had a big rock style to it with black walls and ceilings that seemed to reach the sky. By signing CDs and spelling out many new and very unique names I am learning the sounds of the language. The language seems basic, but the vowels are tricky and some involve having your tongue loose and just about resting on your bottom lip. In the center of town I was tempted by all the lingerie swaying in the wind on the sales (Fertig!) racks outside the shops. Time for a new pink bra! It’s also time for a Laundromat as Jason and I both have chocolate stains on the crotch part of the pants we wear in the car. Dark chocolate flakes become chocolate brown stains. At first the tide stick is ALL you need (it’s like liquid paper for a typo!), but after about three or four smudges, it is time to just do a real wash. Last time we did a wash we found a completely automated Laundromat whose dryer was so hot that I lay down now to get my jeans over my ass and Jason’s wool/cotton toque with skull and crossbones has become a half-sized beanie.
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