Today, we had a low-key fundraising event, a showcase for local storytellers that mainly appeals to the NPR set... you know, nerds like myself. On a typical weekend day, I can lock up at 7PM, and I have the place to myself for the rest of the shift. Tonight, I just finished running around and locking up everything after the event ended. It was a busy night, but I was able to score a couple of delicious samosas and bhel puri from one of the featured caterers, and a slice of blueberry pie from the other caterer. Needless to say, that was some good carbo-loading for the post-event dash.
It's now quiet, maybe a little too quiet, so I think I've going to blast my current earworm, which is Saint Motel's Destroyer:
I love the catchy lyrics, though in this live version, the chorus is muted in comparison with the studio version. The saxophone knocks this single out of the park, though, lending it a slightly sleazy 'Electric-Six'-esque vibe.
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