The One Hundred and Twenty Ninth...

Number One Hundred and Twenty Nine:

Sprout, Funk Brunch, Soul Hash

The good people at Sprout let me do a Funk Brunch set at their restaurant! PLUS, they did a rad menu to accompany!

I got there around 11 and got set up and just started spinning records and playing funk from the 60s & 70s. Hope was there to help and she had a blast too. At first only a few people came, then gradually it got pretty busy. They put me in the front corner and just let me go at it. I had a magnetic board to let people spell stuff, a la Soul Train Scramble Board, but I couldn't see it, so all kinds of silly stuff was being put up. Still made it fun! I also had a box of records to give away, with a sign on it that read, "dance for a record" but no one took any; well no one danced for any either! A lot of people did manage to bop around in their chairs while they ate, so that was good enough for me! Here is the playlist, kind of, which I kept writing on this giant sized post-it paper, the kind they use for office meeting and stuff. I forgot some songs in between and at the end just stopped writing them down, but still a damn fine representation!

I didn't get enough pictures, should have had the kid do it, but there was a nice crowd I would say. I will call the Funk Brunch a success and hope to do it again sometime! This Napstache is toward the end of it, hearing that the sign had letters spelled out, "Grey is not Funky"! Bullshit! I was laying the FUNK for close to four hours! BOOM!

The One Hundred and Thirteenth...

Number One Hundred Thirteen:

Padow's, Lunch, Roast beef and turkey

Quick bite at this okay place that might be sliding downhill to mediocrity. I see they now have draft beer which consists of regular lite beer crap and some Legend. But more importantly was my trip to Michaels next door to score a 40% sale on something special for the Funk Brunch in a couple of weeks! ;-)

Oh, also, Carolyn, who is on vacation on some cruise in Mexico, submitted a Napstache. First one out of country!

The One Hundred and Fifth...

Number One Hundred and Five:

Riverbound Cafe, Lunch, Cuban Pork Sandwich

After a pretty quick and painless training session on paperback cataloging at work, Emily and I had the chance to head up to Riverbound for lunch. First though, I had to get a couple of flyers made of this FUNK BRUNCH that I am doing at Sprout in March. Luckily, a UPS Store was next door to the restaurant so we went in. Unluckily, most of the people working there were a little dim. Nice enough, but the bulbs weren't too well lit. Of course, you can't really expect a lot from a shipping store that wants to have a little of everything for your ship/packaging/copy needs so...

The first employee seemed like a teen that had just finished high school and was trying to make her way; spoke not a bit and did nothing but observe. A trainee perhaps. The second, a slightly older young man who was most helpful, but didn't quite have the experience to finish the job and had to get the manager, an older woman in her 50s probably on her way out to lunch, to help open the file and print. His customer service was good though and gave me free copies of their accidental misprinting of my stuff. The manager herself needed to take a couple of whacks at it as well so, like I said, their expertise was probably in shipping.

After that episode, and I won't even go into the odd old redneck dude that ordered an ENORMOUS bag of pink packing peanuts, we got to witness some competence in our waitress. She was quick, friendly and on the ball. Most of the wait staff at Riverbound are doofuses, she however, had her head on straight. At least I like to think so. Older twenties, probably a grad student, could interact socially without appearing creepy or odd. She would do quite well in a fan eatery! Anyway, the sandwich I had was some chalkboard special, some kind of white boy attempt at a Pork Cuban sandwich; which meant pork tenderloin, apparently DILL pickles, swiss cheese and a slice of ham. Lacked flavor, so ketchup had to help.