My weekend

Since I don't have any stunning revelations to share with y'all today, I thought I'd give you a quick recap of my weekend. Friday night I got to do a new function at my happy place, The Old Town School of Folk Music. I got to work hospitality for the Glen Phillips (of Toad the Wet Sprocket fame) show. This entailed me hovering around the office waiting for instruction from K1, the day of show producer, and K2 the house manager. Now, generally K1 scares the shit of of me. She's a little quiet, which I generally take to mean that she HATES me. Well, Friday night she was awesome to me, and taught me what to do without making me feel like a child. We chatted. K2 is already my friend and awesome in general, so that was all ok. K2 is funny as hell, and we have the same likes/dislikes of some people around the OTSFM, so we're allies. Anyway. Glen Phillips was very nice, yet quiet. He was kind and soft spoken. He had an opening act named Jonathan Kingham who is a fantastic human being. I spent more time with Jonathan than Glen, and we chatted. Jonathan is nice and chill and from Seattle. I had to get in his car with him to direct him to a secret parking spot, so we chatted quite a bit - Amen to Chicago's one way streets! He said that I have no Chicago accent.He loves Old Town's vibe. I found myself thinking that were he a Chicagoan, we'd totally be friends. We'd meet for coffee and have brunch. He'd teach me how to play guitar. Coolly. Anyway, since I don't know how to do that cool link stuff yet, please people, look up both Glen and Jonathan - they are FANTASTIC and you will not be disappointed. To look for: Jonathan's version of "Every little step I take". It'll change your life. Saturday - Hm. Ok, on the up side. I am so completely over smoking. T and I went to a casino in Indiana. HATED IT. The food was good. Surprisingly good actually. It had better be, for $32 a plate. The casino sucked major ass. Too smoky. Too many yucky leering types. Too few cheap slots w/ bonus rounds. So, we high-tailed it out of there after a few hours and headed back to blissfully smoke-free IL. Went to our old hang out, Jet's, for a quick drink. Ran into Mike J., owner of Jet's. NOw, Mike J is a wonderful guy. You kind of want to dislike him because he's my age, and owns a bar, and runs a restaurant, and is hot. BUT he's so freakin' nice that one can't dislike him at all. He's a good people. Sunday. Well. Sunday was Sunday. Sunday is as Sunday does. I don't like to do much on Sundays, and so far this year I've been mostly hungover most Sundays, so I don't plan to do things. Yesterday I was not hungover, but it was cold out and I didn't want to do much. I watched a surprisingly good silly movie "Stardust" (love me some Netflix) and also watched 3 episodes of Dexter Season 1. Love me some Dexter.