Am catching up on some domestic work I've been neglecting. I'm all about recycling and being kind to mother Earth but I draw the line at recycling underwear! Time to do the laundry! I don't have a wash room per se so I fold clothes on my kitchen table. I tell people who come into my house that, if there's underwear on the kitchen table, there's a 98 percent chance it's clean (there is always that minute possibility that the guest has walked into something kinky but that's only a remote, outside chance. Still, there are never any guarantees in this life are there...?)
Speaking of kinky stuff and things that go bump in the night, if you didn't make it to the UUCS Espresso Yourself Coffeehouse last night, you missed another good one. I could just watch and listen to Joel Anderson play violin all night and the banter between him and Don Rollins is fun to watch, both of them natural hams.
My own hubby and son, Nigel, did a wicked rendition of George Thorogood's Bad to the Bone with lead singer Jeff on guitar, Nigel with his sultry baritone saxophone, and a supporting drum line played through Nigel's ipod. Both are so electronically adept and George would be proud!
Another "Partridge Family" act was Nana & Two Grandchildren, Abby Fowler (I wish she were my grandmother!) on keyboard, granddaughter Paige playing flute and big brother Tristen on trombone. The trio was simply charming and they played so well together as did Teresa and Chuck Hall, who found their groove playing a Steve Miller tune.
The patient, good-natured audience suffered through yet another of my scripted monologues, my lame attempt at humor, this one about my upcoming trip, and Jeni Allred shared some of her verse, this time calling on her sunny muse. And of course there were many other talented performers, too many to name here, and we rocked and rolled our way along for two and half hours. The good news is these coffeehouses will run through the summer, the next one set for June 25.
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