It started with a pretty flawless plan - Fish Tacos, beer, Mortified, and beer. I was impressed with Amanda who in an utterly un-girl fashion got home from work and in something like 15 minutes was ready to go before I could raid her cupboards for booze and accidentally find her sex toys while looking for stationery. Even though getting off of work at 5 and having to be at a show at 8 meant NO ZACHARY'S PIZZA, I did at least get to be near Zachary's and could sense its aura (I'll probably have to blog about Zachary's Pizza some day but it won't be because I name my future son Zachary...Erin already said 'no') Rubio's was a good alternative and it kept us on time (hmm...Rubio Bairdsmith?). The show was at The Down Low on Shattuck which is a cool venue but I had to admit I felt a little out of place having forgotten my keffiyeh and fedora back at home (I still can't find skinny-jeans in a 36" inseam, BLAST!) The show consisted of 5 people taking turns reading from notes, journals, short stories, and songs they had written at the peak of their adolescent delusion and confusion. Great stuff. I was in tears. I didn't see much of Amanda at the show. She was giving off the 'recently divorced' vibe and it was attracting attention. I for one want nothing more than for her to be happy (i.e. 'get some') so as soon as a cute guy struck up a conversation with her I made my way quietly to the third-wheel section with the other platon-o-pals and lesbros.
After the show Amanda was down to hit the Berkeley bar scene and I was the one making the 'meh' noises, ME!?!? Mr. Last One Standing!?! Shameful, but in my defense drinking would have meant stumbling to my parents house to crash in the guest room for the night and I just didn't trust Amanda that much. So instead we drove home BUT we stopped off at the greatest little pub this side of the pond, Toad in the Hole. Not only was there Guinness on proper tap but there was an unexpected and total night-making surprise. There were these two girls there who looked like pin-ups but sounded like the Andrew Sisters performing cover songs a la ukulele. Things like Prince, Michael Jackson, and Bruce Springsteen...but AWESOMER!! They sounded amazing and they call themselves The Paper Dolls. I guess they play at Toad a lot so check them out, seriously. I love them.
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