19 2005 |
Friday the 15th, of course, was our wedding anniversary, a day we spent roaming Minneapolis in search of relevant and interesting businesses, culminating in a visit to Lili's Burlesque, who performed a special set just for us...which was followed by the aforementioned car-towing event. Not our car, mind you, but someone much further from home. See, parking in downtown Minneapolis was limited due to an Aquatennial Block Party -- large stretches of parking meters, neutered by police blockades, blinked a hostile EXPIRED message at uncaring music-lovers who moshed to the tunes of the coolest musicians today.
...musicians like M Doughty, former Soul Coughing leader and current independent musician, whose blog I have linked over there on the right. I discovered his Minneapolis presence thanks to his blog: if I had only known he was performing, I might have wandered over in his direction and thrown a pair of panties at him...or something, I dunno, I've never been to a Minneapolis concert before. Undergarments were flying left and right at the Burlesque, so why not at Doughty's show?
But, I wondered: being so close, might have our paths crossed even closer? Mayhaps he even stopped in to see the Burlesque after his set, and I overlooked his presence due to the intersection of drunkenness and estimation of shutter speeds and f-stops. I had to meticulously examine the photos he posted to his blog in case he made a stop at a sushi bar, only to catch us in the act of interviewing the burlesque dancers in the distant background....or maybe my photos caught him peering in the restaurant windows, wondering why three sexy ladies are talking in front of an ancient Sony microphone and drinking $6.50 drinks paid for by the New Media & served in Rubenesque glasses. Hey, crazier things have happened: I almost tripped over Annie Potts once, and I even knew she might be in my way that afternoon. Tripping over Doughty would've been more fun, if only to say, "hey, I read your blog."