When you see an open door

This post is a depature from my normal writing (eg more diary format than more formalized thinking). Consider yourself warned.

Last night was great! Had a productive but unstressed day at work, they (my employer) took me to a fancy lunch, then we had happy hour at work, then when out for actual happy hour, made my way to the bar where a dear friend works and met up with another buddy. And that is not all! After I got done there I started walking home. I was walking past a music venue and it sounded like a good band was playing. I stood around the back entrance just listening. In short order I realized that the door was open. I waited. Some folks came out and quickly went back in. The music was great. I’m sure I’ve snuck into a show before at some point but I can’t remember when. I got there just in time for the last four songs of the night. This is who was playing:

Feeling like I’d had a pretty good day I continued on my way home. I again found myself at the back of the club. This time talking and hanging out with band. Awesome! Now I was definitely on my way home. I didn’t get too far. I was walking by an old, beat up house with a woman drinking wine out of a bottle on a porch under a red light. So of course I walked right up and introduced myself. She is from Germany and very nice. Offered me some of her wine and asked if I was from couchsurfing.com. I said yes, which is techinically true. I’m a member of the site I’m just not very active in the community. We talked a little more and then I made my way in to see this band:

The video doesn’t do justice to how great last night show was. I haven’t had so much fun in a long time. Dancing, laughing, and generally being rawkous. I ended up picking up their EP.