Tuesday Night

Okay, I know not a very creative title but its all I got right now. I am suffering from a mild case of writers block. So my creativity is not at its best.

Anyway, the other night I had plans with friends to hit up Da Poetry Lounge. For the past 4 Tuesday's (i think it has been four) we have been trying to get into this place but it has proven to be incredibly challenging. Now the first time we went we actually were able to make our way through those large wooden doors and enter the poetic sanctuary but unfortunately we have been unable to a second pilgrimage. Previously or obstacles ranged from the physical (the guy manning the gateway) to poor planning (we we simply late) and on our most recent attempt our failure was due to poor planning (we didn't have any cash and it was the one night of the month that there is an actual cover)
So in an effort to salvage the evening, especially since the primary goal was to spend time with the girls bonding we decided to go somewhere else and just hang out. The funniest part of this restructuring was our total lack of creativity. There was actually a moment where between the four of us we could think of nothing to do and no place to go. Did I mention we are in California standing in a parking lot on Melrose and Fairfax. Talk about spoiled Cali girls. So since I was not the only one suffering from a creative block we decided to call "Bob" See Bob is a very social guy and tends to always be on the go so we figured he would know of chill hang out spot.
To further my defense in my inability to find something creative to do... I have been having horrible phone issues and a that very day my phone crashed and rebooted itself, successfully deleting any and all "cool" information that may have been useful in that moment.

Okay back to Bob... We stood around the parking lot talking for about 45minutes. Of course flirting and harassing attractive men as the passed by (its our attempt at equality) After awhile we realized tat we are on freakin Melrose, there is always something to do... So we went to a pretty cool bookstore (yes bookstores can be cool... Shut up Isaac!)
Where we proceeded to mess with the poor guy just trying to buy some sand... Doesn' that sound odd... Its Cali, plenty of beaches and this guy is actually buying sand! Whatever...
Eventually we make our way to the every trendy Urth Cafe to nosh on some organic food and drink our green tea lattes (I am totally not making this up)

We shared stories (...We can all share our stories... Come together...with no...Worries - just for you Isaac) Expressed opinions and discovered truths about one another.
Although I must say Bob had one of the best stories about the girl sitting at the table across from us. Lets just say there was a toilet, a wad of paper and an ominous smell involved... LOL!


Of course we had the involved conversation about MJ and that was really cool but the best part of convo was the way it flowed and that had the greatest impact on me was a conversation that drifted from music and art to religion and humanity. Of course we didn't all always agree with one another but I never felt disrespected or like I wasn't being heard. We all had different moments of expressed passion as well as moments where it seemed like we were all of one mind. Even when the conversation splintered into sub-conversations it was always easy to make our way back to one another.

All in all it was a good night. I was able to reconnect to an old friend Raychel. Develop and stronger connection to a new friend Shakari, establish new boundaries with a close friend Natalie and as always enjoy the masterpiece that is Bob...
I didn't even mind getting up in the morning and going into work...Even if it was at the Bankruptcy Court.

Sherrie Q.