Last night, Miss Williams & I bundled ourselves into my little inferno-orange car to head into the city for The Magnetic Fields show at Union Transfer. Always a lovely time it is with the Miss Williams.
We were early, so went across the street to Llama Tooth. Upon entering, we were told that the patio was full & it would be a 45-minute wait for any food. Non-plussed, we decided to take a table & look over the menu & to have a drink…
and to admire the pastiche llama paintings hung all around…
(We both agreed that the llama in the bathroom was going just a bit too far somehow. I didn’t take a picture of that one. Wish that I had.)
We dashed back across the street for the show. Les Champs Magnétiques were wonderful. It took me back to my Postmodernism class at The New School, when Josh Gaylord first introduced me to them. I responded in-kind by introducing him to Buffy the Vampire Slayer; I even recall giving a presentation to our class on Buffy contre les vampires.
We need to have some sort of Nerd Nite-style salon here in South Jersey where eclectic types can gather to swap interests/nerdery. (Or is there already one & I am just left out of the loop?) I have more than enough nerdabilia & it does tend to clutter the old cache some.
Stockton tomorrow; then: spring break breaks!