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Lowest of the low, the STC mentoring program, some bluegrass, and some blues at scareyoke...

I was up at 6:30, and pulling into the office at 7:15. No traffic. Front row parking. Third car. Who's counting?

I had the most productive work day in I don't know how long.

Rhonda and I had the funniest conversation about "the diversity contingency" and "who's the lowest of the low." It digressed to a limbo dance, where the lowest of the low actually "won" — as that is the nature of the low.




I picked up Kim at her place off Avent Ferry, and we car-pooled to the Carolina Cafe & Bakery at "The Arboretum" in Cary. I had no idea this little shopping area was called "The Arboretum"; I've been there many times, mostly to The Peanut Roaster that's there.

We met with Emily, who I thought was just hysterical, and Andy, both from the STC Carolina chapter on establishing a joint mentoring program for this up-coming school year.

While we waited to start, Emily told this incredibly funny story about the fish tanks in her office. I laughed and laughed and laughed.

Our meeting, once started, was productive, and stayed on track for the most part. We adjourned with "a plan."



I met Joe at Helios, where shortly after I arrived a bluegrass band started playing. The guy playing the bass in the group was absolutely gorgeous.

Joe and I both had in our iPod earbuds, and wavered between feeling like it was rude and enjoying our own music. After all, it wasn't like we went there to hear the music. We had no idea they were having live entertainment tonight.

Although bluegrass music gets on my last nerve after about five minutes, okay three minutes sometimes, I must say if I had to listen to that genre, I'd be open to listening to these guys.

Evidently, a lot of people do like bluegrass music, as the place got quite crowded over the next hour or so. Of course, with four band members, and four or five of each of their friends or families coming to hear them, that alone would create quite the crowd. I'm just saying.



Somewhere between 9:30 and 10:00, we headed over to Flex for scareyoke.

Joe and I played three games of pool, and the night degenerated from there.

Dustin is so incredibly annoying  that Joe got to the point of not being able to stand it any more, and left.

I didn't stay much longer, and at the time I left, there were literally three people left on the karaoke side of the bar — Dave, Robbie, and Robbie's new boyfriend. I swear to god.

And the other side of the bar was quite crowded — read: no one gave a flying fuck about the karaoke, and the tiresome, queeny, bitch-slapping, drag-queeny yammering and endless drivel going on on the other side of the bar.

"Why do you keep going there?" you might ask. Good damn question.
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