Still haven’t had much time to extoll the virtues of the mosaic show at LIT bar that opened tuesday night, but Brooks’ work, specifically including “Bucky … “, was a wonderful show and I do recommend you go. Look for the 9 mm bullets used in one of the better works and the lucid gold in several others.

Since then, I’ve been busy.

Wednesday was Paseo dinner and movie night. Dinner at Iron Star and a screening of ” ‘ Round Midnight” at my house just for three guys, but followed by some fun time in the wee hours. yeah, I know you want details, but you’ll have to suffer.

Thursday night, I went to G Spot and heard some good work done during open mic night — in particular an acoustic version of “500 Miles” that got the crowd singing along. From there to Flip’s and from there to bin 73.

Last night, dinner with my buds at Ajanta up on 122nd and Penn. (yeah, Larry P., it’s out of the bubble, but it was still damn good.) Then, we came to my house for a screening of “Broken Flowers”, the Jim Jarmusch film starring a deadpan Bill Murray, Sharon Stone and featuring a delicious bit of (almost) kid porn. The old friends made their way to their respective beds, but I rushed over to the GSpot for the last set EVER of Burschi Brothers on Paseo. Travis Linville was transcendent on his lead guitar. Wow!

Tonight is the fiEGGSta party, the omlette party, as it’s vernacularly known, but I won’t be doing that show, as glitterati as it might be. I’ll be feting Kat with a K at a birthday celebration because Kat’s more important to me than the glitterati I see among the Gang of 500 all too much. Besides, I WANT to dress up as a pirate. Or a ninja. I’ll decide before nine. I’ve been saying pirate, but I want a gold ear hoop and I’m not pierced and well, it’s just all so problematic from a wardrobe point of view… .

I’m in DanO’s lottery pool, but I want to assure you all that I’ll keep blogging even after I’m a milliionaire.