I told everyone I was going to be at the door taking tickets “early”, but it turns out I did the 730 p.m. to close shift at the OVAC 12X12 show. Saw lots of my peeps and tweeps. I got a flashing star to put on my lapel to indicate that I was a volunteer, but most people couldn’t stand to talk to me while it brightly went from blue to red — it was seizure-inducing, several people said.
I started to “make a night of it” and stopped by Flip’s. Saw Julie P., her enfianced sister and a couple of friends, but after that, on my way to who knows where, I just sort of quit and went home about 10:30 or 11 p.m. Guess I’d been on my feet longer than I thought.
Don’t tell anyone, but I thought the 12X12 was weaker this year than in years past. The economy?
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