It is early Sunday evening. I'm searching for Monday night events to help entertain my New York (/Spokane/Bellingham/Seattle) pal who is in town. The Stranger's calendar shows me a list of stuff. Since my roommate is gone and I scoff at the cats' judgment of me, I say aloud, "Boring, boring, boring... AIR GUITAR CHAMPIONSHIPS!"
Yes, the air guitar championships are coming to a nearby venue, and I am going.
"Psych!" says fate. "Cover is $14!"
Back to the internet and Kathy Griffin's Life on the D-List.
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