Here it is 3pm on the last day I'll have in the office until November 27th and I haven't even posted yet!  Well, I hate to leave you with the lingering image of a hot tub filled with poo from Tuesday's entry and the crazy cocaine lady from coat check from yesterday, so I guess I'll dredge up that one last story from coat check to tell you- it's short!

There was this one time in coat check that a lady came in around 3am, after the main crowd of people had checked in and partially dechecked already.  She came up to the counter to check her coat, and when I told her it was $2 (or maybe it was $3, I can't remember), she poured out a pile of change on the counter, and slowly began counting it.

I should mention that unless she was comped, she should have paid around $10 or $20 to get in, and drinks were $8-and-up, so she really isn't supposed to be running quite solow on cash when she's only just arrived.  She clearly had a lack of foresight, though possibly not a lack of drugs, as she seemed a little slow on the uptake, and completely lacking in embarrassment over having to count out change to check her coat.

I waited for about 10 awkward seconds as she counted, with people waiting behind her, until I helpfully suggested that she count up the money and then come and give me a holler when she'd reached the correct total.  I was skeptical she'd reach it, however, because from a glance she looked like she was about 10 dimes short of $2, but I figured I'd let her find that out on her own. 

I went to help other people, only to realize about 5 minutes later that the lady had simply left her coat draped over the counter and wandered about 10 feet away and nodded off in a corner within sight of the coat check.  Apparently, she'd spent her coat check money on either heroin or rohypnol.  I had to summon a security guard to go and give her her coat, since she'd never actually gotten her money together.  I'm not sure if she roused herself or if they escorted her out, but I always thought that she must have had an extremely shitty, or perhaps nonexistent, apartment to prefer sleeping on the floor of the Tunnel to going home. 

I'm going to Washington, D.C. tomorrow for a loooong weekend with Handsome Mister Goats.  We will be seeing Strangers With Candy Webmaster Tony and also the Holocaust Museum.  I feel like I should be able to make a joke involving those two things, but then I remembered the Holocaust is not funny...except for when they gassed the Jewish clowns, of course.  I'll bet that was hilaaarious!

Tuesday the 21st I'm either seeing the Borat movie with the Stump, or going once again to see adorable pixie sprite Inara George perform, this time as part of her new band The Bird And The Bee. 

After that, the Thanksgiving section of my vacation begins, with Thanksgiving in Minnesota with my parents.  I'll probably post something back in here again next week when I get the chance, but at the least I'll be back on 11/27/06.  Have fun, kiddies!

That is all.