I am to the right of Annie Clark from St. Vincent. Holy crap I don't know what to do but my immediate tendency is to not say anything. Oh my god. One of the things I caught her asking was "So, what's the drumming situation?" to some fine man that she is with. Would I be an annoying fan? Should I leave a note? "Yeah, especially the harmony". . ."There's the intro. . ." Yellowish hat. Grayish peacoat(?). Skinny jeans. Wow, I am stunned and obsessed? "How did that song go? I'm trying to grab hold of it. . ." There was a mention of "bunny rabbits" I love bunny rabbits. god we are so alike. "marching band."
Completely starstruck, as Steve so eloquently defined my reactions as I was trying to read something that I wouldn't get to tonight because of her show and then she decides to sit down. It's only 10 pages and I could hardly absorb any of it. Priest on a train, in his sleep. . .trying to fondle some lady? Whoa I really have no idea.
The lady sitting at the table that Annie and two of her men friends were sitting at. . .is sitting in Annie's chair. Does she realize the significance in this?!!!! Okay, it's a chair. I will chill out. NAY I won't. I feel like I should tell her though, she must be an Annie fan. . .or maybe I am stereotyping much too quick.
Steve was so wrong. I told the girl that she was sitting in Annie's chair. I was right, she is a huge fan, but unfortunately can't go to the show. She was so so so glad I told her though.
The funny thing is, is that I went to the java house with the thought in my mind. . ."Oh, maybe Annie Clark will be there. If I catch her out and about, it must be there." SURE ENOUGH MY PREDICTION WAS RIGHT. I have real intuition. word holmes.
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