1. TAPAS! We had dinner Friday with an assortment, including Evil BookPimp and her hubby, a new friend the Evil Music Pimp (more on that later) and yet another Evil Book Pimp and HER husband. The restaurant was called "Spain" and it was a short walk from the hotel (Yes, I actually LEFT THE HOTEL). It was a clean, white, modern space. We ordered a variety of yummy things and everything I tasted was completely excellent, including a Sangria made with a white wine -- we think it was a riesling -- and a lot of lemons. However, all was not perfect in Spain. Much was ridiculous.
There was live music -- a group of three men, two on guitars and one playing some sort of hand-beaten drum, Spanish style music. It wasn't too bad, except it was TOO LOUD. We were in the rear of the restaurant and were shouting to each other across the narrow table. Then, the music changed and three of us (EBP1, EMP and me) realized they were playing "Careless Whisper". WHAM! Spanish Style? WTF? It was at this moment EMP said "Hey, it could be worse. They could play Stairway to Heaven." They played "Hotel California" instead.
Stairway to Heaven would show up later in the evening. I am not kidding. I have witnesses.
There was also Spanish style service, at least according to the people who'd actually been to Spain. Our server was very nice, very attentive, and very damned hard to find most of the time. We saw two servers working the floor. We could also see about 3 other people, dressed as servers, peeking around the kitchen doorway, or talking on their cellphones. They never once took a step toward a customer except by accident. The meal took over 2 hours. I've had tapas before. They do not take that long to make. It's sort of the point.
But the food was so very excellent. We are now hunting for some place that does such delicious food in our area (ok, in Orlando).
2. Evil Music Pimp
Oddball, or just cheap, cds. I bought the following (because she kept putting stuff out on her table every time I combed it over).
- Rock Steady - No Doubt
- Everybody Hertz - Air
- 100th Window - Massive Attack
- Amarantine - Enya
- Sweet Dreams (are made of This) - Eurythmics
- Medusa - Annie Lennox
- Reinventing the 80's volume 2 - various
- All You Can Eat - k.d. lang (this might end up as a present)
- School House Rock Rocks - various
- Amplified Heart - Everything But The Girl
- V for Vendetta soundtrack
- Hercules soundtrack (the Disney one -- that's for The Husband)
- One - Dirty Vegas
- Professional Widow - Tori Amos
- The Messenger Original Soundtrack - Eric Serra
- Poptronica Romance - various
Yes, someone else who will take my money while smiling. Yes, I bought some books, too, but mostly oddball reference works.
3. People I hadn't seen in a long while popping up. Some are local friends who just sort of vanished into their own lives. One was Gamera Spinning.
4. A teeny plushy Camel for my collection. I have named him Pitooie.
1. The hotel bed felt exactly like Jello with a thick piece of cardboard on top. It was hard, yet wiggly. I have all new joint pain.
2. Slugs. I will not explain. Those who need to know understand. Those who are incurably curious probably would rather not know.
3. Mediocre sales. Hardly a thing moved. Most sales were quicky custom jobs we did in the hotel room over night.
4. Gravity was much heavier all weekend, all over. Things dropped and dropped often.
The Who Gives A Crap
1. This year, the bathrooms tasted/smelled like mints instead of fruits
2. The space for our booth was very narrow, so that I kept knocking things over with my ample hiplitude.
3. My favorite new shirt, found by The Husband, that says "I (Siloette of Godzilla) Tokyo."
Home is a good place. NaNoWriMo starts Wednesday. I have music to supply the muse. Must find munchie food.
*LG -- In this case, Necronomicon refers to Tampa's yearly Science Fiction, Fantasy & Horror Convention. But you can see a lot of zombies and other mostly dead people meeting, especially on Sunday morning.