And that's one to grow on...
May. 17th, 2006 02:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jack_babalonThe post Invisible College Collective meeting was canceled last night. So the three of us who did show went out to the Highlander for dinner & drinks. We sat outside and jotted notes down, traded quips and fleshed out some ideas. Iron Maiden's Number of the Beast floated off the jukebox, out from the bar, across our table and floated up to the Indian Resteraunt and then hovered there above us until Bruce Dickerson's Cock Rock Soprano was scattered amongst the evening winds.
The Big Guy puts out his cigarette and looks over at me. In his black sports jacket and new Maxim haircut he looks like one of those 'legitmate businessman' who do all their real estate deals with a baseball bat.
"So do you feel you at least learned something?" He asks me, refering to Saturday's show. I think it through and nod slowly to myself and then him.
"Yeah... I think I did."
"What?"
"Well, for one thing I learned the difference between Tragedy and Drama."
"Oh yeah! What's that?"
"Tragedy is what happens to me! Drama is all that bullshit everyone else keeps going on about!"
We all nod in agreement silently and return to our drinks.
The Big Guy puts out his cigarette and looks over at me. In his black sports jacket and new Maxim haircut he looks like one of those 'legitmate businessman' who do all their real estate deals with a baseball bat.
"So do you feel you at least learned something?" He asks me, refering to Saturday's show. I think it through and nod slowly to myself and then him.
"Yeah... I think I did."
"What?"
"Well, for one thing I learned the difference between Tragedy and Drama."
"Oh yeah! What's that?"
"Tragedy is what happens to me! Drama is all that bullshit everyone else keeps going on about!"
We all nod in agreement silently and return to our drinks.
