So in the last two days my store was visited by three count 'em three DC "rock stars" it was kinda surreal.

On Monday within like a fifteen minute span of each other Guy Picciotto from Fugazi and Bratmobile/Partyline's Allison Wolfe visited the music section. Guy was in and out before I could offer my assistance. Allison was looking for the new New Pornographers album (which was ironic because at that time I had the soundtrack to the TV show Weeds on which features a New Pornographers song which was playing at that time.) We talked a bit about her recently dyed hair and about Java Green, where she'd just eaten lunch, and how her bike got a flat tire on the way downtown.

Today Dismemberment Plan's Travis Morrison was in the store to buy a Motown boxed set. When I told him that we had a mutual friend in Julie [last name withheld] we talked a bit about Galaxy Hut and he made some weird joke about how one of these coked-up DC bartenders would do in a cute, quaint little spot like Galaxy Hut.

So the thing I've learned is that once you become a DC rock star you make enough money to buy those boxed sets you could never afford before (one of the previous times Guy was in the store he bought the Freaks and Geeks boxed set.)

Saturday night, Mess up the Mess recruited me to play bongos for them. Which is pretty flattering except I've never really played the bongos before EVER. I'm hoping they were only kidding. They were kidding weren't they Cricket?