I get to the club pretty early because I don't want to miss anyone in case they show up early and leave early. I must've gotten here earlier than I was thinking, because I'm the only one here -- the band hasn't even shown up yet. I love this place -- it's so underground and dark and makes me feel like I'm some special bohemian person, even though I'm not.

I get a white wine and think about who's probably going to show up. Eric, obviously. Pretty safe bet Carl'll show up. Maybe Aaron and Barb? Ugh, I hope not.

And of course, Debbie. But that's what I'm pretty much counting on.