- $49.50 Wednesday
- $21.00 Thursday
- Air Conditioner Now Working (cat no longer meowing to get out of hot apartment at night)
Wednesday night, I went out to busk.
I think that busking has become a main source of human interaction for me. I really can't count my local encounters with skeezers as "human interaction" (never mind "human embracement").
It was about 10:30 when I arrived at the Lilly Pad, and, since I didn't have a cigarette, I walked up to the bar and offered a guy 30 cents for one of his Parliaments.
I wound up taking the guitar and harmonica out and getting tipped 45 bucks from them (and a cigarette) as I played about 3 songs and chatted in between. That was before I had even sat down at the Lilly Pad, where I made only another $4.50 in the next hour. But, I had the luxury of doing whatever music I wanted, knowing that I was already almost 50 bucks ahead on a Wednesday night.
|"No thanks, I don't drink!"|
I had been offered drinks a couple of times and had told the story of my being about 140 days sober, which evoked a handshake and, I'm pretty sure, at least half of the tip money.
This was a more clearly cut case of someone supporting a musician who is staying sober so that he can pour more energy into his craft; as opposed to the times that money comes pouring in after I am tempted to drink but don't; coming from people who would have no way of knowing that that had happened; leading me to wonder if they are spirits, like angels or whatever Leslie Thompson is not.