Who wrote that thing?

This afternoon Isobela and I spent some time lazing around on Elfie beach. I had tried different tanning spots on the rocks at the base of the waterfall, and then we laid out a beach towel and got to some serious sunning. I had lost track of the time when we received the notice that Friendly Fire was playing at the Beach Bum.

I like to play a little game with notices that neither Isobela nor I write; I won't look at the author's name I'll just read the note and try and figure out who wrote it. Well this one had me stumped. The only thing I could figure was that Ajay had her 6-year old write it. When I looked at the author's name it was Case. Well that explains that.

Wait a minute, Case? Why is he sending out the notice? And sending it so late? Where are the assigned officers? So I pull up my schedule, find out who was assigned to that show, do a quick scan for them and they are no where to be found in the Metaverse! Mack and Case are trying to play without any officers present! A catastrophe in the making!

I jump up and get dressed with my red officer's shirt and rush over to help. Isobela comes too, but since she will have to leave early to get to her show at the Savoy she dressed for that. We get there just before the show starts, and Isobela and I were able to meet and greet, swag and tag until first one then the other assigned officers show up and take over.

The show itself was glamtastic. GoGo has a kitty condo now! I feel a new song coming on. Mack forgot her poofer again; luckily the prevailing winds took mine and Case's across the whole of the dance floor. Mack might be losing her license to operate that thing if she doesn't get some quality operational time in on it.

We were blessed to hear 23 Skiddoo twice! Plus of course they played I Love This Song! The Beach Bum management had made some changes to the stage and dance floor. Case said they liked the stage, but the dance floor kept having intermittent power issues where it would grey out. Hopefully they'll have it fixed by next week.

After the show Mack and Case headed home for dinner while I headed to the Savoy to listen to the bluesy tunes of DJ Isobela. She played favorites from the album Shades of Blue by Kirk Fletcher plus a bunch of good requests.

I had a very nice chat with Hare; we hadn't talked in ages. Ajay stopped by in this humongous dress. How a little slip of a girl could carry that big thing around is beyond me. Aeryn was there; and Jenda ran in, stole some candles off of the tables on the pier, and ran off again. Hy and Tarcy stopped by, too. We all had a great time dancing, chatting, and committing petty theft.

Oh, and someone is expecting. Twins. And it's not Isobela.