Hot Throbbing White Trash (bobaloo) got off this morning around 04:30 for his trip back home to Los Angeles. As he had a housekey, I asked him to wake me up when he left so I could lock the door behind him. The door doesn’t stay closed unless the door is locked, you see.
Bob had stayed here this weekend while he was visiting Frank-baby for his comedy gigs. I didn’t get a chance to see his first gig at the Jon Sims Center, so I made certain that I was at Harvey’s last night in the Castro to catch his act. He’s pretty funny, and the other comics ranged from completely not funny to somewhat funny.
My day started out at 05:15, waking up to get ready for my second of two make-up clinics at the NHI teaching clinic. So, I’m caught up now, and ready for this semester to be over on Thursday. I do have to make a bunch of stuffed mushrooms to take to the graduation.