I went to Amvets the other day to decompress and I ran into my friend Lauren from church and my friend Ryan. Not necessarily in that order! In fact not in that order. The other way around.
But it was so funny, all of us meeting at Amvets, all by accident. We wandered around together from Books to Records. Picking up this, picking up that, discussing this, discussing that.
So much fun!
Lauren and I became friends because we met in Amvets after church once. She and her boyfriend were at Mass and then we were all at the coffee hour and then an hour later we run into each other at Amvets. They were instrumental in convincing me to purchase the iconic Betty Crocker Hostess Cookbook.
"Should I really get this?" I said. "I have so many cookbooks."
"Definitely get it!" they said.
And so I did!
Anyway. Eventually my friends left and I continued my Amvets shopping. I found a few albums I liked. Nothing by Leonard Pennario -- his albums are rare finds at thrift shops -- but still. I got in line.
And then, just when I thought things couldn't get better, they did!
The woman behind me in line noticed a Dinah Washington album I was buying and she complimented me on my good taste. Her friend chimed in. And I got to pontificate on my knowledge of Dinah Washington and of vinyl.
Now all eyes were on me. And they continued on me! Because here is what happened next.
This gentleman walked in. Good-looking guy, too. He sees me and he stops and he says:
"You're a singer."
Uh, no, I demurred, prettily. I --
"You're a piano player," he said.
"Yes, I am," I said. Then I added: "But that was a long time ago."
"You played at Nietzsche's," he said.
To tell you the truth I do not remember exactly if I played Nietzsche's. But I was with this cool girl group Ladies First and we played all over the place.
I was smiling as I left Amvets. A minute or so later I thought: He must have me confused with someone else. No one would remember me from way back when. But I quit Amvets while I was ahead.
I left in a blaze of glory!
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