Sad Night, well kind of

Last night was the first night of Trivia at Drips. No one showed up. Except my dearest friend Allison (thank you thank you). Oddly, I wasn't that disappointed, or even discouraged.

Some reasons:
-Downtown was dead. We stepped across the street to McGuires, where the only people in the place were the bartenders parents. There were Crickets.
-July and August are the slowest months of the year. Drips is brand new, but it's a weird situation. Drips closed a year or two ago, and something else went in. They closed, and new people opened Drips back up. They are fighting, and sometime gaining advantage from people's preconceived notions of what Drips is. It's actually very cool but some people don't know that yet. It's a hard time of year to be starting out, though.
-They're getting beer soon, and it will be oh so much easier to draw a crowd.
-We haven't properly gotten the word out.
-The owner seemed less discouraged than I did.

But, it is possible I may gain access to a projection screen, which would let me show videos during the game. That would open up a whole new world. A whole new world, where I am a very happy girl.

So, we'll try again next week. If any of you readers know anyone who would enjoy a smoke free evening of trivia, please tell them about Drips.

The evening was fun anyway, hanging out with Jon and Allison at Drips and McGuires. Not a bad night, really.

As we were leaving, Allison and my old neighbor walked out the door. Allison really dodged a bullet because this happened about 15 second after he drove off. He was our next door neighbor in college and he was so nuts that we used the word crazy every time we said his name. He was a nice guy. Sometimes. Other times, he would cuss you out at the top of his lungs in front of people, for no apparent reason. Or go out of town for the weekend, leaving his door wide open with his wallet and keys on the table. I'm so thrilled he lives in Hickory now.