I can't even run a simple errand without getting some kind of story out of it.  This is just how things go.

After recording, I had 8 packages of CDs that needed to be sent out.  I think that all the local people got one handed to them right around (if not before) Christmas, and that was the goal, but the long-distance folks had to wait. 

On my walk to the Post Office, I stopped in the Ultraviolet Café for a cappuccino.  I found myself enticed by their pumpkin cheesecake, so I bought a slice to save for later.  This meant a to go box and figuring out how to carry it, so I emptied my bag of all the mail I needed to send and put the cheesecake in the bottom. 

The girl behind the counter asked me if I eBayed, since I had a lot of packages.  I explained that I had recently recorded and these were the CDs that I needed to send out.

"OH!  I know you!" she cried.  "You play at the Lark Tavern.  I've seen you perform.  You're fantastic.  I love your stuff, you have a great voice."

I was stunned.  I've ran into people outside of performances before, but never someone that I didn't also recognize.  Usually I meet other performers, this was the first time I was solely on the receiving end of things.

Now I have a big ego.  That was a very cool thing.

~FG };^>