Instant Gratification

(February 16, 2002)

ErynVorn: Hi Lexi. How are you feeling with your back?
LexiKahn: It's totally good, thank you! How is the show going?
ErynVorn: I'm glad to hear it. The show was good on Sunday, although I had to fire the trumpet player.
LexiKahn: OH, bummer. What happened.
ErynVorn: The guy kept playing the wrong notes, in the wrong places and never knowing where he was.
ErynVorn: Saturday night he gave up in one of the most important cues, turned away from me (I was cueing him) and started eating a banana. I'd had it at that point.
ErynVorn: He was a nut job. No, correction, a WHACK job. I thought he was going to try to kill me, which is one reason I was so long-suffering with him.
ErynVorn: I gave him six gigs to get his act together. More than lenient, I believe.
LexiKahn: I read that as "six eggs" at first.
LexiKahn: I was like, "Wow, I'll never understand musicians."
ErynVorn: Oh. Well, that would be weird.
LexiKahn: Yes.
ErynVorn: To give someone six eggs.
LexiKahn: Indeed.
ErynVorn: Here's a half-dozen eggs, hope you can play better.
LexiKahn: Here, please throw these at yourself and boo loudly.
ErynVorn: LOL
LexiKahn: LOL