We were heading to a family dance party at the Airplay Cafe. Along the way we were taken aback by "Gold Man" as our son calls him. I don't know why I'm still affected by the characters downtown. Perhaps because there are never two that are alike so each one we see is unlike anything we expect from previous experience.
We especially liked his boots; but were unable to read the pin on his butt. Our daughter was concerned he'd get the grease from his bike on his special outfit.
We made it AirPlay Cafe along with about 60 others with small children. It was 70's - 80's Dance Party night. Children ate for $2, happy hour prices on drinks and a lot of fun. I'm still amazed at how different regional music tastes are. I was out among them in the 70's and 80's and hadn't heard of several of these songs or they were some weird dance mix created just for some no brainer record spinning. I was reminded of a DJ named Merlin Dean Poole who spun at Garfield's in Huntington Beach and Oscar's in Buena Park and Fullerton. He was good. He was a true DJ. We had fun, the children didn't know the difference, but I missed the ones who really knew how to mix songs and transition to another artist.
We came home in time for them to attack our neighbors in the yard. By the time they finished their dogpiles and keep-away-with-the-shoe game, it was time to wrap it up and call it a night.
They have so much energy. I'm exhausted and heading to bed.
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