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Fri, Nov. 19th, 2004, 09:04 am
Saphire Cafe, 11/18/04

Lotta cute young women here, maybe they work at NIH up the street. The atmosphere is too well-planned. Even the music stinks of corporate approval. Please,
music service programmers, let Rick Springfield die.

Oh, God, not China Grove. Please stop. Please. Stop.

Why does every open mic club have Golden Tee? Golden Tee reminds me of where standup comedy sits on the food chain -- bounce a check to the karaoke guy, you're left with comedy and video games.

Well, at least I don't work in radio. That would drive me to drink the bad Kool-Aid.

The new host shows up. He doesn't have my name on the list. Thank you, Higher Power. I prefer the sleep.