I’m wearing a watch today, which I rarely do, and that can only mean that I’m hosting an open mic tonight. The performers get three songs or fifteen minutes, whichever comes first, and the watch is for those whose act cannot be measured by number of songs. No, I don’t get a hook to use when they go too far. The venue does let me use the power switch on the sound system, though.
I had two watches I liked, both of them rugged in an outdoorsy way, but I misplaced them somehow years ago. I look for them occasionally but so far I’ve been unsuccessful, and I have little hope of locating them now. So I’m wearing the second watch I ever owned, from way back in high school days. It works OK but has a cracked crystal and an inflexible metal band, which means it’s either slipping down my wrist or annoyingly tight.
I might be entitled to a new watch, I suppose. It’s just hard to justify since I hardly ever wear them and the time is everwhere, on walls and computer screens and cell phone displays. A watch would make a nice gift, I suppose, if it was something closely approximating my birthday, and if I wasn’t going to be so particular about what I want. I won’t go into details, because I’m not really fishing for a gift.
All of which is just a non-musical way of saying I’ll be hosting at AJ’s Music Cafe in Ferndale tonight, in place of Mr. jjfmi who is finishing up his stint with the Witness Protection Program*. Signup starts in about 15 minutes. I’ll play a few songs first, just so no one has to jump onto a cold stage, and then introduce the performers. And time them, of course.