Concert aliens wandering round. Blue grass picker further on the left. He actually was pretty good















Beer and wine chick their pavalion is in the back ground.

We did the Thursday Night Concert Series, again, last night down at the Galavin Plaza. Last night the performers were Earl Scruggs and some guy from the Original Byrds. Dianne met me down at the Plaza round 6:00 pm and I shot down there right after work. The temps were in the high 90’s but not really uncomfortable. But the people were strange.

The people! The people who show up to these things are so beautifully strange. These folks truly have to be aliens even the obvious straight beings have to be aliens. Maybe there is a dress code for summer evening concert. Tie-dye skirts, or tops or, tank tops with moppy fly away hair.. Sandals or bare feet or combat boots. Sine the plaza is right down town, a transfer point for all major downtown bus lines and one of the transfer stop for the train there are a lot of street folk too wondering by homeless guys trying to pan handle when they think they are safe from security. The YUPs and YUPPETS are strolling round with beautiful, hair, teeth and boobs. Smiles brighter then the sunset and tans which are works of art. May of the YUPPERS are pushing ergonomically correct three wheeled baby scooters looking just too cool.

I cruise round the area a number of times not fining Dianne right off. Dianne may have had a problem getting away or finding a parking place. Since Earl Scruggs is one of the performers for the night I am not surprised to see banjo pickers and strummers entertaining small groups of folks scattered round the plaza. If a person is into blue grass (I am not) but if they are they would pleasant pleased to hear how good these amatures seem to be. Twanging and yodeling trying their hardest to sound rural; way to much color for me.

We have an hour to kill before the first of the concert are to begin so I suggested we try a local restaurant. I figured given the choice of eating at the Plaza where there are local vendors selling everything from tacos to pizza, shaved ice beer and wine. It’s nice and tasty but usually expensive and awkward. The temps linger in the high 90’s and there is nowhere to sit and enjoy your meal. So we did Asian in a nice air conditioned restaurant.

When we had finished our meal and returned to the Plaza Earl was twanging and hillbilling away. There were way few folks at this concert then the last one we attended. Still the crowds were quite dense round the stage area. We sat on the bench in the shade ate shaved ice and watched people and listened to the music.

The city is mourning right now as we deal with the facts surrounding a lost child found to be murdered and molested. A little girl five years old…now lost for ever. Dianne and I were shocked at how many blonde haired, brightly dressed little hippy kids were wondering round the plaza unattended. I was also astounded at home many twisted, dirty leering bests were wandering round the plaza at the same time. I swear the whole evening was a scene out of a Stephen King novel.