Thursday, August 21, 2025

Thirsty Thursday and Brazilian Music

 

Today I worked on campus, and I was hoping to walk with Hardingfele to ask her how the Ukrainian gig I couldn't attend went, but she had meetings all day. I did tell my one coworker the knock-knock joke I heard last night, and then we were talking to a third coworker, and when I told them about the play Anna in the Tropics, she said her grandpa was one of those readers in a cigar factory in Cuba. He came to this country, but when he went back to visit his family, Castro wanted to meet him and was sending a car around for him the next day, so that night he got on a plane back to the US and never went back again. I said there was hardly anything I loved more than Cuban music, except maybe Brazilian music... and then I got an email that tonight the bar samba band would be playing at Working Draft Brewery again. Yay!

Our condo association in the past would do Thirsty Thursday out on the dock, where people would bring their own drinks and maybe an appetizer or treat to share. Of course this happened more before the pandemic, when I had to work on campus every Thursday so never got home in time, since most people were retired early so they would start well before the end of my workday. The practice died off a bit after the pandemic, but they would try to do one or two a summer. This summer I was working from home every Thursday because of Travalon's work schedule, and I could have popped right over there just after five, but ironically we didn't have one until today, my first Thursday back on campus in months. By the time I got home, it had been going for an hour and a half, so I wasn't sure anyone would still be out there. However, I spotted this car parked at Mariner's and had to go take a photo:


So then I went out on the dock and found a few people left out there, and one had brought freshly made brownies. Somehow politics came up, and we were relieved to find out we all agreed on the subject. One woman also works on campus, and she said one day her husband took her to work in the boat. If we could do that too, it would cut so much time off my commute, but our little boat isn't fast enough to go across the lake like that.

When Travalon came home, we went to hear the Brazilian music. We ordered a sour beer, and look how beautiful it is!


It's based on a Blue Hawaiian, which is a drink Tiffy once got sick on in college so now she won't drink anything blue. However, this is green, a lovely Kelly green. And it is delicious!

There were tons of people at Working Draft, and I saw a few of my classmates from drum lessons, and also one of my teachers performing with this band. He doesn't usually perform with them, but after they finished the set, I was going to go talk to them but the equipment suddenly made terrible, loud, squealing feedback, so Travalon said, "Let's get out of here!" I may never know why that teacher was sitting in with this band, but it's all part of the greater Handphibian universe, so I'm not surprised there's crossover.


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