Woot! Woot!

So, last Saturday, me, the Legend, Chickie, and Perfect Ceez all shared a delicious Thai dinner at Ratchada in the 'Burg, the name of which I remember solely because the Legend said, "Thai place," and Perfect Ceez heard, "pie place," so there was some confusion as to whether we might possibly be at the Independent or not, because maybe they serve pie, but we definitely were not there, because I can't stand that place, and we ended up having a lovely meal where the Legend may or may not have felt as though his daughter, his girlfriend, and her friend were a few too many ladies for his sense of humor.

Afterwards, we went to Cafe Alma, and were having a very low-key evening, what with me having to get on an international flight the next day, only suddenly and without warning, a large, yellow, feathery chicken appeared! This caused quite the ruckus as you can imagine, but order was restored when it came out that the chicken was actually Mr. Wooten.

Mr. Who? Yeah, exactly, but whatever, he's this guy who's been papering the 'Burg with cheap photocopy leaflets announcing his underground greatness, and on Saturday, he made a live appearance, even if he was still somewhat incognito.

So, I suppose when I get back I have a Mr. Wooten event on my agenda. I'm sorta interested, only because the fliers (if you can call them that) all say, "Mr. Wooten's Big Night," only for quite some time the only portion of that I could remember - and, really, this doesn't have to reflect poorly on me at all - was "Mr." and "Big."

But now that I've seen the chicken, I totally remember, so I guess his plan worked!

And, yes, yes, I did say "when I get back," because I am presently in Helsinki, Finland! Such dedication to my audience, I know, and that could only mean one thing: Midnight Culmination is Tampa Bay's Best Local Blog! Oh, go ahead! Let 'em know!