and to what do we owe the honor

It's been a very confusing weekend. I have been driving around aimlessly looking for somewhere to find"fun" and entertainment and supposedly mingle with the in crowd as opposed to my new couch potato routine. I had written down a couple of places in the area that had bands playing, music, open mic, that sort of thing. I did a test run today just for pete sake, since it's Sunday the day with the least amount of traffic and just to see if this is really worth looking into, plus I needed a drink really badly after church. I neglected to take me camera. That's the thing with the picture taking hobby, I often neglect to take my camera where the sights are. I passed by the Duluth Fall festival, would have stopped if I had the camera with me. The first place was not much to look at and by the looks of the bartender, he was not quite the dish to make the journey down there for. It looked like it would be the happening scene and the crime scene at the same time. It was a typical bar, and a woman would be caught dead going there by herself. Then, the second was just as bad, dingier, but with a bit more promise as the list of bands that play there were posted on the board. I really do not know what to expect or if I will in the hopes of fun and enlightment to my Friday nights ever visit such places, more so alone. But I know at least I tried. Wherever you are, I know I tried to meet you.