Backstage Burritos

A co-worker and I decided we needed some coffee this weekend, so we walked to a coffeeshop we both love. To get there, we had to pass a Mexican restaurant that had a band playing out front, and no one listening to them.

The band was decent, even good when the singer reigned in her attempts to embellish, so we couldn't figure out why no one was listening to a decent band for free on a beautiful spring afternoon. Then we noticed the barricades up all the way around the musicians.

Events like this happen a few times a year in this shopping center, and usually there's some crime scene tape or something equally as flimsy strung up just to keep drunk folks away from the equipment. These were actual barricades - bike fences and plastic walls. But there was a gap in it all to let you get into the Mexican restaurant.

My co-worker, who will only talk about music or work, decided that your burrito was your backstage pass. I almost dropped my latte to hear him make that joke....and the rest of the night I had images of roadies running around with massive burritos hanging on lanyards around their necks. That and ducks slappin' their feathers, but that's another story for another time.

The moral of the story, boys and girls? I have weird friends, and an even weirder imagination.