Katie and Jana take on Gruene Hall
Oh Katie. One might call her a partner in crime, or maybe an enabler. However you word it, Katie agreed to roadtrip down to Gruene Hall with me to see one suSANG! play. I love seeing shows at Gruene because the town itself is all cute and German, and the Hall has a great historic, gritty vibe. Plus Katie made sandwiches. Wot? It starts as all good blog posts do, with an inside joke. These curry chips were on stage all night. That is all. Jana: Too bad her last name isn't "Miller." Katie: Yeah...then it would always be HER TIME! I brought in a contraband Diet Coke. Because it was in my bag, dangit. So Katie took a dark photo of my drinking the contraband. Recycled the evidence. I took this photo of the artist and the tip jar to reiterate to all you kind folks: LOVE THE TIP JAR. That is all. There's "Johnny (Hearts) Jessica" and such written/scratched all over the ancient Gruene Hall tables. I suppose we are not to take photos of evidence yet again, but...well, we had to. I hope to go back to Gruene Hall in 2028 and see this note. Labels: friends, hilarious, livemusic, musicians, photoessay, sg, texas, venues |



















Comments on "Katie and Jana take on Gruene Hall"
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Phil said ... (April 21, 2008 8:49 AM) :
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jana said ... (April 21, 2008 10:28 AM) :
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Heather said ... (April 21, 2008 10:41 AM) :
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jana said ... (April 21, 2008 8:55 PM) :
post a commentThat place looks awesome, and doubly so since it's Susan playing. Last night I was at a Seder and was wearing a homemade "Jewish turban". It's not on my camera, but like your evening fun, there is photographic evidence of this.
Thanks, Phil! We'll go to Gruene when you visit. ;) Also I would kill for a photo of you and the Jewish turban. Bring that to Texas with ya!
Hey, my last name IS Miller!
I hope your evidence is there for you to read when you go back too. I just discovered that some (refrains from calling a mean name) one painted over the autograph walls of my high school/college theater because they thought it looked "unprofessional". The memories, the jokes, the funny lines, the awesome drawings... sob...
And yes, music makes one that happy, doesn't it?
Heather that's awful! Stuff like that should be preserved so the next round knows where they came from. Sigh. Why I majored in history. ;)