(i started this post sunday evening and then saved it as a draft. i'm just now getting around to finishing it!)

well, the first week of 2007 has gone by... without much going on. i rang in the new year at midnight last sunday, consuming loads of Grey Goose and singing at Cooper's, my favorite place to do karaoke.

i was actually supposed to be dj-ing at Boca, where i do the thursday night Boca Block Party. in fact, i bought a new mixer on saturday, based on the extra money i was going to be getting. (a vestax pmc-05 pro iii vca, the standard "good" mixer the hip-hop djs all seem to have.) i got a text from the maitre d' at about 6am sunday morning (12/31), saying they have too many dinner reservations for me to play. you see, when i play there, i have to wait for all the dinner patrons to leave before setting up, as it *is* primarily a fancy restaurant, and when a party of however many has spent 4 or 5 bills on a high class swanky time dinner, they don't want some dj ruining it. too many reservations means i won't set up before midnight, which is kind of the focus of new year's eve.

whatev. i figured i'd straighten that out later, and went to karaoke. marie and rob were there, karaoke buddies from other bars who were making their inaugural appearance at Cooper's. much singing all around, and much drinking on my part. i came back here in the wee hours of the new year, ate cereal, and played Bully until 5 or 6 am.

the rest of the week was fairly uneventful. hanging out and watching dvds, downloading tunes and trying to get ahold of Boca.

oh yeah, i almost forgot. thursday, i got home from work, and i was thinking about one of the texts the maitre d' had sent me. i'd already deleted it, but it made some vague reference to him having more time this week due to being off work. something about that really stuck with me, and on a whim, about an hour before i usually leave to go spin, i called Boca.

guess what... i got the machine. the oh-so-familiar voice of the maitre d', saying how the restaurant was closed for the first week of the new year, to reopen on tuesday, the 9th. dammit! why hadn't he mentioned it the previous week when i'd played? for that matter, i'd stopped in there on the way to karaoke sunday night, why hadn't he mentioned it then, when i said, "i can see you're busy, i'll just talk to you thursday." ugh.

on friday i meant to head to the comet and catch 1000 arms, but instead i got sidetracked drinking shots at baba budan's, the coffeeshop near my house. my friend sarah was celebrating her last shift ever there, so i stuck around. i don't see her too much since they moved her off of sundays a few months ago, and now to see her i'll have to actually make time instead of just stopping by when she's working.

on saturday i didn't have much going on, so i went down to the poison room to catch DV80's, the long-running 80s night that used to be at Alchemize until Nick Spencer ran it into the ground. there weren't a whole lot of people there, but i took some photos to pass the time. i saw a few of the breakdancers i remember from the hip-hop nights at top cats and got a few snaps of them too. the music was pretty much the same thing they've been playing forever, but i was enjoying it just fine.

brian asked me whether i knew about cooper's closing. WHAT?! he didn't know the details, and the couple people i called didn't either. i put out my feelers (mainly a myspace bulletin) and waited.

i played some more Bully with megan sunday evening. it was clear that Cooper's wasn't going to open, so instead of karaoke Gabe and i followed a tipoff that Salt n Pepa were at Clique, over in covington. i knew there was about a 1% or less chance that it was true, and i was right -- the place was dead and devoid of the "push it" stars. we came back here
and... yes, played more bully.

[update: i've heard various rumors, some very plausible, about Cooper's. some say it's done, others have hope. i'm just waiting to see.]