paper towels and tide

 i was at a gas station tonight and somebody asked if i needed any paper towels and tide laundry soap, if i am not mistaken. i said no, i was good. sounded odd to me, wonder if it was stolen. this was after i went to the comedy club, only the second time since the pandemic hit. i had hoped to see yemen native there but he must have been held up in another city. i saw some familiar faces though, including extra murder comic, school bouncer, stillwater, wee bit, and gumby. i had seen gumby at another club and in both cases was only eating and drinking and not performing. a big advocate of mine, i said contact me on social media about any ideas for stage time. at work i was snowed under by overnight requests, there was 52 for the day, likely a record. later in the evening i went on a walk and found 64 cents. i got a quick dinner at a hy-vee convenience store near work, including a fish sandwich, on the way to the club. it was tough for me to go to the club first, when i like going home first to de-compress a little and drop some things off, but i wanted to be on time for sign-up as well.