Things I do not understand

• The very very drunk man at the Guided Missile Gig tonight who was very enthusiastic and jumpy about (which I do not per se mind, and am mostly sympathetic to queries of "Why isn't anyone dancing?") but also very into meeting new people and ladies by jumping into them and then apologising and also leaning on them when too drunk to jump. Also also the whole "bump someone then seal them in the handsclasp of complicity" which I would try and talk about if I was less drunked (cross reference Carlos the AntiFascist Lairy Skinhead from Tuesday's Billy Bragg gig)
  
• His not-so-drunk mate, who when the last lady did push DrunXoR back off of her, caught him with a hand in the small of his back and pushed him back towards her. Actually, I think I do understand this, in that I think he may have been actually Satan.
  
• Almost anything about the last band, Let's Wrestle. Seriously lads, why not just go round to each others houses and play your records instead?
  
• The bouncer as I was leaving, partly due to a strong french-inflected accent, who eventually turned out to be telling me that if I was going to leave, I could bring my beer with me. It took some time to realise I was being told I was rather than wasn't being allowed to do something.
  
• The creperie stall just outside Highbury & Islington station, which has a menu including "Cheese, Asparagus, Spinach, Mushroom and Corn", known as the Vegetarian, and the same thing except without Corn, which is called by the name "Asparagus".
  
• The dude manning the stall, who claimed to have been there for eight years. But it used to be a standard burger joint, didn't it? Didn't it?