Tuesday,
June 3
Well, that
was certainly an interesting weekend. I was far too busy yesterday to comment,
what with all the computer crises and what-not (a crisis that nearly had me
coming into the office on a Saturday morning!) I think I managed to keep busy
enough over the weekend that I didn't even notice the rain,
at least I certainly didn't let it put a damper on anything. I got pretty
grumpy on Friday and was pretty ambivalent about going out, I didn't know what
I wanted to do but nothing felt right. I had left some things at the laundromat on Thursday night, so after work Steph drove me to the laundromat
and Hannaford after we stopped at the sandwich man's house to say hello and ask
if he wanted to come see Marty Sexton with us. Got the supplies for S's date
(more on that in a minute) that I was responsible for,
went home to take a shower, and Johna called to say
she was on her way. We hung out talking for quite a while, went to Cafe
Hollywood, had some beers, fiddled w/ the neon lights upstairs for a while,
walked over to the Lark Tavern to see what was going on then went to Savannah's
to see a band (cannot remember who they were, but they played an awful lot of
Rolling Stones covers). Of course this whole time I was keeping an eye on my
cell phone; I was waiting for S to call to let me know when it was time for me
to intervene... this is one of the sweetest things ever... he was on a first
date w/ someone and had quite an evening planned... dinner, air hockey at the
Pit, and a surprise "picnic" in the plaza complete with a blanket,
candles, cheesecake and wine. I graciously agreed to help with that part of the
evening as it was to be a surprise for his date and hey, I'll play Cupid
wherever I can!!! That and getting back to the Lark Tav
to see Dr. Jah and the Love Prophets were the two
items on my Friday agenda that I was most concerned with. Anyway, Steph fell asleep and Johna was
tired, so it was incredibly convenient that I bumped into an acquaintance at
Dunkin' Donuts who I roped into going to the Plaza with me (didn't want to be
down there alone at night!)... or so I thought. Note
to self: in the future, try to assess the sobriety of an accomplice prior to
dragging them through your apartment to grab the cheesecake, etc. and out to
your car... I only had to explain about, oh, a dozen times what was going on.
Luckily the actual setting up part went off without a hitch
and from what I could see, S and companion were having a fabulous
evening. My plan had been to dump off this crazy guy Mike at the Oh Bar and go
home, but he suggested the Lark Tav and I wanted to
go back anyway to see Dr. Jah so for the time being I
was stuck w/ a crazy drunk. And why is it that I always meet people in twos and
threes? I must know half a dozen Mikes at this point and it gets so confusing
for anyone trying to follow along! He passed out there, I ran into some other
people I knew and hung out with them for a bit, got a cool-ass lei from the
lead singer of the band (which I will return next time I see them!) and
eventually called it an early night and went home... of course instead of going
straight to bed I fell asleep on the couch til about
4:30, but I hopped in bed, got some rest, and prepared to freak out about the
rest of the weekend. Correction, I then tried to get in touch w/ Jim and Tom
about Marty. Jim at least let me know that he wasn't all that excited about the
show, Tom decided not to call until Sunday evening to
apologize for having not returned my calls. Whatever.
We had 5 tickets together so it worked out for the best anyway, Steph didn't have to get any tix
for Ben & Molly and we all got to sit together, only ended up with one
extra (sandwich guy bailed on us too!!!) Oh yeah, Ben. I don't think anyone
knew what was going to happen when we saw each other
again, but everything turned out just fine and once we all started drinking,
life was just grand! The show was super and it was so great to have Marty
Sexton here in
Which brings us to today. The sun is shining for the second day in a row, we're all
extremely busy and the morning started with the KPIG playing an excellent
selection of tunes... among them Hey Bulldog (yay,
the Beatles!) and the most wonderful Somewhere Over the Rainbow as performed by
Israel Kamakawiwo'le - I've loved this one ever since
it was featured in the episode of ER where Dr. Green died. Sad
episode, but such a perfect song for the moment.