And then a week happened, and there was a party, and conversations that could have been a whole lot worse than they were, and conversations that could have been better than they were, and the discovery that the theatre world is really, really tiny (
badmagic, I dated one of the Charmions in high school). And also the Muppet Movie on a big screen. ("Good thing frogs can jump, or I'd be gone with the Schwinn.") And I'd talk more about all of that but I have to go scarf breakfast so I can get on the road for my stupidly long commute (soon to be cut far shorter) for my first day of (eek!) work. So, more later.
Adventures in Mamboland
"Jazz Fish, a saxophone playing wanderer, finds himself in Mamboland at a critical phase in his life." --Howie Green, on his book Jazz Fish Zen
Yeah. That sounds about right.
Yeah. That sounds about right.
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Date: 2006-07-10 03:18 pm (UTC)Personally, I couldn't handle the commute you have even for a week. My hat is off to you.
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Date: 2006-07-12 01:00 am (UTC)I made the mistake of working up in Silver Spring one summer, while still living with my parents in Burke. I keep telling myself "I handled that, I can handle anything." Three more days.
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Date: 2006-07-12 01:01 am (UTC)I don't know any of the others, but I'd be surprised if you didn't kiss this one. :)
And birthday party . . . how could I possibly forget? Wow. Just wow.