It's been remarkably cool this summer so far. We haven't had many days up over 80F. It's ok, I s'pose, but I want acclimation before being tossed into Greek heat.
With summer brings my social butterflyishness. We had a jam-packed weekend. We went to the Molson Canal Fest on Friday night to see none other than The Cult. They were actually pretty damn good live, which is amazing because I thought the same when I saw them TWENTY years ago at Nassau Coliseum. How the hell does that happen? Twenty fucking years?! I need to go back to bed.
Anywho, on Saturday (or Zaterdag for you Dutchies out there), we went to the home of Dr. Ron Lelito for a midsummer night's jam/swim/gorge. Noa Bursie came over and she and Ron and Melissa played a bit together and Paul played a hand drum and Elizabeth and I just sipped on sangria and provided quips. I did manage to be the only adult fool enough to jump into the frigid pool with the 13 year olds. Yep.
And on Sunday we hit Shakespeare in the Park with Dana and Aurora to see "The Tempest". (I always want to add another 't' to the end of "Tempest" but then I remember that that's Tempestt Bledsoe, not "The Tempest".) Dana and Aurora are fantab as always. I miss hanging out with Dana. She used to be in Burpalo more often.
SO. Back to work. And I have been working. I have to try to finish this curriculum thing by next week (!!!!) so I've been plugging away there. But after constructed lessons around "Space Oddity" and the concept of Festivus, I figured I'd ought to check with Da Boss Lady to make sure this is all acceptable. Still waiting on that. Is that good?
Roight, that's all. Off with you.
Vive Le France ! 'appy Bastille Day !
moi
Posted by: mamapajama | July 14, 2009 at 09:19 AM