By the Light...
...of the silvery moon... While I'm in the mood. I thought I might ramble a bit about my weekend. First thing first, I'd like to give a shout out to monkfisher. Welcome to the bloggernet. Friday -I went to the last of the Sidewalk parties for this year. Clever how they saved the handing out of the volunteer t-shirts until half way through the party. Otherwise I wouldn't have even gone. I didn't sign up to be social, that was just one of the unfortunate benefits. Over-all I must say that I did enjoy the experience and I plan on doing it again next year. After the party,I met tori and ben at the Plaza for apparently a night of being beaten at game after game of pool. After a while some of ben's friends showed up. One guy I hadn't seen since my marching band days. The other, I met for the first time at the Plaza the weekend of the filmfest. I find him to be quite interesting. But I am glad he is not interested in me because both times we have seen each other out, I was giggly-fall down drunk. And what's that saying? I cannot be associated with anyone that would associate themselves with me. Or something like that. Saturday was a sham. I told tori I would meet her at some fallfest thing in the Lakeview District around 1 or 2 pm. I lost track of time and about 6pm I called to let her know I was on my way. By then she was at Mrs. Hutton's house scarfing spaghetti. We left and went to Bailey's then to the Plaza. Then back to Bailey's. Then to NHP's house. Then we made a run for the border for some late night heartburn. And "home again home again gigedie gig." I was tucked in save and sound by midnight.