shoot em' up bang bang

What a lovely weekend. I somewhat remember what those are like. For those 9-5ers, they are ritualized, sacred and necessary. For those anytime to anytimers, they are just another day with a few more people hangin' around. BUT, I actually felt like part of the worshiping folk this time around. Likely, it was just guilt by association, but it was nice to appreciate it for once because I think I have been starting to take it for granted.

On Saturday, Jena and I had a superb Italian meal at Sub Rosa, an intimately small, casual yet sophisticated little joint on Clinton. Afterward, we attended a play called Truth and Beauty which was a collaborative adaptation of Ann Patchett's memoir, titled the same. Jena's friend Betsy co-collaborated the script and starred as Ann. There was a three person cast and minimal props and virtually no set and it was amazing; courageous performances, on-point comedic execution, thoughtfully integrated dance and most importantly, it felt personal. Wow. Actors are incredible.

And then on Sunday, after a day spent working on concept mock-ups for a job submission for THE JOB of my personal lifetime, Sara, Jesse and I met up with their friend Danny for a drink and then made our way across the river to Back Stage Bar (my new personal favorite bar of bars) for some freebie pool and a couple pitchers of IPA. Although not at my best, I will say that I will always be up for pool.

So, the lesson is that the weekend can still be the "weekend" even when you're self employed because it is to other people who aren't. However, I think I'm game to get out of the house on a daily basis so fingers crossed friends!