Hyper-Social
Aug. 2nd, 2005 08:21 amI'm still stunned by last weekend. I was hyper-social, for me. Just a tiny post on a mega weekend.
- Friday at work, a certain ship's social director calls. Let's go to the city and hang out, he says. "But I have to pack up my office at home tonight for 'The Splitting of The Bedroom'." I allow myself to be persuaded. I go to the city. We hang out at Ty's. Something happens, but I don't remember what, since it was overshadowed by Mega-Sunday. Leave NYC on a late-ish train, drive home, get home at 2:30.
- Saturday I get up at 8:00 AM, complete packing my office. Dave gets home from his bike ride at 10, we move all the furniture around. We have separate bedrooms now, as befits a couple who have Broken Up. I take a nap in the afternoon. Then at 5 PM, Dave's date and my friend Joe arrive for cocktails on the back deck. It's a beautiful afternoon in CT. (There's about five per year.) We head to downtown New Haven for a quick bite at Bulldog Burritos. (Cute owner, looks like a young, blond Bruce Willis.) Then we go to the New Theatre at Yale to see Julie Wilson's cabaret show, part of the Yale Cabaret Workshop. What a performer! At 81, there's only one or two notes she can actually sing, but she makes me laugh uproariously, and one of her songs makes me cry. ("The Lies of Handsome Men.") Then home, and sleep.
- Sunday has been covered better elsewhere. I go into NYC for
thornyc's birthday meetup. I further cement my reputation as a blond by getting lost on the way to the restauraunt, arriving last at the table. The dim-sum is awe-sum, and the bears are delicious. I get to kiss almost all the guys I want to at Ty's afterwards. Home by 12:30 this time!