The Aerie
I've been thoroughly depressed lately, which I attribute to being in the midst of The Slog, the long relentless slate-gray days of January and February. Fortunately while my mood has been glum, circumstances have been good, so I've had the freedom to indulge in a massive funk without ending up spending the day curled up in a corner.
Saturday when I was casting about looking for ways to procrastinate on my obligations I was reminded that there was matinee for Avenue Q at the State Theater. My daughter had expressed an interest in seeing it, so I threw her into the trunk of the car and we headed off to see if we could score Student Rush tickets.
Success!
Avenue Q was hilarious and sick: imagine the most perverted parody of Sesame Street, and that's basically Avenue Q. Bert and Ernie, pardon, Rod and Nikky, have a plotline in which Bert throws Ernie out of the apartment for suggesting that Bert is gay. And the Cookie Monster - called "Trekkie Monster" - chimes in that "the Internet is for p orn." The play features puppet sex and a stern old lady named Mrs. Thistletwat, and is most defintely NOT for kids...
After Avenue Q we picked up my spouse and went to Midori's for a sushi dinner that was a Christmas present to our daughter. She's very interested in all things Japanese, and entertained us with Japanese words and trying to read ideograms on the menu. We all had a great time sharing octopus appetizers and roasted eel sushi and the like.
Then we dropped off my wife and I took my daughter along on a computer service housecall, where she passed the time drawing a self-portrait. No, not that one, that's just the one she has on line.
(Unfortunately I got called back to that same house today to further fix their computer - apparently their e-mail was provided by some stupid Start Menu widget that linked them to MSN Mail. Removing the spyware and viruses they had installed on their computer broke the widget, and since I wasn't familiar with that means of reading e-mail I hadn't known to fix it on Saturday. This morning they call me (they couldn't call yesterday?) at 8:00 a.m. to fix it. So I did, but then they objected to paying for my time despite at first offering to do so, and despite my having taken time off from work to address their problem. So I think I'm done working with them.)
After the computer stop we hung out at the Blue Moon for a bit.
Sunday was a long morning at church, where I worked on my laptop, then home where the laundry room light had broken the day before. I started to replace the pull-chain fixture, but then recognizing an opportunity to further procrastinate, I spent $50 at the hardware store and set about replacing the pull-chain fixture with a light switch. We've lived in this house for over sixteen years, so this is a long-desired modification. The light switch works great.
Then it was off to a party for our friend D's new boyfriend. We're thrilled for her finally finding someone who seems to suit her, so it was nice to visit his party. Unfortunately for me I started getting very anxious and jumpy at the party, due on the one hand to the crowding (I'm a bit of an introvert) and on the other hand to my successful weekend-long exercise in procrastination. So after a short hour I made my excuses and walked home, leaving my family to enjoy the celebration.
It took me till 1:00 a.m. to do it, but I finally got my University of Minnesota begging letter finished for delivery this morning, Hopefully the professor will grant me an extension of my class, but I wouldn't be surprised if he didn't...
Now it's 2:30 in the afternoon at work, and I've successfully avoided getting anything accomplished, so I guess it's time to declare the weekend officially OVER and set about getting to work...
Posted by Albatross at January 14, 2008 1:46 PM | TrackBack