Tomorrow is a holiday and I took Thursday and Friday off as vacation days. Five days in a row with no work is the longest I've had since starting this job. Whee! And I need a break, too. I've been working on a very tedious project for the last two weeks. I stayed late yesterday so I could finish it up today. It is such a relief to be done with the ick, because ordinarily, I love the job. But five whole days off! I am beside myself with joy.
SodaBoy, friend D, and I are going to a Rush concert tomorrow. It should be a lot of fun. While I didn't grow up loving the band with quite the same fervor as the guys, we saw them a few years back on the 30th anniversary tour. I wasn't sure what to expect, but those aging Canadians really rocked out. Like, seriously. Anyway, I used to go to a lot of concerts back in the day, so this will be a nice little flash back to the past.
Speaking of concerts, SodaBoy and I recently went to a local jazz festival to hear Bela Fleck play. The performance was promoted as free, and who can resist free Bela? We were slightly disconcerted to pay $5 for parking. How is that free? Although as anyone who knows Bela could tell you, it was well worth it. Or would have been had we been better prepared for the Artic blast. We both froze our assess off. What a couple of dipshits we are. I have never ever heard a banjo sound like that before. Never heard a saxamaphone sound like that, either.
The event also featured public fornication. Hmmm, the organizers might not care for that portrayal of things. Let's just say that several thousand people witnessed the long and drawn out multiple-positioned love making session of one couple who chose a very prominent and well lit grassy knoll for their intimacy. Aside from the plethora of more private places that were eschewed, the most shocking thing was that no one broke it up. I sort of thought event staff might step in, as there were kids playing freeze tag all around. The kids actually tagged the fornicators, then hid in a ditch and watched the whole thing.
Hopefully they'll be none of that at the Rush show. Nothing against fornication, I assure you. It's just that I found the whole thing a little distracting.