I’ve changed my mind. I won’t be attending the Dempseys show tomorrow night on the Madison rooftop. Instead, I will be going to the Project:Motion dance performance Metallurgy: The Properties of Dance at TheatreWorks, 2085 Monroe in Midtown near Overton Square.
Reason for changing my plans: My friend Carmel is a member of this dance troupe. I was aware of the possibility that I might have to miss this performance altogether, as every date on the performance calendar turned out to be a conflict for me. So anyway, this afternoon, she sent me an e-mail offering her opinion on whether I should enable comments in my blog: “I’m not sure I like the comments idea for your blog. It sort of loosens your ownership of it.” BINGO! Exactly. I’m going to write up a post explaining my views on this further, except it will be about 100 times less succinct than what she wrote. She’s the only person who has responded who has summed up how I feel about it.
She also wrote that she understood if I chose the Dempseys show tomorrow night over her dance performance. And as I read that, I thought, I know so many people who would have gone into histronics… who would have gone, “Some stupid rooftop party is more important than ME??? I guess I don’t matter to you AT ALL.” But she didn’t… she wanted me to come if that’s what would make me happy, and if I didn’t come she realized it wasn’t a personal insult to her.
So… guilt and obligation don’t motivate me to change plans. But, realizing that I have friends who are priceless does motivate me.
So, here’s the new plan for tomorrow night… after I get off work I’m going to hit the Blue Monkey for happy hour. I’ll be there from about 5:00 until time to walk over to TheatreWorks, about 7:30 probably. If anyone wants to meet me at the Monkey or at the performance, shoot me an e-mail or call my cell. Tickets to the performance would normally be $15 but tomorrow’s is pay-what-you-can night.
Speaking of the Monkey… I had lunch there today. First time I’ve been in the Midtown Monkey since the Downtown one burned down, believe it or not. I talked with the owners and one of the cooks for a while… it felt like home. I’ll be spending more time there in the future. The cook told me that he’s making his special white chili for Cinco De Mayo on Friday, so I’ll probably show up for lunch then too.
The Monkey still needs wine and champagne corks to decorate the soon-to-be-rebuilt downtown location… so be sure to save them. Hand ’em off to me if you need to, and I’ll make sure they make it to the Monkey.
I just downloaded the Wine Race pics that I took last Sunday, and good god are they awful. Trying to take pics after drinking two Call-a-Cabs isn’t a good idea… pics completely out of focus, pics where my fingers were blocking the lens. I should have handed the camera off to Mikey aka The Camera Nazi – he would have done much better. I’m especially annoyed that the pic I took up the skirt of The Most Annoying Woman On The Planet (she was standing on Pat O’s balcony, I was on the street) didn’t turn out. Although, I did get a few good boob shots of the bikini top she had on for part of the afternoon.
Kat is offended that I wrote that she’s once again my favorite blogger. “How the ‘eff did I ever NOT become your favorite blogger?” Jeez. I can’t seem to please anybody.
The judicial candidate on the roof last night was Evan Nahmias, and he’s running for General Sessions Civil Court Judge, Division 5. Vote for him in the next round of elections in August (I think it’s August) – he gave me free beer.
Time to sign off and prepare for Music Fest weekend – gotta make sure I have adequate supplies of booze, cups, mixers, etc. in the house, and I should at least try to get the place somewhat clean.