Week and weekend recap
Summers seem to be a hard time for me to keep on top of things. I haven’t updated the blog, or really done much on ThisNext either. I’ve even fallen behind Flickr-ing. I started this post on Friday, and promptly forgot about it for the rest of the weekend as well. But better late than never. The up-side is that I have been having lots of fun out in that place we call the “real world”, so I can’t complain overly much.
Florida was fun, and everything you might think Disney in the middle of July would be: sweaty, hot, long lines and a few rainstorms to dampen your parade. But it was also a lot of fun. I hadn’t been down there in so long, so I got to do some things I never did when I was young, and got to compare things to my memory. The Haunted Mansion wasn’t quite as bad as memory served, I survived Thunder Mountain, and I will never do Splash Mountain again in a million years.
Since getting back, I had a shoot eat up my Weds, took an ex-co-worker out for farewell drinks that night, and saw The Police and Elvis Costello Thurs night. Elvis Costello was as great as he always is. I was kicking myself though, because as we walked into the venue at 7:25 for a 7:30 show, and he was already playing! Damn me and my not getting out of work on time! And the Police were pretty awesome too. They played the hits, and most of my personal favorites. (concert review) I do want to know whose (grand)kid was on stage for the second encore though. Kinda odd, and the kid looked a bit scared. And Sting really needs to cut that beard off. Unless he has joined the hallowed order of the hobos, and is eschewing the tour bus to ride the rails in between shows. In that case, it’s totally fine. Was going for the triple play by seeing The Dark Knight on Friday, but that got moved to Sunday due to a scheduling conflict. Which ended up probably being better (even though I still did not end up seeing it) because Sat was one helluva day.
It started out by me heading to my mom’s, and then we took off for Brookline to get snorkel gear at East Coast Divers. It’s a trek, but they’re really well respected and know their stuff. We got fitted for goggles, grabbed some snorkels, and I’ll grab the fins either today or tomorrow. So we’ll be all set for our trip to the Turks and Caicos over Labor Day. Then we booked it up to Danvers, to a BBQ in honor of her B-Day with people from her work. That was nice, and I got to see a bunch of people who I don’t normally, so that was terrific. Then I rushed down to Woburn to meet the friend who was going to the Springsteen concert with me that night at Gillette Stadium.
Both of us were running late for a variety of reasons, and were really hoping that the show would not start at the given 7:30 showtime. We figured we’d have until 8, based on prior experiences, but as traffic came to a screeching halt we could only hope that the lightening we were seeing in the distance meant that the show was delayed. When the skies opened up and a monsoon seemed like it was descending on us, our spirits picked up. We pulled into the nearest lot about 8:30, and walked as fast as our feet would carry us into the stadium. We were just fine, as the concert started at almost 9:30. We were still disappointed that we would get a shorter show because of the noise curfew at 11…except…we weren’t! He played until about 12:15!! They came out of the gate swinging, and the energy never really dipped. He was incredibly interactive with the fans down front, and even took posters from people and played a bunch of requests. At one point, at the beginning of the encore, the stadium staff turned all the lights on, as a hint I guess, but he just kept playing, not even stopping between songs. Finally, the lights went down for the last song, American Land, but even then, they were cajoled into playing Rosalita, one last song to cap the night. It was an absolutely amazing night. Then we wandered back to the car, getting there about 12:50, and didn’t manage to make it out of the parking lot until about 2:10. Collapsed into bed around 3am, and slept really well… (concert review)


