Sorry, still on the deathcab obsession. Actually bought another one this weekend. . . and it's not as good as Transatlanticism. I think. Need to listen to it some more before I say anything too definitive.
Anyway, that's not what I want to blog about. Yesterday evening was amazing, weather-wise. A patio was definitely in order, so I was delighted when the crew came together as K, M.lo, B, Liz, and Jean. We sat around, drinking beers and eating messy food, shooting the shit about bands and high school and getting messed up. Sun went down, plates were cleared, the air amazingly still retaining a tinge of warmth. More stories, a couple of yawns. A couple more, the bill. Walking back to our cars together, hugs all round. What a great night.
Non-sequitur: I walked into my office this AM, and my lone desk plant was Droopy McDrooperson of the Highland McDroops. So I watered her, and for the last hour am watching her magically revive. Some moments are rather dramatic, like a large leaf just MOVING UPWARD SUDDENLY. Plants are amazing. Life is amazing! I'm gay!
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