Monday
Autobiographical Corner
Ann Arbor on a Saturday night. Brutal. Without going into all the whining details, suffice it to say that, when I agreed to go to Ann Arbor for my daughter's a ceppella group's performance, it was because there was no home football game. Well, that didn't make much of a difference . . . with a home basketball game, home hockey game, an arts and crafts fair, some huge performance at Ann Arbor's largest venue, and who knows what else going on. We were lucky to get a place at Buffalo Wild Wings, where I couldn't get a second drink to help calm my steering-wheel-frayed hands and the food took an eviternity to arrive. It's the first time I've ever sat down at a Buffalo Wild Wings. I'm pretty sure it'll be my last. * * * * * * * The good news, though: the performance was excellent. I went with low expectations, not because the girls in the group aren't talented, but because, based on the Youtube videos I'd seen of previous performances, I expected Whitney-Houston-on-Quaaludes music. It wasn't like that at all. Half of the music was fast-paced; the other half was slow but pretty decent. And they spiced it with videos, dance, and an improv comedy team. I gave the performance a solid ten out of ten. * * * * * * * The amateur video below is from my camera. That's Abbie singing the solo (the short girl in front). I'm bummed the sound quality didn't come out better. * * * * * * * "So," I hear the TDE faithful saying, "how did the staycation go?" The short answser: it didn't. The first two days were alright. I worked about ten hours total and actually felt a measure of relaxation creep into my life. Then all hell broke loose at the office on Wednesday. I ended up working over thirty hours the rest of the week . . . for a forty-hour work week total, which is kinda like a vacation, I suppose. * * * * * * * I've also come to the conclusion that, although there are far fewer external distractions at my house, I'm not quite disciplined enough to do staid law office work there for hours at a time. Too many other things draw me away, so, for now, I'll continue to hunker down in my law office. There are worse fates.
