It would seem a new weekend is upon me. Seems like the last one just ended. It was eventful, relatively speaking:
1. Had four days off in a row. Whew.
2. Finalized some wedding stuff and made good progress on other wedding stuff.
3. Went to the baseball game and, despite using sunblock, got badly sunburned. This left me ill and feverish for a couple of days. The Braves lost.
4. Ate something that left my plumbing amiss. Either chicken or sausage or chicken sausage. I'm not sure.
5. Wound up longing for the relative comfort of a hangover. You'd think I might have managed to acquire one with four days off and all. But no, just sunburn and diarrhea.
6. Saw Why Are We Building Such A Big Ship? at Mondohomo, an annual event here in Cabbagetown. Saw them in the last of the daylight in a little park with no amplification. It was nice. The band is from New Orleans. They are good. The wiry little hobbit who leads them plays a mean accordion and has the sort of voice I appreciate. He's talented. His horn section was, at times, not up to the material. He shouldn't have any trouble finding talented horn players in New Orleans. See them should you ever get the chance.
7. Now I am home with a sore throat. And a bulldog.
