(to the sound of the triangle)

It has been a long time,
It has been a long time,
a very long time since...

Weekend very busy,
Weekend very busy,
Leads to blog silence.

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Q: Oh, this is all well and fine, but tell me, O great blogster, what has kept you so busy as to not update your blog?

A: It started Friday evening. It was sunny, with a brisk wind. Travis and I walked down to the Park Theatre. There we rendezvoused (I checked the spelling) with Chelsea and Melissa, and got ready for the showing of "Monty Python's Quest for the Holy Grail"! (There were tables in the theatre!) The hewing of limbs looks so much better on a big screen. And seeing it beside people who have never seen it before makes it even more hilarious. This time I appreciated the true brilliance of the characters. Every fantasy element was played off of, from Tim the Sorcerer who was a firebolt happy to the bickering heads on the three headed giant.

The Upper Room: the upper room is a loft above the theatre with nice couches. There is a hole in the ceiling where the giant in the attic can stick his leg down. We are better than geniuses here, for we beat Mensa puzzles and Travis even insulted them. That makes us better. And then we solved Travis' seagull puzzle (see Chelsea's blog) and that makes the rest of us better than Travis. So we are in a league much higher than everybody else. That is why we sat in the loft.

The Bridge: or BDI is not too far from the Park Theatre. It turned out to be a warm evening, and no wind. I got a vanilla cone, chocolate dipped. We walked across the bridge. There was ice cream that had fallen. Collective tear. The lights were flickering on the bridge, as they must do at the end of eternity. We kept walking. We are better than eternity, for we walked right past it. Into the residential zone on the other side. The streets were warm, and houses looked like cottages, like ginger bread cottages. Deer stood silent on front lawns (groomed by a lawn care service) as we passed. We got to the end of the street. There was water on the far side, down below. This is what the end is like. Remember.

Moths: There were two big moths circling the light. One left.

Bada Bing Party Bus: Maybe he followed the music.

And I look back on this night and say "It was good". Correction, "It was very good". I feel it was an opening to the Summer. Yes, laughter. Yes, ice cream at night. Yes, indeed.