Commute No. 13
There was nothing special except for the opportunity to commute Friday morning. I woke up refreshed at 5 after a nice night's sleep. I almost didn't ride out of complacency, but I took the LHT for both the short route there and the short route home, using Audobon each time for a change of pace. I had to hightail it home b/c we went on a double date to ZFushion for a VD dinner. We had an excellent meal and I encourage whomever to give it a try; be prepared to have adequate cash :-). We spent about $100 for the 2 of us, but had every course and split a reasonable bottle of wine. A 'Benjamin' is a good sized wad of cash these days, but it was worth it, I think.
After the meal we went to see Son Volt. It was probably the wife's 10th time or more seeing them and my 6th or so. I found myself feeling nostalgic, thinking of seeing early Son Volt shows before 'Z' was even born. Jay Farrar seems to be glancing back into a country vane/vain?? like the early alt-country records, and I found the show more enjoyable than anticipated, even with the 2 drunken idiotic women who were swaying into everybody's space.
After the meal we went to see Son Volt. It was probably the wife's 10th time or more seeing them and my 6th or so. I found myself feeling nostalgic, thinking of seeing early Son Volt shows before 'Z' was even born. Jay Farrar seems to be glancing back into a country vane/vain?? like the early alt-country records, and I found the show more enjoyable than anticipated, even with the 2 drunken idiotic women who were swaying into everybody's space.
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