Life Imitates The Onion
I’ve been off work for a little over a week now. This was partly by choice, and part by necessity.
I took a break in my freelancing schedule to sneak down to Texas to meet my nephew, see my family and old friends, and get some amazing barbeque. It was a great trip.
I got back to SF last Monday night, and, well, haven’t been doing much of anything since.
Then a good friend alerted me to a story she had seen in The Onion recently. It was about a guy who took the week off, but, amazingly, didn’t accomplish much:
“This was the week all the shit I’d been putting off for years–big and small–was going to get done.”
I strangely relate.
Things I was able to accomplish:
* I started reading a couple of books: Adventures on the Wine Route, by Kermit Lynch, and now Bacchus & Me, by Jay McInerney. Oh, and been drinking a lot of wine, both in and out of conjunction with reading these books.
* I cashed in about six months of coins at Coinstar. Grand total? $11.17.
* Finally got around to seeing The Crying Game. Eh. Besides being dated, I found it cheesy and not too compelling. Love fellow Texan Forest Whitacker though.
* Went to a blind wine tasting at the house of some good friends. That was a first, and perhaps what spurred the reading spell mentioned above.
* Read an amazing story by Anthony Lane in the “Journeys” issue of The New Yorker. It’s about the new crop of European discount airlines. Hilarious and informative, a lot like its author.
* Played music with a friend. It had been awhile, but was a lot of fun.
Did a fair amount of assorted other reading, seeing friends, and generally fucking off.
What a break it’s been. And I’m actually happy to go back to work tomorrow, drunk and/or hungover on this break.
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