Today I hauled ass through my buglist so I could make it to quartet rehearsal by 4:30, and then over to pick up my mom so we could make it to Merrill by 7:30 to see Jess sing with Chanticleer. It was at times beautiful, sacred, and silly, and I thoroughly enjoyed it.
We saw many people I knew when I was in high school (teachers, parents of classmates). Not many people my age at the concert, though I did run into a girl who dances Tango in Portland. It was fun to have a girls' night out with my mom. And lovely to see Jess, of course! He charmed the pants off my mom, as usual, and bought us 2 CDs at the "singer rate". Now that he's leaving Chanticleer and its associated crazy touring schedule, maybe he'll actually be home next time I'm in Berkeley and I can hang out with him and his wife.
Now I'm home and am eating noodles (with yummy mushrooms from my trip to Providence!) at 11pm and trying to wind down by endeavoring to increase the bacterial content of my kombucha culture. I've missed my sourdough culture so much (darned wheat-free lifestyle) that I'm having tons of fun with my new kombucha "pet". Wheeeeeeeeee!