good weekend full of peculiar situations. sunday we found ourselves surrounded by senior citizens as we went to watch josh perform as part of his barbershop quartet club, also comprised almost entirely of gentleman over 50, it seems. then with our good ol’ college buddy right there singing along with them. jessica remarked, quite accurately, that ‘i don’t think i’ve ever been around this many old people in my life’. and yet, josh fared well and it was almost a strange enough site to be worth the price of admission. mostly i’m glad i didn’t follow my instinct to duck out early and miss his spotlight moment in the last song, despite having realized that 2 and a half hours of old guys singing (in quartets or otherwise) may not be entirely up my alley.

saturday was: i spent it playing video games and then drinking at a whisky bar for sarah’s birthday with friends. strange again, because the whisky drinks i tasted were actually not so great — should have gone on the rocks instead of mixed — and people i didn’t know kept taking our picture for some reason. my guess: obvious hotness?

friday we saw paris je t’aime, which if you do not know, is 18 very short films about love in paris all by different directors, with a large cast of well-known actors. the trailer makes it look better than it is, but it was good. the most fun was discussing afterward who liked which shorts, and why. i realized later how odd it was that the coen brothers’ piece, which was pretty good, could have easily been a silent movie, as the main character played by steve buscemi doesn’t say a single word. what an odd choice that a pair whose works have some of my favorite dialogue in all of film would go that route, but ah, paris is a mysterious place.

so anyway, i have a new idea to try out, where i write either right before i start or right after i finish work every day, in order to keep things from going stale around here. you know it’s gotten bad when your mother, who if not for you might not know what the word blog even means, scolds you for not blogging enough. maybe if it sticks i can escape this rut of a single weekly post where i tell you how much fun i had the weekend prior, and return to having opinions and telling jokes and sharing interesting things occasionally. cross those fingers.