My Town has a Night Life

...and I'm too old for it! My husband is in a play at the local theatre. That means that sometimes after the play we go out with the cast and crew. There is one local restaurant that decided to stay open late after the performances and see if they could get a crowd of people that just want to go out and have a drink. We went a few times (they started this during rehearsals). They advertised in the program that they were doing this. It was announced in the director's announcements.

Then the second weekend of the play -- they stopped! We went after the performance on Friday and they were closed! So we ended up going to another restaurant/bar. The only problem with this one is that it is definitely for a younger, single crowd. It was also so noisy that you couldn't converse with the person next to you.

The following night, we had a VIP table set up at the Glass Cactus courtesy of one of the girls in the play who works there. If I had thought that Friday night was noisy -- I was wrong. The band that was playing was semi-ok and the dance floor was full. We had a couple drinks and tried to talk to a few people. I'm glad that I can say that I've been there -- but it's not my kind of place.

This town needs a bar where everyone knows your name and has music like Michael Buble playing in the background.

The Eccentric One

My son has sat for the past 24 hours in his orange upholstered chair near the student union at Texas Tech. Why? Because he is eccentric. He also handed out sheets of paper with the word "Fjord" on them. Why? Because he is eccentric. The whole thing may also be called performance art.

Why is he eccentric? Because I chose to procreate with this eccentric guy I met in college!

I think the whole thing is rather odd, but I am proud that he is so comfortable in his own skin.