Tempus fugit, even when you're not having fun

So I meant to write about this weekend on Monday, now it's Wednesday.  Oops.

I suppose I should first say that I attended Frank's birthday party last Thursday at the 10th Avenue Lounge (I believe the sign said 'Xth Ave. Lounge').  Fun time.  MAK and PatCH were there, among others.  Lots of booze.  Mild groping.  You know, the usual.

Saturday morning I got up at 5:30 a.m. to catch my 7 a.m. train to Baltimore.  I was greeted at the station by Ms. Uvula, David and Rob.  The day was spent hitting yard sales, visiting all the booths at ArtScene (I think that's what it's called), and ignoring David's constant zombie talk.  I bought a lovely print of a collage at ArtScene.  Now I just need to get it framed.  I also bought 8 or so books at the various yard sales.  Damn my compulsive book-buying.  Ah, well.

Speaking of books, I read Alex Sanchez' new book 'So Hard to Say'.  Interesting.  First time I've read a glbt book aimed at a Jr. High crowd.  His writing is getting much better since his first novel.

After all the walking around, we were joined by Zenchick for dinner.  And what a dinner it was.  Rob is an amazing cook.  After dinner, we were joined by Jwer, Cara and her friends Jane and James (I think . . . I'm terrible with names), and Michael and John (I think . . . see previous comment).  Anyway, the company was terrific.  Gay men, straight men, women and one particularly cute Boston Terrier.  Add in a bunch of Mojitos and a fabulous flourless chocolate cake, and you know the party is going to be good.  And it really, really was.

In fact, Saturday pretty much made up for all of the bullshit I've been dealing with for the last few months.

Sunday was pretty laid back and involved significantly less walking.  Rob, David and I had a leisurely breakfast of homemade (from scratch) pancakes, scrambled eggs and bacon.  When I win the lotto, I'm hiring Rob to be my live in chef.  After breakfast we watched a little tv and did crossword puzzles.  Fun stuff.  We caught a movie later in the day.  Napoleon Dynamite.  Odd little film.  But worth seeing.  Especially at Baltimore prices ($6).  Not long after that, it was time to head home.

It was a fantastic weekend and not only because I absolutely love spending time with David and Rob.  It was great hanging out with Zenchick, especially getting to see her on her own turf.  I also enjoyed meeting Jwer and Cara.  Jwer told me lots of stories about David's college years.  Mwa ha ha ha ha.  And of course, it's always great getting to be Uncle Crash for Goblin, though I wish she wouldn't chew on my beard quite so much.  At least she isn't a great dane.

It's important to have friends who recharge your batteries and renew your creativity.  Between talking theater and cooking with Rob, and talking about writing and life with David, I came back feeling so much better than I had in ages.  Then came the meat grinder . . . but that's New York for you.  The point is, I feel better now than I have in ages, even if I'm freaked out by some of the decisions I need to make.

I also started writing again.  A play based on something that Rob and I talked about and a musical that I've been meaning to write for a while and kept putting off.  Now it seems I need to have a musical in order to apply for one of the programs I'm contemplating.  Seems like a pretty good reason to write one.

It's nice to have a sense of purpose again.  I hope it doesn't morph into a feeling of being completely overwhelmed.  We'll see.