Quip Van Winkle

Friday and Saturday nights were busy for me this weekend. On Friday, I went to see another band that our keyboardist, Jim, gigs with, called Reality Tour (can't find a website to link). Some of their music overlaps with ours in Running in Circles, but they tend to have more of an edge than we do. They were really good! So good, that time flew and I left when I looked at the time on my cell phone, and it read 1:04am. (Yikes!)

Saturday night, Running in Circles played at the Tequila Ranch in downtown Cleveland. A combination of the nearby Justin Timberlake (yuck!) concert, and people looking to have a good time afterward gave us a better attendance than anyone expected. After all, temperatures were in single digits, and in the minus-20s with wind chill. I got to bed around 3:30am this morning...

...and still made it to bible study, church, and lunch & cake celebrating the Classical Pelican's "Beatle's Birthday" ("will you still need me, will you still feed me....") in fine, wide-awake fashion.

Then digestion kicked in...I turned into Quip Van Winkle for over five hours, missing the Cleveland Cavs wet themselves on national television again, and not returning to consciousness until the middle of the 3rd quarter of the Super Bowl. (I have an "Open Letter to LeBron" post coming in the next week or so, I feel. It's been festering for the last couple of weeks.)

Mrs. Quipper (a.k.a Homestead Lutheran Academy), always diligent in her mid-game TV ad analysis, told me I really didn't miss much from the commercials in the first half, and that I probably ended up seeing the best commercials anyway. She also said the halftime show was all washed up...er, all wet...well, you get the point. She's not a Prince fan, but said he did well, all things considered; it was pouring rain during most of the Super Bowl.

So, 'tis now 11:00pm, and I am refreshed. Better find a way to get tired, right quick. :-)