Geriatric Catfight
Weekend was really good so I have to write about it.
Tapas
1) We celebrated Dana’s birthday at Picaro, a tapas place. I bumped into a Macite there, and the CEO’s of google were there. Dana works for google so we went with a group of nice googlers. The tapas menu lacked depth and I was charged with ordering. I seriously think I could be a wedding planner, though I do not want to be.
80’s dancing
2) Afterwards we went to a cool 80’s club called Delerium. When we walked in the bartender sneered to a patron saying "what are these yuppies doing here?" I was at first offended. But, then, I was told that I am a yuppie. So, I guess it’s ok. We had so much fun dancing and carrying on. I am so inspired by the 80’s. This place had such a fun demographic mix of scenesters, and every race, creed, sexuality, and age was represented, including lots of short people. Loved it. (That’s one thing about living in the city - people are much more segmented in general than in a small progressive town like say, Amherst where there are many less social options.)
Domestic Warlock
3) I had a very domestic weekend. I went to three different Ross’s and am intimately aware of their homegoods offerings. I enjoy buying homegoods almost too much.
Geriatric Catfight
4) On Sunday, we went to see Into the Woods in Palo Alto. I bought Joanna tickets for her birthday. This was a professional equity play and to be honest, I think I could compete with any of the male voices. It made me feel good. The acting was great. At the end of the second act, these two 80-something white-haired lasses started cat-fighting. I was the only one under 65 there, so it was of course my responsibility to stop it. The woman next to me asked that I did. So, I went over and scolded them twice. This sort of thing makes me realize that we are all the same in terms of our instincts (Jerry Springer guests and accountants), just some of us have more to lose than others. When you’re old, you have less restraint and less to lose. Anyway, I didn’t feel quite valiant. It reminded me eerily of the catfight between the women on the bus about a year ago. Question: why me? This stuff doesn’t happen to my friends.
Nightmares
5) It has been mighty cold in my apartment, so I have been sleeping with a blanket over my head, which I suspect is leading me to have nightmares. Last night, I feel like I had a film festival of every genre of nightmare, from spirits, to robbers, to disease, to job problems…all in succession. It was annoying. I had a really important meeting this morning at 9 am, and woke up and thought I pressed snooze, but really pressed hour, so I work up at 8, but it said 9, and I freaked. Not the most restful night. Maybe it’s because I watched Kiss Kiss Bang Bang which was really good but disturbingish.
Conference
6) Today I attended a conference for advancement professionals: CASE. The experience totally juxtaposed all the substantive law conferences I had attended in the past (CAOC, NAELA, etc.) I actually enjoyed it instead of fighting to stay awake. I engaged in group discussions and overall had a rip-roaring time. I realized today that I really like to hear myself speak when I feel like I am being articulate, which is not all the time. I told a bunch of alumni directors about beta blockers, which was funny. (by the way, the generations have been redefined in the development world: people born in 1961-1981 are Gen X and are characterized by reactiveness, people born after 1981 are Millenials/Gen Y and are characterized by civic engagement. Pretty interesting, no?) Walking back from the party I realized how much I love the buzz of the holidays in SF, the cold air, the lights, the clanging bells of Ferry Plaza. It felt really right.
Morocco
7) I desperately want to try this new hole-in-the-wall Moroccan restaurant in my ‘hood called "Tajine"
Party boy
I have lots of holiday parties coming up, which makes me feel busy - yelp elite, lila, a house party or two, and a x-mas tree decorating party at Mills.
Peace out. Sorry if uninteresting.
December 5th, 2005 at 6:39 pm
I’m glad to hear that Merinda and I are in the same generation now. What is meant by “reactionary”?