One of my closest high school friends married his longtime girlfriend at the beautiful arboretum on the Penn State campus this weekend.
It was great fun.
I finally got to see one of the fabulously entertaining live performance shows by Martha Graham Cracker, a drag queen-style singer, at L’Etage in Philadelphia.
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Family and I took the opportunity to visit my sister in Mountain View, Calif. as a chance to also visit San Francisco and Monterey.
Photos on Facebook here.
SACM and I rented bicycles for a wonderful tour of SF, including, predictably but wonderfully, over the Golden Gate Bridge to Monterey, and all the way back to the Mission and the StrEAT Market.
We did the cable cars and Uber to a boat out in the Bay (dramamine actually worked for me!). Saw the Condor Club and Chinatown and Ghiradeli Square and all that, after we started down to Monterey for the aquarium and beach-going.
Great $72.50 seats at the beautiful Mann Center, moderately priced concert food, tons of humid heat and lots of dancing with SACM.
We had fun and then took the long walk out of the venue, walking for the Mann’s skyline view.
I’ve listened to Guster, Ben Folds Five and Barenaked Ladies since my older sister introduced me to them while I was in high school. It was great to hear some new songs and many I knew.
It was a full on Atlantic City bachelor party weekend — driving down following a tailgating and Philadelphia Union match in the pouring rain and following through to a Sunday drive in traffic home.
A week in the dense, central heart of Panama, the small, narrow pathway between the Atlantic and Pacific oceans was the memorable international trip I was privileged to get the chance to take on this month.
Panama, a country of less than 4 million people on land less than that of Pennsylvania, is best known for its powerful Panama Canal that was American operated until 1999. Until 1989, it was run by the dangerous despot Manuel Noriega but since then democracy has flourished and, with the New York Times profile in toe, is growing its tourism sector to try to compete with more popular Belize and Costa Rica.
I told a ROAD TRIP story at the latest First Person Arts Story Slam. It was, looking back, a little racy for the audience, so I hope you enjoy it — five minutes or so. Maybe NSFW. Give it a watch
It was my first time telling a story in a public setting like that, in this case part of the popular Story Slam series from the nonprofit First Person Arts. I had told this story first for Story Shuffle, but cut it down by half.
Today, SACM and I enjoyed the 7th annual Chester County Hot Air Balloon Festival today.
Last August, I was due for Jury Duty. As I was instructed by the form mailed to me, I called an information hotline the night before and was told that I wasn’t needed.
I breathed a little sigh of relief because, though in April 2010, I was very moved by a Common pleas judge imploring residents to take jury duty seriously (saying: “People with jobs do everything they can to get out, so who do you think is left?”), I was equally nervous about taking a day off from work and how behind that would put me.
But then I got a notice again in April for a June date. Dutifully I called again, but this time I was told to report, which I did, Friday, June 7 to the Criminal Justice Center in Center City Philadelphia.