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A Light Dusting of Sequins and Despair

The other day I was making arrangements with my son’s grandmother. To ship him out for some East Coast adventures after summer camp ends, for the second summer in a row. This time he’ll get to visit D.C. before venturing back to North Carolina aboard his grandparents’ boat. Not too shabby. Hard to believe this summer is already halfway over! And if it continues the way it’s been, in constant heat wave/warning mode, I look forward to its end. Had myself a minor panic attack before picking the kid up this afternoon. As I struggled to breathe through this ridiculous dew point I realized I’d left my inhaler at home. Couldn’t get home fast enough to take rips off of it. I should be staying put, camped out next to the air conditioner, yet I’m going back out before long. Tonight is one I’ve been waiting for for some time. I get to see Kurt Vile opening for Thurston Moore at one venue. Then I’m hightailing it to another to see Harvey Milk (they’ve never played Minneapolis before). This time I’ll be sure my inhaler remains in my pocket. When I put my clothes back on.

There was a fair amount of busy-ness over the weekend as well. We had a friend and his kids over on Friday night. I caught up with old friends at the sold out Harvest / Disembodied reunion show on Saturday. And many new “friends” opted to use my shoulders to launch themselves off of when stage diving. After that show I headed straight home to shower other people’s sweat off of myself. Yesterday we missed out on picnic club / a pool party in exchange for a very hot backyard show at a nearby friend’s house. But we did have a sprinkler, bubbles, fireworks and watermelon to keep us happy.

After work tomorrow I’ll either be hitting the beach, or seeing the new Harry Potter movie, likely in the company of a couple who look very much like the Weasleys. GRYFFINDOR!

small steps of summer

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