And Where Will She Go and What Shall She Do When Midnight Come Around?

My friend J. who's idea it was to go to Shakespeare's on Saturday night.

Okay, kids. It's Sunday night, but the good news is that it's also finally March. In March, it will start getting warmer and we'll begin Daylight Saving's Time. The other good thing about March, is that I get to start taking my vacation time that I save during our busy season at work. I'll use a day and a half this month and April and then in May I'll use one day and we'll get a holiday. Then through the Summer, I give myself at least a week a month. I can't wait for the extra time.

The scene at the bar.

This weekend was wonderful again. Friday night, Coadster and I got taco pizza from Happy Joe's and watched movies. Stinky went to a basketball game and then came home. It was so nice and mellow. Oh, how I enjoy my slothful Friday nights.

Speaking of movies, I watched a few this weekend. I watched the Vicky Cristina Barcelona movie, and watching Scarlett Johansson and Penelope Cruz make-out was worth probably anything you would pay to see it...And I'm totally straight. Oh, and Javier Bardem would also have been worth the price of admission.

I saw The Visitor as well, and really liked it. Richard Jenkins was rightfully nominated for an Oscar. His performance was amazing.

Finally, I saw Factory Girl about Edie Sedgewick. It probably wasn't the best movie in the world, but it was more of a nostalgia thing for me. When I was 19, my friends and I would take acid and listen to The Velvet Underground and fantasize about living in Andy Warhol's factory. I know a lot of stupid kids did the same thing back then, the movie brought back some of those memories for me.

The performers performing and one woman dancing and dranking to them.

Saturday during the day, the girls and I went to the mall. It was packed again. One thing I will say about this economic crisis, is that it seems to have taken food prices through the roof, but you can buy clothes for almost nothing. Seriously. I bought skirts for .97 cents a piece, and we got Coadster's $100 prom dress for $65. Crazy, huh?

This time someone besides me was getting flipped-off.

While I was at the mall, my friend G. called to say that she and her roommates were going out to Shakespeare's to see some guys play kind of bluesy music for free and ask if I wanted to go. Sure. What the hell. So, I was designated driver and we went for a bit. It was also packed, and mostly by people who weren't in their twenties. It's always so refreshing to see people my own age when I go out.

Here's me and D. and my hair in her face.

We stayed until midnight. My friend K. and her boyfriend A. even joined us, and I hadn't gone out with them since New Year's Eve. I eventually drove everyone to the Dublin, where I drank soda and never ceased to be amused by my less sober friends.

This guy sure doesn't seem to appreciate the close proximity of hot brunettes to him, does he?

At the end of the evening, my drunk friends piled into my mom car and I drove them to their destinations. I didn't even have to worry about waking up with a hang over. Nice.

Soooo, were you able to stay hang-over free this weekend?