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Fingertips.
We took the boys to see They Might Be Giants on Saturday. They loved it! Jeanine and I loved it too, but for me the whole experience was just completely bizarre.We went with my high school best friend Brian and his family (they've also got boys 2 and 4). The show was at the Variety Playhouse in Little Five Points -- which, if you're familiar with the area, you'll know isn't exactly host to a bunch of kids that often. The hipsters, hippies, and hobos were confounded (and delighted?) by the sight of real live children in their midst. Brian and I have been to a lot of shows throughout the years, and a good number of them have been at the very same venue. In fact, if you'd been at the Variety Playhouse on the right night back in 1991, you would have found two high school dorks bouncing around to They Might Be Giants -- two dorks completely oblivious to the idea that they'd return a good 17 years later with families in tow. Fun, but bizarre, stuff! | |
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SOOO weird. I think about stuff like that all the time. I have a friend out here in the Bay Area that is from Marietta. We hung out last week out by the Golden Gate Bridge and I was reminded just how far we've come...I went to his Bar Mitzvah 11 years ago with Daddy. Shalom! Posted by: Uncle Kemble at March 18, 2008 02:06 AM
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