I’ve been meaning to write a whole thing here, but other stuff always seem to be calling for my attention. So instead, I’ll just say I’ve been happily busy of late and offer a brief recap of this past weekend.

Friday night was Kristin’s birthday party, which we had at Skateworld. She and the ladies have wanted to dress up like extras from a roller disco movie and go skating for a while, plus I had a Groupon, so this seemed like a good opportunity to rub elbows with the under-15 crowd.

Everyone seemed to have fun, and I acquitted myself nicely by not falling on my ass once, and also by not punching any obnoxious tweens in the throat. The pizza was fairly tasty and didn’t give me food poisoning, so it was a win all around.

Then on Saturday I went to a goodbye party for Sarah, who is callously abandoning Ohio next month for the warmer climes of San Diego. Not that I’ll be sorry to see her go. No, sir, not at all. (If I mask the sadness with sarcasm, then there will be no tears, right?)

Saw a number of people there I went to high school with, which was entertaining and not awkward like I’d feared it might be. I sometimes forget the person I am now and the person I was a decade ago bear little resemblance to each other in a number of ways. Ate some food and wine, and did horribly at some drinking-related card games. Oh, and I also got invited to a wedding in a couple of weeks. And who says I’m not charming.

On Sunday, I went to Richmond with my family to celebrate my dad’s birthday, which was also last week. I had the best salad ever at Texas Roadhouse, of all places. And some awful cake. Thanks for using icing that tasted like it was made from paste, Meijer Bakery.

And on an unrelated note, the song “Carpetbaggers” by Jenny Lewis and Elvis Costello has been stuck in my head all goddamn day. Hopefully it’ll lodge itself in yours as well.

So that’s what I’ve been up to. Now it’s time to sign off and try to pick up the threads of the Project of a Novelish Nature.