If one goes to a concert but does not Instagram it, did it really happen? By way of an update, here are some things that happened of which I have no photographic proof:
- I moved my website to a new server and shit when a little funky, hence the long gap since my last post
- We went to see The Neighborhood at The Fox Theater in Oakland (where we also saw Pentatonix) — and felt really, really old
- I crossed the 6 month mark at my jorb
- We went to see the musical Once at the Curran Theater in SF — very old theater, very steep seating, very few bathrooms, great staging of the musical
- I was in my oldest, most bestest friend’s wedding at the Nationals baseball stadium
- We hot tub-crashed some friends who visited California wine country
All that to say it’s been awhile. How are you? My brain has been backlogged with posts and they’re pushing out important information, like geography, so I’m hoping to get them out soon.
Ooh, actually I found a photo from the stadium wedding. After everything was over and we were trying to find our way out, I made them stop for a really obvious photo op.
In other mildly interesting news, I got called for jury duty for the first time. So I’m officially an adult. We’re all very excited.
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