It is what it isn't

Friday night Seinfeld and then an Annapolis Basin wedding, where "this time" the bride did not flake out.  Heh.  Some excellent cracks by Jerry - dying doing what you hate, not having the energy to drink anything larger than the small 5 hour energy capsule, the repetition of words to denote seriousness among those who do not know better.   A fleeting and impolitic comment on the fluid situation of #metoo the only real comment on current events, which seemed surprising even as it wasn't.  I expect more from Noah in a few weeks.

The wedding too was a strange affair, in not knowing the company well, and so watching it from a more detached perspective.  Nice all the same, happy to hear of the honeymoon plans through Iceland and Ireland.  Those were the days.

Such nostalgia prompted a revisitation of theatrical experiences, to go along with the recording of the live Arsenal matches witnessed.  Funny how the memory works, what is remembered and what is forgotten.  A good way to kill the time.  Now at the library making a further entry here for nostalgia's sake as well.  Need a book to keep me from Twitter the remainder of the night.  So it goes.  Lazy Fall, as you contemplate the road ahead, but not too closely.  Yet.  More and more the feeling grows, next year the change will come, just in time for 40.