My weekend...

Sometimes I feel like I'm trapped in some Pleasantville-equivalent, a place Where Nothing Ever Happens -- while other people I know are out having adventures. Boring, stable, vanilla suburbia. Main Street -r- us. Maybe it is simply having kids and a household to maintain, maybe it is middle age, maybe it is that I have few close friends (and those tend to live far away). Whatever...

( Mundane details follow... )