Where have I been?

Where haven’t I been? The last couple of weeks of school are always crazy. Concerts, dress rehearsals, dance recitals, Father’s Day and on and on and on. Plus work, with trips to New York and a little side visit to a Newark emergency room (not for me). Better you don’t know. Just insane. I took more than 400 pictures at the dance recital, and am slowly posting them here. I took no pictures at the Newark emergency room. But you can imagine.

After a beautiful week, rain is back for the weekend, quashing my desire to find a beach somewhere. Or to take a bike ride, get out the boats, or do much of anything else. I feel like summer’s already over, but I always feel this way at the end of June. I want to get more out of the longer days, but the spring rains (which this year mostly came in May) kinda put a damper on that. My goal for the summer is to spend many evenings playing Frisbee in the street until it’s too dark to see.

Reading Nick Hornby’s “A Long Way Down.” Brilliant. Just brilliant. Listening to the Downbeat Five’s “Victory Motel,” with their also brilliant cover of “Dum Dum Ditty.” First heard it on the Underground Garage on Sirius, and now can’t get it out of my head. Watching everything under the sun — Denis Leary’s “Rescue Me,” “Napoleon Dynamite,” even “Wayne’s World.” And “Howard Stern on Demand.” Funniest stuff on the planet.