There are certain weekends that are just destined to be great. This weekend may be one of them. This weekend not only marks the beginning of the Olympics (of which I have mixed feelings this year but am still growing daily more excited for) but it also contains the day on which I turn another year older. I’ll get to see my family this weekend and some of my best friends, and no matter what kind of events unfold, it’s an August weekend, so I know it will be a good one.
If I may, then, I’d like to designate in advance another sure-to-be-awesome weekend: September 19-20. I don’t know how to begin building this up with the right amount of suspense, so I’ll just give you the facts: Friday night we’re going to be in Chicago to see… Jenny Lewis! Ahh! Jenny and her acid tongue. I can’t wait. Then the next day we are driving all the way up to Green Bay for, are you ready? The Art Table Reunion Show! It’s officially happening! September 20th at the Eagle’s Club. Be there, all right? We’ll even have a few new songs, just for you.
Finally, I’d like to close by saying that today I had lunch at a popular burrito chain which I suppose will go unnamed. I went there because I won a coupon for a free burrito, otherwise it’s not really on my dining circuit. On the way in I read a sign on the door that said, “Our burritos are so good you’ll need a cigarette when you’re done. Just don’t smoke it in here.” Funny, right? It was their attempt at a clever spin on the No-Smoking sign, meant to suggest, I assume, that their burritos are as good as or better than sex. Kind of a bold assertion (probably wouldn’t want to explain that sign to my kids) but more upsetting than the crude analogy was the basic encouragement of smoking. Just not there. Smoking is cool, but not in our restaurant, okay? Smoking doesn’t give you lung cancer, and our burritos won’t give you a heart attack. Heck, why am I protecting them? The restaurant was Chipotle Mexican Grill! Kind of a tasteless move, for a pretty tasty burrito place.