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No weekend update? Hold on,I gots this…

Weather
Its gonna be hot as hades and twice as humid. Day, night, it doesn’t matter. You will feel sticky all the damn time. God forbid you have to do something physical. My advice? If you aren’t underwater you should be indoors. Drink fluids if your religion allows this.

Weekend
Friday
Doesn’t matter your options, you are gonna do the same damn thing again, aren’t you? Mall, bars, dinners, parcheesi, translating Welsh sea shanties into Olde English… whatever it is that you usually do, you’ll just do it again. Don’t front, I know how you roll.

Saturday
With the exception of the World Cup at 3pm, this will pretty much be a rehash of Friday in which you go to that joint for dinner, or hang out with those friends, or see that band at that bar. I mean its Charlottesville, we just fucking rock like that! Its like a vast and endless conveyor belt of awesome.

Sunday
Do I even have to go there? I mean you get the theme right? Its father’s day, so you should probably take him out to brunch (I hear they are having a special on scampi at jiffy lube) or call him or something right? Bring him to story time. Sure he has his quirks, but over all he’s a pretty cool guy and doesn’t afraid of anything. But other than that, its pretty much just another sunday.

If I missed anything, feel free to let me know, and I wont add it as I find computers to be an anathema on weekends. But it will be in the comments and thats basically just as good. Hell it will probably be the top comment til next thursday!

Ahem.

Now that I have that out of my system, here’s my prescription: try something new. Seriously. Contact an old friend, talk to a stranger, smile at somebody, dig that there is fruit and baby flowers basically everywhere this time of year, go somewhere else – maybe somewhere out of your comfort zone… Honestly, I am beginning to realize its not the restaurants, bars, clubs, bands, city council, street musicians, cliquishness, economy, environment, bricks, weeklies, blogs, universities, parking, noise, or any other damn thing that makes this town like some sort of mobius strip wearing an all enveloping wool sweater. No sir. It is us, running in our little rabbit runs. I say we should be the change. This idea is still a zygote, but i think it has potential. Besides, since Golden Coral shut down, we are pretty much naked and on our on. So. Who’s with me?