having a down week... Don't know if it was the election, or the coldass drizzley weather, or the holidays coming up all wierd and cold and unfamiliar without D, but whatever it is, it's been a hard bitch to shake off.

Rebecca was feeling kinda similar, I guess, so we decided to hit the town saturday night. She totally treated me, too, all cab style. We Pioneer squared it, listened to(and made fun of) various uninspired DJs and then hit the New Orleans Club for a pretty cool jazz band.

We chowed on catfish, corncakes and hushpuppies, extolling the virtues of the humble, and yet so satisfying, cornmeal-I mean, dang it, it's even good as plain ol' cornmeal mush!

People were shakin' they bootay, all kindsa pretty women, but the sweetest of all was this old couple, out there cutting the rug, his hand tight to her waist and her long white hair swinging in time to the beat. They were just so clearly having a great time, loving dancing and loving being together... Nice to see in this blighter of a world where it's so damn hard for people to work it out.

Rebecca was starting to nod, poor chickie gets up at, like 4:30am to go to work... So we listened to the last song(belted out in trueblues style by an audience member whom they invited up, she just happened to be a jazz singer from Minneapolis) and strolled around downtown for a bit before bundling into a taxicab home.

It was good to get out, it didn't quite kick our blahs outta town, but it helped and I'm blessed to have such an awesome soul for my housemate and friend.

I was supposed to go dancing the next morning-but it got cancelled at the last minute, so there I was all up and braided and all, on a sunday morning, with nothing to do till sam got home at 1. Rebecca was wandering about sleepily getting her morning together, so I wondered:

'Are you too hungover for a massage?'

Of course the answer was an enthusiastic "bring it on, babe!" So I spent my morning massaging. First Rebecca, then the neighbor, Sarah, then Sam-a full all out little boy massage too, that was really fun although I felt kinda like I was massaging an exploding gigglemachine.

It was definately a good use of the morning.