I've been on the go every day for the last 2 months. I've covered a ton of ground and I kind of saw this cold coming from around the corner. My eyes felt a little itchy and I started sneezing last Wednesday... and that's how it starts. I knew a cold was gonna come. I braced myself for the worse, but I still fought it long enough to go up to Madison.
My original intention was to help Natty Nation script out a business plan, but then Moona called and mentioned she'd pick up a ticket to Del The Funky Homosapien for Saturday night... and I was sold. While I was on my way up I made the general calls to friends. I didn't see a bunch of people I would have like to have, but the time I did get to spend with friends was quality.
Unfortunately, Moona didn't make it through the night. She was a trooper. We both had colds, but she wasn't about to let her sickness get in the way of her having a good time. Of course, OTC cold medicine and alcohol (vodka & sake) and sushi don't mix very well. She started looking a lil green behind the gills just before our group headed off to the B-more... she made it as far as the side of the theatre before losing her cookies. Even after that she decided to come inside the show... now that's dedication for ya! I felt for her, but I also had to say hello to a ton of friends at the B-more. I'd only taken a couple of pseudoephedrine HCL tablets and felt great until I found out that Justine sent Moona home in a cab.
Later that night, Yaniv & I headed over to the Great Dane where Brother Ali was throwin' down. It was probably one of the best nights of hip hop Madison had ever seen.
Eventually, I made it back to Yaniv's place and crashed. I woke up and headed over to see how Moona was holding up. Instead of going out for breakfast, I went with Yaniv to his Trapeze class. The class was held on State St. on the third floor of what I thought was an office building. Inside was a naturally brightly lit room with white 25' cielings from which 4 trapeze were suspended above a hard pine floor... no net. The class seemed pretty fun. I'm not very touchy feely, and the instruction came off as one of those "reach out with your feelings" kind of events. Definitely, the words that come to mind when using aparatus is form, followed by function (because of my gymnastics background)... however it seemed that technique took a back seat. Maybe because it was a beginners class, they wanted everyone to feel comfortable and excited about it and generally, you don't get that when your instructors are barking at you "Point your toes! Throw your head back! Keep your leg straight!" We'll see what the pictures look like.
By the time we got out of there, I was good an hungry. We had some food and drinks over at the State Bar & Grill and watched Green Bay stomp Minnesota through the first half. After that I finally made my way out to see Aaron & Laduma. As I wrote notes to what will soon be a working business plan we watched the Vikings win the second half, but not the game. Go Pack! By the time the night came. I met back up with Moona, Justine & Yaniv. We went to "The Portal" a new little club off of Willy St. and had some great hors d'eurves, drinks and even a little dance party. It was was a Scorpio themed party w/ a dress code (men wear black, women wear red). We danced. We talked. We drank. All in all I had a good time!
Monday morning Justine and I drove off back to Chicago. The cold has come back in full force and I even stayed home a day to recouperate. I'm down to my last couple of pseudophed tabs, which is fine because I'm on the tail end of the having this cold... I'm also about on the tail end of this stories. Happy birthday to all you Scorpios out there! I hope you have a great year!