You've probably thought of all kinds of ways to snap your temporary
malaise and get your income up to the lifestyle to which you were
accustomed. However, and it bears pointing out, there's a fundamental
cool when you watch the Tigers on TV because you won't blow money on
the actual game because you've struck out on your own. It's never
going to show up in an American Express commercial, but it's true
none-the-less. And you've clearly forgotten that you are, even without
funds, cutting edge. So instead of going to the Tigers, you go to a
less expensive improv show up on Halstead? Well, hey, not just
everyone is going to have the soul and taste to respond to that. But
you do. Maybe I could think of a better example in Chicago, but
Saturday night in Detroit, Amanda and I caught a late night
performance at my favorite black box, the Planet Ant, twenty bucks two
tickets, and we sat in front row seats, audience of twenty,
http://www.planetant.com/. It was an astounding performance; I love it
when a play just blows my mind. It's a playhouse where I've put in
some work as a grant writer and a volunteer, and I am gratified to see
how it functions as a first stop for great talent. I could go on about this, but first some feedback from you. Hey, you
could call me a pollyanna. As for my taking you to a game, it's
possible. But a wine dinner is more, more likely. Actually, I would like to catch a baseball game. The parking pirates
in downtown Detroit who hold the city in thrall spoil the game
somewhat by charging up the wazoo for close at hand parking. That
kinda ticks me off. I think some of the bars offer a Tigers shuttle,
but it's not for the faint of heart. Yours, Wandering Wilbo
malaise and get your income up to the lifestyle to which you were
accustomed. However, and it bears pointing out, there's a fundamental
cool when you watch the Tigers on TV because you won't blow money on
the actual game because you've struck out on your own. It's never
going to show up in an American Express commercial, but it's true
none-the-less. And you've clearly forgotten that you are, even without
funds, cutting edge. So instead of going to the Tigers, you go to a
less expensive improv show up on Halstead? Well, hey, not just
everyone is going to have the soul and taste to respond to that. But
you do. Maybe I could think of a better example in Chicago, but
Saturday night in Detroit, Amanda and I caught a late night
performance at my favorite black box, the Planet Ant, twenty bucks two
tickets, and we sat in front row seats, audience of twenty,
http://www.planetant.com/. It was an astounding performance; I love it
when a play just blows my mind. It's a playhouse where I've put in
some work as a grant writer and a volunteer, and I am gratified to see
how it functions as a first stop for great talent. I could go on about this, but first some feedback from you. Hey, you
could call me a pollyanna. As for my taking you to a game, it's
possible. But a wine dinner is more, more likely. Actually, I would like to catch a baseball game. The parking pirates
in downtown Detroit who hold the city in thrall spoil the game
somewhat by charging up the wazoo for close at hand parking. That
kinda ticks me off. I think some of the bars offer a Tigers shuttle,
but it's not for the faint of heart. Yours, Wandering Wilbo
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