"the good times are killing me"

Nice enough weekend - I have trouble posting on the weekend for all three of you who read blogs on the non-work days. I will try to work harder for you, magic 3. (you know, three is the magic number)

went to a birthday party in the basement of a club in TriBeCa. It was expensive, for me. As much as I could figure the decor was that of "your grandma's basement that you have set up for a 7th grade "boys and girls" party." Disco ball and christmas lights included.

I'm still playing with my new camera. I like it.

I thought I would take it easy but my PA Mentor invited me to a local bar to listen to that rock and roll music I have heard so much about.

I was crabby today but after a good meeting, watching lance armstrong, and some artsy-fartsy stuff, I feel much better.

I tried to find some interesting, real news for you. no luck.