It’s not a bad idea, before you embark on a week-long trip away from home, leaving your wife with the mutant beasties called “children,” to make sure you give her a sanity break. So I sent Eleya out today to go see “The Dark Knight” on her own. I still haven’t figured out what I’m doing about dinner for everyone while she’s gone, but it’ll come to me soon enough. If nothing else, the dog is getting quite a bit slower in her old age. (Kidding. She’s a tough, crusty old hound anyway.)
In the meantime, I’m getting back in touch with my love for The Who. I was lucky enough to catch The Who on their 1996 Quadrophenia tour here in the States — the better shows with Billy Idol, and when the Ox was still with us — and it was a life-changing experience. Feeling a bit nostalgic today, and maybe the glass of sakÃ© isn’t helping. So I’ve put “Who’s Next” on really loud, and I’m cleaning up some bugs, and hoping that Eleya will let me sneak out for the late show. ?