History Lessons, the Sake and What it All Means...

One might imagine that at the heart of it all we are not all that entirely different. It doesn't seem like that much of a stretch to believe it is possible to truly empathize with our fellow man, feel his pain and by eating sushi and miso soup somehow heal each other in the therapeutic throes of our struggle to communicate honestly, listen, understand and learn. I don't know really. Had dinner with the old school guys from Cornwall's days and enjoyed hearing their well worn patterns of conversation and sheepish explanations for all the myriad things they think I won't understand. It was fun and made me sort of contemplative I guess (as being the only girl sometimes does).

So it turns out that the Saugus Iron Works was the first of it's kind, a harbinger of the nation's future iron and steel manufacturing dynasties and a symbol of our first steps towards independence from the Empire. The street signs that denote this historical gem are spray painted with blurry white dripping tags that remind us how Saugus has changed since those days of technological innovation, sweat and struggle. Before the Hilltop even. For reals.

Ricky, Robby, Andy and Katy at Sake figuring it all out. Sigh... I'm awful tired. Maybe sleep is best for me now. Perhaps it's best not to dwell too much on any of it. N. and I are checking out the MFA tomorrow night - I haven't been in a long time. In other news, he got an enthusiastic "yes" response from one of his RnR Dating gals - that's sweet. I think I make a pretty decent wing man (girl) : )

Indeed, it would appear that the world is exploding in love all around me. Yikes.

Until then,
Katy

Do You Believe in Magic?

"I'll tell you about the magic, and it'll free your soul
But it's like trying to tell a stranger 'bout rock and roll"

It is a great song and like much great art, it's personal and it means something different to everyone. It's al about expectations. Watched football tonight with the Corbett's (Jr. and Sr. - the double threat in full effect) and talked about ditch digging and rubbing some dirt in it, among other things. Jr. is moving to the OC in January for a convertable car and maybe a new life. Huge news. He's already packing. I wish camping season wasn't mostly over - we should go fishing. At any rate, Sr. possessed much insight about people managing their expectations about life in order to be happy and we all agreed we knew a lot of people who were sad about their lot, perhaps needlessly. I paid the barman his tip in Susan B.s - much to the amusement and opportunistic derision of all. The Ames Plow for a few jars with the boys - life can be simple and fun sometimes and it makes you smile at the grandeur of it all. I am a lucky girl.

Spent the weekend in the Loony - had a good rehearsal (but Jon wasn't there - big deal bummer) then out to dinner in lovely Princeton, MA. Met a very nice boy who ended up having dinner with us and driving me (us) to Fitchburg for closers at the Wine Cellar. He was a real citizen and everything (before anyone becomes alarmed he did have a partial sleeve [cue sigh of relief] it may have been a full sleeve... I never got the chance to check it out, sadly). Spent some quality time with J & E (and S & K too) which was especially nice. I have very awesome friends. Missed the train (of course) and got a ride to Lowell (to catch the train to Boston) from S.

Once again, saved by my tolerant friends - did I mention I was feeling lucky?

Off to defeat the work day week! Good luck to all - knock 'em dead out there!

XX,
Katy