Saturday night

[slipjig3]

Right, so. Saturday night. I didn't watch the DVDs I'd rented at all, because I got into a glorious 4+ hour phone conversation. So, instead of viewing, say, A Mighty Wind, I got to discuss prospective band names, and what members of the Pentangle and Fairport Convention we'd sleep with, and vacation plans, and breakfast cereals, and places to go in the greater Albany area, and pajamas, and our grandparents, and the wonders of having one's name called out in a moment of ecstacy...

Y'know, I don't need movies. I just need more phone conversations like that. Extraordinary... *hugs the whole world*

Jack Orion was as good a fiddler
As ever fiddled on a string
He could make young women mad
To the tune his fiddle would sing

He could fiddle the fish out of salt water
Or water from a marble stone
Or milk from out of a maiden's breast
Though baby she'd got none...

Comments

[rafaela.livejournal.com]

It is the kind of thing that makes staying in on a Saturday night worthwhile.

[slipjig.livejournal.com]

Indeed. Of course, just because you're staying in doesn't mean you're not going out...