Today was simple: work, rehearse for play with E. at S's place (director-on-two-of-us so that we could do scene focus), at then meet up with my roommate and a friend of ours who had also been up for the weekend in NH at a bar/restaurant near my place (Miracle of Science). This now makes the 4th or 5th time in a row that I did not get carded at MoS. For some reason, I have an irrational hatred of being carded. At worst, it means that if you forgot your ID (which I don't), you have to go get it or talk someone into just letting you in -- and at best, it's a compliment that you look young. But I hate it. Typically if I'm there with older folks (than me), not getting carded is the norm, but recently it's been because I _am_ the older folk -- and I like it. Was there a few days ago w/ J. and M. and arrived early, ordered beer, no carding. Then when J. and M. arrive and order food in addition to beer -- they get carded. Tonight, I arrived to meet V. and G-Dog after they were eating. V's passport was out on the table -- but still no carding for me. And that, friends, is the importance of being local.
All of this is still a diversion to say that I am going to miss this place a ton.
