Today I worked on campus, and I was hoping to walk with Hardingfele to ask her how the Ukrainian gig I couldn't attend went, but she had meetings all day. I did tell my one coworker the knock-knock joke I heard last night, and then we were talking to a third coworker, and when I told them about the play Anna in the Tropics, she said her grandpa was one of those readers in a cigar factory in Cuba. He came to this country, but when he went back to visit his family, Castro wanted to meet him and was sending a car around for him the next day, so that night he got on a plane back to the US and never went back again. I said there was hardly anything I loved more than Cuban music, except maybe Brazilian music... and then I got an email that tonight the bar samba band would be playing at Working Draft Brewery again. Yay!
Our condo association in the past would do Thirsty Thursday out on the dock, where people would bring their own drinks and maybe an appetizer or treat to share. Of course this happened more before the pandemic, when I had to work on campus every Thursday so never got home in time, since most people were retired early so they would start well before the end of my workday. The practice died off a bit after the pandemic, but they would try to do one or two a summer. This summer I was working from home every Thursday because of Travalon's work schedule, and I could have popped right over there just after five, but ironically we didn't have one until today, my first Thursday back on campus in months. By the time I got home, it had been going for an hour and a half, so I wasn't sure anyone would still be out there. However, I spotted this car parked at Mariner's and had to go take a photo:
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