Last Night, I Had The Strangest Dream

So last night, given my son's sudden interest in the Halloween Dance at his school, I found myself with a couple of hours to kill. So my dear blog amigo Katie (www.katieblogs.com) was having a fundraiser for Run2Inspire(@run2inspire), which is the charity she is involved with. The fundraiser was at Buckhead Saloon in Northern Liberties, which is a place I've never been to in a city (Philadelphia) I'm not deeply familiar with.

Yet I went, which is uncharacteristic of me, found the place, which seemed unlikely, and got back home again, which seemed impossible. I couldn't stay, of course, given that the dance was ending. But I went, and I met Katie in the flesh. Her costume was clever, (Mario, the video game character) and she is as pretty and charming as you probably think she is.

The overwhelming feeling I got from the evening is, if that's how you young folks socialize, you're welcome to it. I was pretty certain of this before, but last night cemented in my mind the fact that I'm never, ever getting divorced-because I can't imagine using the bar scene to meet folks. The words "This is not your scene" should have been written above the doorway for people like me.

So, even though I had to bail before Katie rode the mechanical bull, I managed to support Katie (@katieblogs), demonstrate my opposition to cancer (just like my hero @matthewberrytmr), and got a glimpse of how the other half live (ie normal people with social lives).

So there's that.