Summer Fridays

So New York City advertising agencies have this amazing concept called "Summer Fridays." Basically, we get a handful of freebie holidays Jun-Aug - fabulous, right? I suppose we're spoiled...not only do we get to live in the greatest city in the world, but we get a few extra days off to go out and enjoy the 110 heat index weather. :) Such was the case this weekend.

I kicked off my three-day weekend with a trip to Jones Beach for Counting Crows and Goo Goo Dolls. The concert was amazing, despite a New Jersey weirdo in front of us who, with his #11 jersey, spot-on ability to sing every word of Black Balloon, and killer dance moves, looked more like he belonged in PCB for Spring Break '97 than there at the concert with us. Friday was a lovely lazy day followed by an evening of JG Melon, icees from 7-11 and Miami Vice. (Note: Unless you have a Y chromosome, I do not recommend the movie. Guns + blood + shaggy, bad-American-accent-Colin-Farrell + random "shower" scenes + boats + cars = GUY movie. Ladies, your time is better spent going to see Devil Wears Prada. Again.) Yesterday we piled in Bryan's car - my first time in a non-yellow car in almost two months - and spent the entire day/night out at Randall's Island for a Dave Matthews concert. It was definitely a fine New York moment to be with friends, dancing and singing to Dave, filthy dirty from the billowing dust, with the Manhattan skyline as the backdrop. All in all, a great long weekend in the city.

"Taste and see that the Lord is good; blessed is the man who takes refuge in him." Psalm 34:8