With Cat out of town for the weekend, I'm going places and doing things that she normally wouldn't. Tonight that involved a trip to Raleigh to see the Flying Karamazov Brothers at the NC Museum of Art. My friend Tanner is into juggling in much the same way I'm into origami, which is to say that I heard about this show fairly early on. It was a lot of fun. Those men are utterly insane. You could put someone's eye out with some of the puns they were flinging around. They wore skirts. Well, two of them did: the other two were wearing kilts at the time. They played drums. For that matter, they played cardboard boxes. (Rather well.) They sang. Beethoven would have thrown pies at them had he been there.
Oh, and they juggled, too!
It was an excellent way to spend an evening. I should do things like that more often.
Incidentally, for those of you following along, I got a phone call today. Its outcome was excellent. I'll supply details as I get in touch with the right people.