No News Is Good News...

I attended a rehearsal tonight for my restaurants' annual Valentine's Day cabaret. Tonight we went over a version of Stomp that I created, as well as choreographed some movements to Beatles songs which I mocked up for our purposes. Don't tell Paul or Ringo (or even worse, Yoko Ono) that we are making money off of their material. Everything went smoothly, and therefore, I end the evening completely devoid of angst. It helps that we are flying to NYC in a couple days for a weekend of relaxing decadence compliments of the big boss. Sometimes, no news is good news. That was the philosophy my mother raised me by.

This has been brought to you under the influence of Harpoon's Leviathon IPA. Big as its name...