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Home is good. Home is so very, very good.

Flew in on Thursday and went basically straight to the Black Cat (after spending some very important time trapping my dog in a bear hug and kissing him like a madwoman) and saw The Minus Story, who a friend had tried to turn me on to a while ago. Or so he says. He says he tried to play me the songs and I wouldn't listen, but I think I know myself pretty well and I don't think that sounds like anything I would do. Maybe I didn't have time to listen. Regardless, I recognized their name on the Black Cat schedule, went, and enjoyed myself immensely. Then I left about 5 minutes after their set was done. They're touring with a band called Crooked Fingers, who are also apparently really good. I left, so I wouldn't know.

I did, however, get free buttons and a free Hitler moustache out of the deal. No, they're not Nazis. They just have a song about a one-legged Nazi. Oh, just listen!!

Friday was day-with-the parents, which was actually pretty great. My sister, who is my main foe in the family (although not really a foe, just a source of friction), is off in Italy with her school having the time of her life, so this visit home was an adult visit, complete with a really nice lunch at Houston's (mmmmmm, ribs) and alcohol. Mmmm, alcohol. Then I went shopping for a really long time and got an outfit for today's Bar Mitzvah and really, really, really, really cute shoes for summer. I am so excited about these shoes. I love these shoes.

Today was Bar Mitzvah day, with a weirdo Rabbi who copped a 'tude and the first look at my cousin Brandon's Beatles/Strokes haircut. He's 10 and officially the awesomest member of my family thusfar. Really. He's trying to be a mini-Julian Casablancas. Or a mini-JohnLennonCirca1965. Either way the verdict is in: AWESOME.

The service was short, the bar was open, and I was drunk at 12:45 p.m. along with the rest of my family. Then, the starved lot of us who hadn't eaten since the day before, chowed down on an awesome buffet. Man, the perks of Judaism. Seriously, everyone should give it a try.

And now... off to the French Kicks and Calla (Sara? Are you there? Will I see you?) and my final night at home. Tomorrow I head back to Boston, my parents head to Amsterdam, and my dog goes to a kennel. After I spend about an hour showering him with kisses again.

posted by Sara @ 8:54 PM