Or, to be more exact, where was I yesterday? In an airport motel outside Greenboro, N.C., of course! Inclement weather prevented me from returning to New York on schedule, so I spent Sunday night dining in a sports bar and watching The Matrix on WTBS. Not having packed my iBook, I couldn’t blog (which was probably a good thing).
And where was I before that? Well, life has been the least little bit hectic of late. To be exact, here’s what I’ve been up to since last Wednesday night:
– I saw Jersey Boys on Broadway and Propeller‘s all-male version of The Winter’s Tale at BAM Harvey (about which more in Friday’s Wall Street Journal).
– I attended a meeting of the National Council on the Arts in Washington, D.C.
– I saw Carolina Ballet dance two performances of Robert Weiss’ new version of Swan Lake in Winston-Salem.
– I took a young friend to see her very first performance of George Balanchine’s Serenade, danced by the Washington Ballet.
– I brunched with an out-of-town blogger.
Had I gotten home on Sunday night, I would have written all this up for your delectation, but since I got home on Monday afternoon in a severe state of sleep debt, I took a nap instead. This is a four-deadline week, meaning that work must take precedence over reminiscence, but I promise to share some of my adventures with you in the course of the next few days.
For now, though, I think I ought to go back to bed….