Wit and whimsy in small doses.
What happened at Friday night’s concert:
This afternoon, someone asked me if I was going to “tear it up” tonight. I laughed; that may have been rude.
What I’m really doing: babysitting a computer that’s lost its way, baking a cake, watching the last season of “Angel” (part of that a whole “Buffy” marathon that started during the Ferguson chaos) and freaking out over my soon-to-be-unemployed status.
I also ripped up some no-longer-needed paperwork from a former employer, so maybe it wasn’t such a silly question after all.