holiday weekend

Ours was relaxing and fairly uneventful.  Saturday, Dave and I went to the NASCAR races in Fontana.  A young man who posts on the sports message board I bought last year works for one of the big drivers and got us pit/garage passes, which Dave got a big kick out of.  It was gawdawfully hot and humid that day, and the pit has a dress code--long pants, no open shoes, no tank shirts, etc., which made it even hotter.  I declined to visit the pit and remained in the (mercifully shaded) grandstand seats while Dave went down there.  I enjoyed watching the race more than I thought I would.  It's a lot more interesting in person than it is on TV.  (But what ISN'T more interesting than televised car races?  Golf, maybe...)

We also happened to have tickets for A Chorus Line at the OC Performing Arts Center, so Hallie used those.

Sunday, Hallie and I sang a very pretty duet arrangement of "Great Is Thy Faithfulness" at both services at church (last week of summer fill-in music--next week it'll be back to full choir). Later that day, she had a pool party for a pretty big crowd of friends.  Dave was the designated pomegranate margarita maker and I did the food--taco bar, chile con queso, guacamole, plus chocolate torte a la mode for dessert.  They stayed up late.  We didn't.

Yesterday, we saw the most absurd movie ever--Hamlet 2.  I was wildly amused and laughed nonstop all the way through.  Some people in the theater were sort of stunned into silence, apparently, but I found Steve Coogan to be almost painfully hilarious as the most affected, ridiculous high school drama teacher ever to write the most hideous play ever performed by high school drama nerds (Hamlet and Jesus Christ, who sports a hot swimmer's bod, travel in a time machine and arrive just in time to save Ophelia and the entire cast from tragic death.)  If you like odd movies, and I do, go see it.

We finished up the day with yet another Mexican feast at Cafe El Cholo, a venerable LA institution, which incidentally claims to have invented nachos.  So maybe we're a little fatter than we started, but we're happy.