Wow, this thread went horribly wrong. I know the weekend is over, but I'll make a desperate attempt to rescue its sorry ass. Fri: Damn, trying to remember...ah yes. Dinner in the N End, quick stop by 360 then donned a sparkly silver wig and rocked out to Migs. Ended up at RISE...with no one else! Danced, danced, danced... Sat: Lay on couch all day in the dark. Mourned Netflix malfunction that left me DVD-less for the weekend. Back asleep at 7:30 pm. Sun: Work at 7 am, then BUMP Sunday. Fulfilled dancing and Patron weekend quota. Monday: Hungover, but gratefully have day off.