Jazz

One very important thing in life - to have friends who tear you off the couch once in a while. It's all too easy to succomb to the prospect of a glass of wine, a new episode of Prison Break, and possible some Haagen Dasz if you ask me.

So - Steve and Marei were in town again, and Steve was doing a gig at a nice jazz club uptown. Met some old friends, had some beers and felt very happy to have mustered up the energy to go out into the stormy, rainy evening.

Sadly, these musician types only start their evenings late, and so I only made it to bed around 1.30am - way too late when you have two little people getting up around 6.30am.