So, it's bedtime for all good little Lous, but the world (and national) news has me so filled with sadness (and maybe a little fear) that I thought, "Geez, maybe I should find some tidbit of good news and post it on the blog before I go to bed." I don't know who I thought I'd be helping. You, reader? Me?
And then I opened the Blogger dialogue window and just stared... and stared... and thought, "I've got nothing."
That's not true, of course. There's lots of good going on in Louisville right now. If we put on our blinders (lightly, gently, just enough to get us through the day but not enough to block it out) and look only in our backyards, there are good things galore.
The forecast for Thursday through Monday hovers around the 70 degree range. In March. That's spectacular news. I had a fabulous weekend. Saw Les Mis for the first time at the Kentucky Center's Broadway Across America on Friday. Hit up the Hooley in the Highlands St. Pat's parade on a 66 degree Saturday. Saw EDITH CAN SHOOT THINGS AND HIT THEM at the Humana Festival on Sunday afternoon, my third Humana play this year and the third Humana play to hit it out of the park (read Erin Keane's review here).
Lady Gaga came to the YUM! Whale and put on a hell of a show, by all accounts, and then proved that she really is the coolest thing since Netflix Video on Demand by showing up at Connections and joining drag queen Vanessa DeMornay onstage (video here). Both the men's and the women's UofL basketball teams made it into the Big Dance. Sarah McLaughlin brought scores of fans to crazy weepy tears, if my twitter feed tells the truth. And heck, someone out there genuinely enjoyed themselves seeing Michael Bolton on Sunday, right? Right?
It was a good weekend in Louisville. And I'm not saying that we should only pay attention to what's in our backyard. Not even close. The world is big, sad, scary, and a little crazy. And you should probably cry and get angry and want to throw things. (But don't throw things because that's not okay; it is okay to want to.) I keep reading folks on Twitter who despair over the news from Japan and then long to hug their kids. Well, I don't have kids. So I'll write a few positive words, be grateful for my students-who-are-our-hope-for-the-future, long for better news tomorrow, and go to bed. G'night, Louisvillagers. Sleep peacefully. Moon off.