A honey of a weekend
Welcome to this week’s Reno News & Review.
One of those weekends. Too much to do in the Biggest Little City to ever get everything done. I took most of Friday off to search thrift shops for a couple costumes for the Nevada Museum of Art’s shindig that night. It was great fun schmoozing with the upper crust, munching hors d’ouvres, drinking some kind of blue drink. I don’t want to appear bought off with free media access to the hoity-toity event, but I will say that the exhibition of Egyptian relics is worth seeing. I did win a drawing … maybe I was bought off.
Saturday began with mowing the lawn, a meditative exercise for me. Then a bit of NadaDada before we went to see the new Green Lantern movie, which made me question the wisdom of spending money at the theater at all these days. I’ve always looked forward to the summer blockbuster season, but man, it seems to me that Hollywood has entered a stage where movie makers are afraid to take any chances at all. With Green Lantern, X-Men, Midnight in Paris and Thor the last four movies I’ve seen, I’m beginning to think my money would be better spent elsewhere.
Sunday was Father’s Day. Hunter and my girlfriend cooked me breakfast, while I put in a bit of Facebook time (www.facebook.com/renonewsreview), encouraging people to submit their choices in our annual readers’ poll, the Biggest Little Best of Northern Nevada, www.newsreview.com/reno/ballot/bestofreno11 . After breakfast, we headed out into the beautiful day, driving over to Frenchman’s Lake for swimming, sun, fried chicken, and a backgammon battle royale. The beaches are underwater, and a park worker told me the spillgates were opened for the first time in her memory, but I couldn’t think of a nicer way to spend Father’s Day. A wonderful ceviche for dinner, and here I am Monday morning—rescuing honey bees from the swarm that infested of my office over the weekend.