To all you folks who marched all over the country (and perhaps the world – I think my net might actually cast that far these day) this weekend, I just want to say how proud and honored I am to know and love you. You’re good people.

We chose not to appear in person this time, thanks to sick kids and budget issues, though we were with you in spirit, and I enjoyed watching your reactions and photos on the social media feeds. This was, indeed, what democracy looks like.

As for my weekend, we stayed close to home, nursing our sick kid back to health, and trying not to get sick ourselves, and mostly succeeding, but not quite, as my cough and sinus issues will attest. We took it easy, cleaning house and doing laundry…

…that is, until our washing machine decided to up and die. Of course it happened on the tight budget weekend. Oh well, we have credit cards for emergencies, and a new washing machine will be delivered on Thursday.

I also watched some movies – The highlight being the little indie film All In Time, which was enjoyable in that earnest 90s indie film way (except for the fact that the writer-director-producer wisely decided not to cast himself in the lead opposite supermodel) with a couple of twists, one of which was particularly refreshing. The fun, however, was watching old friends and old stomping grounds show up, as the film featured the music of the Badlees (the movie was w-d-p’d by Chris Fetchko, the band’s long-time manager), featured a couple of members of the band in the cast, and used Lancaster’s Chameleon Club as a major location. Sure, the geography didn’t line up (Lancaster is a couple of hours from Wilkes-Barre), but it was a fun little adventure through my early adulthood in late 90s Pennsylvania with exactly the same sountrack.

I’m looking ahead to a pretty typical week, except I have to go to DC tomorrow for my quarterly all-day dog-and-pony show brief. It’s generally pretty low-key and useful, though it’s a long day, no matter how you slice it.