Last night, I went to the Pittsburgh Bellies performance, which was good. A few friends of mine danced in it. I saw my friend Sharon on the way in. The announcer wasn't familiar with all of the acts, and at one point he introduced the next dancer as Sharon. Those of us who knew her giggled. Things did get straightened out, but her name ended up being the punch line a few times that evening when he was confused about a dancer.
I was supposed to go out and gather signatures for 2 projects, but after I got out of the dance performance, I needed to grocery shop and it was rather too late by then, and I was wiped out. So, I went home and crashed.
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