Oh, and lovely spring we're having.

Things discovered on Friday night:
1. When you meet some of your wife's former work friends for an impromptu drink after work, you will leave the bar at midnight, having had 5 beers and 3 shots for dinner. This is not the kind of night one can plan.
2. A bar with skeeball makes lots of money by offering any patron who rolls a 300 score their photo on the wall and a free drink.
3. Rolling a 330 in skeeball while drinking at said bar, resulting in having a polaroid of you put up and a free shot, will result in a sense of accomplishment and heartfelt congratulations from your fellow patrons that far outweighs the actual level of the accomplishment. You will also want to come back to that bar every week.

Things discovered on Saturday afternoon:
1. When you borrow a van from the New York Horticultural Society to pick up thousands of dollars worth of artwork around the city and deliver it to a gallery in Bed Stuy, confirm whether or not it will already be full of sharp gardening tools and bags of mulch. Borrow it either way, because you need a van and it's incredibly generous of them to let you use it-just make sure you brought a tarp.
2. When you pick up a nine foot-long sculpture in said van and have to drive from Bushwick to Bed Stuy with it sticking out of the back and the rear door tied half shut, it will be extremely nerve-wracking. But it will be worth it because the piece fucking rocks and ties the whole show together.