Home in Hoboken after a long week, and a good long night of moviegoing at the Tribeca Film Festival, listening to some Caroline Shaw and sinking into not-unpleasant exhaustion.
Saw a program of documentary shorts - fantastic, love this fest if for no other reason (and there are other reasons) than that I get a chance to see things like this instead of just making a stray comment while watching some awards show that "we ought to go see things like that."
Then hustled over to another theater and watched Adult World, which was fun and funny as hell (and I'm not one to give an automatic nod to the latest member of the Roberts Dynasty).
Tomorrow is an appointment in the morning, followed by I hope another film or two, followed by a performance of East Side Stories. Sunday is a breakfast/rehearsal date, then more movies, then another show. And then a week of work, auditions, rehearsal, and performances. Nobody ever said a weekend had to be restful.