It was a nice weekend. I won a contest that netted me a free bucket of beer and a picnic blanket at the Friday night concert down along the River, so Rudi and I biked across town, met up with a volleyball teammate, and spent a beautiful evening listening to a Latin-Irish fusion band, which had a great sound.

Saturday, we went to the March for Our Lives down on the Mall, and while I’m sure our presence wasn’t the tipping point, it does sound like some progress was made overnight toward reaching a passable bill.

Today, I went to the farmers market, spent several hours working in the garden, had a video chat with friends, and watched the Tonys. Because airfare is outrageous right now, I proposed to Rudi that we take a couple overnight trips to New York City, so we procured tickets to three shows over the next two months. We’ve also been talking about seeing the Mets play at Citi Field (we haven’t been since they shut down Shea), so we might wrap that or Shakespeare in Central Park into the mix. Or maybe we can convince one or more of our friends in the area to meet up with us for a meal.