I had a busy

weekend. Very busy. Busy like beavers trying to dam up the Colorado River.

I attended

Music Midtown Friday and Sunday, took dance classes Saturday and took

in a Braves game Sunday.

Music Midtown

was great. I have gone to the three-day concert series for the last three

years and this was the second best. 1999's was the best. I saw Kid Rock,

Everclear, Hole, Reel Big Fish, and The Black Crowes that year. I had

a lot of space and I didn't walk around a lot.

Things were

different this year. The performances were terrific. Drivin N' Cryin sounded

awesome, The Offspring played hit after hit and Blues Traveler, whom I

had never seen before, was one of the best acts I have seen in years.

They opened their set with a cover of "The Devil Went Down to Georgia"

and won me over immediately.

It was crowded,

but at least people weren't on top of each other like last year. I also

think that performers were on time. There were lots of delays last year

and that makes the drunks in the crowd a little more restless. There was

a lot of drinking at the festival this year, but because it wasn't as

hot as in years past, people weren't drinking as much or as frequently.

Last year people tried to pick a fight with my friends and me during the

Oasis set. This year, everybody seemed to be in good spirits.

I think taking

one day off from the festival was a good idea. Knowing that we didn't

have to brave the traffic, both pedestrian and otherwise, and stand for

hours on end on Saturday was refreshing.

Saturday night,

I took my first dance class at The Gathering Place in Peachtree City.

I'm taking salsa/merengue with Sabine, my fiancee. She used to dance competitively

and I never dance, so this is a compromise. The first class went well.

I picked up some of the steps quickly and I don't want to quit yet, so

we're doing well.

Sunday, we

went to the Atlanta Braves game against the St. Louis Cardinals. They

won 7-5 and Chipper Jones hit two home runs. It was the first time that

they won while I was in attendance this year, so I know I'm not the jinx.

I do feel like

I'm the most negative person in the park, though. Most Braves fans are

very polite and encouraging and quiet. I get very upset when they make

mistakes. For instance, they had runners on second and third and there

were no outs. One would think that they would get at least one run from

that, but they didn't. It was ugly.

Up north, fans

believe it is OK to boo or gripe about these mistakes because they fork

over their cash to see their team and they expect their team to win. Some

people look down on me for making sarcastic remarks about the team's misfortunes,

while I see it as my God-given right.

After the game,

I went