The Weblog of Daniel Tashian

Woke up pretty early (with the rest of the house). I mean, it’s kind of polite to do that, I think. Meredith had to get her hair done, so she took me in to town. I walked around and got some coffee ($5) and looked at art supplies, but decided I didn’t need anything. Went to a fish place and I got fishburgers for everyone ($37) and took a nap. Went for a walk with Chris and Mary Jane and Reginald and Tilly (the dogs). We walked down a sandy path which led to the ocean. It was interesting terrain, and the dogs were going wild! I felt a little spaced out from the Claritin and I thought about Posh and was thinking she would love this. I was also walking on the beach in my dress shoes, which is a sort of funny thing to do, that I’d never done before. But it was a nice day. Got back, called dad, and he said mom tripped over Sula in the night, and (!) broken her shoulder! What a drag! I wasn’t really in the mood to just stay home, so I texted a few people, and Troy Verges texted back, and invited me to dinner with he and Jessica, in Edgartown. He said wear a jacket, so I knew it was going to be swanky, and it was, and it was in a beautiful old sea captain’s house. The staff would come over to the table and kind of whisper: “The lobster bisque is very delicious”, and it was! The food was great, and I had a nice time talking to Troy and Jessica, but at first I felt self-conscious because I was wearing this really kind of garish seersucker suit, and I was sort dressed like the way a tourist would dress on Martha’s Vineyard, but I forgot about it. We were talking about “the worst job I’ve ever had” and “the weirdest thing that ever happened to you”, and it was fun. They’re great people, Troy and Jessica. 4 course meal, and then Troy picked up the check, which was really sweet. Met Hillary Lindsey and Dallas Davidson, walking down the street, and we decided to go and get a nightcap, the 5 of us. I was being naughty, and I smoked a couple cigarettes, and we sat outside and it was fun. I like Dallas, he’s funny, and we were all kind of re-hashing the wedding. Closed the place down, and I took a Taxi back up island, and the taxi driver was this sort of attractive young girl, so, feeling kind of brazen, I asked her if she might want to get a quiet drink somewhere. “Sure” she said “but it’s 3 dollars a minute.”