Traveler’s cheques, goodbyes, double-checking packing lists. I usually try hard to live in the present, but I can’t help myself right now. I’m on the road in my head already.

I had a respite from that for a few hours last night seeing some incredible live music. The Fab Faux is a Beatles cover band and is phenomenal. “Feel-good music” sounds trite, but if you take it for it’s original and literal meaning, that’s what the show was. An instant (“just add beer”?) community of people that know and love Beatles tunes together enjoying a band that loves to play them. Their rendition of While My Guitar Gently Weeps touched my core. Don’t pass up a chance to see them perform.

After the show, our group (an amalgam of Anthony’s friends, some from Oxygen, some not) trekked to Sahara East and sat in the backyard eating falafel. Hello? The third week in December? New York City? Dining outside at midnight? Bizarre.

Resolution (I know, I know. I’m a few weeks early…): I will still be capable of relaxing and being laid back when I grow up. I went caroling tonight with a group of people that were generally older than me, plus a few teens and a kid. May of the adults were sort of uptight about the planning and preparation of the caroling. Especially in contrast to the Fab Faux show, it was just plain silly. No need to get bent out of shape about singing.

I wonder if I’ll make New Years resolutions in Laos.