We are like classy and stuff, shoot.

Brian took me to Mesa for dinner, but I got too drunk on gin gimlets to remember what the heck I ate. Lobster? Crab? I think there was a pie involved? Then I took him to the Met Opera to see Rigoletto. It was beautiful, boring, fun, giggle inducing, poetic, and different. Opera crowds are not like theater crowds. There was a woman there in a tiny top hat for christ's sake. Also Brian and I will now be known as Mr and Mrs. Ben Kirschenbaum.