Sidewalking
A few Fridays ago I headed out of my apartment over to my buddy’s apartment. We were meeting to go to the Beach House concert at the First Unitarian Church. Our neighborhoods are separated by a long block of corporate businesses, so at night it tends to be creepy walking those seemingly vacant blocks. Knowing that my 160 lbs. of brutal power is much better at the backstroke and crosshatching than punching I usually take the one road with two bars on it. The downside to not worrying about getting mugged walking down a street filled with drunk douches. Because we are creatures of habit I tend to do this during the daylight hours as well.
Around 7 p.m. I headed down the aforementioned block when a kid, probably just passing the legal age to drink asks me, “You headed to Buckhead’s?”
He had four inches on me but was sporting the haircut I had in college. It was most likely buzzed by a friend having his first or second go with the hair-clippers. Like me, he had visible issues with acne when I was his age and for this reason I gave him the friendly benefit of the doubt.
“No,” I said laughing. I’d never hang out in his desired destination but we all make mistakes.
“Oh, so you’re headed to McFadden’s?” He said stumbling a little.
“No I’m headed to my buddies house.”
“So where are you guys going then?”
“A concert at the First Unitarian,” I said thinking he probably went to school in the area and would have heard of the venue.
“Where is that down by the river?” He said pointing with his finger pointing south, parrallel to the direction the Delaware runs.
“No, it’s a church up by Rittenhouse.”
“Wait, you are going to church on a Friday?” he replied dumbfounded.
“No, hah, the concert is held in a church but it is not “church” and they aren’t a Christian band.”
“So are they a local band? Is that how you know them?”
“No, well, they are an indie band but I found them from a review.”
“So, who do you know in the band?”
“No One!”
“Oh, so you and your buddy are gonna get drunk there huh?
“No, probably not.”
“Well you came from a bar then?”
“No, just from my apartment.”
“So you’re not getting drunk tonight?”
I smiled and said, ” No.”
“So you’re not getting reckless tonight?”
“Uhh, no. I will probably be in bed by midnight.”
“Jeez well try and have a good time dude.”
“I will.”
I did and Beach House was great . The First Unitarian Church has an amazing venue in it’s sanctuary.
