I got in touch with my Jersey side tonight, enjoying the tailend of a beautiful day outside Hoboken's East L.A. with Caren, dining on quesadillas with funny names like the Suburban and the Agricultural and a raspberry margarita that was tasty but not quite red enough to be totally convincing. C. made sure that a daring neighborhood pigeon was well fed on our spare corn chips and that I didn't miss a single cute dog passing on Washington Street. Afterward, I got a glimpse of the famous automated robotic parking system, which is hidden behind a nabe-friendly facade, and then we headed over to partake of the 96th annual St. Ann's Italian Festival, which inevitably made me think of Scranton and their more sedate version. The Nerds, a 21-year-old (as in that's how long they've been playing together, not how old the members are) cover band, were on stage. On the setlist were such crowdpleasers as "Bohemian Rhapsody," "Sweet Child o' Mine," and "Footloose," as well as Jersey-appropriate numbers "Summer Wind" (think Frank) and "Livin' on a Prayer." We made sure C. headed home at around her expected hour to work on revisions and such for a Friday deadline, so when her next book comes out, you can thank me in part for not distracting her too much.
Oh yeah, and the Nerds are available for weddings and bar mitzvahs, but not Aug. 19th or Sept. 9th or 10th because they're already booked.