Photos here, here and here. And yes, I did see that Johannes Brahms-looking guy at the concert. He wasn't sitting front row center, however, he now sits on an aisle seat five rows back. The Kennedy Center shows no respect to great composers!
On Friday night my wife and I watched one of Werner Hertzog's more whacked out productions, Even Dwarves Started Small (1970). The setting: Some kind of institution or barracks in the Canary Islands. The cast: Dwarves - no normal sized people. The plot: The dwarves, unhappy with the treatment they receive at the hands of their overseer, revolt. They kill a sow, stage a mock wedding, crucify a monkey, burn potted plants, taunt a pair of blind dwarves, race a car around in circles, giggle a lot and throw stuff. (A very brief scene.) Chickens are shown. Hertzog: "I am afraid of chickens because they are so stupid." All right, then.
I also watched the Alfred Hitchcock film Lifeboat (1944). It's a classic - but a rather silly classic.
Finally, I checked out the film noir Money Madness (1948). The primary interest in it was watching
Beaver's father, Hugh Beaumont, as a vicious killer. I quite liked it!
I worked hard this past weekend!
Did yard sales, of course, and since I taped my iPhone to my rear view mirror for a timelapse shoot of a typical yard sale morning, you can watch. (Video here.)
I'll try a video again with better results some other time; now I know what time interval I should use, how to frame the shots, etc.
We spent time Saturday mowing lawns and mulching beds and finished just as the rains starting coming down. (In rained in the D.C. area starting Saturday early evening and continued until just a few hours ago.) I also took that yard sale plywood and laid it down in the garage attic. I spent a lot of time up there yesterday, squaring things away. It is now much safer - you can walk without as much fear of putting your leg through the ceiling - and stuff is either hung up or stacked more neatly. I plan to put some more wood down tonight to make it safer to walk.
I finished watching season eighteen of my favorite television show, Top Gear - it was as good as ever. That show is displaying no signs of decay. I suspect that shark jumpage is some ways away, yet.