Spiegel und Caesar

Friday I went down to Bard and stayed over at Amanda's place. Five of us went to dance in Spiegeltent which goes up every summer. There was a live band, about 10% high schoolers, and the rest was split between middle aged couples and Bard students, some recently graduated. We shared the dance floor well, though it took me a little bit of time to adjust back to recognizing so many faces of people who's names I don't know. (Today I saw a graduated Bard student on the platform with me; NYC shrunk a little).
The next morning Amanda and I made goat cheese and caramelized onion omelets with panfried toast.

Then I went back to Manhattan, changed, and rushed off to Brooklyn to see a Smith Street Stage play with Essie: Julius Caesar in Carroll Park. When the actors started running around yelling "Caesar is dead! Caesar is dead!" some of the kids standing by the playground stood around looking confused for a bit. Then they started speeding about like little daemons, proclaiming "dead! dead! dead!". A dog whined worriedly when Antony gave his impassioned speeches. Caesar and a couple others were played by women, the set was the park, the costumes were business suites. Essie and I watched the lightening bugs flicker.