We had a crazy busy weekend, at least for us homebodies. First a lovely dinner at Republic after work on Friday, just the two of us and a pair of overly priced but deliciously tasty drinks, and then on to a Friday night party over in the East 30s in a duplex with a really scary, if simultaneously wonderful, spiral stair case. Let's just say it's probably a good thing I wasn't horribly intoxicated, as my stair-navigational skills leave something to be desired in the best of circumstances. Being that this party was in the East 30s, and being that this party was actually fun, we didn't get home from said shindig till around three in the morning. Saturday night saw another lovely dinner, this time at a Thai restaurant in the West Village, and then on to Webster Hall over on East 11th for a Mike Doughty show. Great show, got absolutely soaked on the way to the L train. And Sunday, ohhh Sunday, saw us at the Moscow Cat Circus performance way down at the Tribeca Performing Arts Center, and what a truly bizarre thing it was.