Neko Case

We went to the Neko Case concert last night. Her voice is just unreal. There's some mystical beautiful being living in her vocal chords. It's like bagpipes. Her voice makes me cry just like bagpipes do.

Poked in the eye

So yesterday I was sewing on my machine, and I was pressing on despite unhappy noises it was making. On a particularly tricky part with a lot of fabric, I heard a snap and felt a sharp object bounce forcefully off my left eye. The needle had broken in two parts and the middle part and flown directly into my eye. I thought the pointy part had pierced it, and when I saw that my eye was bleeding slightly, I decided I should call a nurse. Well, of course she told me I should go to the ER, and I inadvertently wailed "NO" into the phone. She insisted that it was very important and so I proceeded to embark upon a colossal waste of an evening. It took me two and a half hours to have a doctor tell me I had a small scratch on my cornea and to give me an overdue tetanus shot. I watched two episodes of Friends and one and a half episodes of Family Guy.

I guess the moral is: wear goggles when you sew, and don't go to the ER unless you think you're going to die and you're willing to expire in the lobby while the check-in nurse eats chips and watches.

one more thing

So I did have two famous-person-moments in Austin. I got to talk briefly to Mark Mallman after the show, and he definitely has the most mischievous giggle I have ever heard. Oh and True Love is the best song ever.








Second, we were in a cafe and Owen Wilson walked by and stood by our table. I looked at him and he looked at me, and I was rendered speechless. He probably didn't want to talk anyway.

Well then

I had two great days in Austin. I saw King of France, Ghostland Observatory, Spoon, Echo and the Bunnymen, Metric, and Mark Mallman. Amazing. It was warm and beautiful, and I ate good food and drank beer.

Then bam, the next morning I had a 100 degree fever (the next day 103) and there went the last half of the festival. After watching endless hours of HBO and sipping water for two days, I woke up with the back of my eyeballs no longer on fire and my mind back. But by then, the festival was done, we were all tired, and there was nothing to do but pack up and leave.

I am happy to be back home.

Austin!

I leave early tomorrow with Jonner on a long awaited vacation to Austin, Texas to attend SXSW. Whoo hoo! I hear it'll be raining the whole time, but I don't care. We'll be eating great food, drinking lotsa beer, and seeing some awesome bands. Sayonara suckers. I'll be back on Monday.

Nokomis Lanes

I went bowling last night with Jonner and my sister and her husband. Every time I go bowling I think of The Big Lebowski. I was reminded of the movie again last night, especially because in the lane next to us, there was some kind of league game going on. All the members were wearing yellow and black bowling shirts with "South Siders" printed on the back and their name embroidered on the front. I was so jealous of those shirts. I wanted one. Anyway, if I drink while bowling, I usually get better because I'm pretty bad in the first place. But this time, I got steadily worse. By the end, I was cursed with the one-pin-will-always-be-left-standing-no-matter-what syndrome. Oh well. It was still fun.

Traveling Cookies 2

So I figured out why my cookies travel. I just don't punch them down hard enough. Instead of slightly flattening them, now I push the bottom of my palm down in the middle of the ball of dough so it looks like a red blood cell. Not only do they stay put on the tray, they are also flat and not domed in the middle because I push the middle down so far. Thanks to Andy, all my travelling cookie problems are over.

Skateboarding Dog

I enjoyed this video thoroughly.

Yellow Polka Dot Bikini

So thanks to strategic product placement at Target, I bought the second swimsuit I've ever bought in my life. The first one was one I bought in college that was really cheap and horrible. All the rest of the swimsuits I've ever had have been one-piece hand me downs from my aunts or my mother. So today's purchase was a foray into uncharted territory.

I was pretty sure I wanted a bikini. But I couldn't help looking at the conservative black one-pieces with all the diagonal swags to make you look thinner. I forced myself to look away, and as I checked myself out in the mirror decked out in a bikini, I decided hell, my poor little squishy belly deserves to see some sun. Now actually wearing it out in public...well, I guess it's one battle down, one to go.

So there were these two mountain goats

Today my bottom retainer broke off while I was eating some crusty french bread. I haven't felt the inside of my bottom teeth for over 10 years. Slimy.