Re: my last tweet. Magnetic Fields are pretty much fueling my #NaNoWriMo.
Dear Joe & Jhen: If you do not teach my nephew how to do this, I WILL.
OMG! Adorbz of the Day: It appears someone else has given birth to my kid. Please return him to me at once.
Thank you kindly in advance.
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Was that F always there?
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Guess what I’M doing today.
Bonus shot for Alison: Reg joins the Cameras for “Boys of Melody.” So sweet. (And a little blurry.)
A-WOOOOOOOOO.
Fantastic show at Union Hall last night: Hidden Cameras w/Gentleman Reg.
Notable also for the fact that not once, not twice, but at least three times someone would stand in front of us, practically on top of us, blocking our view, and then would turn around and ASK US IF WE COULD STILL SEE THE BAND. And then they’d apologize and if they could, they’d MOVE OUT OF OUR WAY.
There was the dude with his girlfriend who really didn’t have anywhere else to go, but they were so nice and sweet with each other that it was really OK.
And then there was the guy in front of me who was wearing a big-ass backpack that kept hitting me as he danced…he eventually realized it and was so profusely sorry that he wouldn’t stop apologizing.
THIS NEVER HAPPENS, people.
From now on I am ONLY going to shows with Canadian bands.
I love this: a montage of movie clips in which someone pronounces the title of the movie s/he happens to be in. Just, you know, in case we’d forgotten it. My brother and I used to “title clap” when that happened. Still do.
(from Videogum)
I like graphs, especially when they show me WINNING.
