so kate and i made it to fairfax after a brief stop at ikea. i got my tux (totally hot, i tell you) and then we had the rehearsal. nothing major,should go off without a hitch.
reception dinner was lovely, lots of really great people here to support scott and erma.
today is the actual big day, so it should be lots of fun
a few videos have come to my attention lately…
from rachel: the easter bunny hates you
from biz: kicked in the nuts episode 1 and episode 2
thanks kids…
tomorrow night’s round two will hopefully again prove to be pretty easy. i’ll give you a name, and you tell me if they are a british rocker or a british revolutionary war figure
my friend david rier of thomas hammer coffee in spokane washington sent a very lovely carepackage over today. some nice thomas hammer swag, as well as a pound of the infamous white zombie. HOLY COW. it is WAY lighter than i ever expected it to be, and thankfully it comes preground so we don’t have to worry about running it through our grinders. it’s a very earthy and herbal kind of taste. drinking it straight reminds me of the smell of roasting coffee…which i never thought about drinking and now that i have, i’m not so into it. tim and i both tried it and we can definitley feel the higher caffeine content, which is interesting. we also tried it in a chocolate milk mocha with a little bit of vanilla. that seems to work pretty well, and it tastes not unlike something you would find in a health food store. with a little more vanilla and a thicker milk it would be similar to spirutein or something along those lines.
not something i could consider drinking everyday, but a super unique experience that i’m glad david shared with me.
friday night kate and i went to patio loco, and it was delicious, even though they were out of the chile rellenos that i wanted…the lentil gorditas were an awesome substitute.
saturday carissa and i went to the federal and met up with a bunch of peeps. really good time, but followed by a serious hangover yesterday, which was absolutely no fun. luckily i didn’t have much i needed to do, just clean the bathroom, then do some grocery shopping.
started reading gary benchley, rock star last night. so far, pretty entertaining. also watch the family guy for the first time in months. still really funny.
hopefully i’ll get my house inspected sometime this week, which will pave the way for the sale finalization. i still have a few things left to clear out, but it’s not much at all really, and should be able to be done in one or two car trips.
thanks to mark overbay, i was reminded that tomorrow is free cone day at ben and jerry’s. so go and stand in line for your free ice cream and be prepared to beat back people who try to jump in front of you.
lots of stuff going on, and it seems like i always apologize for not updating more. but screw that. i’ve been busy.
first off, tonight’s trivia category will be breakfast cereals.
second of all, there will be a housewarming party at 1604 james street on saturday, may 6th. if you can make it out, the roommates and i would be happy to see you. if you need a map, use the google maps to get to it. zipcode is 27707.
had a really great weekend. kate and i were going to go and see the season opener for the bulls, but it was sold out, so we ended up walking around the duke gardens, getting some locopops and some mojitos. saturday was spent doing some wardrobe updates and then seeing the palymakers production of cyrano de bergerac. sunday was seeing a high school production of what i thought was going to be an anti-gang violence type deal, but it turned out to be a jesus play. a little unnerving, but overall pretty good.
hung out last night with the LOAFers, which was good. it seemed like it had been a few months since the last loaf, and we all kind of needed a littl decompress time. hopefully we’ll get to a more regular schedule of loafing this summer…
i got the intinerary for my friend scott’s wedding next weekend. being the best man, i have to give a toast. i’m guessing that “over the teeth and past the gums, look out stomach, here it comes” will be unacceptable.
tracy, matt and i hung out last night. really fun times. started out with some nice dosas from kashmir, the relatively new indian place down the street from my house. they weren’t terribly expensive, and were pretty tasty overall. after that we went to the durham arts council to check out some new installations. the main install for the night was a photpgraphy exhibit of latino culture. it was pretty interesting, but paled in comparison to the work of sutapa das, who had these freaking ingenious works. if you get a chance you should check them out. just really exciting stuff, these images on her website don’t really do it justice, but it does indicate what kind of freakiness is going on.
so lucy and earl are both all clear and available for adoption now at the durham APS. if you or anyone you know needs an awesome dog, contact them…
this is a story that was told by wade davis at the SCAA conference this past weekend. davis is national geographic’s resident explorer:
In Canada, where Wade is from, there were until relatively recently, groups of Aleuts in the northern territories who lived lives to a large extent identical to their ancestors. They hunted and fished, built their shelters from ice, and not only survived but thrived in one of the most hostile environments on the planet. In the early 1950’s, not coincidentally in conjunction to open up the vast Canadian oil and gas fields, the government embarked on a program to collect the native Aleuts and gather them into fixed villages where they could benefit from health, education and economic infrastructure - basically all the benefits of modern society.
Most of the Indians were more than willing to accept the offer of free housing, healthcare and education, but some of the old-timers resisted, preferring to preserve the ancient ways. One old man in particular loved his rough life on the ice and tundra, the companionship of his sled dogs, and the divine illumination he found in the artic emptiness and nowhere else.
His family was determined to move him to the new village along with them, and were convinced he had acquiesced as his protests diminished with time as the relocation date moved closer. In order to keep him from striking out on his own, they confiscated all of his tools and resources; his knife, sled, boots, snowshoes, etc., leaving him with just the furs on his back. But one night just a few days before the final departure, under cover of darkness and into a gathering blizzard, the old man slipped from the final family igloo.
Behind a protective wall of ice he squatted and took a sizable shit. Carefully, he reached down and retrieved it, and as the Arctic cold solidified it he carefully molded it into a shit-knife. After the basic form was set, he used his saliva to create a hard, sharp edge.
The old man then went to his beloved sled dogs. He called to his favorite, and while murmuring reassuring endearments to the animal, slit its throat and gutted it on the spot.
Quickly, he skinned the dead animal with his shit-knife and wrapped his freezing feet in the warm dog skin. Then he constructed a crude but functional one man sled from the dog? ribs, and cords and straps form its ligaments. Calling over another dog, he strapped up his home-made sled and disappeared into the raging storm.
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