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multipurposegoddessMy iBook screen isn't backlit anymore. We are debating whether we will get it fixed, upgrade to a shiny new MacBook, or go all Steampunk and retrofit it with candles. I'm all prouf of myself for installing VNC server on it with the aid of a flashlightos I could retrieve my all important bookmarks of things thath aren't available via RSS.
DH and I went to Global Drum Project up at UCDavis last night. It was, predictably, fantastic. The Mondavi Center is gorgeous. The guy at the end of our row recognized my "Math is Delicious" shirt as Questionable Content, which never happens (the girl at will-call liked it, too, but because she's a math major). This is my second trip to Davis in 7 days, I feel all proprietary about it, now. Of course, now I probably won't be back for ages. Unless we end up going to see Laurie Anderson. If only the yarn store was still open. Without that, my only real Davis destonation is the Co-op, and it'll take some considering before I decide whether or not it's worth while to travel up there for anything they carry.
So very not fatsing. We had In-n-out after the show last night, and just considering fasting is making me queasy today. Not happening.
Last Tuesday we went to My Bloody Valentine. I wouldn't have gone on my own, but their one of DH's core musical loves so there was never really any question. We got there while the first opener was playing, the kind of ambient electronica stuff that I enjoy hearing live but would never choose to listen to at home. Spent their whole set in the merchandise line, we needed to get a Loveless shirt to replace the one DH had swiped from his college roommate years before. And get one for us, of course, since the swiped one has since disintegrated or perhaps just hidden itself well. We got up reasonably close for Spectrum, which was good stuff. When I think of Sonic Boom, I think of that Speak-and-Spell EAR thing he did, and I LOVED that so much. This was nothing like that, really, but it was good. MVB was like a force of nature, this huge assault of sound that you just have to hope you survive. Exhilerating. DH decided not to wear earplugs so he could compare this show to last time he saw them. He's an idiot, sometimes.
The rest of the week has been filled with me feeling poorly and complaing abou it, or me trying to catch up on all the stuff that I let slide while I wasn't well. That continues, alas.
DH and I went to Global Drum Project up at UCDavis last night. It was, predictably, fantastic. The Mondavi Center is gorgeous. The guy at the end of our row recognized my "Math is Delicious" shirt as Questionable Content, which never happens (the girl at will-call liked it, too, but because she's a math major). This is my second trip to Davis in 7 days, I feel all proprietary about it, now. Of course, now I probably won't be back for ages. Unless we end up going to see Laurie Anderson. If only the yarn store was still open. Without that, my only real Davis destonation is the Co-op, and it'll take some considering before I decide whether or not it's worth while to travel up there for anything they carry.
So very not fatsing. We had In-n-out after the show last night, and just considering fasting is making me queasy today. Not happening.
Last Tuesday we went to My Bloody Valentine. I wouldn't have gone on my own, but their one of DH's core musical loves so there was never really any question. We got there while the first opener was playing, the kind of ambient electronica stuff that I enjoy hearing live but would never choose to listen to at home. Spent their whole set in the merchandise line, we needed to get a Loveless shirt to replace the one DH had swiped from his college roommate years before. And get one for us, of course, since the swiped one has since disintegrated or perhaps just hidden itself well. We got up reasonably close for Spectrum, which was good stuff. When I think of Sonic Boom, I think of that Speak-and-Spell EAR thing he did, and I LOVED that so much. This was nothing like that, really, but it was good. MVB was like a force of nature, this huge assault of sound that you just have to hope you survive. Exhilerating. DH decided not to wear earplugs so he could compare this show to last time he saw them. He's an idiot, sometimes.
The rest of the week has been filled with me feeling poorly and complaing abou it, or me trying to catch up on all the stuff that I let slide while I wasn't well. That continues, alas.
