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Stuff, nonsense, and stuffy nonsense
Mar. 18th, 2003 09:39 pmSo here's what's wandering through my brain today:
1) Spring! Springety spring spring springy! Sing along, Tom Lehrer fans, and you know who you are: Spring is here, ah, suh-pring is here! Life is skittles and life is beer!
2) My tai chi video finally arrived (after I whined to Amazon about it), only to discover that it only covers the first few of the forms. Well, dammit. This tai chi thing obviously isn't working, because I haven't even popped the shrink wrap, and already my stress level is up...
3) Nik slept half the night on Sunday, and straight through on Monday. Whichever deity arranged this, I thank you in the appropriate manner.
4) Ah, yes, Ani Difranco. I was prepared for her full band (complete with brass section) to be there, but it turned out to be a solo acoustic gig, which was fabulous. Unfortunately, I think the audience displeased her somehow, perhaps because of all the cries out to "take it off" (the women were the ones doing the yelling) and all the requests for "the old songs" (the earliest ones she did were "Two Little Girls" and "Swan Dive" off of Little Plastic Castle). At any rate, she played a good set, ending with an amazing eight-minute poem about 9/11 and the current political climate, and then left without an encore. I wonder.
5) The opening act was Hammel on Trial, who...well, he kicked mutherluvin' ass, if those with more delicate sensibilities don't mind my saying so. I've heard and liked a few tracks of his (yes, he's one guy), but I was totally unprepared for what a potty-mouthed acoustic-punk bugstomper he is. I'll be buying his stuff now, thank you most muchly.
6) One quick stage-banter joke from each of them:
(from Hammel) "How do you get five old ladies to say, 'fuck'? Have the other one say, 'Bingo!'"
(from Ani) "Why do chicks love Jesus?" [holds arms wide] "Because he's hung like this."
No, you didn't read that. Just chalk that up to the Had to Be There Syndrome, and move on.
[EDIT: I'm really, really sorry about this. Both of these. It was all in the delivery.]
7) Let's see: We've had the space shuttle disaster, the Iraq crisis, and the deadly pneumonia virus...well, heck, that's death, war and pestilence right there! All's we need is a li'l famine, an' we got ourselves an apocolypse! Yeeeeeha!
8) I did not play one single piece of Irish music on St Patrick's Day. I must be getting old. (On the other hand, Price Chopper impressed the expletive-deleted out of me by playing De Danaan's "Leaving Tipperary" while I was shopping. Bless their boots.)
9) So, what should I do with my day off tomorrow?
1) Spring! Springety spring spring springy! Sing along, Tom Lehrer fans, and you know who you are: Spring is here, ah, suh-pring is here! Life is skittles and life is beer!
2) My tai chi video finally arrived (after I whined to Amazon about it), only to discover that it only covers the first few of the forms. Well, dammit. This tai chi thing obviously isn't working, because I haven't even popped the shrink wrap, and already my stress level is up...
3) Nik slept half the night on Sunday, and straight through on Monday. Whichever deity arranged this, I thank you in the appropriate manner.
4) Ah, yes, Ani Difranco. I was prepared for her full band (complete with brass section) to be there, but it turned out to be a solo acoustic gig, which was fabulous. Unfortunately, I think the audience displeased her somehow, perhaps because of all the cries out to "take it off" (the women were the ones doing the yelling) and all the requests for "the old songs" (the earliest ones she did were "Two Little Girls" and "Swan Dive" off of Little Plastic Castle). At any rate, she played a good set, ending with an amazing eight-minute poem about 9/11 and the current political climate, and then left without an encore. I wonder.
5) The opening act was Hammel on Trial, who...well, he kicked mutherluvin' ass, if those with more delicate sensibilities don't mind my saying so. I've heard and liked a few tracks of his (yes, he's one guy), but I was totally unprepared for what a potty-mouthed acoustic-punk bugstomper he is. I'll be buying his stuff now, thank you most muchly.
6) One quick stage-banter joke from each of them:
(from Hammel) "How do you get five old ladies to say, 'fuck'? Have the other one say, 'Bingo!'"
(from Ani) "Why do chicks love Jesus?" [holds arms wide] "Because he's hung like this."
No, you didn't read that. Just chalk that up to the Had to Be There Syndrome, and move on.
[EDIT: I'm really, really sorry about this. Both of these. It was all in the delivery.]
7) Let's see: We've had the space shuttle disaster, the Iraq crisis, and the deadly pneumonia virus...well, heck, that's death, war and pestilence right there! All's we need is a li'l famine, an' we got ourselves an apocolypse! Yeeeeeha!
8) I did not play one single piece of Irish music on St Patrick's Day. I must be getting old. (On the other hand, Price Chopper impressed the expletive-deleted out of me by playing De Danaan's "Leaving Tipperary" while I was shopping. Bless their boots.)
9) So, what should I do with my day off tomorrow?
