Take a walk on the wild side, or at least a reasonable fascimile thereof

We got hit by the hideous wanderlust that strikes us from time to time last night, but lacked the energy to actually, y'know, wander. Luckily, this was the weekend of the Aggressive Music Festival, the Glens Falls Civic Center's presentation of such features as Hatebreed, Slipknot, Slayer, and lots of irate letters from concerned parents and religious folk. Not wanting to miss the fun-fun-fun when the festival wrapped for the night, we ventured out.

Top ten stories of the night:

1) Random Music Festival Guy, to Anna and I sitting on a street bench: "Hey, show us your boobs! The both of yous! [sic]" (Anna's response: "Sorry, I don't date stupid people.")
2) Hot on the heels of #1 came another festival-goer who thought he'd have a grand time intimidating and/or freaking us out by glaring at us in a crazed peyote-trip-gone-bad kind of way as he passed. (Anna's response: "I've seen scarier than that in the loony bin." We made a break for it.)
3) Never let it be said that this isn't a rural area: minutes after #2, a car greeted us with a horn that played "Dixie." For Anna, a little taste of home.
4) I should know better than to ask rhetorically of Anna, "How can you possibly embarrass me more than you already have?" particularly in the presence of a cute girl whom I'm mooning after. The answer will not be pretty.
5) We swapped shirts in the unisex bathroom at Bella's Pizza. Don't ask.
6) We'd never been in Old MacDonald's Pub prior to last night. I know now why.
7) The reason for #6: KARAOKE FROM HELL. I mean it. We're talking about Elvis' "Teddy Bear," sung by a woman who sang, in Anna's words, "like Nico on crack." Suffice it to say, I'm still soaking my ears.
8) Is there anything more fun than just hanging out outside a gay bar on a Saturday night? If there is, I haven't found it yet.
9) Ye gods, exactly how many former strippers are out there?
10) In bed by 3, to be up by 8:30. Somebody remind me how old I am again, please?

Combat Therapy

Honestly, I have no idea how we got from watching Peter's Friends to beating the crap out of each other with pillows in less than five minutes. But it must be said that it's good for an ongoing relationship to occasionally hurl insults at each other while maintaining a healthy level of collateral damage.

( This will NOT be pretty. )

(cross-posted to <lj user="rafaela")

Mix news

Many thanks to all of you who requested copies of the four-disc Jedi Mind Tricks manifesto for your ongoing patience. Many of you have already received the goods, and you know who you are. shellefly, adamchristopher, and rubian77: yours went in the mail this afternoon, and should be in your hands shortly. shadesong: your replacement copy will be on its way within a few days, we hope. (Sorry again.) laurel, daev, and knotwork: yours is the next batch to go, in fairly short order. koyaanisqatsi, domani, and tek2way: your batch will be bringing up the tail end, but we're shooting for next week at the latest.

Thank you for your attention.