Gentle Jack Jones…

…won’t you come home to me?

“Brown Eyed Women” is my favorite Grateful Dead song. Hands down. Probably because I have brown eyes. Or probably because it’s about the only one where I positively know every single word and don’t have to mumble any of them. Either or.

And every time we go see Dark Stark Orchestra, I hope beyond hope that they play it, so I can finally belt one out with the best of the hippie crowd.

DSO is a most excellent Grateful Dead cover band, except they don’t just cover they Dead, they play actual entire past Dead shows. Set list for set list. They are incredible.

Much like Aussie Pink Floyd, if you close your eyes while listening to DSO you could actually think you were hearing the Grateful Dead themselves, Jerry and all.

We try to go see them every year, as they make an annual winter stop at one of the theaters in downtown Milwaukee. And tonight’s the night. Grandma’s coming up to babysit D and spend the night, so R and I are going to the show. Huzzah! (huzzah? i don’t think i’ve ever said that before)

I love these guys, and even though I won’t be partaking in the, ahem, *spirit*, of the show as most of the crowd will be, I’ll enjoy it just as much. Plus these theaters usually have splendid beer specials, like $4 tall boys. Nice!

For those of you unfamiliar with DSO, here’s a clip of them playing “Brown Eyed Women” this past New Year’s Eve. Please pardon the less-than-stellar filming – I can only imagine the camera person’s state of *being* at that moment.

And yes, that chick on stage does twirl and do the hippie dance the entire show. Sometimes I end up just watching her the whole time…

 

 

Did you know?

That it’s unhealthy to breathe someone else’s farts? Yours are totally ok to ingest, though.

 

Seriously, if you haven’t laughed yet today, go read this. I can’t believe I’m not dead yet, you know, living with R and D and all the ass gas they produce. I’m not kidding – D definitely takes after R in this respect. In fact, one of her favorite things to do first thing in the morning is rip a couple wake up farts as she’s scooting around in her crib. Like hi Mom, my butt wants to say I love you!

And wait, there’s more! Not fart-related, though, sorry to disappoint. But look at this awesome iPhone case I got yesterday:

Hi!

Are you kidding me?? How cute is that! One of the girls I raced with in the Milwaukee Challenge last weekend had one that she’d designed with a bunch of cool words on it, so I went to their site and made my own. It’s awesome – you can upload your own art or photos, pick from their stock art, or just start from scratch and make whatever you want. It arrived just 2 days after I ordered it too! Let me know if you’d like the site; I have some 20% off coupons too if you’d like to create your own.

And wait again! Guess what I did last night and the night before? You’ll never get it in a million years, so I’ll just tell you – I hung curtains in our bedroom! Um, so what? People hang curtains all the time. No, you don’t understand. This involved a power drill, drywall anchors, and a power screwdriver, 3 things with which I am completely uncomfortable. I don’t do power tools. None of them (yes, the 4 years and counting that we’ve spent remodeling our house has all been done by r). They scare me. Because I know that if I put a hole where a hole shouldn’t be, R will kill me. And I don’t just mean that metaphorically either. I’m pretty sure I would be in a body bag somewhere if I ruin our walls that he built. As such I have been terrified to adorn them. We barely have anything hanging in our house yet as a result. There are a couple pieces here and there, but those I was able to hang with simple hooks that go through the drywall and make miniscule holes that even R said are no big deal. We do have one big framed piece hanging in the kitchen, but he did that one since it involved drilling and anchors too. So you see, my hanging 2 curtain rods, which involved drilling 10 holes plus anchors and screws, is a HUGE accomplishment for me. The curtains are just cheapie ones I wanted to use to cover the lack of trim until we replace the windows and maybe get nice room-darkening blinds, so they’re no big deal in themselves. It’s my conquering the power tools and not ruining the walls that excited me most.

Ok, now class dismissed. Have a great weekend!

 

FF

We’re on vacation!!

R, D, and I are on our way to one of my favorite places on Earth – Little Pine Isle. It’s the family vacation spot in Canada that I went to every summer growing up and to which I hope to return each year forever. Our cabin isn’t winterized, so our trips are always either in the Summer or Fall, sometime when the weather is warm enough to not need insulated walls. There is a fireplace and a wood-burning stove in the kitchen, though, so during those chilly Fall stays we have fires burning constantly to heat the place.

We’ll be off the grid for the next week (I can’t even begin to describe how happy that notion makes me – no cell phones or emails), so try not to miss me too badly. Don’t worry, I will still be posting to keep you entertained, and then will have a full rundown upon our return. Here are some pictures of where we’re going, in case you’re curious:

 

Little Pine Isle

 

View from the opposite end of the island

 

Sunset behind the island

 

More sunset (that's me standing on the point)

 

Main room of the cabin, animals came with the place

 

Still day

 

Still night

 

Some of the crew there in 2005

 

Have a great weekend everyone, and a Happy 4th of July (or Happy Canada Day to our neighbors to the north)! We’ll be celebrating our country’s independence in Canada this year. 🙂