Archive | August 2010

I Was Born For This

I’m not sure I can explain it, but a manly man in a kilt makes me weak.  Maybe it’s my Scot-Irish genes have predisposed me to this. Whatever it is, I’m just gonna go with it.

I don’t go out of my way to indulge my strange fetish, but I think I want to attend this:

Indy’s Irish Fest Kilted Mile.

Because one of the other things that I love to watch is men showing off their athletic abilities.  I love watching men being men.

I would need to bring some shades so I can stare without being totally conspicuous.

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Signs Revisited

I was at Cedar Point’s Castaway Bay, there is a lovely sign on the gate to the jacuzzi.  It has a whole long, boring list of things you can’t do. At the bottom of the list is this fantastic statement:

  • Hand held infants are not permitted

Really. Hand held?  That’s sounds like an electronic device.  Hand held infants.  Who wrote this sign? What does this even mean?

I would’ve taken a picture, but there was no way I was taking my phone (my precious) in there.

International Strange Music Day

September 24th is Strange Music Day.  Normally I’d just say that I was listening to Justin Bieber, the Jonas Brothers, or any country singer in honor of this day.  Then I’d make a lame joke about that not actually being strange music but bad music (which, honestly, Justin Bieber is just awful). And since I mentioned bad entertainment, I’m going to tell you the torture that is on my tv.  My two little kids love Full House.  This is just an awful, awful show. Why, why is this still on?

Anyway, this year, I’m not going to be lazy. I’ll actually listen (I would never intentionally listen to Justin Bieber, the Jonas Brothers, or any country singer) to some strange music.

The strangest music I can think of is That 1 Guy.  And truly, how crazy is his song Buttmachine? The video is brilliant though.  Really, go watch it.  He is insane.  He is the only live musician I’ve ever seen (barring the orchestra, the opera or that type of live music) that had the audience silent.  I’m not sure how much I like his music; I don’t think I’d listen if I wasn’t watching that crazy instrument he plays.

Right now, Adam Lambert’s video for “If I Had You” is on (they are playing it on Nick between episodes of Full House).  It’s definitely not bad or strange music but, holy crap, the video is awful.

Happy Bad Poetry Day

Once again it ‘s that time of year.  I always celebrate Bad Poetry Day.  Mostly unintentionally. So today, I will intentionally try to write some bad poetry (as I have so much practice, it should be no problem).

Road rash is red

my bike is blue

Because I fell off it

I’m scraped up and bruised.

See, I knew I had it in me!

Paramore AP 25th Anniversary

Tuesday, August 10th Paramore played a two song acoustic thing at Alternative Press headquarters and I was lucky enough to win entry. I wish my pictures were better, but Alternative Press has great pictures and you can see them here.

Alternative Press has it’s headquarters in the old American Greetings Creative Arts Building on W 80th in Cleveland (I love going here because there are so many local artist studio/galleries).

The “doors” opened at 1 pm and the performance was supposed to start at 1:30.  We were directed toward a little sitting area, lunch room thing when we got there.  And it was crowded and I kind of felt like a sheep in a corral.  Someone(s) had tried to make it inviting.  There was a table with just tons of different cupcakes that all said “AP” or “25 “.  Here’s one of my crappy cell phone camera pics of it.

Because the crowd consisted of mostly teenage girls (and me) very few of the cupcakes were touched (I have found that teenage girls have the tendency to try to 1) out starve each other or 2) out eat each other.  There’s no in between.  It’s just odd.  This crowd was apparently into the not eating thing, although clearly many of them were only doing that here).

I spent almost an hour standing in this room.  It got a bit old but I was really happy that I was standing under this:

In case you can’t read it, it’s signed by Rise Against.  I love them.  I listen to them a lot. I was really happy.  I was really coveting that guitar.

There were autographed panels on the wall too.  I didn’t want to take pictures, my daughter was getting annoyed with me.  But it was neat to see that bands like The Maine, and Bayside had autographed the panels.  Very cool (I wish I could remember the other bands).

I got a “drop dead” stare from the bratty one for this, but I had to take a picture.  It’s a sign that was on the wall in the “waiting” room.

I love that it’s all sort of legalese but at the bottom is the admonishment “Do not touch”.  WTF? What are we not supposed to touch?  The sign? The wall the sign is taped to? And who felt that was the best way to end this sign? Seriously, I have to know.

Anyway, after an hour, even this sign and all the questions it raised in my mind were not enough to keep me amused.  Fortunately, right about 2 pm, we (approximately 50 of us)were ushered down the hall into this narrow room with dirty carpet and asked to sit on the floor.

Three members of the band came in and started playing “Feeling Sorry” and sounded amazing.  Then they started playing Brick by Boring Brick and Hailey Williams said something like “oh are we going to play another”, which didn’t sound promising.  And they sounded great but only played those two songs. And, I repeat that my pictures suck.  I have a Palm Pre which didn’t take good pictures when it was new. It takes even worse pictures now (dropped off second story roof, has loads of sand from the beach, etc.).

It was a bit disappointed but then we were lined up and handed posters. And the whole band sat down and signed them. Then we were lined up again and Alt Press took our pics with the band and posted them to their website.  If you go through the pics, I’m in one, with the daughter (she “let” me stand with her. I’m so flipping honored).  Hayley Williams is TINY! I was afraid if I got too close I’d smash her.  She’s really cute.  I get why guys crush on her.

It was really cool.  The only thing that would’ve been better (other than a few more songs) would be if I had gone to see them at Tower City Amphitheater after, but alas, it was not to be.

Or, you know, having my daughter act like she enjoyed this.  Or hearing her thank me. Or any sign that she was grateful.  Instead she told me that I’m embarrassing because I don’t act my age.  Well, I don’t look my age either.  I act about the age I look so I think I’m good.  I wish she didn’t act like my mother! Buzz kill.

Brass in Pocket

Or on my daughter’s ankle.

I made this anklet using Blue Buddha Boutique rings in brass, aluminum, and bronze, size H18.   The beads are seed beads attached using Blue Buddha Boutique aluminum rings, size F20.  I made the clasp out of brass wire.

You can click the picture to see the detail better.  The weave is barrel chain.