Thursday, March 23, 2006
I found out Erin McKeown was playing last night at The Mill, so Chad and I got tickets. She delivered and rocked, which was nice after the boring ass Bright Eyes letdown.
One thing I learned about Erin McKeown last night that I didn't previously know was that she has a particular fan following. To be more specific, when I got there, Chad and I were pretty much the only guys there, and our hair was longer than all of girls there. Not that it made a difference, it actually made it more fun, Chad and I singing out loud amongst a sea of young Iowa City lesbians.
Chad and Hillary, Leah, Sarah, Nicole and I went.
I ran into a friend that works in the ER, Glenn, who plays guitar at The Mill some nights.
After the show I ran into Erin, and had just enough beers to strike up a conversation. I thought she might not give me the time of day, judging me as some frat guy, but she was actually really cool. She probably thought I was gay, that's why. Anyway, she insisted we take the picture hold-the-camera-yourself style, which made for cooler pics in the end.
They just got done playing at South by Southwest and were kicking off their tour starting in Iowa City. So, she might be coming around, and I recommend catching the show if you have time.
Wednesday, March 22, 2006
Nicole had a spring break since she is a teacher, and so did our neighbor. We celebrated with a Margarita night which ended in the four of us having a brief video game competition.
If it takes you longer than 3 seconds to guess which game we were playing I am severely disappointed in you.
Saturday, March 18, 2006
So, I have hardly been home in the last week, and thus my absence from the blogs. 94 hours between the PICU and ER in 7 days. Seriously. Then you throw in my beloved Hawkeyes in the NCAA tournament, along with a Magic gaming session wednesday night and you have little time for sleep or blogging. (I was 1-1 in the Magic game. Chad won the first, but then I pulled out my new "good luck" deck, as in good luck trying to win. )
The Hawkeyes were up by 14 points with 7:30 to go friday morning. Then they were up by 2 points with seconds left. And with LESS than 1 second left on the clock a Norwestern St. Demon launched a shot that had no business going in. But it did. I am not usually emotionally attached to the basketball team like I am the football team, (as in actually have clinical depression for a few days after a devastating loss), but the guys on this basketball team were a lot of homegrown Iowa kids who dreamed about playing basketball for Iowa, about being a Hawkeye since they were old enough to throw the ball through the hoop. Hard not to root for these guys. Plus, there were 4 seniors, so this was a horrible way to go out. I should also point out that they were battling Demons, and demons are evil.
They did however win the Big Ten Tournament just 1 week ago, so, congrats and so long guys.
Later this week, the second edition of the Nintendo quiz challenge. Ok, maybe by next Sunday.
Friday, March 10, 2006
Update: Paul submitted this picture above which he preferred.
Tony said he was tired of opening up my blog and seeing my mug at the top, so since I am at work here is my temporary post to take up space until I have time to put something more worthwhile on. I have no idea who this little girl is, but apparently mom and dad need to up her feedings. I just got off of a 30 hour shift in the PICU, so I am going to go sleep now for a while.
Sunday, March 05, 2006
Cory's pic of Wizards and Warriors got me pumped enough to bust it out. Ok, so my memories were actually better than the game seemed tonight. You can see however that after battling countless not so horrifying flies and falling repeatedly down the tree shafts I made it to the boss. Apparently, his name was EVIL, as you can see above.
It's not everday you fight EVIL, so I was a bit worried.
Luckily, I had the Boots of Force, the Dagger of Throwing and the Shield of Protection. Coupled with endless continues, EVIL was no match for me.
I dispatched him, collected the treasure and released the Princess Lucinda.
There was much joy.
Friday, March 03, 2006
Can anyone tell me what emo is? I can quickly conjure a picture of an 'emo kid'. In fact, I like to think I would enjoy the company of an emo kid, and I have enjoyed bands dubbed as emo. But what's at the root of it?
Is emo 'emotive hardcore' and punk rock? Or more emo as in mopey, introverted and seeing the world as desolate? Early emo, a term dubbed in the 1980's was associated with punk rock and emotion the band showed on the stage.
Emo of the 2000's is more associated with the kid who is so humble that it even makes Jesus puke. (And Jesus almost never pukes, being immortal and not requiring an act of puke to dispell toxins from his corporeal manifestation.)
Emo lyrics tend to be a little more depressing, here's an example:
Man, if you are emo and reading this I probably made you cry, didn't I?
Frickin' Emo Kid.
But really, despite my pokes I think emo kids can be very cool, but they're the ones who won't admit to being emo. If you call yourself emo, see the picture above. (In all seriousness to that pic, according to my very in-depth research on the topic emo is considered gay-friendly, which is cool.)
I think I might be a little bit emo. Or not. Maybe I just want to be. Tony Cooper is definitely emo, but mostly just for the gay part. What, or who else we know is emo?