Sure, I could give the usual rundown, what I did last weekend and with whom. But all that can be gotten via flickr, really. And sometimes I just get into a naturally tripped out frame of mind, which causes me to lose my focus. Being the little man’s mother encourages this. Recently he informed me that, when we’re on the freeway, our little car is actually travelling through a GIANT turtle (not unlike the tiny humans in Honey, I Shrunk the Kids, I guess - a movie which neither of us has actually seen, thankfully). And that when we exit the freeway we are either a) being spit out by said turtle or, and this is lovely, really, b) being pooped out. You know, depending on what part of the city we’re in. I guess that makes sense.
Speaking of movies, there are many I am looking forward to seeing. In no particular order:
- Krrish, the sequel to Koi…Mil Gaya (Bollywood’s first sci-fi movie)
- Jet Li’s Fearless (holler!)
- One of my all-time favorite books, The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay, might possibly be made into a movie, with Michael Chabon on board (via Pop Astronaut). Crossing my fingers.
Bonus: When I was about eight months pregnant with the little man, my car was destroyed (a 1997 VW Jetta that I bought brand new). By mother nature. It was just one week before I moved into the home that I live in now and the ordeal caused a heapload of stress I could have done without. Well, it seems that my then-neighborhood, in Minneapolis, behind The Wedge, was flooded again. I didn’t have the presence of mind to take photos when it happened to me, but this is exactly what it looked like. And it makes me miss that neighborhood a whole lot less.
Plus: My long-time favorite bra is disintegrating, slowly going from being to nothingness with each washing.
And: June has already given me three wonderful weekends of live music (Signal to Trust, Tragedy, and Low, among others). And I’m closing the month out with The Sound the Hare Heard (a special Kill Rock Stars tour) on my birthday, and Seu Jorge the day after. Yay!
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Sorry about your bra, but I am envious of your concert schedule. I saw Seu Jorge last time he was at the Cedar–he was absolutely amazing. He even kissed my husband’s hand on the way out! Have a great birthday weekend!
What a weird coincidence! My favorite bra gave out this past week, and I was forced to go bra shopping when I realized that 4 other bras in the drawer are (and have been for several years) the wrong size and thus I haven’t worn them. So I went bra shopping. It’s normally a horrid experience filled with disappointment, but, miracle of miracles, both Nordstrom and Target had bras (ON SALE!!) that fit me well and were 100% cotton or some miracle microfiber called microsuede which is so comfy I couldn’t say no, so I ended up with several new bras, all of which I like. It really was a good week last week, at least in terms of undergarments.
You know I have a friend who seems to know everything about Uptown. He says that intercection of Lyndale and Franklin was once “Lake Lyndale” and was filled many years ago. When it rains a lot I guess Lake Lyndale re-forms.
I vote for being pooped out. I have the sense of humor of an elementary school aged child, though, so that explains why I identify with the little man’s logic.
Sabrina - I totally meant to check him out at the Cedar last time, but it was either the day before or the day after the Andrew Bird show, and I couldn’t do both. I’m definitely looking forward to Monday.
Iseult/Mariah - that is funny, and heartening news. My folks gave me a Marshall Field’s gift certificate so maybe I will get lucky and find some decent foundation items there.
Chel - seriously, “Lake Lyndale” is right. If I ever lived in that neighborhood again, I’d be sure to be South of 24th, up on that hill.
Tim - that could also explain your choice in careers :-)
the turtle stuff reminds me of great a’tuin from discworld. you kind of have to ignore the stuff about the pooping and the car and the highway and the town and stuff, but still.
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