my life as a nomad

tisq

good weekend... so far, anyhow

went and saw millions with mi hermana friday evening. i really liked it, but she's not sure yet what she thought of it. it's a little bit weird at times, and the theology isn't exactly spot-on, but it's still an excellent, sweet, and funny film. well worth a watch. we went to kfc afterwards and chowed down on some chicken. i hadn't been there in forever, so it was a nice change from the usual burger-joint fast food routine.

"don't worry, dad. everybody gets burgled at christmas"

then last night, i went down to n.h. with the family to see the turtle island string quartet. third time i've seen them, first for the folks and sis. they were pretty blown away, and i was just soaking it up. they are just so amazing... they blow away whatever preconceived notions you may have of what a string quartet is. they're heavily influenced by jazz, folk, classical, indian, and all sorts of other genres of music. tisq is truly a one-of-a-kind group. i can't even begin to describe how amazing they are, so i won't, except to say that mark summer is like a jimi hendrix on the cello. wow. he played julie-o, a cello solo piece that he wrote, and just brought the house down. i've never heard it live before... man. a-ma-zing. great concert

it was raining really hard yesterday, so we got a little wet walking between the parking garage and the concert hall. i was waiting to cross the street at one intersection, when a car swerved real close to me (on purpose), nailed the puddle which was collecting right by the curb, and absolutely drenched me from the waist down. i was dripping wet. but what can you do except laugh it off? i mean, i'm not about to go chase the car down or anything, and i'm sure i provided them with a good laugh. another guy waiting to cross the street was so shocked by what happened, he kept saying, "that was absolutely horrid. i can't believe those people just did that." so, i walked into the hall looking like i had just emptied my entire bladder on myself, but it was all good cause the concert rocked. and i was even fairly dry by the time it was over

mothers day is next weekend. i can never keep track of all these hallmark holidays, which is why i have a sister to remind me. thank goodness for that

i heard the worst excuse ever for leaving early from work last week. the conversation went somehting like this:

"where's curt?"
"he had to leave. his girlfriends grandparents just passed away."
"i didn't know he had a girlfriend"
"he doesn't"
"ahhhhh"

i wish i had the chance to ask him how they passed away. that would have made for an entertaining story


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posted by Patrick @ 7:45 PM