I heard a weird buzzing noise tonight while I was working at my desk. I looked down and saw this:
This may have been the weirdest thing I've ever seen on my floor. The insect was definitely breakdancing. Check out this quicktime movie (2 MB, 15 shamefully unoptimized seconds) of it to see what I mean. If you look really close, you can see the teeny boombox where the music is coming from.
The gig with the girls on Friday was fun as hell. They all performed very well, sang beautifully, and put on a good show in a packed room. I enjoyed myself more than I have at a gig in quite a while, and I pretty much always have fun. This was just even more fun.
Tres Femmes will be recording an album some time next year, and I hope I'll have the chance to play with them on it. We have a show next April in Green Bay, but other than that I don't know specifically where it's going from here. I just look forward to the next time.
Early in the evening I met Mark Cameron, Katie Todd's brother-in-law and drummer, and we shared his drums for the gig, to keep things moving (no setup changes between bands, for which we and the sound man were both very thankful). That's always simultaneously fun and a gamble for me. I like checking out other drummers' gear, seeing what it does to my playing, but so many of them are taller than me it makes the setup challenging. Anyway, everyone in that band seems cool, and they play well.
Lis and I have started rehearsals for her next album. I'm learning the new songs, and relearning the not-so-new songs, and we'll be doing some recording over the holidays back in New Hampshire. I may have the chance to put my new drum programming skills to use too, but we'll see.
It's been a good weekend for music, which makes me happy. Of course, the likelihood of actually accomplishing the EP in a Month goal has dropped precipitously with all this stuff I've been doing, but more on that later.
Food revelation of the day: soy cheese (at the least the kind I bought today) is good! Melted in a sandwich, anyway. Really very good. And it has nothing bad for you in it. Amazing.
I've gotten so many comments (both written and verbal) about that picture of Carly that I had to do something about it. It's hard to miss up there at the top of the page, just as it should be. I also tweaked some things in the layout of the home page, increased the contrast of the type and changed the typefaces. Tiny things, but enough to
I also removed the Creative Commons license from the site. I really need to give more careful consideration to copyright before I say "everything is usable by anyone". It isn't true, especially since there are things all over this site that aren't mine to give. I'll think on it more and restore the license in the appropriate places later on.
Every time we leave the house, we see this in the window.
Carly and the plant bear a strange resemblance.
Wow. It was somewhat amusing when there was only one, and the English was bad, but this morning I opened my email to find twelve comments from one email address, all of them spam. Not satisfied by merely sending junk email, spammers are now automatically adding comments to websites like this one.
Hello, mt-blacklist. There shouldn't be any trouble posting comments here for real humans, but if you run into trouble, let me know.
Lis and Troy's wedding was a lovely affair. Congratulations to two of my favorite people, best wishes for a long and happy life together. We had a great time, got to see some people we hadn't seen in a while, swim in the hotel pool, and generally unwind after a harder than average work week. They're going on a honeymoon in Hawaii planned for them by her parents. And when I say planned for them, I mean they don't know what's planned for them. It should be splendid. Here's a cute, if blurry, photo of the happy couple, and a young boy that worships Troy.
Even more amazing than the wedding (which we expected, fun though it was) was the discovery we made when we got back to town. Our fiendish dog had been sociable with other dogs during her stay at the kennel. Apparently she was able to be around other dogs of both sexes, of varying sizes, and didn't cause any fights, slink off frightened, or do anything weird. Apparently this kennel business may actually be good for the dog. We were very pleased to find that out.
This isn't the first time. When Carly was staying with her "grandparents" in Michigan during our honeymoon, she was shooed off to bed by a dog one third her size, and was generally fairly well-behaved around this other dog. At this point, I'm wondering if Carly's issues have to do with protecting us. I've had a couple run-ins with other dogs recently while on walks with Carly, wherein I had to keep them away from her for fear of a fight breaking out, and I hope that has gone a little way toward showing the dog that it is not us, the hu-mans, who need protection.
Regardless, we're feeling much better about leaving Carly at the kennel when we're out of town.
