I do not usu­ally do the meme thing, but thought this one was pretty fun and not the typ­i­cal nar­cis­sis­tic quiz: Post a photo of your­self in the com­ments, then post this sen­tence in your own jour­nal.  (Stolen from bruised­hips.)

This week­end was most excellent.

Fri­day, I got to hang out at The Base­ment for a while.  There were a cou­ple of times when I bought myself a drink at the same time some­one else noticed my glass was empty so bought me a drink.  After a few too many ciders, I stum­bled home while the rest of the kids ran off to The Fez for more drinker­ing and dancering.

Sat­ur­day was the Eupho­ria show.  It would have been nice to stick around for the whole thing, as we had to cut out at the inter­mis­sion.  There was food, drink, a num­ber of per­for­mances by the instruc­tors, and a great sto­ry­teller.  Later Sat­ur­day was the Bad Things/Vagabond Opera/Circus Con­trap­tion show.  As I said in an ear­lier mobile post, there were a lot of peo­ple in the audi­ence who looked like hobos, vagrants, tramps, and land barons.  There were a great many tophats (in var­i­ous states of excel­lence and dis­re­pair), han­dle­bar mous­taches, han­dle­bar eye­brows, pointy beards, and monocles.

The first band was alright, but noth­ing to write home about.  Vagabond was excel­lent.  They had a whole new set of songs and at least one new band mem­ber.  They finally replaced the girl they had pre­vi­ously (who moved off to Hawaii, as I recall.) Her stage pres­ence really plays up the quiet timid­ness, but she can really belt out a strong oper­atic voice on par with Eric’s.  We are not entirely sure of the elec­tric cello player was new to the band (I thought he was at a pre­vi­ous show, Kim thought he was new.) This was the first time I have seen Cir­cus Con­trap­tion.  Unfor­tu­nately, this was an abridged show–mostly music because Dante’s Inferno does not really have enough room for their full per­for­mances, just some basic acro­bat­ics and bal­anc­ing.  There was no beer bot­tle orches­tra, either.  The whole thing was an evening of excel­lent music and mediocre french fries.

Sun­day was great, too, but in a much more mel­low way.  We slept late, ran around Powell’s (and was accosted by Eric!), ate take-out, then spent a quiet, relax­ing evening read­ing in front of the fire­place.  Yes, I picked up that book (“The Areas of My Exper­tise”) and dis­cov­ered it was writ­ten by the guy who did the This Amer­i­can Life super­power episode (invis­i­bil­ity vs. fly­ing.) That was actu­ally one of the few that I pur­chased (on cas­sette! …this before they were all avail­able through iTunes) for later listening.

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