g love & special sauce

By christa 21 August, 2008 awesome dude!, boston, thursday divinity

I went to a concert last week (last thursday night to be exact) at the bank of america pavilion. i’d never been to this venue before, and that is a crying shame, because it’s an awesome place and I am heartbroken thinking of all the great acts I’ve missed there.

Anyway, I saw G Love & Special Sauce. It was one of the best nights I’ve had in a long while. I can’t remember the last time I had fun like that. It was me & neeler. The weather was just gorgeous, slightly cool, not enough to need a sweatshirt or anything, but almost almost. And not a whit of humidity. There was a breeze, flirting with everyone all night long, telling us secrets from the other side of the world. I had a big glass of stella (from the tap!), an adventure in the bathroom stall, and a groove in my hips that lasted the whole night.

the first act was umm, tristan prettyman. I was pretty indifferent to her, didn’t pay much attention, she was easily enough ignored. 2nd up was the john butler trio. I didn’t know what to expect from them. I’d heard the name before, but I had no clue as to who they were or their musical stylings. They were a total jam band, not usually my thing, but put me in the right circumstances with the right frame of mind, and it’s cool, yo. They had a good vibe and the crowd loved them. I danced a bit, but mostly enjoyed everyone else enjoying them. It’s safe to say I won’t go buy an album of theirs or listen to them again, but in a live setting, with a bit of beer & jam band sweets in my body, I didn’t mind them a bit.

the highlight of the show and the reason for my being there was of course g love. never seen him live before, and he was so much fun. I danced all night, everyone sang, and we rode the wave. g love calls his music the hip-hop blues, and I can’t imagine a more apt description. Plus he ended the show with cold beverage. Well, before the encore anyway.

I had such a good time, on so many levels. I really miss going to shows.

anyway, thanks neila, for a grand old time. thanks g love, for being a cool dude. thanks special sauce, for being so special and saucy. thanks john butler trio, for being so jammy. thanks tristan, for being so inoffensive. thanks boston weather, for not sucking. thanks stella, for being so delicious and cold in my mouth and belly.

my little bug is four!

By christa 19 August, 2008 random

happy bday ry!

sure it’s his birthday, but today is about me. I mean, it’s about him, sure, in that he’s the result of everything I did. so see? it’s about me. besides, he had his day in the sun on saturday, with presents and cakes and songs.

I always get super nostalgic on his birthday. I’ve been poring over old videos & pictures, which annoys g to no end. he thinks I live in the past too much. whatever.

Most of the early days are not easily accessible, but I do have everything I’ve posted on the internets throughout his little life so far. It’s comforting to see how much he’s changed, and yet how he’s exactly the same.

These are some videos I found on loafe. Not quite sure when these took place, he looks to be about a year and a half or so:
–Lunchtime. this is my favorite. I’ve watched it 100000 times in the last month. I love it when he crinkles his face.
-before he started talking he would point at things and say “eeee?”
–here he’s getting a kick out of throwing dirt in the tunnel.
–gah!

I had a big old sentimental sappy post all ready for today, but now I don’t really feel like it. I think I’m going to write him a private letter and he can open when he’s old, like me.

I will say this though. four years went by in the blink of an eye. four crazy rollercoaster years. ry continues to be the best thing I’ve ever done. as we start in on year five, I’m starting to think that will never change. Is that good or bad?

THANKS FOR THE HAIKUS!

By christa 18 August, 2008 haiku

I bought a gold medal to give out to the best olympic haiku. I received all of two.

you people make me sick.

I did get other haikus though. go read go read.

you people make me so happy with your haiku participation.

come bleed with me

By christa 18 August, 2008 random

I forgot how good street spirit is. I love “rediscovering” awesome songs.

so I’m wondering something about the women athletes in the olympics. do you think they get breast reductions or something? because I am really amazed at how every single one of them has no breasts. maybe a few of them have a kleenex or two folded up over their nipples or something, but they certainly don’t have normal sized breasts. I can’t believe that every single elite athlete in the world is flat-chested. There has to be competitive talented winning athletes who have boobs, right? RIGHT?

I am definitely feeling olympic fatigue though. yes indeed. isn’t it over with already? enough with the running and the jumping and swimming and flags and the tears and the stories and the anthems and the medal counts and the stupid chinese with their stupid winning. I’m tired of watching people be all active and shit.

ry’s birthday is tomorrow. I am going to celebrate my awesomeness in both making him and birthing him and raising him. he’s a swell kid. I am going to eat a lot of cake to commemorate his swellness. I also ate a lot of cake on saturday, when we had our little party for him, and he got his bike and some toys and books. It was a small party, you can’t even really call it a party, because he has no friends. and also, because I don’t like big deal birthday parties, as it’s all a bunch of annoying people being annoying. we did have some balloons though, and we had fun and I gotta say, I love that freaking kid. I am probably going to give him up for adoption next week, but still, he’s pretty goddamned cute.

four years ago we were helping vikas and michelle with their new house, and by “helping” I mean I was walking around all miserable and fat and feeling constipated. so not much different than say, today. except for I’m not constipated.

Also: I forgot how good fillmore jive is, too.