S.T.E.P.H.: Synthetic Troubleshooting and Efficient Peacekeeping Humanoid

Upma - I'm embarassed to say that I fell asleep for part of Waking Life (ironic, no?). We went to the late night screening, and while it's beautiful to look at, the dialogue is like being in an Intro to Philosophy class. Lecture style. So a short nap ensued. Did you know that Divya did some of the animation for it?

J.T.: Journeying Technician

http://www.brunching.com/toys/toy-cyborger.html
tells the acronym of your name if you were a cyborg
mine:
S.H.E.L.L.Y.: Synthetic Humanoid Engineered for Learning and Logical Yardwork

plus column: work may send me to New York for a few days to talk to stock agencies there, the Ice Queen halloween costume went over well at parties this past weekend, going to go see Waking Life tonight and will play "name that Austin hotspot," new Buffy episode tonight

negative column: I've been in 8 hour meetings three days a week at work, hence less writing and updating, costume wigs are itchy, and I think my wisdom teeth are coming in

Okay, this has been a busy week and its only going to get busier. Sunday, John and I went to see Alli With an I at a new club in Burlington. Our secondary motive was dropping off Crimson Spectre and Dirty Version demos and trying to hook up a show there. Alli With an I was pretty good, but they're totally rocking the Get Up Kids tip. Very derivitive.

Tonight, we have band practice. Tomorrow night, I work from 4 to 10:30, then I'm off to a Halloween cover show. This year Spec is covering Black Flag. I'm supposed to be playing guitar in Jimmy's all hip-hop Operation Ivy cover set, but we haven't practiced it yet.

Thursday night is Slayer in Raleigh. Friday, the new Slave comes in. Getting it here is an all day process. Then that night, we're having the slave release party, which Dirty Version is playing. Sunday, Death Cab For Cutie is playing in Chapel Hill.

How can afford this?

Angie - He's in law school at Harvard - I bet you could find him on their internet site.

If any of you are interested in seeing photos from the Dirty Version show on Thursday night, click here.

So I've got ten minutes before I have to go play in the University Symphony Orchestra concert. Good fun, the orchestra sounds so so. Last night the wind was amazing and constant. In my bed, I could feel the air pressure in my room lower as the winds traveled around the back corner of my room and building. It's supposed to snow here tomorrow. I can't wait. It's time I made a retreat into sweet buffalo winter and my own work. I think I'm going to Paris in January for at least 2 weeks. I'll hold my breath until then. Ten minutes are almost up now, didn't get much said in that amount of time.

Upma, you are so kind.

Jimmy Joliffe was calling me "the Music," which is something that he always does.

I want no headband. I wear the sweatbands because they make me look cool. A headband would detract from that coolness.

Evan took some pictures from the show. I'll try to post them or link to them tomorrow.

shell - thanks for the makeup tips. I'm picturing the evil queen in Snow White as my role model.
So last night I decided to give myself highlights. I bought a copper glaze color which was neither blonde nor copper but instead turned out red on my head. Which is okay, but somehow it now looks like I gave myself a bad, uneven dye job rather than the thick, chunky highlights look I was going for (since the red kind of matches my hair color but not close enough). Needless to say my hair is up and back today. Perhaps after a few washings, the look will settle in. If not, well, not sure what I'll do. Lesson learned: don't do highlights at home, or at least call a friend to help.
As for Survior, I really like Lex and Ethan so far. But it's still at the point where I can't remember all the people's names, so that could all change.
Angie - glad you had such a nice time in Austin. I watched the highlights from the concert on the news. So did Lyle Lovett end up playing? or was he just there?

steph, to make the ice queen more menacing i'd go for more frightning make up. i'm thinking very dramatic dark eyes with highly arched eyebrows and sharply angular lips. (think the points of an M). perhaps also something like a frosty white in the hollows of your cheeks and under your eyes. big smears, no blending. also if your cape has jagged points on the bottom you should walk very stiffly making wide turns to give people menacing icy glares.

Obtained supplies for Halloween costume Friday night (swirly fabric covered in glittery snowflakes, white tinsel to use as a boa, frosty blue wig, large snowflake ornament to hang around neck). Then went rollerskating. !! Did the hokey pokey (angie & shelly - I was having Phil's Big 8 flashbacks - did you guys ever go rollerskating there?). They have kids limbo on rollerskates now, though you go forwards not backwards, I guess to cut down on cracked skulls. Saturday night Ted had a Logan's Run birthday party since he just turned 30. As at all parties I've been to lately, people just talked to the people they already knew, very cliquish. I finished three books I've been reading and did much laundry this weekend as well.
Angie - how was Willie?
JT - I like it when you're meta
Mike - I am hooked on Survivor (again). Who do you favor so far?

Saw Dennis Cooper read this weekend, and Eileen Myles (i'm not really sure how I feel about readings these days). Also spent part of last week teaching Mike Kuchar (brother of George Kuchar and famous film maker in his own right) iMovie as part of his NEA Residency grant at the Squeaky Wheel. I'm full of ideas to the point where I'm paralized trying to decide which to work on first, which makes me tired so i sleep and do nothing. I wish my busy-ness wasn't a substitute for being sad.

Recently I've been typing in random domain names from whatever words pop into my head, this evening it was Neil Gaiman's 7 Endless...www.Destiny, Death, Dream, Desire, Despair Delirium (Delight), Destruction.

www.despair.com, www.destruction.com, www.delight.com, were at least somehow amusing, why someone would name their internet technologies company Delirium (www.delirium.com) is beyond me. I didn't even try death or desire just because...cookies, you know.

I haven't come up with a Halloween costume yet but lucky me I don't know of any parties yet. Two years ago i was Andy Warhol complete with tape recorder, I managed to tape a large percentage of the party. A year later I was "last year's party" and created a diarama that contained popscicle stick replicas of the participants (the first instance of PEEPs, before they were so named) accompanied by the audio recordings I made the year before.

I've become interested in the "art of selection" in reference to several mediums, mostly video and audio varite (more in the sense of turning machines on and letting them record, more than "reality tv") as well as found art and a form that is more widely accepted (or at least needs less justification), photography and in some respects blogs like this, what we decide to say, to share and more importantly the things that don't get shared, left out or otherwise editted. What's the real difference between the parts of our lives that are considered too mundane (or important) to share here and the parts we decide to share in an effort to perhaps make them more (or less) significant. I keep waffling between the romantic idealism that every decision has some aesthetic bias and Stelarc's premise that we have no agency at all, that we are mechanisms that are constantly REACTING to the environment around us, that we have found ways to name and rationalize our reactions is itself a reaction and only confuses us more. Sorry I didn't mean to get meta, what can be worse than writing about a blog on a blog.

A drunk Cuban cokehead dude touched my face in a weirdly tender way tonight. People are off their fucking rockers, guys. I made a whopping 20 cents in tips tonight. Another group made $67 each.

Pronounced "Vick."

Hey, what do you know, I'm tired again!

Is the Vique of Simba the same Vique that works for Revelation? I think I've talked to her on the phone once or twice about the magazine.

There is no cd. Not even one planned. I made a copy of some fourtrack stuff and the Cedar St show for some friends in Hickory (which they hated, by the way), but its really too stinky to be handing out. When we make something we're a little happier with I'll make copies for anybody who wants one, fiancees and bloggers included. Chris Fox really wants a copy of that stuff. I guess I should get him one.

The last three days I've been working the Furniture Market in High Point with the caterer's. It's not been bad at all actually. I really like the people I work with. Yesterday, I got to work with my friend Chrissy, which was way cool, but today we went to two different jobs. Today's job was a furniture showroom run by nutters who were, variously, Cuban, homosexual, coked up and middle-aged. It was something. They played 1970s disco hits really loud over the PA.

I was in charge of the meat cutting, which was not a gross as I feared.

The night before we worked in the Market Square building and were spread over seven floors. Chrissy and I were the only permanent employees on floors three and four. The others were temps. It wasn't as crazy as it sounds, because the market is slow this year due to fears about you-know-what. Still it was a little wild. There's not a lot of incentive for temps to do a good job, especially in a situation like that, so Chrissy and I spent a lot of time checking on stuff they should have done.

After we shut down and the temps were waiting for their ride, two of them, a man and a woman, got in to some sort of physical fight. It was something.

Last night, my roommate Benji played solo acoustic guitar at Cup A Joe for Rita's goingaway party. I missed his whole set. I got there in time to see him put his guitar down. He was really nervous, but after, he seemed to think all went well.

Upma cornered Kelly Cunningham and tried to make her scold me for not presenting Upma with an engagement ring. I'm not sure that Kelly knows Upma was joking. (I'm also not sure Upma WAS joking.) So, I'll probably get a lot of people asking me what's up. Ahh, Upma the things I go through for you.

Kelly is a lunatic. But in a good way. She once told me some story about how she got her job at Pace Publishing by putting metal foil on her teeth and antenna on her head. The story was like a bus trip through Loonytown. Which is what every conversation with her is like. I think I'd like Kelly to be my (purely platonic) new best friend.

Why am I not sleeping?

Hey Mike---the new Fugazi rules. I'm with you, buddy. Others in my house are a little put off by the slower tempos but I think it's another five star Fugazi record. I wish I was in that band. Did you get the EP. It's a winner, too.

There's a new Engine Down EP, too, I think. I haven't heard it because Lovitt isn't putting it out. I should track that down.

Also, totally great is the new Jay Z single, "H to the Izzo." I have no idea what that means, but I do know that with singles like that and Alicia Key's wicked singles and Macy Gray's new song, there is hardly any reason to listen to punk/indie/underground rock anymore. Mainstream radio r&b is happening. Maxwell's new album is tough. And that cool Nelly song that goes, "Must be the money!" I love that song.

Oh, now I am sleeping. Snore.

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sent to me by a friend "Today I analyzed the runoff from the ruins of the world trade center. There were thousands of flourescent lights in those buildings, and the white powder inside fluorescent lights contains lots of mercury- so much, in fact, that when one breaks in our building they have to shut that part of the lab down so the whole place doesn't get contaminated. I guess they were worried about the dust polluting the hudson river, but it wasn't that high in Hg anyway, at least not the sample I analyzed. That's the 2nd coolest sample we ever got at work, less cool than the egyptian mummy tissue, but cooler than the silicone breast implant. "

Some content from the new Slave is up at Insound.com. I don't have direct link. Go to "Zinestand" and search under "s" for "Slave" if you want to see it. The cover is awesome.

Louise:

This is just to say

I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox

and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast

Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold

-William Carlos Williams

Variations on a theme by William Carlos Williams

1

I chopped down the house that you had been saving to live in next summer
I am sorry, but it was morning, and I had nothing to do
and its wooden beams were so inviting

2

We laughed at the Hollyhocks together
And then I sprayed them with lye
Forgive me. I simply do not know what I'm doing.

3

I gave away the money that you had been saving to live on for the next ten years
The man who asked for it was shabby
and the firm March wind on the porch was so juicy and cold

4

Last evening we went dancing and I broke you leg
Forgive me. I was clumsy, and
I wanted you here in the wards, where I am the doctor!

-Kenneth Koch

Tomorrow I start a six day job at the High Point furniture market. All six days are long days. About nine hours each day. If I survive, I'll have rent for the month of October. That will be nice. I have to admit I'm a little nervous though. I haven't worked two days in a row in like five months. I hope that doesn't make me sound like a lazy slob. I actually keep pretty busy, just not at a paying job. Looks like it's time to get one though. Sigh.

Dirty Version had a freakout moment when we realized that we only have five songs to play on the 25th. I don't know how we got so far behind on our new set. A sixth song is about half way down the pipeline. If we're lucky we'll learn it well enough to play on the 25th. And maybe we'll throw in a Springsteen cover that we haven't played in months. Sigh.

Rita brought over a bunch of photos from the 80s prom held in town last weekend. They make the party look like a lot of fun. I kinda regret boycotting it. I should have asked someone and gone. But who? Even Upma, my financee, was out of town. Sigh.

Thanks, Zach - as soon as the film gets developed, that'll be coming your way

...back to meetings

Steph, I'll show you the html code and I'll host the photos on my site, if you want. Just email me the photos and I'll email you the tags.

work = too many meetings
Today Ted gets the bookcase - I've taken lots of pictures and will post one once I get the film developed. I can scan the image in and save it as a .jpg, but am not sure how to get it up on the blog - zach/upma/jt - I'm looking to you for the html code on that (or if you even do it in html), thanks
Tomorrow night I'm going to the Travis concert at Stubbs. Thursday I do my shopping for Halloween costume supplies. Should be a fun week.

since moving to this city, we seem to be trailed by the deeds and misdeeds of a man with the same name as my boyfriend.
call # 1: from an insurance company trying to track down the driver of a hit and run accident. the driver has the same name, but isn't my boyfriend.
call #2: from a hotel, the doppelgänger has forgotten his wallet. we learn his middle name.
call #3: today an army recruiter calls because he heard that jacob was trying to contact him regarding joining the reserves. my real boyfriend says that the only way this could be possible is if the army traced our ip address since he visited the army website looking for info about a 9/11 response.

i think i wanna get an unlisted phone number.


in other news i just took another contract from a place i swore i wouldn't work for again after the last job left me screaming and pulling my hair out hours before boarding a plane. hopefully this time it won't take double the estimated work time.
ah, the rent has to be paid somehow.

anyone with suggestions on quick and dirty ways to set up photos on the internet please let me know. all my attempts to post photos on here have failed. i have some art i wanna show you guys for some crit.

i've never been to the richard hugo house or even heard of it before this, though i have heard about their zine archive museum i could never find the source. i will check it out. thanks for bringing it to my attention.

this weekend was balls of fun. literally. friday night I went to the batting cages. it was for my friend paul's birthday. and that's where he wanted to go. I stuck to the slow softball pitch and didn't suck. the boys had a bit of testosterone thing going on over at the fast baseball cages. whatever. then inside to get totally trounced by ted at air hockey. mark my words, there will be a rematch. then playing ski-ball and giving all my tickets to paul so he could buy himself something nice, or at least something fun and plastic. but then the rain started. and turned into some tornado/hurricane/hail storm. trash cans were flying over the parking lot. trees were blown sideways. all video games were turned off (and ted had just gotten to the 22nd level of Galaga) while we were evacuated into the back room at Putt-Putt. No windows. Just 20 people waiting out the storm. Some employees, obviously bored, offered $5 to anyone who would eat the frog they found. Luckily the storm died down before they got any takers. the next day, my car looked like I'd taken it to the mud wash.
saturday was fun as well. got my haircut. well, that wasn't the fun part. saw Serendipity. not too bad. have any of you ever eaten at Serendipity in New York? I highly recommend their frozen hot chocolate. but I digress. then over to my friends mona and jessie's apartment to play Apples to Apples. Now I can't say enough fun things about this card game. Everyone had a good time. Even me though I was LOSING. Losing, people, and I was the one who had bought the game and coerced everyone into playing it and was LOSING. BADLY. (I didn't understand - I did so well when I'd played in Beeville with my friend Elena's family) In fact, when I finally scored one point, I got off the couch and ran a victory lap around the apartment. Jessie's friend Jill won (she had 16 points to my pitiful 5). After that Ted and I watched Kicking and Screaming. I so love that movie.
Sunday my friend Lorrie dragged me out of bed and we went to the gym. 1 1/2 hour workout. And I was already sore from the batting cages (don't laugh - slugging away at almost 50 pitches total can make a girl sore). Then I went to my friend kristen's bday BBQ. then out to dinner with some of Ted's friends and then over to the friends' house to watch space ghost coast to coast. all in all, a very full weekend.

i thought this article made some good observations about the burgeoning anti-war movement, although it still offered no solutions.

JT, as always, magnifique! i like the disco ball effect a lot.

i feel much better today than i have in quite a while. we had a resurgence of sunny fall weather. leaves changing color, the whole bit. i got a postcard from a friend in nyc. we've talked since last month but it was really good to get the collage from him, to know that he's alive and especially working. we're collaborating on a mail art project that i'll let ya'll know about as soon as i have the cash to set up the po box. i also worked for the first time in a long time. it was with a painter who i really enjoy. it got me kind of fired up again. i've been lifting weights a little bit recently, which makes me feel good. (i tell you more to make myself keep doing it than any other reason.) i think the more i HAVE to do, the more other things i get done. things always seem to come in cycles for me but i guess momentum really is true.
i feel very in tune with the season. things are changing. ideas are in a flurry. i must gather and store them quickly before they flutter past me to the ground in a whirl of anticipation or remorse. i need enough projects burning bright to warm me since i don't know how long this winter will last.

Last Thursday my friend Meg came into town to take care of some unfinished business from when she lived here. We spent the weekends running errands, sent off my passport application, bought a grommet tool from putting snaps and eyelettes in clothing, dyed my hair key lime pie green with little bits of purple that are quickly fading to blue. Saturday night saw Andy Warhol's Screen Test #2 and a film by Ron Rice called Chum Lum which Tony Conrad did the soundtrack for. Sunday Played guitar with Ghen, two guitars, two voices, I think something interesting might happen.

I'm not exactly sure how it happened but I'm playing trumpet in several ensembles now, the University Orchestra, the Contemporary Music Ensemble and the "Baird Wind Octet" (which only has 5 members, of which only 2 play wind instruments). So rehearsals galores for me, general busy-ness.

I made a new flash animation for my friend's birthday. If you've got some time on your hands and are completely bored you can check it out. It's got a lot of poor french in it but it also features part of a track from the latest Daft Punk album which is one of the few things that's put a smile on my face recently.

On the nickname issue: I found that most of the people I know who assign nicknames to crushes are females. I become more fascinated by the actual name of the person, I'm more likely to write the persons name a hundred times on a piece of paper while daydreaming than come up with a nickname. I think both are sort of insanely possesive acts and totally cute (if not necessary) at the same time.

Upma - I luv the rock-a-teens. That would be a fun show. And my vote goes to chisel goof. Mine all seem to be some variation on boy - sci-fi boy, apartment boy, the aforementioned waterloo boy, etc.

Angie - as Shelly could tell you, they all get nicknames, at least at the beginning. My favorite nicknames include mr. sugar packets, waterloo boy and "just friends."
I spent last night putting a second coat of paint on the bookcase by flashlight. I hope no moths got trapped under the "evening blue" paint. This week it just seems like there isn't enough time in the day. That and I've actually spent time watching paint dry.

bmpI've become Mr. Oddjobs. Today I worked for Record Exchange clearing out old racks and security cases. The work wasn't too bad. I'm going back on Friday.

Yesterday's band practice went pretty well. I think we're ready for our next show.

Here's the flyer I made. Thank god for the internet or I'd never find images like this one.

Angie - the shoes look like ballet slippers, but with no back, and red. The shows were 42nd Street (lots of oldtime broadway tunes and tap dancing), Proof (dark play about math starring Jennifer Jason Leigh), Kiss me, Kate (musical version of the Taming of the Shrew), and the Tale of the Allergist's Wife (funny Jewish humor, starring Valerie Harper).
Upma - the Frick Collection is around 70th and Park. It was one millionaire robber baron who spent a lot of his money buying early 19th century art. Very little modern. Lots of roccoco (that was 19th century, right? My art history is rusty), Rooms full of Fragonard, lots of society portraits. But all housed, in well, a house. A different art viewing experience.
It has been INSANE at work this week. I had photo shoots on Monday at 9, 10:30, 11, 1, 2, and 3 and two of those involved dogs (which was so much fun - I wished I worked at a place that allowed dogs) Then yesterday I was in a seven hour VV meeting. yes, seven. Then I went home and put the primer coat on ted's birthday present bookcase. Did laundry, went to the grocery store, cleaned my house with a swiffer (I love that product - have you ever tried it? fantastic). and went to bed sometime at midnight after being productive girl.
So I figured out what I want to be for halloween - An Ice Queen (shoutout to shelly - ooh, girl, you're so cold). I bought a blue silvery wig last night and want to drape plastic icicles all over my body. Can't wait!
Oh, so I have some biscuit drama.Did I ever tell you guys how he dated this girl michelle after me? but neither of them saw fit to tell me about it until a month or two after the fact. well, in new york, I'm talking with the biscuit and my friend ann about people moving to new york and boston, and I mention that michelle wants to move to boston all from when she hooked up with some married man there (real classy, yes). It turns out michelle did this hooking up when she was still dating the biscuit. oops! he called me last night to let me know that she knows that he knows and she knows he knows from me. great....drama. but whatever. Don't really care about those two.
Zach - please pass on congratulations again to your brother. That's really great.

i haven't written anything in a long time. i still don't have much to say. i was out of town for three weeks. it impacted me pretty badly financially. the rest of this year is going to be extrememly tight. i have to go back to new orleans at the beginning of november.
i'm finding making anything extremely difficult. i'm not sure what tone to take. writing is the same way. i wish i weren't so stumped. i've got lots of time since i've got no jobs. i had the flu which has wound down to an annoying persistent cough so my excuse for lounging in front of the news is gone. i feel very restless.
i went to vancouver recently. it really is a cool city. very beautiful. modern, urban, and clean with the most fabulous public parks i've ever seen. eating in nice restaurants at a very beneficial exchange rate is fun. crossing the border wasn't too bad.

Thad and Meredith married this morning. My parents got to be witnesses.

I managed to avoid matrimony yet another day. In fact, I managed to avoid the opposite sex altogether. The more things change...

I tried to write songs today. I have several batches of lyrics to write and I'm behind. Last week, I showed the band a song that just confounded the hell out of them. Tomorrow, we're going to work on it again and I hope that it starts happening. We scrapped all but two songs of our set and decided to write new ones for our Oct 25th show. So far so good. I wrote something today that I hope we'll have time to learn by then. I

If I didn't have this band I don't know what I'd do. I wouldn't have anything at all to think about.

Our dryer is broken.

I'm back from New York. What an amazing trip. Saw four plays in three days. Went wedding dress shopping with my friend Ann. Saw some photography exhibits, took lots of pictures, bought cute shoes, cried in front of a fire station covered in flowers, hung out with the biscuit, and went to the Frick.

I'm liking working for this catering company. I think I might stick around after the furniture market (which is what I was hired to work) if they want me. I had a really nice time today. The work is totally laidback. Plus, I got to hang out with Chrissy Walker pretty much all day. She's oldschool Greensboro, but I didn't really know her until recently. It's amazing how many people there are who I've seen around for like seven years and don't know anything about.

Greensboro's ArtHop was tonight. Not much happening this year. Usually downtown is full of people and the stores are full of artwork. This year is was basically just the Kress building that had anything. Yawn. John won honorable mention for some photography. Go John.

Go Slave, too. Today, Desert Moon upped their preorder to 800 copies. Wow. That means that more people know who we are than we expected. Issue #6 goes to the printer tomorrow. I'll make sure you all get one.

I had pretty good day, but I'm really bummed anyway. I worked today for a catering company. It was okay actually. The people were nice. The work was easy. I'm sunburned which is not so pleasant, but it was not a bad way to spend a day. Then I got home and, I don't know, I started to feel really down. I'm broke. Our hot water is off for another day or so. I got a brush-off from somebody that I was kinda hoping would want to talk to me. There have been too many "Evan/Dave was so wasted..." stories going around here. Sigh. My band got asked to do another show that got voted down 3 to 1. This time for our friend Rita. We should do it. I'm a little embarrassed that we aren't.

Things will look better tomorrow and all that.

I've been listening to the second, third and fourth Elton John records lately. I think they are making me discontent with my life. Or at least they are giving shape to it. I don't think Elton John albums (even the good ones) should have that effect on a person. Tumbleweed Connection has a really nice song, whose title, it must be admitted is better than the song. It's called, "Where to Now, St. Peter." With a title like that what music could possibly deliver? I've been playing "I Feel Like a Bullet in Gun of Robert Ford" and "Someone Saved My Life Tonight" a lot also. The lyrics are mostly nonsense but the melodies are so beautiful and sad. I wish that guy hadn't turned into such a hack. Its hard to remember how talented he is.

I'm off to New York tomorrow. Have a nice weekend everyone.

Angie - I'd love to meet up again when you're in town. And I've never been to the gospel brunch either. I'd be interested in that.
Whenever I go to Luby's, I get a plate of starch. Deeelicious.
Crazy schedule after work - go home, find package of new red shoes ordered in the mail (they're cherry red and clogs and most divine), start laundry, go on run, shower, finish laundry, meet up for season premiere of buffy (buffy lives!!!) at my friend kristen's house, watch 2 hour event, meet up with ted, go to bar downtown for friend's birthday (this will be the ninth october birthday for those keeping count), sleep.
Zach - please pass on my congrats to Thad as well.

I don't know if Thad is ever going to post to this group again, so I'll tell you. He and Meredith are getting married in two weeks. None of you are invited, but that's okay cause none of us are invited either. They're going to Savannah Georgia and getting hitched. I think everyone is totally excited for them. They rule.

Highlights of the weekend:
-eating bar fries and listening to my friends jessie and jill discourse on men and the universe
-petting goats and wrapping a bride-to-be in a toilet paper gown at an engagement party
-seeing Zoolander
-shopping for bookcase decorating supplies