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Wednesday, June 26, 2002
We got Bonnaroo'd!
We had an amazing time. We left Wednesday night, drove until we hit Maryland, got up early Thursday and met up with our caravan (Jen, Anthony, Fiona, Brain, and Doc and Libby) in Virginia. Pushed on til Knoxville, TN and picked up Bill at the airport later that night. We took a secret country road route to Manchester, and got into the venue in less than 2 hours, while we heard nightmares of 13 hours of traffic for many folks. We somehow managed to get assigned to an ideal campsite, and we arranged our cars and tents and the pop-up to create our own little party space. At around 4 or 5 in the morning on Friday, we finally went to sleep.
Woke up to a HOT day later Friday, and walked over to see some music: the tail end of the Dirty Dozen Brass Band, DJ Logic, Les Claypool's Flying Frog Brigade (yo yo yo yo ho, yo yo ho hey hey hey hey) and a little bit of Widespread Panic. Some of us saw more than that, but I didn't really move from the spot we picked at the main stage.
Saturday was hot but not as humid, and quite nice for some music! We walked over to see the Robert Randolph work the crowd and get them moving. Del McCoury joined him onstage. We slowly made our way over to the main stage, and saw String Cheese, who were the breakthrough band for me, since I know so little about them. Steve Winwood got up with them and did some Traffic songs. Again, a little Widespread Panic, and then back to our camp with its smiley face balloon, thank goodness.
Sunday we just stayed at the main stage all day. Galactic commanded us to funk, and Ween made us all so happy. Phil and Friends sang to us about Tennessee, and then of course Trey got up and forced us to boogie down for 2 sets. What a day, what a weekend!
Fiona (9 months old) was a dream, having a good time and dancing on her mom's lap. I can only hope that the little one in mah big belly is as good and sweet as she is. Mah big belly was hanging out for most of the weekend, and I was very popular. However, my feet have turned into small loaves of bread. It was worth it. Monday morning we woke to a note from Doc and Libby wishing us nice goodbyes, since they left at 6am. We moved slowly in the heat, watching others break down camp. Doc and Libby called us at noon, and they still were nowhere near the exits, so we paid the neighboring farm $10 per car to drive through their fields to the roads, and we were out in 10 minutes. We learned later that Doc and Libby turned around at 3:30 and did the same, poor people without air conditioning - we felt so bad for them. I really think that the spirits of the deceased Ramones and Jerry Garcia were looking out for the pregnant woman, escorting us into and out of the festival without any traffic at all. We hung out in Knoxville with Bill, well, it was really Alcoa, TN, eating BBQ and laughing lots. Yesterday we drove 16 hours to get back to MA.
So what did we learn? To bring a gallon of water per person per day. That Tennessee water is stink-ass. Going without underwear is often the right decision. Being nice to the people running the show will pay off. We don't see the Tollners often enough. Umbrellas are necessary equipment in the strong sun. Next year Nuno and Rey and Josh and Liza must also attend. Eucalyptus drops can make a huge difference. 3 days is not enough with 4 stages. The jamband scene is full of nice people. Every person who commented on my belly thinks I'm having a boy. Selling packs of cigarettes can make you very popular. Sandals that look alike can be easily switched. Earplugs really work for sleeping among thousands of other people.
They're putting up pictures, and we made USA Today.
We had a great time. Next year will be even better, if that's possible. Bonnaroo! Woo hoo!
Wednesday, June 19, 2002
We are off to Bonnaroo! The car is packed, the cooler is stocked (with yogurt and fruit, for now), and we are ready to roll into the Tennessee heat. I'll give a full report when we return.
This was on the Cruel Site, but it's so good, I had to post it here, too: Britney Underground, a collection of the graffiti inflicted on those ridiculous posters in the NYC subway right after September 11th.
Free porn!
A collection of all the ads that appeared at the back of your comic books is a pretty good idea. Especially when the Sea Monkeys ad is the first one you see.
I never posted the details of our trip to Las Vegas, and I apologize. Here's a thumbnail of what happened:
We stayed at the Hard Rock Hotel, which seemed like one big frat party from the scene there, but all the waitresses with their fake hair and fake tans and fake boobs loved me and my big belly, which was pretty funny. The Trey shows were great: 1st night - Spearhead was so good. We talked to Michael Frante between sets and told him how good he was. Los Lobos were cool too. Trey came out for a song with both bands. During Trey's 1st set, he brought out Frante and Los Lobos and they did "Small Axe" and "I Wanna Take You Higher." We saw Stewart Copeland and Les Claypool offstage but neither went onstage. We shouted and waved to Stewart, who gave us a thumbs-up. Page came out for a few songs at the end of the 2nd Trey set. Dang. Trey told us to play 17. Encore was "Sultans of Swing" in which the horn section did the guitar parts. I need to get the mp3s of this because I got too excited to really listen. 2nd night - Antibalas! 13 guys up there, they were great. The Roots got the crowd crazy. Trey's sets were so good, he's more like a bandleader than a guitarist. At one point he took off his guitar just so he could dance around with this shit-eating grin on his face. I think he's in love with Jennifer Hartswick. I think I am too. Cyro is a madman. We met a lot of phreaks who'll be at Bonnaroo. I met a lot of mamas who rubbed my belly. The baby was kicking in between sets, as if to say, where'd the music go? It was great.
By the way, the pictures on the right are completely obsolete now. My belly is HUGE. Basketball sized. I'll try to update those soon, before this new person arrives.
Monday, May 20, 2002
More random fun stuff for you, my dears:
Communist Chinese propaganda posters, rich colors and very freaky.
Christians for Cannabis.
Make yourself into a Lego.
I've featured these before, but here's a big list of Search Voyeurs. It's really addictive to watch how people search.
People Cards. Trade em, collect em! (Thanks Deb!)
I was in a New Age bookstore last week (I think there's one on every corner in this town), and I saw a coloring book of mandalas. It's a cool idea, but why buy anything when there are sites like this German one where you can print them out for free?
Wednesday, May 8, 2002
Last night I dreamed that I gave birth to a tiny baby boy who weighed only two pounds. He was healthy and very cute, and started nursing right away.
Tuesday, May 7, 2002
Here's a cool site called Vintage Views of New York. The neatest part is the Camping section, with views of Lake Norton and Duane, NY. (Thanks APE!)
I might have featured this page before, but it's worth checking out again: in Arcata, CA, the police log is written by a funny and smart cop, and there will be a book coming out later this year.
You can make it if you try.
Forget the shows on television, we all know that we only watch for the commercials.
I am the best at making smoothies! My weapon of choice is a hand blender! Here's my best recipe so far:
1 banana, a handful of frozen blueberries, orange juice and soy milk to cover, and a bloop of flax oil. Blend, and drink. Yummy!
Friday, May 3, 2002
During my pregnancy, my taste for seafood has dwindled down to almost nothing. However, I found this site yesterday called For My World that features a Seafood Selector to help people make more informed choices about ordering and buying the stuff. Chilean Sea Bass is all the rage, and has been for a few years, but it's a poor choice to make, since most of what you see on menus and in the freezer case has been harvested illegally. Interesting site for conservation-minded people.
More clown porn, but now it's performed by the police!
Another article on how Japanese culture is taking over the world.
Pretty pictures from space.
Thursday, May 2, 2002
My belly is huge. The baby is always moving in there, seems like he or she is dancing! This morning I had both the right and left sides moving; baby must have been doing aerobics in there. It's so cool.
From Everyday Tao by Deng Ming-Dao:
How many people think of their bellies? How many people are aware of what goes on there?
Why think that spirituality is a matter of the head? Why think that abstract and academic speculations of philosophers will give you answers?
Our bellies are where we were connected to our mothers.
The bellies of women can give life.
Without the belly, you could not digest food - you'd be capable of precious little philosophy on an empty stomach.
Without the belly, you could not sit up straight.
Without the belly, you could neither twist nor turn.
Why do we ignore the belly? When we are under stress or disappointed, it is often in our bellies that we feel pain. When we are consumed with laughter, we laugh until our bellies hurt. When we are threatened, we instinctively protect our bellies.
Just as the [Chinese] word du combines the body and the earth, so too is the belly the true foundation of our efforts.
Wednesday, May 1, 2002
The first of May! The first of May! Outdoor fucking starts today! (Thanks Mimi, Duane's grandma)
Go Maple Leafs!
I miss drinking good wine sometimes. Pregnant women in France drink throughout their pregnancies, you know, but then they also produce people like Le Pen.
Here's an innovative way to get what you want, if you're female, that is.
Wednesday, April 17, 2002
Dang, I hope my labor and delivery is like this.
I got a 12 out of 16. (Thanks Lumpy)
Check out SearchBiblio for new and used books. It's a great resource - I was thinking back to my childhood, and this great book I used to have, that was full of folklore and supersitions. I could only remember that it had the word "Almanac" in the title. I put it in, chose Hardcover Only, and there it was: The Almost Anything You Might Ask Almanac. Amazing!
Tuesday, April 16, 2002
This weather is incredible. Suddenly, it's summertime, and once again I'm hearing Beck and old Money Mark coming from passing cars. There are some bands and songs that just BELONG to summer. Like these guys.
On the other hand, maybe the planet is getting cooler....
Here's what Lynda Barry looks like in real life, my hero.
Christians Discover That Knowledge Causes Pregnancy and Most Diseases! You'll just fall out laughing at this one.
This Binghamton landlord is having trouble evicting his drug-dealer tenant, so he's advertising instead.
We went for a second ultrasound, just to make sure everything is okay, and La Bebe looks good. Here are a few more pictures -
Little skeleton baby face:
A small foot:
and another profile shot:
Thursday, April 4, 2002
BONNAROO! We are going! You should too! Take a look at that lineup. While we're on the topic, also check out WeenRadio.(Thanks to Nuno for the reminder)
These folks must be so relieved today.
Have you heard of Thomas Kinkade? He's a guy who has created commerce from cheese. And now, he's written a book.
Anyone want to get my baby an offensive t-shirt? They're pretty funny.
Monday, April 1, 2002
Dihydrogen monoxide is a killer, and you've probably never heard of it. Check this out, it's really frightening.
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