yellow couch music.
in Performance, there are pictures here
as chicken, chicken fingers, couch, djembe, food, former, good time, half, latter, little bit, Mindy, panties in a wad, Shane, show, stage, story, tater tots, time, tiny bit, Voice
The Paper Janes played a show tonight.
I am one half of the Paper Janes.
Well, since we brought a couch on stage with us tonight, perhaps I am more like one third of the Paper Janes.
Anyway.
We had a really good time; I really love that yellow couch of Shane’s.
It looks like it belongs in a very good story.
Probably because it does belong in a very good story; Shane’s story is very good and so is the paper janes’ story and now that couch is part of both (more the former than the latter, really).
And we brought a drum tonight, too.
I was supposed to play it.
I played it a tiny, tiny bit–and not too well, at that.
I got nervous and it was awkwardly to my far right and when I try to sing and play a djembe simultaneously it feels like my brain is fighting itself and doesn’t understand how to function anymore.
But other than my less than parr occasional hits on a drum, the show was really fun.
The couch, especially, was a hit.
Plus, we got a little bit of money and a lot of tater tots and chicken fingers, too. We shared those with friends. Food usually tastes better when shared, I think. Unless you’re, like, really hungry and all you have is one tiny sandwich. That probably tastes better not shared, I’d imagine.
In conclusion: I need to get better at playing the djembe. And food that is both free and shared is delicious. And the yellow couch was a major hit. And my voice sounded a little crackly twice tonight, but I decided not to get my panties in a wad over it. That expression is for my friend Mindy, who says it often and cracks me up every time. Plus, wadded up panties sounds terribly uncomfortable and would only make a situation in which your voice is already crackly even worse, I think.
good one.
in Funny Stuff, Loved Ones, Thoughts and Feelings
as AMOUNT, braces, corn, corn dog, corn dogs, food, inconsequential, Jase, kind, life, Line, lyric, Ollie, pick up line, plastic, reason, rubber bands, s market, smiles, while
Today we went to the farmer’s market.
Well, that’s what it’s called, but I didn’t see one farmer.
And we happened to go when we were hungry, so we all combed the place for lunch.
And see, I’ve only ever had two corn dogs in my life before. Three, if you count today. Cause I found one at the farmer’s market, at it was just the right price. Food can be a little pricey out here.
Anyway, I ordered my corn dog and waited for it. And while doing so, the guy who waited on me was very nice. A little too nice, maybe. He kept telling me how special my particular order number was, since it had a huge amount of 2′s in it, and, not one to argue with those kinds of inconsequential beliefs, I was just like, alright. I don’t mind a bunch of 2′s and if they make you happy, sure.
But then he handed me my corn dog and I thanked him and smiled. So far, so good. And then he handed me something else too. A pick-up line. And the reason I know this, is because he told me, and I quote:
“I don’t normally say this kind of stuff, but you have one of the most beautiful smiles I’ve ever seen.”
And I was thinking, really? You like plastic, then? Oh, and don’t forget the rubber bands–those are quite stunning, really.
I told Jase and Ollie and Lyric and we all laughed a while over that one. I mean, it was nice, but come on: braces.
And then Ollie was rather transfixed by the rubber bands and kept asking me how long they could stretch and could they stretch the whole length of the table or perhaps from here to that booth over there? And I was like, nope. And nope. And then I showed him how wide I could open my jaw and said that was about how far they could stretch, but seeing that he was still not quite satisfied with the answer, I took one out of my mouth and gave it to him.
He happily started to grab it and then paused for a second, mid-reach, while asking me quite seriously:
“Can I break it?”
I told him that he sure could and man, I love that boy.
nice. mostly.
in Funny Stuff, photography, Thoughts and Feelings
as Adam Sandler, business, food, Ian, julia gulia, Julia Julia Gulia, many different things, money, Thai, thai food, theater/tour, thoughts/life, tonight, vancouver, walking home, whole meals
It’s amazing how you feel when you come down from the mountains. That sentence could mean so many different things, I realize, but what I am referring to is the wonderful fact that we are no longer singing and dancing in dry air and high altitudes. Really, it actually makes a difference. I wasn’t struggling [...]
why this sunday was pretty good
in Performance, photography, Thoughts and Feelings
as afternoon performance, brother jason, day, Florida, food, Jason, manatees, Maryland, memphis, migraine, migraines, orpheum theater, pretty good day, Rebekah, seeing spots, show, something, theater, theater/tour, thoughts/life
Today was a pretty good day. I woke up kind of late. Something to do with late conversations about cereal, I am sure. But then I got myself to the theater. I had planned on taking the warm-up class that our veneered choreographer gives when she is in town, but I didn’t quite leave my [...]
black and white and food downstairs
in Loved Ones, photography, Thoughts and Feelings
as american food, brother, design, drew, food, fourteen hours, friend, green, home, hornbuckle, Japan, kitchen, old joke, thoughts/life, time cause
Yep, that’s right, a new bloggety design. It was past time cause that green was even beginning to annoy me. And I happen to be a big fan of green. In the Great Change of ’09 I lost a few widgets and gadgets that I am currently trying to track down and get back, but [...]
I don’t think we’re in Kansas anymore.
in Funny Stuff, Performance, Thoughts and Feelings
as dallas cowboys, delias, eagles, eagles fan, food, harajuku, Japan, lost in translation, rompers, theater/tour, tokyo, use of colons
So some of the things that are lost in translation over here I just find hilarious. Like tonight while a friend and I were looking through a rack of rompers I saw that the tag of a certain grey romper read: gley. Ha. I smiled and moved on. But then I saw something that was [...]
computers and kill bill cuisine
in Funny Stuff, Performance, photography, Thoughts and Feelings
as bath, Bill, chorus line, computer, drew, everything, first mistake, food, God, Japan, kill bill, Mac, mac book, mistake, night, preca, President W, smooth operator, t drain, theater/tour
Drew and I have a new rule that involves computers and bathing. You see, the other day I made a few mistakes. Okay, well I probably make a few mistakes everyday but this one involved my beloved Mac. I wanted to take a bath because I do this thing called A Chorus Line eight times [...]
another post about food and I don’t even cook.
in I Lift My Eyes Up, Thoughts and Feelings
as Africa, bible colleges, bread, compassion international, course, dirt roads, first few days, food, friends, God, Hannibal Lector, Indian food, meal, nothing, old jalopy, poverty, sentimental/inspiration
Once I went to Africa. I had thought that the wildness of the land, the lack of paved roads and street signs, the potential for lions to be licking their large chops around any corner would be exciting. But once I got there, it was really just scary. At least for the first few days. [...]
oh the food
in Funny Stuff, Thoughts and Feelings
as box, bread, chicken sandwich, dead fish, delicious bread, food, Japan, lunch, mayonnaise, moment of weakness, P.O, Pacific Ocean, publicity event, squid ink, sushi, theater/tour, today
While doing a publicity event today, I was fed a boxed lunch. Japanese-style. As in, a whole bunch of sushi that came in a very big box. Once again, I tried valiantly to like it, and although this time it wasn’t slathered in mayonnaise or secretly hiding a horrible surprise tucked deep inside known as [...]
thick as thieves
in Loved Ones, photography, Thoughts and Feelings
as beauty, best of friends, Christine, digestive problem, erin, food, friends, large intestine, numero dos, thick as thieves, thoughts/life, time, toilet, way
Friends. And it’s been that way for a long time now. Erin, the beauty in the middle, I met in a rather unconventional way, I’d say. See, I was on the toilet. Yep, On. The. Toilet. But back up a bit, cause there’s more to this story. I was maybe five years old and had [...]
