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Tuesday, August 25, 2009

2 funnies

I went to an Avett Brothers concert with Cari, Jon, Julie, and Scott a few weekends ago. Since I've never heard the brothers, I got onto Pandora.com and listened to some of their stuff before going. Guitar, violin, drums, folksy rock, yelling, got it...not my favorite, but I could definitely appreciate them live.

The concert was supposed to start at 7pm. We all got lost in the rain, waited in line for tickets, and ate pizza for a while before going in to the venue at 8.30. The band went on and everyone cheered. Hippies started dancing and singing the indecipherable words to the songs. The 6 guys on stage all looked alike...they probably were brothers. They were playing guitars, violins, violas, drums...they even had one of their guys play two saxophones at the same time! I loved it.

About three songs into their set, I leaned over and told Jonathan: "This is so much better than their stuff I listened to online!" He looked over and laughed and informed me that we weren't watching the Avett Brothers...the guys onstage were the opening act.

--slap forehead now--

But, hey: check out Railroad Earth.


Today, I trecked across campus under the hot August sun with $212.46 worth of new heavy textbooks and landed at the Roasterie with Blakely. After heaving my load onto the table, I dramatically planted my head on my notebook for a second to cool off. When I sat up, my damp face had made a perfect forehead and nose-print on my notebook. I looked down at it for a second, then looked across the table at Blakely, who kindly responded: "If it's any consolation, it doesn't look that bad from here."

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

escape

Kim, Amy, Rachel, and I packed overnight bags and ran to the hills for some rest and quiet at Conception Abbey. We found Tom when we got there and decided he was allowed on our women’s retreat too.
It was so good.
We wore our play-clothes to climb trees and practice cartwheels, roll down hills and play with bugs, dance in the street and lay on the ground…and we broke some rules too. We laughed ourselves to the floor of our sparse but comfy rooms and talked about how quickly life was changing. We caught up on our reading and listened to good music. We watched a darn good sunset and we prayed.
It was so good.