Mildly Dull Grumbles and the Eyes Have It
I warned you, now didn't I? I'm wishing it would rain. All week it seemed they forecast rain on the weekend and I'm in the perfect mood for it, yet what do I have? Blue sky with puffy white clouds. I'm difficult to please, aren't I? THIS is what I'm wanting:
Well, the big news is that the Peter Case/Kevn Kinney show has been cancelled. Kevn is allergic to cats. So are numerous other people that have played here but I guess his must be worse as it's no-go for him. I'm sorry we didn't know before we announced it and I got obsessed with figuring out what to cook and just got SO damn excited. There are silver linings though. It'll be a lot cheaper for us to just go see Bobby Bare Jr. at Loose Cobra AND I won't have to worry about looking at Kevn Kinney directly in the eyes. His rider clearly stated that we were not to do so. I gotta admit that weirded me out a bit and made me wonder if he's really a house concert kind of guy. House concerts are a different animal and I can see why some artists wouldn't be crazy about doing them, but when they're great, there's nothing better. Ah anyway.... Peter Case's new album comes out this fall and his booking guy said he'd try to get him here at some point after that. As long as I can get my beloved Peter Case back I'll be o.k. but I must admit I was stupidly sad yesterday. Stupidly sad.
I've been kind of halfway down with stomach upset for the past few days...even had to stay home one day. I'm better but just feel kind of lousy. I twist myself up trying to figure out what in my diet could do this as I seem to get this about once a month or so...my diet at those times doesn't seem different from the rest of the month though so I can never put my finger on it. I gave up dairy for awhile, didn't make any difference. I don't know.
It's Saturday and I slept late so it's already 11:32 and I'm moderately grumpy. I want to turn the air off as it's so cool outside but it's supposed to get hot again and it takes so long for our upstairs to cool down that it doesn't make any sense to turn it off. Lord I'm grumpy today.
In other, really uninteresting but mildly irritating news, UPS seems to have stopped understanding where we live. A few weeks ago they mis-delivered something but the neighbor kindly brought it over. Monday, in theory, they dropped two packages on our porch. The only problem is that they are nowhere to be found. They have been reported and we wait. Owen recently suffered a devastating hit when one of his Daft Punk action figures broke.
Oh....the humanity.... Because we couldn't seem to fix him, and because I am weak and understood how heartbroken Owen was, I ordered him another. Now poor Guy-Manuel de Homem-Christo is lost in the ozone looking for his new home, as well as a package I was waiting for. We grumble and we wait.
Mostly though I am trying to figure out how to become Bob. I know Rascal attacks him a lot but I still think he's got a pretty good thing going....
After talking about looking people in the eye, this Adverts song has gotten stuck in my head...