Nov 22, 2004 13:07
It's finally getting cold here, as evidenced by the layer of ice that somehow accrues on my windshield overnight. Juli has me well supplied with blankets, and the heater in our apartment performs with zeal, but sometimes I like standing on the porch in a t-shirt, breath ghosting, clutching a mug of tea. I'm a sucker for the hot/cold combo. I recently bought enough tea to last me a good month or so, grean tea's of all sorts, and some fine chai. There was a time, in high school, when nearly every night, from 11pm until 2am, was spent in bed with a book, a bowl of popcorn, and a cup of Earl Grey. But I've been really slacking on my reading lately. It seems I only crack a book when I'm waiting for something. I've been too busy watching movies. However, I did find a copy of Dancing at Lughnasa, which is a Brian Friel play I did in highschool. I'm amazed at how many lines, even monologues, I still remember.
The band is slowly getting on its collective feet. We have a show Dec. 3rd at the "Kirkland Teen Center." We dropped by to scope the place out and there was a thick chump with a backwards cap strumming acoustic jingles to a crowd of baggy-panted kids. I have a feeling we'll want to import as many of our own crowd as possible. We're trying to get the five song demo done by then, to pawn and fund the rest of the recording.
I finally caved and signed up for NetFlix. Hopefully this will curb my dvd-buying habit and deliver some instant, movie gratification. Their selection, I've found, is surprisingly decent.
I need to get out more.
This weekend, Juli and I went to a church in seattle with an 8 piece orchastra. I was impressed; at times they sounded a wee-bit like belle and sebastian with a measure of godspeed thrown in.