Okay, so birds didn't sing this weekend, but I did get the chance to see an awful lot of great music in a very compressed time period ( Read more... )

That's a line from Martha Berner's Down and Out in San Francisco, a song I've been listening to almost non-stop since the lovely secrethappiness shared it a while back. I'm not actually down and out, right now, but so many people I know and care about are having such a hard time lately, I wish there was something I could do to make it better ( Read more... )

John Hodgman was the featured speaker at the White House Radio and Television Correspondents' Dinner last night, and he pretty much brought the house down in style while explaining that President Obama, prosthetic-ear enthusiast, is the first nerd president. It's pretty awesome:

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In other news, I'm enlightening y'all with my answer to "Fever Dream ( Read more... )

My cousin's son and his class are doing the Flat Stanley project, and so Flat Stanley has been visiting me in the Bay Area for the past few weeks.

He's on his way home now, but I thought you all would like to see what exciting adventures he had while he was here.

( The Adventures of Flat Stanley )

Tonight emilytheodd and I had the amazing chance to see The Mountain Goats -- or rather, in this instance, John Darinelle on his own.

It was one of the most amazing experiences of my life. Seriously, when I say that it was transcendent, almost a religious experience, I don't think I'm really doing it justice. I walked out of the Swedish-American Music Hall ( Read more... )

miss_begonia was very brave today, and got her tattoo! While emilytheodd held her hand, I spent the afternoon wandering the streets of the Mission (I am not a bad friend. I hope. I have tattoo issues, and the collective decision was that watching me wince every time a needle got near her skin for hours at a time was not helping the positive vibes of the experience ( Read more... )

We went to see Milk tonight at the Castro Theater. It was the commercial premiere of the movie, in the heart of the Castro where it all began. What an amazing experience.

( The Life and Times of Harvey Milk )

Three days later and I am still ecstatic, nervous and cautiously optimistic. Much like ethrosdemon pointed out in her LJ, I am watching the cabinet speculation the way that some people follow fantasy football trades -- with an interest bordering on obsession.

I am, however, still suffering from what miss_begonia is fondly calling "The Gabe Saporta Memorial Death Flu," ( Read more... )

. . . I don't even know where to start ( Read more... )

I have loads of bandom nonsense to spam you with later, as there has been an explosion of YouTube hilarity in the last few days, and I've got flailing about the Phillies to do as well (my brother has tickets to tomorrow's game, the rat bastard), but I wanted to make sure and post this separately ( Read more... )