If anyone out there really wants to have my babies, now is the time to speak up. In a week that option will no longer be available.
It's hard to believe I haven't been to a show in months, I used to go so often. Last night I went to see Arrington de Dionyso at a South Jefferson club called The Warehouse that just opened about 6 months ago.
Arrington is the singer for Old Time Relijun, a fantastic crazy weird band that I've been into since college. Recently he started a solo project that sounds a bit like Old Time Relijun, but with lyrics in Indonesian. Last night he performed his solo work, singing and playing the guitar, bass clarinet, and mouth harp, backed up by a bassist and a drummer. He uses a lot of throat singing, and can also sing more than one note at the same time. For the finale it sounded like he had three notes going at the same time using the mouth harp and his voice. Here's an example of what the experience of an Arrington de Dionyso show is like:
Yes, there were angels floating through the room last night.
When Arrington first got out the bass clarinet, he placed the microphone he'd been singing with onto the stand and adjusted the stand's height for the clarinet. The mike dropped onto the floor. He immediately grabbed the mike and shoved it into the bell of the clarinet and started playing. I wish I could have seen the sound guy's face at that moment.
Local bands The Union Electric and The Volcanoes opened. The Union Electric was very good. Everything Tim Rakel touches seems to turn to musical gold.
Today I refueled my car for the first time this year. I don't care much if the price of oil is rising, it's just such an insignificant part of my budget when compared to things like groceries. One important reason is because I am lucky enough to live within walking distance of work, but even when I drove to work my fill ups were about once every three weeks. This is through the magic of diesel technology.
I drive a 2002 VW Golf TDI, which I bought new. For the life of the vehicle it has averaged 44.2 miles per gallon. When I first bought the car, my work commute was almost all highway mies so I got a consistent 50 MPG. After I moved and got a new job, my commute was almost entirely city driving and I got about 43 MPG except for long road trips. At some point my mileage dropped to 40 MPG for no apparent reason, probably coinciding with the check engine light going on. My mileage got worse and stayed at around 37 MPG for two years except for long road trips. Then I had a temperature sensor replaced, which made the check engine light turn off. Mileage went back to about 43 MPG average. I still get about 50 MPG on the highway.
How did I pass state inspection with a check engine light on? The check engine light didn't go on all the time, it would just turn on sometimes. I took the car to the shop, had them clear the codes, then drove it for the required time and hoped that the light didn't turn on during before I took took it back to the shop for an inspection. I got lucky.
I had a dream last night that President Obama was running for re-election and I went to a political rally where the President was going to make a big announcement. There was some kind of raffle among the audience members and the winner got to go on stage to stand with the President for the announcement.
A tallish middle aged woman won the raffle. She went up to the stage, and President Obama told her that the US Government was going to send a check for four million dollars to her — and every other US citizen as well. She looked sad and started crying. The President looked uncomfortable. I think he was considering whether giving her a hug would be considered inappropriate touching that might hurt his chances for re-election. After a few uncomfortable seconds he asked her what was wrong. She said, "I wanted nine million." The President beamed and said, "you'll get your nine million." Then the President's handlers escorted her quickly off the stage. President Obama mumbled something about everyone else getting only four million.
The audience's reaction was mixed. Some people expressed concern that printing enough money to send every US citizen a check for four million dollars might lower the value of the dollar. The party faithful dismissed the idea, stating that the US dollar would always be seen as strong by the rest of the world.
tl;dr: My subconscious apparently thinks President Obama is an irresponsible choad.
Possibly true personal factoid #1:
When eating from a bowl of nuts, I eat all the Brazil nuts first, then the almonds, then I pick at the rest. I avoid cashews.