I'm mourning the end of summer. Maybe it's because it's rained four days in a row. Maybe it's because it's dark and gray when I wake up, and dark and gray when I leave work these days. Maybe it's because when it's 8pm, it looks and feels like it's 11pm.
It doesn't really matter. What I'm trying to say is, I'm sad summer's over. This summer has one of the best summers I've ever had, and ... it's done. Sigh. In the next few weeks, I'll try to backfill entries so you know what I've been up to the past few months.
28 September 2008
26 September 2008
20 September 2008
Who knew an 80s cover band could be so fun?
I caught San Francisco based 80s cover band Tainted Love at BB King's last night.
They were great. They played classic 80s and early 90s hits.
As with all 80s bands, I felt free to make a fool of myself. I sang along to the songs I knew, loudly and out of tune. I danced along badly, like a white guy. And, when I got too tired to dance, I compensated by pumping my fist in the air, like a white guy who can't dance, not even badly.
It was a band and a night that T would have loved.
They were great. They played classic 80s and early 90s hits.
As with all 80s bands, I felt free to make a fool of myself. I sang along to the songs I knew, loudly and out of tune. I danced along badly, like a white guy. And, when I got too tired to dance, I compensated by pumping my fist in the air, like a white guy who can't dance, not even badly.
It was a band and a night that T would have loved.
09 September 2008
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