I am not a sports fan. I don't typically enjoy watching sporting events and I don't understand fanatical attachments to one team. But I'll tell ya what, I'm sitting here flipping between What Not To Wear and the Super Bowl and... it's strange. I'm watching the Bears lose and I'm feeling this bizarre sensation of anger coming over me. When the Colts intercepted the ball and ran it in for a touchdown I had to stop myself from yelling "TACKLE HIM!" at my tv. What is wrong with me? I'm going to be very upset if (when) the Bears lose, and the fact that I have any feelings at all, let alone strong feelings, proves that I am my father's daughter.
I care about the outcome of a sporting event. I feel dirty.
"I love how it makes me feel! It's like my heart is trying to hug my brain!" - Kenneth the Page describing why coffee is awesome.
Sunday, February 04, 2007
Bottle of Justus
Saturday night the ladies of Apartment 9 saw Bottle of Justus play at Daddio's. Now, we've seen BoJ play no less than a bajillion times so really the fact that we went to the show really isn't that big of a deal. But Christine and Erica took a bunch of good pictures, so I'm here to share some of them. I don't know where my camera is or I'd have taken some myself. (For the first four pictures you can click on them for a larger, better quality pic)

Here we are hanging out with Chris (the lead singer) before the show. It's a great picture of the four of us, but I also think it's amusing that on the far left it looks like the mural is kicking that woman in the face.
Me and Chris: Take One

He wasn't ready. I'm always ready for a good photo op. I'm practically a celebrity.
And: Take Two

Is it weird that I kind of like the first one better? I'm not sure why.
Me and Christine!

Every time I tried to take a picture of Christine and Erica, Christine blinked. We found a way to remedy this problem.

On to the show!

Brotherly Love

In case you don't know, Chris's twin brother Joe is also in the band. A lovely family.
Time for a little stand-up?

He's actually singing, but I can't help but imagine him telling bad stand-up jokes in that picture.
Joey!

Ok, time for a bit of an awkwardness. We were all the way up against the stage, and I was directly in front of Joey's microphone. This, of course, puts me literally at eye-level with Joey's Junk. Adding to the awkwardness was the fact that I was so close that, if the event arose (heh), I could have provided Joey with an HJ without either of us having to move.
Other events of the night included dinner/breakfast at Denny's, E's cousin being called "fucking old" by some guys that may or may not have been the inspiration for American Pie, and me being chatted up by a guy named Tuesday who had completely forgotten that, in fact, we've already met. It was a good night.

Here we are hanging out with Chris (the lead singer) before the show. It's a great picture of the four of us, but I also think it's amusing that on the far left it looks like the mural is kicking that woman in the face.
Me and Chris: Take One

He wasn't ready. I'm always ready for a good photo op. I'm practically a celebrity.
And: Take Two

Is it weird that I kind of like the first one better? I'm not sure why.
Me and Christine!

Every time I tried to take a picture of Christine and Erica, Christine blinked. We found a way to remedy this problem.

On to the show!

Brotherly Love

In case you don't know, Chris's twin brother Joe is also in the band. A lovely family.
Time for a little stand-up?

He's actually singing, but I can't help but imagine him telling bad stand-up jokes in that picture.
Joey!

Ok, time for a bit of an awkwardness. We were all the way up against the stage, and I was directly in front of Joey's microphone. This, of course, puts me literally at eye-level with Joey's Junk. Adding to the awkwardness was the fact that I was so close that, if the event arose (heh), I could have provided Joey with an HJ without either of us having to move.
Other events of the night included dinner/breakfast at Denny's, E's cousin being called "fucking old" by some guys that may or may not have been the inspiration for American Pie, and me being chatted up by a guy named Tuesday who had completely forgotten that, in fact, we've already met. It was a good night.
Saturday, February 03, 2007
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