summer morning, summer night
Jul. 27th, 2014 01:00 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
yamamanamait's late. So late, in fact, that I realized there's no fucking way I'd be able to actually update on Saturday night instead of the wee hours of Sunday. At least I was merely horribly unlucky when it came to my trip into Boston (shuttle bus hit horrendous traffic, first train to arrive at JFK wasn't taking passengers) and got home at a reasonable time. If I think of something else, I'll edit it in.
I had to go to the Wildlife Center for a class. I ended up volunteering (despite there being lots of people, I still think I prefer Monday and Friday), and learned that we have a rather battered kestrel, that gulls are actually larger as babies because their bones calcify, and Falco stole glasses. Christina (different Christina) thought that the dead mouse looked like it was doing yoga.
And Gallop got kinda entangled in his leash.
Lindsey has a dolphin tattoo.
Kristian has a temporary airbrushed bird in flight and sparkles or stars or something.
Someone else in my class has a tattoo of a black cat - white cat yin-yang.
A woman who had a gecko and a Kenyan something boa something had a haunted house tattoo.
Some guy said he saw a Predator at JFK/UMass. Predator only hunts in tropical jungles, I assume. And desperately hope.
"He's invisbible."
"Not totally, he has a tell-tale shimmer."
I thought there was a quote about Predator being nocturnal. Maybe it's in El Contador. If it wasn't 1 AM, I'd find out. Whatever it is, it's a lot easier than finding that quote about the 20th century.
Emperor Norton's Stationary Marching Band got the main stage they deserved, played the Mos Eisley cantina music and Jaan Pechahan Ho (which translates to something like "May there be familiarity", unfortunately without the Hindi vocals. I know it from Ghost World. People into Bollywood would know it from Gumnaam. They all wore awesome outfits. One guy had a drum, clear, filled with paper cranes.
I talked with some band members about the reason we'll never see a proper studio version of Mos Eisley or Jaan Pechahan Ho. Maybe if they give them away for free. There's an exception for live performances or something.
I later told a guy from San Francisco who said Emperor Norton was quite the character that going back home doesn't count as time traveling.
Shun Ng made the acoustic guitar sound heavy. He was on for too short a time but he played a song about change and how the only things that don't change are hummingbirds flying, the sun burning away the rain, and change. Or something. Nevermind, and you nevermind and also shut up. And he played a medley of Come Together and Billie Jean and something else.
The Step Crew and Jesse Cook seem to have a particularly Canadian form of humor. StepCrew did Irish dancing, tap dancing, and Ottawa Valley something something dancing. That included a Fiddle Feud, featuring a hanger and hockey stick.
The woman in oversized sunglasses and a purple dress (I thought the lace on back was a tattoo of some sort) thought my pug and the wildlife center's patients were adorable.
Bariş (Jenisa wanted him to tell Turkish fairytales), Jenisa (I don't think she's Croatian, has a necklace of orange eyeballs and an origami something pinned to her shirt), Tomo (he has spiky hair), and Hannah (she has a fish necklace and origami pinned to her top) all got sketches. Then we danced to Nuevo Flamenco and legendary Arab songs from legendary Hispano-Arabic musicians. The song was called Baghdad and was written before Baghdad was a punchline in places like Tunis and Benghazi. Bariş did some nuevo flamenco on his air guitar. They vanished while I went to see a guitar orchestra. I don't know if they got lost in the crowd or had to leave. Somebody did baroque Adagio that I think was used in Odyssey: The Legend of Nemesis on his air guitar. Also, I think that Philip Glass sounds better on fifteen guitars. Or whatever number of guitars. I'm not Count Guitars-ula. Like Count Dracula… that was bad. But it sounded post-rockish.
The Soul Rebels are more like wonderfully danceable Dixieland jazz. Like Red Baraat without the India. Which… was kind of the whole point of Red Baraat. I danced. And desperately tried not to hit the girl with a crown of flowers and a guy with glasses in their respective faces. The girl with a crown of flowers had a dance-off (not to be confused with a pants-off; they're almost as good.) with someone else. And someone had their towel lying there. It wasn't theirs. It wasn't mine; mine has Winnie-the-Pooh on it AND it's in my bag.
Los Lobos were a Chicano jazz/roots rock band. Usually when I think Mexicans, I think shoegaze. But this was pretty cool too.
I think I danced for three hours. Not three hours straight but definitely three hours of dancing. And I learned my dance moves from Gene Belcher this time. And I was wearing a kelly green glo-stick as a torc.
Someone's t-shirt said "eARTh without ART is "eh"
I know that quote from Sara.
I made 5 dollars (for a sketch) and 20 lipa (which was just lying around. It's like a lira, I guess, only Hrvatska. I don't think it's quite a kuna. It says maslina on it, which means olive. And lipa means linden, and it's late and I have a lot to talk about so I don't feel like looking up)
Bridget is the Irish spelling of Brigitte. I drew a picture of her chewing gum by request. She's a teacher. Megha (मेघ, meaning cloud? Pronounced May-ga. I'm not entirely sure. not to be confused with the Greek μέγας, which means grande or nagy.) Bridget is an elementary school teacher and wishes she could draw, because she says when she's talking about pigs in a story, the pigs she draws look more like horses.
I ran into Immelman at Quincy Center on my journey home. I'd probably have a conversation about art with a random woman who's name could be Katarina or Tina or Sarah) whom I sketched (and she liked it, of course), but instead I had a conversation about the redesigned campus center (which sucks, apparently, because they got rid of the comfy couches, and the cafeteria, which involved a dual reference he didn't get) and the whereabouts of our old friends Emily and Laura (neither of whom I think I mentioned.. like... ever... but Laura's married and I'm utterly bewildered by that fact) and Wall (maybe… I don't know, maybe I could list all the things I forgot to actually mention in Cause) and the time Chris burnt his schedule by drying it in the microwave, and yeah. There were things I should have mentioned but ended up not mentioning. Goodnight everyone.
somebody who did a death growl asks this
burning question: why wear a long black shirt if it's hot?
I had to go to the Wildlife Center for a class. I ended up volunteering (despite there being lots of people, I still think I prefer Monday and Friday), and learned that we have a rather battered kestrel, that gulls are actually larger as babies because their bones calcify, and Falco stole glasses. Christina (different Christina) thought that the dead mouse looked like it was doing yoga.
And Gallop got kinda entangled in his leash.
Lindsey has a dolphin tattoo.
Kristian has a temporary airbrushed bird in flight and sparkles or stars or something.
Someone else in my class has a tattoo of a black cat - white cat yin-yang.
A woman who had a gecko and a Kenyan something boa something had a haunted house tattoo.
Some guy said he saw a Predator at JFK/UMass. Predator only hunts in tropical jungles, I assume. And desperately hope.
"He's invisbible."
"Not totally, he has a tell-tale shimmer."
I thought there was a quote about Predator being nocturnal. Maybe it's in El Contador. If it wasn't 1 AM, I'd find out. Whatever it is, it's a lot easier than finding that quote about the 20th century.
Emperor Norton's Stationary Marching Band got the main stage they deserved, played the Mos Eisley cantina music and Jaan Pechahan Ho (which translates to something like "May there be familiarity", unfortunately without the Hindi vocals. I know it from Ghost World. People into Bollywood would know it from Gumnaam. They all wore awesome outfits. One guy had a drum, clear, filled with paper cranes.
I talked with some band members about the reason we'll never see a proper studio version of Mos Eisley or Jaan Pechahan Ho. Maybe if they give them away for free. There's an exception for live performances or something.
I later told a guy from San Francisco who said Emperor Norton was quite the character that going back home doesn't count as time traveling.
Shun Ng made the acoustic guitar sound heavy. He was on for too short a time but he played a song about change and how the only things that don't change are hummingbirds flying, the sun burning away the rain, and change. Or something. Nevermind, and you nevermind and also shut up. And he played a medley of Come Together and Billie Jean and something else.
The Step Crew and Jesse Cook seem to have a particularly Canadian form of humor. StepCrew did Irish dancing, tap dancing, and Ottawa Valley something something dancing. That included a Fiddle Feud, featuring a hanger and hockey stick.
The woman in oversized sunglasses and a purple dress (I thought the lace on back was a tattoo of some sort) thought my pug and the wildlife center's patients were adorable.
Bariş (Jenisa wanted him to tell Turkish fairytales), Jenisa (I don't think she's Croatian, has a necklace of orange eyeballs and an origami something pinned to her shirt), Tomo (he has spiky hair), and Hannah (she has a fish necklace and origami pinned to her top) all got sketches. Then we danced to Nuevo Flamenco and legendary Arab songs from legendary Hispano-Arabic musicians. The song was called Baghdad and was written before Baghdad was a punchline in places like Tunis and Benghazi. Bariş did some nuevo flamenco on his air guitar. They vanished while I went to see a guitar orchestra. I don't know if they got lost in the crowd or had to leave. Somebody did baroque Adagio that I think was used in Odyssey: The Legend of Nemesis on his air guitar. Also, I think that Philip Glass sounds better on fifteen guitars. Or whatever number of guitars. I'm not Count Guitars-ula. Like Count Dracula… that was bad. But it sounded post-rockish.
The Soul Rebels are more like wonderfully danceable Dixieland jazz. Like Red Baraat without the India. Which… was kind of the whole point of Red Baraat. I danced. And desperately tried not to hit the girl with a crown of flowers and a guy with glasses in their respective faces. The girl with a crown of flowers had a dance-off (not to be confused with a pants-off; they're almost as good.) with someone else. And someone had their towel lying there. It wasn't theirs. It wasn't mine; mine has Winnie-the-Pooh on it AND it's in my bag.
Los Lobos were a Chicano jazz/roots rock band. Usually when I think Mexicans, I think shoegaze. But this was pretty cool too.
I think I danced for three hours. Not three hours straight but definitely three hours of dancing. And I learned my dance moves from Gene Belcher this time. And I was wearing a kelly green glo-stick as a torc.
Someone's t-shirt said "eARTh without ART is "eh"
I know that quote from Sara.
I made 5 dollars (for a sketch) and 20 lipa (which was just lying around. It's like a lira, I guess, only Hrvatska. I don't think it's quite a kuna. It says maslina on it, which means olive. And lipa means linden, and it's late and I have a lot to talk about so I don't feel like looking up)
Bridget is the Irish spelling of Brigitte. I drew a picture of her chewing gum by request. She's a teacher. Megha (मेघ, meaning cloud? Pronounced May-ga. I'm not entirely sure. not to be confused with the Greek μέγας, which means grande or nagy.) Bridget is an elementary school teacher and wishes she could draw, because she says when she's talking about pigs in a story, the pigs she draws look more like horses.
I ran into Immelman at Quincy Center on my journey home. I'd probably have a conversation about art with a random woman who's name could be Katarina or Tina or Sarah) whom I sketched (and she liked it, of course), but instead I had a conversation about the redesigned campus center (which sucks, apparently, because they got rid of the comfy couches, and the cafeteria, which involved a dual reference he didn't get) and the whereabouts of our old friends Emily and Laura (neither of whom I think I mentioned.. like... ever... but Laura's married and I'm utterly bewildered by that fact) and Wall (maybe… I don't know, maybe I could list all the things I forgot to actually mention in Cause) and the time Chris burnt his schedule by drying it in the microwave, and yeah. There were things I should have mentioned but ended up not mentioning. Goodnight everyone.
somebody who did a death growl asks this
burning question: why wear a long black shirt if it's hot?
