tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-198755832024-03-07T16:36:36.724-05:00Binge CafeTravel Stories & Treats hosted by activist/drummer/filmmaker Eleni BingeEleni Bingehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14059321159461239182noreply@blogger.comBlogger99125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19875583.post-69192156327133083622015-12-03T12:40:00.005-05:002015-12-03T12:40:39.456-05:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Binge Cafe is closed! </h2>
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At least, here. I've got two new places for you to go: </h3>
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Books, music, travels? See <a href="http://www.youbigtalker.com/">You Big Talker</a>.
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.youbigtalker.com/" target="_blank"><b>Now find my updates on YouBigTalker.com!</b></a></td></tr>
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For Beloved Binge tour updates, see <a href="htpp://www.belovedbinge.com" target="_blank">Beloved Binge</a>. </h3>
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</script></div>Porch Life Productionshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17500653394374400462noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19875583.post-58587674190146063632014-11-03T18:57:00.001-05:002014-11-03T19:25:23.971-05:00Lost Space: I'm still putting two spaces after my sentences and I don't care what you think, Grammar Girl<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">It's
true. We've lost a space. Lots of them. As I discovered almost two
years ago at work (when I learned my former boss had been removing
each extra space after every period in my reports) the world of
Punctuation Law has ruled two spaces post-period are out. One will
suffice. It's like China post-1979. </span>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">Since
my ninth grade typing class, which occurred, let's just say, well over 5-10
years ago, is the basis of all my knowledge on spacing and cartridge
returning, and since I'm not a regular grammar-blog devotee, I never
got the update. </span><br />
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didn't want the update, either. There is something satisfying about
two spaces after a thought. It sets off the next sentence in a
clear, if now exaggerated way (and I'm prone to hyperbole – it's
part of my Greek nature).</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">Speaking of Greek nature, I had a wonderful time in Toronto visiting my family. We celebrated Dad's would-be 75th and got to see his brothers, my cousins, and their kids and one dog. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Uncle Sotos, the eldest of Dad's brothers, and Uncle Aris, 4th brother, Dimi, niece Eleni, Maria, nephew Daniel - we were not ready for this picture, but the photographer/waiter at the Chinese buffet maybe wasn't either.</td></tr>
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Continuing on the space issue,<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"> take this very sentence. I've
just followed it with one space – kinda messes you up, don't it?!
You didn't even know I'd finished my thought, right? OK, no more of
that mess. In any case, I'm sticking to the extra buffer, even if it
does waste paper or virtual space. In fact, I may even campaign to
add a third space, as a counter-measure. Otherwise, soon, we'll end
up like this.No space.Theywilltakeitallaway.</span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">They can't take this away. Detroit Vegan Soul. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The door to our show in Detroit. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Who doesn't love Bubba? #sybaselfie</td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">Speaking
of conforming, I've been interviewing musicians and music-supporters
with my self-titled list “big talk” of my favorite questions to
ask. At last month's show in Detroit, Michigan, I asked a music
critic my classic “what's the most difficult thing about being
alive?” followed by the related “what are the essential
ingredients to a happy life?” and his response resonated, which
was, basically, “Being detached from what other people think of
you.” I then asked how many people he thinks achieve this
detachment. “.00001%.” Probably true. </span>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">We're
social creatures, dependent on one another – it's only natural to
have a stake in others' assessments. Fundamentally this is about
survival, with both positive outcomes (ex: success of the viral
movements such as ice bucket challenge) and shitty (bullying, war,
depression due to dependency of others' opinions of you for
happiness, ETC). </span>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">This
dependency is particularly in view for a band or any artist putting
out work with expectation of comment. Absence of comment (ignored)
or negative feedback can send you questioning your worth. Or, like
us, it can make you throw the Q word around. Whether you Quit or
not, shows can be a roller coaster ride if you base your worth on
audience response. </span>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">We
never set up back-to-back shows as a traditional touring band would.
First, it's too much work. Second, I want to enjoy a city for
longer, visit family and friends, and not be rushed. Third (I can
list 10 reasons but will spare you, reader), we want to minimize
driving each day. Chugging along in Weston for 10 hours, nice as he
is, does not make us happy (and it's really fanning the flames of Syba's selfie obsession!). </span>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">So
when we do have shows, they are fewer and further in between. Each
one seems to count more. Detroit was organized by an extremely
capable musicphile Stephen Cramer, who used to live in Athens, GA.
Now he runs the Detroit music festival, and does all he can to
promote your show. We played at a nice dive club called Small's, in a
part of Detroit where you are advised by fellow bands not to walk
your dog alone, even around the corner. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"> The
first band, the musician Fred Thomas, was a thoughtful songwriter and
engaging performer. In Portland, we played with a musician who knows
Fred, who said, and I paraphrase here, “When I think of a 'real'
musician, which I often feel that I am not, I think of Fred Thomas.” </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">BB by Stephen Cramer</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is what you do in Michigan. I accidentally Star Trec'd it. Stephen Cramer had it right. </td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">This
was one of those shows where you feel that you might have been
speaking a different language than the recipients of the aural
message. There was very little reaction. Nevertheless, it was worth
it just to meet Stephen and learn more about his good work in
Detroit. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Yes.</td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">In
Iowa City we had our first reading slash show at the Dog Mansion.
It was a wonderful combo that I want to keep combining. Show
organizers work at the Prairie Lights bookshop, one of the oldest
bookstores in ... I can't recall ... but very old; so it was a natural combination. Readers read
their works primarily from their iPhones, a noteable change from the
90's poetry readings I attended. And rather than painful to sit
through, it was a blast. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">Though we didn't really have a PA, we
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">Syba hung out on the couch/floor and
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">The show produced some noteable drawings. </span>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is in Icelandic.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">He works in a restaurant.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">After-effect. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is Max Johnson. Since they spelled his name wrong, and have a "JK" in the corner, we weren't worried.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Best drawing ever (from Detroit I believe). Another band liked this so much he used this as the show flyer in another city (Tempe, AZ)</td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">The
organizers were super nice – this is a town we'd love to return to
again. The next day we stopped by Prairie Lights and bought a book
by Japanese author Haruku Murukami called <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Colorless_Tsukuru_Tazaki_and_His_Years_of_Pilgrimage" target="_blank">The Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and his Years of Pilgrimage</a> which Rob and I
both read. Fans in Japan camped overnight to buy this latest book. </span>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Biggest sand box ever ... </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">On the way to Chicago we stopped at the Indiana Dunes park and hiked up sand dunes then swam in Lake Michigan. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Have you ever hiked up sand? It's about as difficult as you might imagine. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And it really was a lot of up. This was just the beginning!</td></tr>
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But there was a reward at the end. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">When you are in the water, Syba will swim to you. Then back. And repeat. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rob and Syba waiting outside, before the thunderstorm. Note the peace sign from patron. At least I think that's what she's doing.</td></tr>
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In Des Moines, Iowa, we stopped both to leaflet and lend a voice to the individual animals that are hidden away in factories for our food (as part of Vegan Outreach's "Adopt a College" program) and also stopped at an excellent sculpture park. </div>
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Somewhere in Iowa, we also stopped at the best dog park ever. Here, I demonstrate the water feature that we'd love but is impossible to install in our Downtown Durham Dog Park: <br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: large;"> Then ... Weston
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">A few
nights later, Weston began to stutter and cough, and though we were
in the middle of Iowa, we were able to track down help eventually
through the Kindness of Strangers. We attributed his stuttering to
some faulty wiring, and stopped to ask for help in this small town 30
minutes north of Sioux City with one boarded up gas station. The
first man, wearing a shirt with a fairly large gun and statement
about his right to bear arms, didn't seem to like us much. The
second directed us back to Sioux City, advising we try the Chevy
dealer there. Though traveling with Weston is slow – very slow (I
add about 1 extra hour for Google Map estimates) – we decided it'd
be best to head back the shorter distance after the Chevy
receptionist assured me someone could look at Weston. However, she
did not have any idea what a Westfalia was, nor a VW camper, a VW
bus, or Vanagon (I tried all the names!) so that should have been my
warning sign. </span>
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short, no go at the Chevy dealer; but they did give us a VW dealer
name in Sioux Falls, where we were heading next. While Rob worked on
Weston's wires, to see if he could fix the problem (which required
moving all our music gear out to the cab from the back since the
motor is conveniently located in the very back accessed through a
floor panel) I went inside the travel station as my battery was
about to die, and this is not good when your car is also almost dead,
so I plugged in and called the VW dealership from the chips and motor
oil aisle (booked until the following week). </span>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rob working on Weston's wires. Syba, glad to be out of Weston. </td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">The
dealership gave me another name. Ditto, full. As I was about to hang
up on the 3</span><sup><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">rd</span></sup><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">
try, she paused and said: “Well, there is someone that works on VWs
out of his home” and gave me the appropriately named Jerry Grace
who was then our only option. </span>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">Rob
finished up with the van, and it ran better. Then it chugged again;
then it wouldn't start. One man helped us jump start him, but he
died at the light. Two others deployed Kindness of Strangers and came
to the rescue, towing Weston with a heavy chain to their hotel the
Roadside Inn. One man drove Rob to O'Reilly's, which, it turns out,
charges batteries for free. Upon Jerry's recommendation, we charged
it up so that we could get to his house the next day in Sioux Falls
SD. </span>
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“<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">I
almost turned you away,” Jerry said later, which is good (that he
said this later). We knew we were in the right place when we spotted
Weston's twin, Westina, stranded in Jerry's driveway. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"> </span>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnCsTjLoEmjc1vM2_BJXuCFauVMVcxhvC5rDdS4HW-8BUOvfbyIYVLPtlH5blUB3vbodEkZNff1VTVse3FJB8SmXKhBxYlzXcFv4YwoLGsKpBWD0eBy31NWk2PucjAjIrKgoPnuw/s1600/IMG_4688.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnCsTjLoEmjc1vM2_BJXuCFauVMVcxhvC5rDdS4HW-8BUOvfbyIYVLPtlH5blUB3vbodEkZNff1VTVse3FJB8SmXKhBxYlzXcFv4YwoLGsKpBWD0eBy31NWk2PucjAjIrKgoPnuw/s1600/IMG_4688.JPG" height="400" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Westina, parked on the right. We knew we had the right place. </td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">Jerry
had been a VW repairperson for years, and enjoys nothing more than
going out on his boat but doesn't have time. His garage was piled
with equipment and tools, and he said, of this self-described mess,
“I hate it.” He worked steadily most of the day on Weston while
Rob, Syba, and I walked along the busy country road to the nearest
outdoor/free-range wifi (Panera Bread) to work. </span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">When we returned, he had
already been to a couple of shops to test the alternator and luckily
at that time it was fine. Jerry undercharged us in the end, and helped us out later when Weston
faultered again. </span><br />
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQyQFlHCjbm5MfVFPvvwnhdfC0WVOksWraZh2Xq9Y-tK4zlnnzhtp9a-1AXQvgXvokbE4ZGy1A4WTlD33K5cZxLQtHbVc-SdW5gl8E98g-FMEiYAO3js28SMduE_UXCPQdDEwhfg/s1600/IMG_4701.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQyQFlHCjbm5MfVFPvvwnhdfC0WVOksWraZh2Xq9Y-tK4zlnnzhtp9a-1AXQvgXvokbE4ZGy1A4WTlD33K5cZxLQtHbVc-SdW5gl8E98g-FMEiYAO3js28SMduE_UXCPQdDEwhfg/s1600/IMG_4701.JPG" height="478" width="640" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Syba needed some Robey time after that experience. </td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"> </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Next the family was off to see some historical sites. </span><br />
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDbl5Xt6tQ_EpO7sgucxgB2jJE7IU6BWXeYbXRiD6kiuL0hTocB010za1b8DvBYyyBDZiIEjkR38p1CyLvEiWGVbR0_RgcCHjjgjC3l0FpFy_M6XnPPtcPX4JdoFlYgnzFn7ATNA/s1600/IMG_4653.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDbl5Xt6tQ_EpO7sgucxgB2jJE7IU6BWXeYbXRiD6kiuL0hTocB010za1b8DvBYyyBDZiIEjkR38p1CyLvEiWGVbR0_RgcCHjjgjC3l0FpFy_M6XnPPtcPX4JdoFlYgnzFn7ATNA/s1600/IMG_4653.JPG" height="400" width="298" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Such as Kum & Go.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And Modern Love, opened by the infamous Isa Chandra Moskowitz.</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4OyNX6hmvO6mlA3H2I-4_92RVdkENuzm62xb9PHoR9MyC0Kp6dGsZTM8ghiDIJpBhK82IKbZXyRFfvCIGc3HAn5x0-w7klTnt8h3WoDXaVYw4q2r7m8WT3ZXgCjaMIZvK4cnhQA/s1600/IMG_4665.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4OyNX6hmvO6mlA3H2I-4_92RVdkENuzm62xb9PHoR9MyC0Kp6dGsZTM8ghiDIJpBhK82IKbZXyRFfvCIGc3HAn5x0-w7klTnt8h3WoDXaVYw4q2r7m8WT3ZXgCjaMIZvK4cnhQA/s1600/IMG_4665.JPG" height="400" width="298" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Seitan cutlets and mac & cheese - delicious.</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLqaWNiBjCWtUb4hN4weeQWd-W9CqZUjKnNyYXGFgwrdEUJz9zhfKmoZGF_UUqNp1VeulAwJP8Afu15sWWnKpRdwyeb9dW7Ix0iU3KA8z644qN3_0UGxFFbOA7jZ0VIPrO8hkV_Q/s1600/IMG_4666.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLqaWNiBjCWtUb4hN4weeQWd-W9CqZUjKnNyYXGFgwrdEUJz9zhfKmoZGF_UUqNp1VeulAwJP8Afu15sWWnKpRdwyeb9dW7Ix0iU3KA8z644qN3_0UGxFFbOA7jZ0VIPrO8hkV_Q/s1600/IMG_4666.JPG" height="298" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Purple flowers brought out the colors for an otherwise earthen colored comfort meal.</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS47G01ggD6HQy6m6fv8gzeLebOPNDHB5lR3tfpPA0mHWZCd5ydWjfcWvxiP7ZOElAiuCRqyTnwTRrUh4ERTPxxemj6j1-YIR2Ri9SvwtP7-oJlr7Kt_Dlr73xc2xABW0BqSBHFQ/s1600/IMG_4720.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS47G01ggD6HQy6m6fv8gzeLebOPNDHB5lR3tfpPA0mHWZCd5ydWjfcWvxiP7ZOElAiuCRqyTnwTRrUh4ERTPxxemj6j1-YIR2Ri9SvwtP7-oJlr7Kt_Dlr73xc2xABW0BqSBHFQ/s1600/IMG_4720.JPG" height="640" width="476" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">Sunset #sybaselfie</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1e_qC71xwFuSnfjs_bZ4UbwrOPNdEnGIfFPfDUgTqNMQluluR2PA_0uv16Mf-P547xt9VYe1fXI6ziewoFV7kqTuJfwVeIHxQKZ50nmoIOcrFBbh6Mx-fJpYOVjXGOVoxMDN18w/s1600/IMG_4747.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1e_qC71xwFuSnfjs_bZ4UbwrOPNdEnGIfFPfDUgTqNMQluluR2PA_0uv16Mf-P547xt9VYe1fXI6ziewoFV7kqTuJfwVeIHxQKZ50nmoIOcrFBbh6Mx-fJpYOVjXGOVoxMDN18w/s1600/IMG_4747.JPG" height="640" width="478" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The four men, and Syba.</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdnVZyTLEora5hjHFI_8cru1Vz1XfH_liBiAm48EpEgsXTB9Qx8xEeKR75X6K4rVsFk1i_aZODey1uhMwRA94bshR_Qjh5iq-MGHbW2dI3A3iWKWBSUj3Gr9sgLdmGA06MiKMNow/s1600/IMG_4749.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdnVZyTLEora5hjHFI_8cru1Vz1XfH_liBiAm48EpEgsXTB9Qx8xEeKR75X6K4rVsFk1i_aZODey1uhMwRA94bshR_Qjh5iq-MGHbW2dI3A3iWKWBSUj3Gr9sgLdmGA06MiKMNow/s1600/IMG_4749.JPG" height="298" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">There they are again.</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm4cD2GRCXvi0nKk4-Ro-cbG1AVqEI1Wt6QJaK21eR3mU4grQ1BxNGtZ-Fqdv8nDzvAi4yhUy9fZEurSvEQ0eO-N2a5yVc8iMB8FN_LqTPKefJ-fWeqmd-DUwvlxeQQryMJAQm2w/s1600/IMG_4757.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm4cD2GRCXvi0nKk4-Ro-cbG1AVqEI1Wt6QJaK21eR3mU4grQ1BxNGtZ-Fqdv8nDzvAi4yhUy9fZEurSvEQ0eO-N2a5yVc8iMB8FN_LqTPKefJ-fWeqmd-DUwvlxeQQryMJAQm2w/s1600/IMG_4757.JPG" height="239" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And this hasn't been done before. </td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMzSYhE2yeFVAImSd325bhPzfJzmdtDaKjNQlHN64Ndi8_doySouM8WUk2zU_fvHin-gzfkUuTELyXUd0A12Etym3DUnveUqVLqsRrFBgo7UMUgxw6My3fZBcFrvLu5ia7nL-L2Q/s1600/IMG_4773.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMzSYhE2yeFVAImSd325bhPzfJzmdtDaKjNQlHN64Ndi8_doySouM8WUk2zU_fvHin-gzfkUuTELyXUd0A12Etym3DUnveUqVLqsRrFBgo7UMUgxw6My3fZBcFrvLu5ia7nL-L2Q/s1600/IMG_4773.JPG" height="400" width="298" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nor this. Patriotic Aikido move?</td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">Mt.
Rushmore was indeed some dudes carved into a mountain, who, according
to original plans of sculpter </span><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null" title="Gutzon Borglum">Gutzon Borglum</a> were supposed to be entire bodies. </span><br />
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE6hKQuXeUwEWMUwH6g8kFPiO3Mlbv2PhTOwuFiidyEjjJHwRTphvHIDorKWbI8_YQrCq9Um2ySVcIHc6dSe3pCHR-4GX6de4VU9U0_oWcdeZ6vVfJyOCbCzJ49KkbwGItQH6kkg/s1600/IMG_4765.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE6hKQuXeUwEWMUwH6g8kFPiO3Mlbv2PhTOwuFiidyEjjJHwRTphvHIDorKWbI8_YQrCq9Um2ySVcIHc6dSe3pCHR-4GX6de4VU9U0_oWcdeZ6vVfJyOCbCzJ49KkbwGItQH6kkg/s1600/IMG_4765.JPG" height="298" width="400" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Like this.</td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">I must say that I prefer the
floating heads. The sculptor, who kind of sounded like a jerk, died before his project could be completed
(which was undertaken originally to instill pride in South Dakota and
the US of A) and his son finished it off. </span><br />
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<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjldk-9hYW_XFLx8Dms6kIxWC4t8ht_WiSxYdRGoS-vtq8GSx4V2rM3jusuEXDfHOACrsR1JMin-hP0oo1HiFb3QJ98tlrqdCA_0kEISBS4VYJVv8f12o6PBFp3t6ZQcWBmSnJNIg/s1600/IMG_4787.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjldk-9hYW_XFLx8Dms6kIxWC4t8ht_WiSxYdRGoS-vtq8GSx4V2rM3jusuEXDfHOACrsR1JMin-hP0oo1HiFb3QJ98tlrqdCA_0kEISBS4VYJVv8f12o6PBFp3t6ZQcWBmSnJNIg/s1600/IMG_4787.JPG" height="478" width="640" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It's a lot of driving, but it's beautiful out here. </td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"> </span>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1H5m_Yplzj5lg5b-fH9CQdjy4tdO9_U0_K_GdU9KcSlOCXJ_XZd5TSqv_6Yze08KR_a00m0EBMiSeXR8kjcEWx2d9WEHgeTpA7MA5IldClI5-mrPVboCWCg7KEic8td_3F5qTcQ/s1600/IMG_4805.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1H5m_Yplzj5lg5b-fH9CQdjy4tdO9_U0_K_GdU9KcSlOCXJ_XZd5TSqv_6Yze08KR_a00m0EBMiSeXR8kjcEWx2d9WEHgeTpA7MA5IldClI5-mrPVboCWCg7KEic8td_3F5qTcQ/s1600/IMG_4805.JPG" height="400" width="298" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sometimes she sits in the front and stares at me, sitting in the back.I think she's judging. </td></tr>
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<div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">Next
we were off to Yellowstone … it wasn't until the mountains in the Bighorn National Forest that Weston's battery light began to reengage. </span>
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<div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">I
remembered this site where people around the world with Westys help
one another (AIRS - the Aircooled engine Rescue Squad) and on a whim looked up Wyoming and found the nicest man,
Bob, and his wife, Cindy. We headed to Cody to their home, where he
let us borrow his hammer to hit the alternator, as Jerry had advised,
and it didn't work. Hours later, and many phone calls hence, Rob decided to try his hand at the hammer. Not holding back at all, as one can do on one's own van, he hit the alternator and the brushes unstuck. </span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">Bob and Cindy are a liberal minority living in a town where one has to register Republican to vote as there aren't any democrats running. I can
only imagine how neighbors enjoy their holiday wreath, shaped in a huge peace sign that they display every Christmas. </span><br />
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<div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">They
had a beautiful yard and dog, Fox, who loves riding in their '78
Westy. They helped us out for free – saying that someday they too
would need help and hope someone took care of them. The Westy
community is quite loyal and I suppose out of necessity to some
degree communal. We appreciate them. </span>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Yellowstone ... another planet</span><br />
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Alternator hit, we made it to Yellowstone. We would have enjoyed it more if it weren't raining the entire time ... cold and raining. Even the buffalo hardly came out. But on the whole - it was an amazing experience traveling through and seeing, up close, all the things our earth can do. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The tunnel to ... </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">aaah!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Very cold and rainy. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We were clear about this and other potential goring by the time we registered to camp. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is the one buffalo we saw. Pictured here, behind Rob's pointy finger ... you'll have to take our word.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It was like another steaming, oddly inhabited planet ... and earth show-and-tell</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It made a dragon noise as the water splashed out against the hot rock</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">These fumaroles bubbled up slowly and made fun noises. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The landscape was amazing and diverse.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">#sybaselfie being arty and reflecty. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And blurry.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Camping away from the cold, damp outside at night. </td></tr>
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While Weston-camping, we not only were cold and damp, but were awoken at about 3 am by a crying infant ... <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Painting of artists' inspiration. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">One step off the path could result in your foot being scalded or eaten by acid. So not hot springs like you, me, and our nature buds soak in. But it sure is pretty from afar. </td></tr>
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After Yellowstone, we were on our way to Seattle. Weston decided to completely break down - we were on sides of roads, off-ramps of exits, random nowhere gas stations, and finally, a town called Ritzville Washington, where we got to camp at a Napa auto parts store awaiting their opening the following day so we could charge our battery and buy another one for back-up.<br />
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Ritzville is in the midst of revitalization, and some attempts have been made to art it up by some local folks. It was an interesting mix of Twin Peaks and a completely abandoned coal mine. Without the coal mine. </div>
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Rob drove through the pass to Seattle with no windshield wipers during the heavy rains (to conserve the limited battery), lots of hoping (and asking, "What if we broke down here?" and pointing to the absolutely non-existent place to pull over), and we made it.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ah, Seattle! Well, not the best part of Seattle, but still this is the city of Seattle. And sun! Sun, by gawd. </td></tr>
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It was amazing to reconnect with friends and family in Seattle (and Rainier!). We had a great month with everyone and staying at my childhood home was fantastic. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rob (sort of) pointing at the view of the Puget Sound from our room at Mom's</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My desk ... this was also my desk that I didn't do homework on as a kid, but should have</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">As part of the "Y away" program, I biked several days a week to this Y. In the background, the "Little Pilgrims" pre-school that I attended as a wee one, and had my earliest memory of getting in trouble in the sandbox. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">On one of our many walks to Lincoln Park, Syba found a diversion and stretched out her each to the stone dog</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">On my birthday Rob and I hung out in Pioneer Square, which is a cool old part of town. I've been interested in gold rushes lately. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A nice example of an intercity "sanctuary" where people can hang out to get away from cars. A waterfall (natch) flows in the background</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rob spent some time repairing Mom and Allen's house</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My brother and I went through old memorabilia to get rid of and save some things. I was struck by the faded art of letter-writing and the stories you can gather from reading each letter, even though you do not see the prior letter that prompted it</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My brother and my nephews, his kids Vasili (named after our Dad) and Suriya </td></tr>
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In Seattle we played at a new-to-us bar, Darrell's Tavern. It's apparently owned by the Tractor Tavern folks - so good quality all around. It was a warm venue, with a small stage and good sound. The soundman was very atypical for Seattle (in my experience) and approachable, friendly, open.<br />
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As always it was good to reconnect with old friends and family - and in particular see Scott's new band that he formed after moving back to Seattle from Durham a few years ago. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My good pal Sean, whom I met moshing at Lollapalooza circa ('92?) ... we formed a band, Slug Sandwich - my first - and went to many a 90s concert in and near Seattle </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Scott Waite's band Ichy Bichy were excellent - great vocals, melodies, quirk</td></tr>
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Some of my family, who came out to support. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Family by Tasha</td></tr>
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During our last song, my step-sister's beau jumped up on stage, grabbed Rob's guitar, then performed a solo. It was unexpected, and could have gone badly, but ended up to be an awesome way to end the song and our set. And, thankfully, it was performed well and in a place where I usually would play a keyboard solo, but forgot to (as I did for 99% of the tour). So, from now on, if you think we need a solo, bring it!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Friends, family, outerspace eyeballs</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rob's sis Melanie and her boyfriend Jamie, supporting the BB</td></tr>
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While at Mom's, I found Nana's original note that became the title of one of our songs, along with a book Mom was reading to better understand Alzheimer's. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I found the original sentence, written by Nana, written when we took her from Alzheimer's testing in 2007, after they asked her to write a sentence. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Like all cities, Seattle has places that are gentrifying ... Georgetown is old news in that respect, but it's still ... there.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">You could not get a Dark & Stormy when I worked in Georgetown in the '90s</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vasili with a pinecone present for his grandma</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">In front of the lookout point near Alki</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rob's sis Jaime came to visit Seattle! Here at Alki lookout point. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Amazing fence entrance to Melanie's, Rainier, WA</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Melanie had amazing Kale and other greens that we used to make chips, massaged kale salads, etc</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rob's ma made her delicious apple pie</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And Melanie's guy Jamie made the best carrot-ginger juice we've ever had</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> Ma scoring (I think that's what it's called) music for concert, with her favorite t-shirt from band we played with once in NJ</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here at "lookout point" in West Seattle - downtown is behind us</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I made some glam chowder and seitan "fish" sticks</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My favorite photo, here at vegan bakery with Lynn and her son Theo. It was his first day of pre-school, and he learned about giving people space and something about compassion training. Kids of tomorrow will be a super-breed!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My good good bud Karen, who co-founded "The Game" with me over a decade ago ... which thereupon launched/inspired "Big Talk," a series of questions I like to ask when faced with the banality of Small Talk (and the film series noted above). </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Syba, when she still trusted vets, and viewed them primarily as treat-purveyors (pre-ear operation), Seattle</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lynn and hiding Theo, at the Bamboo Garden - showing awesome CD they made us for the road</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rob and great bud/cousin Tasha, after an awesome night of comedy at Sketchfest in Capital Hill </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Just when I thought ideas for new stores had run out, I came across this. And it's not even Husky-related. I went by their windows - really, everything is purple. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mighty-O Donuts: Further proof that animals aren't needed for tasty, fluffy treats</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mom at our favorite cafe in West Seattle, C&J</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Aunt Sheryl and I after dinner </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cool water cover painting on walk to Lincoln Park from Mom's</td></tr>
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Another stop that my brother, Rob, and I made was to a Greek restaurant who knew of Dad (fellow-restauranteurs) back in the day. We went by there to meet them and see if they knew anything about Dad's time in Seattle in the 70s. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Greek family who have been running this place (Olympia Pizza and Pasta) since 1977</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">They were super nice and welcoming, and even gave me a copy of the article written about Dad when he died that another Greek friend gave them. During our visit, another of Dad's old contacts came by. He asked my brother how many wives he had, and whether or not we had any "bad habits," while passing us his card for Emerald Casino (horse racing). Though we came close to betting on his horse, something internally stopped us. </span></span><b><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></b>
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">Return to Rainier, WA - then on to colorful Portland...</span></b><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This was a beautiful vegan restaurant and bar the Bye and Bye - outdoor seating (Syba friendly) as well as cozy yet elaborately decorated indoor seating. I'd be here everyday should we live here. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">OK, so it's super hard to see this evening photo. But here you have a hotel comprised solely of all tiny houses. Ruth? Lynn? Paul? (my tiny house buds)</td></tr>
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We played a show at the Habesha Lounge in Portland with Charlie Slick (below) and Actual Birds) above. We first met Charlie in Ann Arbor, where we played a show with him when he was living there <a href="http://bingecafe.blogspot.com/2008/09/porchless-one-month.html" target="_blank">(bubbles</a>!). </div>
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We were also happy to see Jeanne S. (formerly of the Triangle) at the show - a little bit of home away.<br />
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Which was needed after our "welcome" by a woman who insisted we bring Syba to her, pushed her way toward our van to help us "load" our equipment, then said "I'm not going to kidnap her" when we refused her offer to watch Syba. I held my Seattle/South nice face until she began holding/rubbing Syba's paws even after asked not to. Then it was NYC/NJ Eleni - "Back off!" to which she did to my surprise.<br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">"California, here we come. Right back where we started from..." </span></b><br />
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After Portland, we set off toward Oakland for our show - but not before stopping and camping in the Redwoods area of California. <br />
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Though I loved our trip along the coast, I must say the Tsunami warnings, particularly after reading <a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/15771862-wave" target="_blank">this book</a> - not recommended), were duly noted. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A great place to make yourself look smaller. </td></tr>
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Driving along the coast of California is like stepping back in time - there are many original (or original-appearing) stores, stations, and hotels. It's nice to see and experience. <br />
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We played next, followed by PDX band (which I would have photoed had I not temporarily misplaced my iPhone) The Breaking Yard. <br />
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A street in Berkeley was our home for roughly two days in Berkeley. We visited chiefly to see our friends Joe and Noelle's all-vegan store Republic of V (one of 8 vegan stores in the nation) and see my cousin Vangelis, but Rob also practiced Aikido while in town. See more of Rob's posts at <a href="http://ontherojo.tumblr.com/" target="_blank">On the Rojo</a>.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A happy Rob is an Aikido-practicing Rob. Here, in Berkeley after practice, with Seattle Aikido shirt on, which got noticed by former student in New Orleans later. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Was happy to see my 1st cousin Vangelis, who now works in San Francisco at Oracle. His house was our first stop when I was 11 and went to Greece for the first time. He was only a few years old, but I remember it vividly as it was my first out-of-country experience. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I love that they created a "Vegan Passport" of all the vegan places in town ...pictured here in front of yummy treats</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Using our vegan "passport," we found this donut shop and walked 6 miles round trip and promptly ordered several varieties as well as their biscuits and gravy for lunch. Note that there is also an option for "donuts and gravy." We did draw the line, somewhere, and avoid that menu item. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Oh, Pepples! You show a vegan donut is not only possible, it's necessary. </td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Off to Moss Landing ... </span><br />
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Upon the recommendation of family above, we stopped at Moss Landing to possibly see whales. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Smokestacks at Moss Landing</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Moss Landing #sybaselfie</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">These were my go-to shorts for the warmer parts of the tour</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">If you look closely there are creatures - perhaps seals</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Syba did not have a healthy fear of the ocean and it's waves/undertow, even when knocked over a few times. Hence, the leash. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A big bird and the factory off in the foggy distance</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">Whether you're a fan of "Of Mice and Men," "Grapes of Wrath," or "Travels with Charlie," you'll want to make a stop in Salinas to see John Steinbeck's home and National Steinbeck Center. As with many such museums, the content is "stretched out" (there is a lot of filler such as huge quotes on the wall) but overall a great peek into the life and times that surrounded Steinbeck's life and writing career. </span><b><br /></b></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Grapes of Wrath-era mockup of Dust Bowl residences</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Travels With Charlie mockup of actual truck he used (or was this actual truck? I can't recall) - and Charlie (not actual). I liked it better than Weston inside ... </td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Route 1 - Big Sur = amazing</b></span><br />
One of the best choices we made on this tour was to take Route 1 all the way down to our turnoff to go to Vegas. Why haven't I done this before? Partially inspired by reading Kerouac's Big Sur (in English, and now in Greek) I was tempted to check out the coast and in general have a more relaxing and scenic ride than I-5. <br />
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It worked. Here is a place I want to return to every year. Its peaceful, quiet, and human-eating boulders (barely containing the thirsty Pacific) invoke life by reminding you you're only one misstep away from absolute dissolution into the elements, particularly among these steep rocky cliffs with little barrier between you and the ocean below. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rob and Syba settling in on some boulders to read and have coffee</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My boulder. I was scared the entire time (can you see knees quaking?). But the chair-like rock was comfy. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Syba ... contemplating her late years? Trying to warn us about possible tsunami?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">When we were ready to leave, I couldn't find Syba. I looked around and found her on this nearby trail, hiding from Weston. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lots of space out here, and fog that periodically clears up mid-morning and mid-day</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The fog feeds the Redwoods much-needed moisture/water</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nice free state park </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bixby bridge? I cannot recall, unfortunately</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It really is a long way</td></tr>
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Henry Miller lived in Big Sur for years. We stopped by his free <a href="http://www.henrymiller.org/" target="_blank">Memorial Library</a>, created by a close friend of his. There, travelers may sit, read, relax, and use free wifi and even camp. They host shows and films, including some pretty large acts such as Patti Smith, the Oh Sees, and Arcade Fire, to name a few. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Big Sur, at Pfeiffer falls; a landslide created this previously absent sandy beach. Note the Seagulls taking turns bathing in the waterfall and on the beach below. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We found this camping spot on a pull-over as well .. but unlike the last one, it had used TP and many other gross-ities so we moved from this spot to one a little further</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I thought we were being risky by hiking down this steep, dusty cliff with limited footholds until I saw a woman with a newborn strapped to her front doing the same hike</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Elephant Seals smell bad, sound funny, and are super cute when they joust .... they hang out here at the end of Big Sur</td></tr>
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Sadly, the time had come to leave Big Sur. We took a left turn and headed to Vegas. I was curious about Las Vegas, but like many I know, would sigh and roll my eyes when asked if I'd ever want to go. "Of course not!" was my typical response. However, I realized that before I truly could dis Las Vegas, I'd have to go there and hate it for myself.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The wine was delicious</td></tr>
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The crime scenes were great, but our favorite part of the museum was the creative way they showcased the trials of mobsters in a courthouse that housed some trials back in the day. With three screens, one a "smoke screen" in the middle showing halograms, the viewer was treated to a dramatic story complete with sound effects and, upon finishing the documentary, the slow creaking opening of the court doors so that you could leave. </div>
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We, speaking for both of us here, really didn't know what we were doing. But we'd seen movies, heard stories, and generally paid a little attention, so we knew that there was gambling, something about free drinks, and possibility of serious addictions. As in, "Do you have any bad habits?" said in Greek accent. <br />
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Summary of financial gain or ruin? Approximately $6 won; 4 free drinks; $5 played; free cigarette smoke = $1 net gain to our tour. <br />
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I knew Steve Wynn had gone vegan, so we went to one of his places to eat a fine vegan meal there.<br />
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Apparently they have vegan brunch options daily that are delicious, but we didn't have the appetite to return to the strip after being there past 2 am the night before among the increasingly unsober masses.<br />
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vegan-friendly eatery which bears the name "Wynn" inside due to his
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We stayed at a friendly AirBnB outside town, which allowed Syba to get a break from us and Weston. <br />
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We headed to our 2nd leafleting stop of the tour - Flagstaff, AZ. After hot Las Vegas we found arctic Flagstaff a bit of an adjustment, but a welcome one for Syba. We stayed with a vegetarian family who had a second home there. The woman became vegetarian two years ago after learning that pigs (sows) are kept in tight gestation crates for most of their lives ... and she proceeded to institute a "flexible menu" in her huge corporate workplace (like Meatless Mondays) and leafleted with us for the first time here.<br />
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Inspiring to see this transformation and action-taking in such a short time, and at a later-than-college age, and a reminder that the general public does not know the extent of the industrialized, standard practices are so cruel they would be illegal if done to dogs or cats. <br />
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We reached over 2,000 students in Flagstaff. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">If you are in Phoenix, you must try Green, and it's sister dessert shop next door. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Crazy good vegan butterfinger shake & cupcake</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And the fun and politically lyriced Out Past Curfew - reminded me of early Midtown Dickens</td></tr>
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The Trunk Space was a ton of fun - we were so grateful to Malarky for setting it up based on the show he saw us play in Tucson in '09. He will be touring here with his band - so stay tuned, we'll share info when that happens. And he's friends with the Fellowship Hall folks ... small world. <br />
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The next day, we hit Phoenix/Tempe with a vengeance! <br />
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With the help of a volunteer, handed out over 2,000 here. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It's no coincidence that this is Arizona's state flag</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And this is our flag. At this friendly Tucson Whole Foods, there was even a vegan maple donut goodness and pimento vegan cheese. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Out to dinner with Matt and Anne (VegFund and Our Hen House) we had this Thanksgiving-inspired deliciousness</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">Following Tucson we were off to Albuquerque to leaflet and to visit my sweet cuzuncle Steve and his wife Robin. </span></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Steve is a fine luthier, who has built guitars for many including a memorial guitar for me when Dad died. He and Rob completely fixed up the bouzouki to make it sound great, added a volume knob, cleaned it to better than new, and more - resulting in a great sounding instrument. </td></tr>
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Had a great visit with Steve and Robin. We also viewed one of the films Steve performed in as ...not an extra...but "Background Actor." He's been in all sorts of Western-themed films and other popular TV shows. As you can imagine, New Mexico is a great backdrop for many genres, but particularly Westerns.<br />
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After Albuquerque, we headed to Las Cruces to leaflet. On the way, we were treated to the most humble of rest stop facilities. <br />
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After Las Cruces, and before El Paso, we drove out to the dessert mountains to camp in the Organ Mountain National Recreation area. It's beautiful, peaceful, and quiet ... highly recommended. <br />
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The signs said that cougars came out at dusk, and as luck would have it, that's when we were there to hike. So we tentatively climbed up a couple of hills, snapped some photos, then headed back to our Weston.<br />
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After El Paso, my Papa's home town (he was born in a tent in Clondcroft, NM in 1910), we took the windy and long roads to Lubbock, TX, to leaflet at Texas Tech. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We only had 1.5 negative encounters - one was an Ag student saying, "We treat our animals great!" (yes, we all love cages/electric prods! Well...) and the second called me a hypocrite when asking me if I was "pro-life" (without waiting for answer. But yeah, it's "choice" camp I'm in).</td></tr>
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We performed at the Carousel Lounge in Austin - it was such a fun show. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bee Vs Moth - super nice people! Also, great band. I was reminded of D-Town Brass.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We visited our friend Jed, and stayed with him. He's going to open up a psychotherapy office in his apartment. I can't recall the theme. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Obnosticon were fantastic! I didn't realize that we'd previously played with the main singer, who is also in Foot Patrol, back <a href="http://bingecafe.blogspot.com/2010/03/spontaneity-and-nudity-our-trip-to-sxsw.html" target="_blank">when we did this</a>. </span></td></tr>
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In Austin, we went to a 24-hour diner that served up some crazy delicious vegan pancakes & veg sausage, and stayed up late (or early ... 4 am?) reminiscing about old Seattle times like when Rob threw his beer on a random patron at the Sunset instead of Jed.<br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">NOLA, just because</span></b><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">On the way to New Orleans, we stayed at this top of the line rest stop ... one of the best. I now have a "Rest Stop App" to better plan our free sleepings</td></tr>
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In NOLA, we stayed at another AirBnB, a private room in this mini-mansion in the Bywater neighborhood. Super nice folks.<br />
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We biked everywhere for the next few days....very flat and manageable. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Awesome vegan restaurant, Bhaka, located on the top floor of an old creaky velvety interior building</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The balcony seating looked on to a courtyard below - it was very cozy and French-y</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Outside on Frenchman street, a great bass band busked for the throngs of people</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Best thing in NOLA? A fous ball table on wheels ... I never thought to combine this game with a bicycle. What was I (not) thinking? </td></tr>
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We didn't really know what we were doing, so might have missed the good places (or maybe should have paid a high cover) but wherever we went it seemed like a frat scene ... I don't recall NOLA being this way on our other two visits, but I'm sure it hasn't changed that much. As with Las Vegas, and even Capital Hill, being around a bunch of drunk guys and gals drinking for the sake of drinking (rather than something more noble, such as drinking for your country!) is tiresome and boring. We avoided the worst places, and came across a nice band here:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">No cover? Magic words. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The next day we walked about 5 miles with Syba, first over this brass rainbow.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">On the other side was a park and the Mississippi</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Not sure what happened here, but it didn't look good</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vegan Andouille, what? Great dogs at Dreamie Weenies. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Back "home," we hit the Mirliton Festival, ran by and for the Bywater neighborhood association. They began the fest 25 years ago, with the notion that NOLA had a ton of fests, why not the Mirliton?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Foldies, not folded</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Paid tribute to my Uncle Rick here .... he died one year ago.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Seed was great, but definitely better ambiance at Bahka</td></tr>
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Our 2nd AM in NOLA, we woke up to Syba's right left being puffed out like a balloon. In Rob's words, she looked like Dumbo. So for the 3rd time on tour, we brought her to the vet. This time, it was surgery for her ear hemotoma (diagnosed in Las Vegas). Basically, from shaking her head too much, blood vessels burst and puffed out her ear. She went under (apparently not liking the "high" effect and wimpering) and got quilted ears as a result. She was the most sad, pitiful creature when we took her back ... ears fur-less and bleeding, deflated and droopy.<br />
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And so it was, she became our Cone Head. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A little stop in Birmingham botanical gardens, where dogs weren't allowed unless service dogs. Rob held my arm the entire way and we "passed."</td></tr>
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In Nashville, we stayed with friend David's wonderful Mom, in her comfy house nearby all our leafleting destinations.<br />
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The first day, we leafleted Belmont and Tennessee State. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Went vegetarian as a result of this leaflet two years ago. </td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">During two weeks of leafleting, we reached <b>16,050</b>
students with the plight of animals raised for food - with the help of
volunteers and the tips/notes of past Adopt-a-College "foot soldiers." This and seeing our friends/family was the highlight of our trip. That's why it's in larger font. </span><br />
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Next stop, Knoxville, for leafleting and our last show. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And Syba got her cone to fit into the #SybaSelfie spot (almost) </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Alley load-in for last show at the Preservation Pub in Knoxville, TN</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And here, Relentless</td></tr>
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The show was fantastic ... met several people who were interested in talking with us and buying merch, staying in contact, etc. One man said, "I totally got what you guys were doing." Which means maybe we don't if it's not just playing songs. That's kind of cool.<br />
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Super nice folks here, including those who run the pub. We met this great guy, Bill, who has lived in tents for years and survives by folk busking alone. He hasn't seen a doctor since 16 years old, and must be in his later 60s ... smoking away and drinking cheap beer. It's always inspiring to meet people who have led non-traditional lives, and get their perspective.<br />
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Speaking of, also met "Andrew" who was the token insane audience member slash regular. According to him, he was unjustly incarcerated for kidnapping/murder. He really liked our set. <br />
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The next day, we leafleted UNC Asheville then stopped at our favorite dog-friendly Book Exchange to catch up on some work.<br />
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The other day, Rob and I were wondering if Dogs have long-term memory - and I mean, wondering in the research sense - we know our Syba remembers it all - especially where the trash is hidden. Found a study from '13 that points to them having long-term memory. <br />
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However, all doubts were cast aside right before we reached our neighborhood. Syba had her head in my lap, looking her typical somber and sulky self while in Weston. Suddenly, as we pulled up to the the dog park, Syba immediately sat up, looked around, eyes wide open, sniffing, shuffling to get out ... she was happiness embodied.<br />
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So good to have gone. But better to be home right now.<br />
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And an attempt to tie-in our opening theme with end of blog, all professional-like:<br />
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We may have lost one space, but we've gained an earlier period. No, wait.<br />
One less space in the near-term means ,,, more space later.<br />
Naw. No more space talk. <br />
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Hope to see you at our homecoming show Thursday November 6th at the Pinhook with the Jews & Catholics and the Wigg Report. <a href="https://www.facebook.com/events/724004414345881/" target="_blank">Be invited</a>!<br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Is everything a selfie? When are we over-sharing?
I don't know the lines by definition, but when it happens the feeling is not dissimilar to experiencing an annoying advertisement. So I figure it's a thing. How much
can we be involved with one another's lives? How much do you need to
see from me, and by extension, my band? (Bandies. You heard it here first.) </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: large;">It's less about the sharer and more about the habits of
continuously processing stimuli – stunning photos, albeit, in many
cases – still akin to spending hours in museums until you can't see
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">One of
our good, dear friends Dawn (Yarner Studios) and I were discussing
her explorations of audience, and what this comprises. What does it mean to release music out into the world? Well, my friends, stay tuned for some creative new ways she's cooking up in the coming year. Seriously, it's some good crazy Wendy Spitzer type stuff. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Musician or not, we all crave being heard or social media wouldn't be so successful. Being ignored is felt deeply as loss of audience, whether that is the literal -- playing a show to people texting selfies and talking, or playing to no one, selling no records, etc. -- somehow, it's the recognition that your voice isn't significant. The ultimate unlike. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I thought back to
when I was writing my Dad a letter one time, making sure to tell him
all the good things (before he died, naturally), and in a flash
though of how that letter was really to me, in the future; somehow,
to prove that I told him how much he mattered. Similarly,
these blogs and photos are a way of remembering, for me, as much as
they are for sharing updates you may or may not want to see. </span>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">All packed, dog head in position</td></tr>
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and I kicked off our 10-year bandiversary tour with a stop in DC at
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">More stickers than my kid-canopy bedframe</td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: large;">We were excited to be playing the debut show of
Jon Camp, our friend and <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AaPpi46oDgE&feature=youtu.be" target="_blank">animal rights hall of fame inductee</a> who
happens also to be an excellent musician. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jon Camp at Velvet Lounge by Sarah de Munck</td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: large;">He played his debut show
with us to celebrate the release of his first album, Earwig, which
will hit stands soon. You can preview Earwig here [<a href="https://www.facebook.com/joncampmusic?ref_type=bookmark" target="_blank">LINK</a>]. The bill
couldn't have been more perfectly paired (that is, we were the odd
band out – the other two were perfect pair), with Andras Fekete's
Boat Burning opening. </span>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">In the absence of a photo from the show (forthcoming when I figure out my camera) I present Lightin Rick's photo of Andras conducting</td></tr>
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Burning invited Jon Camp and BB to play for their last song, which
was a mini version of Music for Massed guitars. It was a phenomenal experience, and I was a bit intimidated at first. As we went along, it all made sense ... and was a fun way to open the show together. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Post-show with the Campers!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cupcake, redux</td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: large;">As we headed to our parked car, we came across a good omen: </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: large;">The road isn't so bad when it's stations are decorated with plant life. Ferns n' fuel.</span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ferns at every endcap. And special treatment (if yr big). </td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: large;">We're trying to get as much camping in as possible on this trip. It's a nice break from the Urban Jungle. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Syba also takes breaks from us. Here, at left. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And a closeup. Because, when you're trying to get alone time, it's nice to get your portrait taken.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">No description needed for this pairing. Except, thanks to my former co-worker Bells- a delicious wine.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rob found a way to secure the Foldys on top of Weston</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I fell right back in to cooking in Weston ... to all those people who need counter space ... you don't</td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Onward to Philadelphia. Though we weren't able to secure a show due to our last-minute booking for much of this tour, we had to stop and get some work done + vegan treats at Grindcore: </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"> If I could set up shop and live here I probably would. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Specifically, I'd live here, on this plate, next to or on the mocha cheesecake.</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We could even keep Syba nearby (and entertained via Kong - oh Kong! - what would we do without you?)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And some Field Roast pastrami deliciousness. Background: Rob's devoured sandwich</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Next we forgot the parts of our memories where it said that truck stops were different than rest stops and really, really, really loud. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">In the background: trucks (engines running)</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">We couldn't leave Love's Truck Stop soon enough. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ready to jump out by New York; threatening paw.</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Visiting NYC by foot? 9 out of 10 stars. By bike? I'm sure it's high. By Weston with Syba? 3 stars. However, there was some reprieve in the form of the dog beach at Brooklyn's Prospect Park. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Biggest water bowl ever</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">The next day, we returned to the park earlier, and the were about 10 dogs running around completely off leash. Syba was content to fetch (steal) tennis balls, run around the grass area, and dip. Perhaps contributing to the <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2010/07/11/nyregion/11parks.html?pagewanted=all" target="_blank">Prospect/Central Park rivalry</a>, some nice park users said Prospect was way better because at Central Park they make you leash your dogs after 9 am, whereas this rule is not enforced at Prospect. All I could think was, dogs can be unleashed and it's legal, at any time? Damn, we have a ways to go.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">We might have to side with Prospect after we'd long left the dog beach and a man came running up after us in a different section of the park. "Is this your phone?" he asked. It was in fact Beloved's iphone, which had slipped out of his trunks onto the bench at the dog beach. "I recognized you due to the dog picture on the phone." Another reason to have photos of your dog on everything. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">S'nice in Brooklyn. Outdoor seating good for dogs, except your dog has to be on the other side of the iron fence. </td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Which might seem like jail to them. Or us. But she had Kong.</span></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Just like Syba awakens in the woods, Rob's at his most natural in the Aikido dojo. Here he stopped in for a session in Brooklyn. You can read more on his forthcoming blog "Rojo." </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rob after class. The sensei at this Dojo was taught by one of the students in this photo, who was in turn taught by <b>Morihei Ueshiba, the </b>inventor of Aikido pictured to the far left. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cookies n' Cream</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A cool fence + Rob, part I</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cool fence, part II + upside down floaty head to left of Rob</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Culmination of cool fence, final chapter</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dun Well Donuts, Brooklyn. All vegan, all donut. No bathrooms. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Vegan toilet. See, we do poop.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Favorite place by far. Champs Bakery in Brooklyn. Diner style awesome food. A music video shoot to the right while we dined. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My tuno salad with "bacon" and some sandwich for Rob.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Though Rob cautioned against it, I took home a slide of lemon cake. This would later be our post-show dinner after Syba ate our dinners while in Weston during the show.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Going to Manhattan #sybaselfie</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Weston in the lower east side atmosphere, across from the club we played, Leftfield.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pre-show foods at Moby's Teany. Because, you know, we were hungry again.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">What can I say? <a href="http://www.google.com/url?sa=t&rct=j&q=&esrc=s&source=web&cd=2&cad=rja&uact=8&ved=0CCUQFjAB&url=http%3A%2F%2Ftherungs.bandcamp.com%2F&ei=f1_vU8TUPNHlsASj0YLQBw&usg=AFQjCNE7XHkuiITXnznwzd48pbZMH7lmog&sig2=3De6etLpdHFprLfgR79GoQ&bvm=bv.73231344,d.cWc" target="_blank">The Rungs</a> were phenomenal. Listen to them! Thanks to Schooner/Organos for connecting us!</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Leftfield, though? I'd never play there again for a few reasons. First, it doesn't seem like an original music venue that actually cares about bands in the way somewhere like the Cake Shop, which we played last time, does. The folks that greeted us were nice, but there was some bartendatude. Though we were legally parked (and this is hard to find in NYC) the bartender told us to move our van so that patrons could see their club (um, we need to load equipment). </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">There was another show going on downstairs, with the most gawd-awful sounding classic rockish band in the world with drunk cheers leaking into our empty space. It was worth it just to play with <a href="http://www.google.com/url?sa=t&rct=j&q=&esrc=s&source=web&cd=2&cad=rja&uact=8&ved=0CCUQFjAB&url=http%3A%2F%2Ftherungs.bandcamp.com%2F&ei=f1_vU8TUPNHlsASj0YLQBw&usg=AFQjCNE7XHkuiITXnznwzd48pbZMH7lmog&sig2=3De6etLpdHFprLfgR79GoQ&bvm=bv.73231344,d.cWc" target="_blank">the Rungs</a>, but I don't recommend this place to other touring bands. It was my fault for booking too late!</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Happily out of the van, illegally on Rob's sister Jaime's couch</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rob and sister Jaime, on the way to Bridgeport, CT for a show</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bob. He actually introduces all the bands. He tirelessly supports indie music in CT.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Talking to Walls</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rob Beloved's Twin Peaks shot by sister Jaime</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Met some super nice kids at this show who had just
been to the Vibes festival, Bridgeport's Burning Man (sort of). This is
the show where Rob's loop pedal went to loop pedal afterlife and we had some absences of key sounds during songs. </span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Note that I did not mention nor include a photo of
the first act, who shall hereinafter go unnamed due to what I'm going
to call playnleave. It's a phenomenon excusable only in two distinct
scenarios: 1) someone you know and/or love is in dire need and you must
evacuate immediately or 2) the room is so packed you wouldn't be missed
anyway. There are smaller reasons that playnleave is permissible, such
as needing to leave for the next stop and get an early start, but this
reason must be accompanied by a short statement to the band you're
leaving pre-show. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">In
this particular case, the first act (solo dude with guitar) was not our
cup of Chai, but in in true Curtis Eller fashion* in the interest of
the show we cheered, we sat up front, we sang along. Then, during our
first song, after he stood talking in the back, then left. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">Holy tamale! Good luck with that approach. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">/bitterness</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">*<span style="font-size: small;">A couple years ago Curtis Eller wisely noted the benefit of making a show not just about your set but good for the entire lineup - and I'm interpreting that as not just while playing (which is great to keep in mind) but from the sidelines. </span> </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Visiting Jaime in CT was a great chance to relax and bring out the foldies.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rails to trails in Vernon, CT. Rob multitasking (photo by Jaime)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lonely foldy</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cousins (April & Syba)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sister Jaime, Grandma Hazel, Rob</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">It was great to visit Rob's sister, who hosted us, and grandma, Hazel; as well as Rob's nephew Roger, cousins & more. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Troy & Julie's kids Karl & Gwendolyn </td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Next, Providence, RI. Rob's Dad has lived here for over 20 years, and we had a show. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rob Senior and Rob JR</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rob, Rob, and Nicki, who kindly hosted us during our stay and made great vegan foods; in the meantime, a genuine vegan bakery!</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"> The
show in Providence was nothing short of awesome. From the bands we
shared the bill with, to the space, to the sold out crowd ... we had an
awesome time at Psychic Readings. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">The set opened with Dan Dodd - if you get a chance, <a href="https://fromthetrance.bandcamp.com/" target="_blank">listen to his songs</a>. I didn't want his set to end ... it was a lullaby of sincere encouragement. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Next up was a duo (for this show), Divey:</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Divey</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Then we played (video forthcoming). It was one of those perfect shows where there was a good crowd who participated, made you feel welcome, signed up, bought merch, etc etc. We were <span style="font-size: large;">followed by our buds Tapestries - <a href="https://tapestriesusa.bandcamp.com/" target="_blank">awesome stuff</a> & also fronted by a great vocalist.</span></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tapestries</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rob watching the Tapestries</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cool ghost picture of Tapestries</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Huge thanks to <a href="http://motifri.com/mobile-diy-folk-rockers-celebrate-10-years/" target="_blank">Motif</a> and the <a href="http://providence.thephoenix.com/music/159312-off-the-couch-brass-n-binge/" target="_blank">Providence Phoenix</a> for writing about BB and the show! And to Psychic Readings for hosting it. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">While <span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">in Providence I also used the "Y Away" program to work out here and in CT. Thanks Y!</span></span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;"> </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">The
next day we spent mostly in Providence with Rob's Dad and friend; I got
a traumatic haircut (will share details with you in person...). We
left after dinner heading to Canada ... which I might say is a bit
farther than anticipated...</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Doggie patience</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Beginning of doggie impatience</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Same stool, different direction</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Full blown doggie impatience; trying out different seats</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Doggie equivalent of "are we there yet?" at Canadian border</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We ask people "What are you going to do today?" and have them draw it as shows. One example.</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Next up was a show at the Cavern, part Hostel, part bar/club. Our motivation for visiting Toronto however is our family. Two of my Dad's brothers settled here and we are visiting them + our cousins and their kids. To kick things off, our show. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Merch table ... we bring the table. Sometimes bands must think we're rude to take up the entire table, not realizing that we brought it, and put their CDs on the edge. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pre-show</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Databats! In green ... </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Blue...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Blue switch</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Green switch</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rob and cousin Maria </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Deeper Arcades ... super nice guy with some awesome beats!</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">After the show we were (almost) off to the lake cottage and received a warm welcome.</span> <br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"> It was great to get away from the city for a bit and enjoy perfectly temperatured days, even though they were in Celsius. </span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My uncle Sotos, combing his grandson Daniel's hair</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Strategy #2, Syba trying to be together at the end of the dock</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Today we're heading to try Yam Chops (world's only vegan butcher?) and a vegan bakery near their home. HELLO, TORONTO!!</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Next stop Detroit ... more selfies and bandies soon. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">We've assembled some old photos and our new 10 year Bandiversary photo shoot (by the excellent <a href="http://kimgrayphotography.tumblr.com/">Kim Gray Photography</a>) in video format. Find the mustachioed Rob!
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<span style="font-size: large;">We're also starting to add some shows, which <a href="http://belovedbinge.com/tour/" target="_blank">you can find here</a>. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">The family is getting ready to go back on the road again. We've been a band for 10 years, are quitting our day jobs, and heading out for 3 months across the USA. (One of the months we'll be stationary in the NW - September - while we visit friends & family, attend a wedding, eat at all 20+ of the vegan restaurants, etc.)</span><br />
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<br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Beloved Binge is going to the studio September 5 - 8th next week to be recorded analog style by Jerry of Duck Kee Studios, and produced by Syba of dog land.
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<br />Our 4th album is yet to be named, but will contain 15 songs accidentally chronicling our story from our Big Tour in '08-'09, a really sad event whose Sept '09 anniversary is the week we are recording, and more adventures. Yet, Rob declared after we test-recorded yesterday: "I think we are making a pop album." I am hoping this is not the case: you will have to let us know.
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<br />Jason from the Center for Documentary Studies will be video taping part of our recording session, which means I will need to avoid throwing my drum sticks to express opinions. They are the most useful tools of expression otherwise, so I highly recommend 5Bs plastic tip.
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<br />Plans are to release the album on a flash drive necklace, and include a copy of both <span style="font-style: italic;">Seeing Through the Fence</span> and <span style="font-style: italic;">Backpack Drumset</span> as well as other doo-dads, and also to release a limited number of vinyl-style copies with art by a super good friend of ours.
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<br />After our recording session next week, we are happy to be playing a Hopscotch day party!
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<br />You are invited: <a href="http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=170430726367562"> http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=170430726367562</a></span>
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<br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Future plans with flash/albums are to tour in 2012 in the US and to Europe via cargo ship.
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<br />Hope to see you at the day party and/or on the ship!
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<br />Love,
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It's a tight network of people that you can call on when you need something in their town and vice-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">versa</span>. Just last week we received a CD from an Omaha musician we met on our '08-'09 tour, and we regularly keep in contact with another guy in Ohio we met at WE Fest in Wilmington. And more. <br /><br />The band we played with last night, Mr. Free & the Satellite <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Freakout</span>, knew the space we played in their hometown, Tucson, as well as the band we played with. There is little explaining. </span><span style="font-family:arial;">I can tell ya, there is nothing like finding good people and knowing you have a cell. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">I cannot think of many other situations where you meet up with complete strangers, hang out for 8 hours (or overnight) trade music you both made up, </span></span><span style="font-family:arial;">then part until you may or may not share the floor/stage again for months or years to come in maybe a different city. </span><span style="font-family:arial;">Another great thing about touring is you get to visit people you care about and have QT, which makes it a fun way to tour and travel. <br /><br /><br />Now that I'm looking for full time work again, I am going to miss being on the road for extended periods. We're still planning on regional tours and of course can take vacation to tour. Somehow this feels different than giving up stability to barely sustain yourself, then to meet others doing the same thing. What other career asks you to commute 200 miles, load and unload heavy equipment up stairs or in the heat, play for 30-45 minutes to, at times, three people, load out again, stay and watch others, then, a few hours later, accept $0 - 50 divided by 10-15 people, then maybe sleep on a floor? This job description requires a unique mix of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">perseverance</span>, hope, and imbalance.<br /><br />Speaking of, Beloved Binge have one more mini-tour coming up in August. We're excited to be playing with L. Brown <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Odessey</span> again, this time in Charleston, SC, then returning to Club Drink in Myrtle Beach. After that, we're not scheduling anything for the Fall so we can develop our new songs and release our fourth album. We're taking our time. It's going to be <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Bouzoukied</span> all over the place and we hope you will find it playable.<br /><br />In the meantime, we're excited to announce a split 7" -- OK -- not announcing it officially yet, but more to come.<br /><br />Back to last night. We played in Greensboro. Starting out our evening we met members of the three other bands and drove to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">WQFS</span> radio for an on-air appearance around 5 pm. <br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsqrIA9g_y6dj_MU3BKygoqUf-dc72Ya4H3br1Ea-j0vchoMCw8n0zps6CyucItIQChiO9ansDwQi9h2dx9l_nKqIAdY6SWI1pG28kLGlpdIFW-GWhgaM55g40rPc7WtA5w3hW/s1600/P7240008.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsqrIA9g_y6dj_MU3BKygoqUf-dc72Ya4H3br1Ea-j0vchoMCw8n0zps6CyucItIQChiO9ansDwQi9h2dx9l_nKqIAdY6SWI1pG28kLGlpdIFW-GWhgaM55g40rPc7WtA5w3hW/s400/P7240008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497926792995756754" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">As one of the members of Mr. Free asked on air, "Is anyone going to ask why this man is wearing a toga?" </span><br /></span><br />Following the radio show, we went out and ate a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">falafel</span> pita wrap with Danny of the Raving Knaves. We first met Danny when he ran house shows at the Elam House, and we played there back in '07 or '06. Super nice guy who does sound and used to be in Boxcar Bertha. <br /><br />The space we played <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">CFBGs</span> is a small gallery with an awesome <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">foosball</span> table. Lately I've been challenging people to random tennis and mini-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">korg</span> duels with little to no hope of actually winning. It was in this spirit that I trash-talked both a random attendee and a Mr. Free band member then challenged them to a duel. Though victory is important, it is not critical. <br /><br />That night Mr. Free & the Satellite <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Freakout</span> began the show with a foaming from the mouth singer who posed in strange statue positions for parts of songs:<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhJe66A5arQSE5D3cDV0QW-WnlPM4WY-mSiyzyxiNcB9Z5oNSBve0Mxk6IXiCYwlSPVou2VGqoIXkYKrxja560ZhXONjOl-MMXg1EuXcSL0t0qMIxTFBER7uJhRDutSmY5fvDR/s1600/mrfreesatellitefreakouts.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhJe66A5arQSE5D3cDV0QW-WnlPM4WY-mSiyzyxiNcB9Z5oNSBve0Mxk6IXiCYwlSPVou2VGqoIXkYKrxja560ZhXONjOl-MMXg1EuXcSL0t0qMIxTFBER7uJhRDutSmY5fvDR/s400/mrfreesatellitefreakouts.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497926796831400930" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />Following Mr. Free were the Raving Knaves, popped driving without a license punk:<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI0oEoUx7lE0Zzo8K56u5xWOyEIwOt_KzXA7VVFe5p3wvwhqggVfAfVQDYo1Lsj9GiVDKIdw7ngkzTAOVY9ECSdyNVe4QHGnNEXMKVYmH4mtaheLtU2ki-vlSIcD8W984T-LZm/s1600/P7240014.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI0oEoUx7lE0Zzo8K56u5xWOyEIwOt_KzXA7VVFe5p3wvwhqggVfAfVQDYo1Lsj9GiVDKIdw7ngkzTAOVY9ECSdyNVe4QHGnNEXMKVYmH4mtaheLtU2ki-vlSIcD8W984T-LZm/s400/P7240014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497926808946335410" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />We played next, then closing the night was Mr. Toga with his band Silver Bullet.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxEDB6SPnlhvP3gzIETOBjH4FtdVWtd4NclS6RFZhyJIgJb6mQpDli3tJJSgWL5F7m15tt0AtZs9iXgZdFAsfLDRLNTRbA68zAiz2sfMNU6-idVHgvktlg_54hvHIa6ACvp10Q/s1600/P7240016.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxEDB6SPnlhvP3gzIETOBjH4FtdVWtd4NclS6RFZhyJIgJb6mQpDli3tJJSgWL5F7m15tt0AtZs9iXgZdFAsfLDRLNTRbA68zAiz2sfMNU6-idVHgvktlg_54hvHIa6ACvp10Q/s400/P7240016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497926814713769458" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I'll be posting videos soon on <a href="www.youtube.com/bingecafe">www.youtube.com/bingecafe</a>.<br /><br />In the meantime, it's onward to the job boards. <br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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Akin to Seattle's Hempfest. </span></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">If May were a soup it would be minestrone -- lots of little beans and grains. This month finds Binge and Beloved engaged in many different pursuits and activities. Except not skydiving. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY3M4o9C02Vc92cIz05NtPfxxVmmI6wDeRg5QKfgZBnRko4qILBI-3AqyrLT01WFLKm-ppz__FuoH3TmYPG17O-32Dtc_Pi9p1RbZJZOHkGY-EEwGEPjJehDfRsgqDn0zt_ikd/s1600/joy+in+red.jpg"><br /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieb9qzvfMvgLNrGB7zNId9MTJcEJS67SbA_bExvot5a3vNDes648fsUeOP8mmf0KzKEmIhqOCpla8YPzaskVAsBiFXC3E4Jf7789MDPNZEZSTXLvWl_2TLe6ONl_5l_6Hu9lXC/s1600/joy+in+red2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieb9qzvfMvgLNrGB7zNId9MTJcEJS67SbA_bExvot5a3vNDes648fsUeOP8mmf0KzKEmIhqOCpla8YPzaskVAsBiFXC3E4Jf7789MDPNZEZSTXLvWl_2TLe6ONl_5l_6Hu9lXC/s400/joy+in+red2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471556820026326978" border="0" /></a><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Picture taken by the awesome Jeremy of Effingham. </span></span><br /><br /></div><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Rob Beloved debuts with Joy in Red this upcoming week on May 19th at a house show (</span><a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.myspace.com/joyinred">songs & info here</a><span style="font-family:arial;">). I'm not just saying this as Ms. Beloved: JIR are simply amazing. Something about the combination of Matthew of Sequoya's banjo + mountain screams and Rob's guitar glued together with longtime musician but newer drummer Mike Wright (Cairo & Byproduct. He also recorded, mixed, and mastered the songs on MS) makes JIR powerfully rich and, I think, lasting.<br /><br /><br />Fittingly, the group began on our porch as an acoustic jam of Rob and Matthew, interrupted at 1:00 am only by the incessant honking of a neighbor's Aunt (who later returned and did a 'drive by honk' to spite us). The first output incorporates as much mountain (Lazareth's Mountain) as 'hood (Mama's Milk). <a href="http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=107803242595470&ref=ts">Invite</a>. </span> <span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /><br /><br />This moment finds me typing in Weston, returning from our first show in Athens. We played an early show at the Go Bar with Black Balloon --<br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsrcoa67z48JOZ4a-GfQpYwY1DWgcRhB5EP9TW_zKt-ojsNowrHsK4GKPTnEM-eP2QCUddkHSuSivAgil_P9egbbt3Ms5-xEEP0si_Tb6tljJewpkdAIuIFTxXR6K8q_8AAJMx/s1600/Black+Balloon.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsrcoa67z48JOZ4a-GfQpYwY1DWgcRhB5EP9TW_zKt-ojsNowrHsK4GKPTnEM-eP2QCUddkHSuSivAgil_P9egbbt3Ms5-xEEP0si_Tb6tljJewpkdAIuIFTxXR6K8q_8AAJMx/s400/Black+Balloon.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471620941743860370" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />and Brer Paladin.<br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0_5bh5kYRxCjq7MZYiym8QhwjYbo_nVwBQB4kGa04e6W2ROoRCiJUS3JbnVbHpB1zOQCAZQo5RbBrsgyN1P8WxMrcRaEM018WpV9mDRjjVOUfHW_a0OA_aN6pkvTbzuoK442i/s1600/Brer.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0_5bh5kYRxCjq7MZYiym8QhwjYbo_nVwBQB4kGa04e6W2ROoRCiJUS3JbnVbHpB1zOQCAZQo5RbBrsgyN1P8WxMrcRaEM018WpV9mDRjjVOUfHW_a0OA_aN6pkvTbzuoK442i/s400/Brer.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471620943306207570" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />I'll be uploading videos soon at my </span><a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://youtube.com/bingecafe">Youtube channel</a><span style="font-family:arial;">. </span> <span style="font-family:arial;">Though there were more people who arrived late for the Karaoke following our show (no comment) we enjoyed playing and meeting the kind Chris of Black Balloon. He was so sweet that he offered us money to film his show the next night since our show was less than profitable. How awesome is that?<br /><br /><br />It seems to me, though, that touring, especially new cities, is initially about the hand shake. There is a power to in-person that cannot be recreated online or from a distance. Only in the showing up, half the battle according to Woody Allen, is something planted for future return harvesting (it's Spring, so forgive the banal gardening analogy).<br /><br />Even with low-turnout shows in new cities, you get to meet both venue reps and/or bands, they see you play, you catch their show, they talk with you. Typically, we've found, that it is in these meetings that future arrangements for better shows are created. Or just call me Polyannabinge and continue to sulk over these sad shows.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;">In addition to the hand shake, we got to eat at the infamous Grit, which has outdoor seating convenient for dog-traveling. My favorite thing about the Grit are the wide and delicious selection of vegan cakes. However, I've been off sugar for almost a month excepting the <a href="http://bingecafe.blogspot.com/2010/04/touring-and-prioritizing.html">Rosetta's controlled lapse</a>. What's a gal to do? Sometimes pictures speak more than words.<br /><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijOzzmhc7aRRmMevatxdB5OGe_Fs6vTZYFTRrmHElDNcXS-S6TFsqeJFU8wz5wbrgWPCTvawkAZiPtFVRAgjKFihtQqoojcFZKZIIS4S7rP8mIl0crve70ilQ5_Pbn8GSrLBgl/s1600/robcake.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijOzzmhc7aRRmMevatxdB5OGe_Fs6vTZYFTRrmHElDNcXS-S6TFsqeJFU8wz5wbrgWPCTvawkAZiPtFVRAgjKFihtQqoojcFZKZIIS4S7rP8mIl0crve70ilQ5_Pbn8GSrLBgl/s400/robcake.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471620949712452738" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;"> <span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">I shared.</span></span></span><br /><br /></div><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;">It was only one slice, but per Beloved, he noticed an increase in temper and irritability. Is a study accurate when only one person is the participant, and the other the evaluator? According to my college statistics course, not so much, but in this case, I'd say Beloved has a solid study finding. In addition to a black eye. Kidding! </span><span><span><del>Later on she had chocolate almond-milk ice cream bonbon truffles.</del></span></span><span style="font-family:arial;">. <span style="font-style: italic;">Quiet Beloved! They were new products and had to be tested!</span><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;">Tonight we're playing and screening in Charlotte at a nice place called Pura Vida. But first it's off to the Leeanne-recommended Zizi's -- which boasts my *</span><a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://awesomevegan2go.com/index.php?p=1_2_Menu">dream menu</a><span style="font-family:arial;">* and is exactly what I'm talkin' about when I'm blabbering for the 1,000th time that Durham needs a 'down home cooking cheap eatery' for the veg & veg-option wanting community. </span> <span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /><br />In addition to Rob's show on Wednesday, Beloved Binge's first show in Chapel Hill for a loooong time is this Thursday at the Reservoir. We're so very happy to be playing with our favorites Ponchos from Peru out of Wilmington, as well as Actual Persons Living or Dead. Come check out the show! <a href="http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=118223664867810&ref=mf">Invite</a>. Hosted by Rod Serling.<br /><br /><br />This week Binge Cafe will host a friend from DC, participate in outreach at the APS walk for animals and, the next day, the Bull Days of Durham, and take part in the Cleveland Holloway first ever Block Party organized by the awesome Catherine of Midtown Dickens. We'll be BBQ'ing and hanging out on Primitive Saturday after 1 pm.<br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;">Speaking o' outreach, if anyone of you wanted to give Rob a present or me (just because?) you can most certainly and happily do it through this event we're participating in, where we have been transformed into Team Triangle. Your $ will go to an org that works at reduction of suffering most strategically, philosophically, and effectively -- an org we would leave our house to in the event of death. </span><a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://teamvegan.biz/team/elenirob">See our team profile here</a><span style="font-family:arial;">, complete with Syba adorable-ness, and donate a few bucks if you can! Your donation will be good for at least 10 birthdays/holidays. </span> <span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /><br />At the end of the month, we're heading down to Wilmington to camp & play WE Fest, and annual festival of mostly DIY bands from all over the US taking over the Soapbox and other nearby stages in the city. At $1 per day, the fest is one of the most affordable around for 12 hours of music. That's like less than .10 per hour. Cheap!</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">In addition to part time work, I continue to work on compiling & writing </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" >Tales of a Greek Father </span><span style="font-family:arial;"> and setting up screenings (locally) of </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" >Seeing Through the Fence</span><span style="font-family:arial;">.<br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;">In the book category Rob is reading Edward Abbey's </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" >Monkey Wrench Gang</span><span style="font-family:arial;">, and, to keep with the animal-title theme, I am just about finished with Jonathan Safran Foer's </span><a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.eatinganimals.com/"><span style="font-style: italic;">Eating Animals</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;">, a highly entertaining and accessible (as well as devastating) read about the state of our current food industry as it pertains to the raising, transporting, and killing of animals for food.<br /><br /><br />He writes frequently about our forgetting and remembering, critical to sustain the current factory system. 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<br /><span style="font-family:arial;">First of all, we're super excited to be playing the CD release party for Free Electric State this Friday 4/16. We'll be at the Pinhook, starting at 10, followed by A Rooster for the Masses. <a href="http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=106627489372241&ref=ss#%21/event.php?eid=107060892659132&ref=ts">The Facebook invite</a>. </span><span style="font-family:arial;">We saw FES recently at the Cat's Cradle, opening the show for Deerhunter and Schooner. They were amazingly good. Nick's melodic guitar sentences channel the Pixies, and Shirle's voice reminds me of one of my favorite singers BITD Carrie Akre (Hammerbox, Goodness).
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<br />A few weekends ago we headed to Greensboro to play at the Flat Iron with Pinche Gringo & Crystal Bright & the Silver Hands. Pinche Gringo was a one-man band prior, and still retains a foot-operated snare he trades off with the kick while playing guitar. Here he is live:</span>
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<br /><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Crystal Bright are new. Flippy did not fully capture their sound (or sight) but :
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<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;">We returned to Greensboro a few days ago, this time to play with Bart of Invisible's newer project Workday/Schoolnight.
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<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;">He's got a series of thrift-store tapes that he uses to dub into the mixes. Here he is in action:</span></p>
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<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;">We also shared the bill with Cassis Orange, one of whom will be moving to Durham! The drummer is based out of DC.
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<br /><p><span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Here is a short video:</span></p><p>
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<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;">After our Greensboro show, we headed to Boone to leaflet. Boone students were incredibly nice and I met a professor who is interested in hosting a screening next Fall. We're planning on largely staying home and touring NC and surrounding states primarily. I realized that we'd been all over the country, but hardly screened <span style="font-style: italic;">Seeing Through the Fence</span> in NC at all. Silly. I'm mapping out all NC colleges and universities now. If you know any professors who might be interested in screening the one-hour version for their class, let me know.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;">
<br />We also stopped by Asheville, primarily to leaflet, but arrived later than expected and were rained out. Lucky for us, Rosetta's awaited and we ordered a variety of foods you see here -- vegan mac & cheese, mashed potatoes & gravy, tacos with soyrizo, and a tempeh reuben.
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<br />If comfort food were a mattress, we bought the memory foam. I'm avoiding overt sugar like cupcakes, but just in Durham. Since the strawberry cake did not reside in Durham, I allowed myself a small discretion and ordered a slice. To my credit, I left about one bite uneaten, and shared it with Beloved.
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<br />After our eyes bigger than stomach meal, we decided to take a walk around Asheville. On our walk, Syba stumbled upon a friend.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;">
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<br />Since Syba has proven to be smart through a battery of tests conducted due to some sour rumors began by our good friend Joe (tests consisted of a tennis ball, bowl, and me), we assumed she knew her friend the pig was brass.
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<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;">It's common knowledge that dogs have a great sense of smell, but this sense must be super-power strong if she's picking up any scent here:</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
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<br />We'll be having that Santa Claus talk with her, "There is no brass butt..." etc.
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<br />After Asheville we headed to Cullowhee, to leaflet the next day. Due to several rock slides, parts of 40 was closed and it took us a heck of a lot of U-turns to find our way to this small town.
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<br />The next day, on our way to Knoxville to leaflet and play a show, we passed through several small towns including Gatlinburg, TN. I had no idea that hidden in the Smokey Mountains was a tourist trap including the spinning wheel of DEATH.
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<br /></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNdsxVk17MjAdOintgIOjXCcY3NBJM5lTZNBo2u9jAnevn4EpQMTRNq_yc9_eWJn8nj68e-daHKVqm0SZeNpZwI_rzCuz2VO9SDdeglMzaF_vIrhBqWKpZXxgaUhg7mceGzfN5/s1600/P4090010.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNdsxVk17MjAdOintgIOjXCcY3NBJM5lTZNBo2u9jAnevn4EpQMTRNq_yc9_eWJn8nj68e-daHKVqm0SZeNpZwI_rzCuz2VO9SDdeglMzaF_vIrhBqWKpZXxgaUhg7mceGzfN5/s400/P4090010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460148496648883042" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Fake Wheel of Death!</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"> (Based on real Wheel of Death. It keep on turnin.')
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<br />I'd rather be on that wheel than in a Tourist Trap. But it did seem like a fun place to spend a few hours, kind of like a guilty pleasure book/show such as the Three's Company episode I watched the other night.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;">
<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Death simulations aside, it was a beautiful drive, but we had to stop once to let Weston's brake pads cool off because they were smelling like burning plastic due to all the hillly ups and downs.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;">
<br />I did have time to prioritize while Rob drove. I've been a bit overwhelmed lately both with all of the projects I'd like to start and other daily interferences such as email and Facebook. At one point I had decided to minimize my distraction exposure by creating<span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> Facebook Fridays</span>. Translation: only checking this time-zapper one day a week.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;">
<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;">The problem is, as a person managing a band and film, staying in regular contact is part of the guacamole dip. But with the charming alliteration, like Meatless Mondays, it's hard to resist the idea of Facebook Fridays. It might see it's day.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;">
<br />In any case, I took the time to list the projects I'm working on and would like to begin, prioritized them all, then broke each into smaller tasks as suggested by time management professionals. This way, when I start work on something, I make sure it is in the priority category.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;">
<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;">First priority is screenings of Seeing Through the Fence combined with leafleting/activism. After seeing all of the investigative footage coming out lately, <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=59f3xeUgChc"><span style="text-decoration: underline;">including this</span></a>, it's hard not to take some form of action.
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<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Once complete (though priority #1 will be ongoing), I can move on to the next project. For instance, one project I'd like to start is a series of tour stories from bands, compiled into a book entitled <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Breaking Down: Stories from the Road</span>. But that's priority #4 right now.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;">
<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Another project is a series of interviews, kind of like a talk show, from our porch (both literal and traveling porch). But this is later on the list as well.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;">
<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Beloved Binge also has a lot of new songs, and it has been two years since we've released an album. Nevertheless, this is priority three. My preference is to wait until we have even more new songs so we select only the best to appear on the album. We'd like to release our fourth album on USB flash drive and vinyl. This time around we'll be shopping around for some help once we figure out how to do that. It'll be DIY + help. The help we need is filtering. A sifter.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;">
<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Second priority after the documentary is a project I began even before my dad died this past September, a biography/memoir called <span style="font-style: italic;">Tales of a Greek Father</span>. I have a collection of Dad's writings about his childhood years in the village of Pirgos, Greece, during WWII and the Greek Civil War, as well as his experience shipping over to Canada in the 60's then opening over 25 restaurants in the US without credit.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;">
<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;">There is also another priority, a restaurant project that is currently top secret! But I'll dish soon enough. Which brings me to this blog: priority number 100. You can see I'm doing a good job with this. </span> </p>
<br /><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;">We spent the next morning and afternoon at a park named after one of our favorite bands, who ironically, we missed due to our Knoxville show. The park must be low on funds for editors because they misspelled it:
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<br /></a></p><span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;">Knoxville is trying to be known as the most dog-friendly town, so we heard, and this was carried out in many off-leash dogs rampling about in the fields and encircling river. Syba dipped and ran, repeat.
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<br />Then we were off to the Pilot Light for our show. The area reminded us of Seattle's Pioneer Square.
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<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;"> We'd been trying for some time to get a show at the Pilot Light, but never succeeded in getting a message back. I tried phone calls (old fashioned!) and emails (but never faxes). It occurred to me that booking a show is very much like launching a military offensive. As booking person, you are the General and the enemy is silence.
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<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;">This in mind, I saved my best weapon for last, a smattering of Facebook inquiries to Pilot Light page administrators until someone emailed me with a date. Some might consider this stalking; we call it strategy. But it would never work with <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;">Facebook Fridays</span>.
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<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;">In any case, the Pilot Light army are super-nice and we were happy to meet many of them at our show. As Anne from Cantwell, Gomez & Jorcan predicted, things in Knoxville start late, but we were on early.
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<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;"> The Pilot folks kindly let us start later, but there still was not much of a crowd. We were fortunate that a press contact I had emailed came out to the show, the publisher of Blank News. He will be writing up our show in their next issue. He also told us about a festival we should play, called Big Ears, saying we were two weeks too late this year since it happened in late March. Bands included The National, Sufjan Stevens, Joanna Newsom, & the Dirty Projectors. Luckily, he said, it sounds like they will be putting it on again next year.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;">
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<br />We rolled out of Knoxville around 2:30 am and headed home. Asheville on the way means another stop at Rosettas, but this time no cake.</p><p>
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<br /><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Beloved Binge will be playing some Raleigh, Chapel Hill, Charlotte, and Durham shows this summer, but otherwise no tour plans beyond NC for a few months at least. It's nice to be home to focus on writing new material, improving existing material, work on other projects, and watching the yard explode. But camping in parking lots will be missed, too. </span>
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</script></div>Eleni Bingehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14059321159461239182noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19875583.post-48308786485910305132010-03-15T23:07:00.015-04:002010-03-16T19:50:30.160-04:00Spontaneity and Nudity: Our trip to SXSW to play a film premiere afterparty<a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpysUV3VakNi7WxXGywNv4neFqbKEpiZbyowTs5qgI4rpaDpoCaMOc9Xi199EwvuwFwjqOXPVonhRKL2Se3sKndXuN8b5wtojQJ02F0gqCZQZwACxzOIkjOkptV2c_gZliop66/s1600-h/1a.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpysUV3VakNi7WxXGywNv4neFqbKEpiZbyowTs5qgI4rpaDpoCaMOc9Xi199EwvuwFwjqOXPVonhRKL2Se3sKndXuN8b5wtojQJ02F0gqCZQZwACxzOIkjOkptV2c_gZliop66/s400/1a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449064674478708066" border="0" /></a> <meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><title></title><meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 3.1 (Win32)"><style type="text/css"> <!-- @page { margin: 0.79in } P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --></style><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" >
<br />Not to worry, there are no pictures of nude BB to be found in this blog. You can keep reading.
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<br /></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">As you may know from our last blog, BB was invited to play the movie premiere afterparty of “The Weird World of Blowfly” at SXSW. Though we hadn't booked a tour around the event due to it being later-minute, we managed to get another show in Houston, and were up for the adventure, like pioneers heading West, but also South. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">This was one of our rare 'tours' without Syba. Perhaps feeling the guilt, Rob bought Syba a "Big Bite" before we left. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT2NcO9fxfm77X1Wa0k5xT0yNy4jcBsB6xv6A_tQIb3RSg0j5qKdtN3YfBtbMt-vjSXk3FNvzx4T6yCen-gRa_-UDTWh3ifwcEnRw7DNqFV4GQlcI2THrH5ADUH96LT7H9pV7_/s1600-h/2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT2NcO9fxfm77X1Wa0k5xT0yNy4jcBsB6xv6A_tQIb3RSg0j5qKdtN3YfBtbMt-vjSXk3FNvzx4T6yCen-gRa_-UDTWh3ifwcEnRw7DNqFV4GQlcI2THrH5ADUH96LT7H9pV7_/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449064683708249234" border="0" /></a></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Guilt diminishing, Rob played keep-away. But not for too long; our girl's got clever chops. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJfC9WRtzuu84a7VX1Yw_8UCiVqOSfb_xgUpwLcL89Tt6j0UEkvjcMT8rVpr90Tj_GWgtYePpR05eL46ZsFUf2jqSSpHnwEhab5DInq1oA3iNn6lhAleASeaKMj9dFoxagDcb3/s1600-h/3.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJfC9WRtzuu84a7VX1Yw_8UCiVqOSfb_xgUpwLcL89Tt6j0UEkvjcMT8rVpr90Tj_GWgtYePpR05eL46ZsFUf2jqSSpHnwEhab5DInq1oA3iNn6lhAleASeaKMj9dFoxagDcb3/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449064692609633138" border="0" /></a></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Also before leaving, Rob plowed our back and front yard, then went Little House on us and built a fence entirely made out of our old willow oak tree (pictures of fence to arrive soon on <a href="http://slopingbandhouse.blogspot.com/">Sloping Band House</a>).
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<br /></span> </p><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnmRlJNs6Nfr85QWX2oIipLc1rT12ZLuIlcujaeQvDSMgM6P7dNOqWRjID2Ae0qLwKq3CRBHkvf1xDRLkUqdX8OohEUKcvQHF04ZHKfdr-1cs7vJxiPMTb1YjkzRkuY-hlUFAA/s1600-h/4.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnmRlJNs6Nfr85QWX2oIipLc1rT12ZLuIlcujaeQvDSMgM6P7dNOqWRjID2Ae0qLwKq3CRBHkvf1xDRLkUqdX8OohEUKcvQHF04ZHKfdr-1cs7vJxiPMTb1YjkzRkuY-hlUFAA/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449064698951993746" border="0" /></a><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">You might be wondering what I was doing while Rob played, plowed, and posted fences. I planted a peach tree then helped plant a vegetable garden in our front yard (starters courtesy of our neighbor Tyler). I also Judged the fence. (It was Good.)</span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Feeling all Green and gardeny, we set off for our riduculously far gas-guzzling not strategic mini-tour to Austin, driving until Birmingham. As Rob can be somewhat “protective,” I'll call it, of who drives Weston, I offered to and did relieve his tired gas-pedal foot alternately. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWZ8pHW6R1cexKUEfkZGqRGAW_MF4WZZdnTqrLwR6pPA6vCuxFKDlqeaX3yuopKNPrfqWx5lIWXHMh_nODKO6_t5_74mfXDfJLmY9YCqXSsd-UMDuFXRkb9iVMYE9jdK100SyV/s1600-h/5.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWZ8pHW6R1cexKUEfkZGqRGAW_MF4WZZdnTqrLwR6pPA6vCuxFKDlqeaX3yuopKNPrfqWx5lIWXHMh_nODKO6_t5_74mfXDfJLmY9YCqXSsd-UMDuFXRkb9iVMYE9jdK100SyV/s400/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449064720085231778" border="0" /></a></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">In Birmingham, we visited with the friendly, sweet, intelligent as all heck Keith, a Physics student we met at my screening last year. After leaving the screening last year, I kicked myself, mentally (hurts just like the real thing) for not interviewing him. He has an amazing story, which I taped this time around using Flippy (flip video) on his porch, and will be posting on a new series to be announced shortly. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">But first, we met up and all <a href="http://www.adoptacollege.org/">leafleted</a> Samford University, and then, we headed to the Bottle Tree to have some delicious vegan food including peanut butter pie. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGNWw6BBYgsVo8ovIKjdoSKm1HpionHv40nFm-xjxm-55OM4jw0c8BtgRfJJykHWd0hKwBLorh64I1tHRZojQYf_aMHg6ZvjBwuLqya_PXe8Xk56AWl4adIuRl71KGaGvixYaM/s1600-h/6.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGNWw6BBYgsVo8ovIKjdoSKm1HpionHv40nFm-xjxm-55OM4jw0c8BtgRfJJykHWd0hKwBLorh64I1tHRZojQYf_aMHg6ZvjBwuLqya_PXe8Xk56AWl4adIuRl71KGaGvixYaM/s400/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449067298635013554" border="0" /></a></p> <div style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Keith and Rob outside the Bottletree in Birmingham. </span></span></span>
<br /></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">This establishment is also a venue ½ run by one of Man or Astro Man? I believe. We'd like to play there next time. As we ate, the song <span style="font-style: italic;">In Our Talons</span> by the Bowerbirds came on and we felt like home. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;">
<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">After hanging out with Keith and interviewing him on his porch, we went onward to Houston, driving fiercely and madly toward our destination only stopping for fuel. Weston began to make a noise near his rear foot, which was originally attributed to our music gear. That was hopeful.
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<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">After a call to our favorite VW shop in Durham, Lonnie's, it was apparent that the CV joint, not the cymbals, was the cause of the rattling. We decided to keep going and hoped we could make it back. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Meanwhile, we arrived to Super Happy Funland in Houston to play the SXSW overflow fest!
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<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPf-e5yGpjLppBmmzes6p5HVb50jJNkZJ3OBuQ9W-rE1_OiHsEROWEAFQ98CZQ2QBJGAldP077fdT63xwbIzsknYWWs_A7sj0Lz7tanX9ohEhnAaSmcx2ZOoRBB5MJlbU50DFD/s1600-h/7.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPf-e5yGpjLppBmmzes6p5HVb50jJNkZJ3OBuQ9W-rE1_OiHsEROWEAFQ98CZQ2QBJGAldP077fdT63xwbIzsknYWWs_A7sj0Lz7tanX9ohEhnAaSmcx2ZOoRBB5MJlbU50DFD/s400/7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449067308966285538" border="0" /></a></p> <div style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >They painted all our names. </span>
<br /></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">I can't repeat enough how kind these folks are. This was our second time playing this venue. They even made free vegan chili for everyone. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyevDGSASMk5V1ws184Bci-L7wJJt-Lk0emG8ZUGDekTcv3zqLRxY1Oj609_GZ8AUaTkMn9FvFCwYlG3nJUS9cSFzSWgo4yzPMRtuDadsw41LXKloe2mq8NKxkmAWNdKDt-JUx/s1600-h/7a.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyevDGSASMk5V1ws184Bci-L7wJJt-Lk0emG8ZUGDekTcv3zqLRxY1Oj609_GZ8AUaTkMn9FvFCwYlG3nJUS9cSFzSWgo4yzPMRtuDadsw41LXKloe2mq8NKxkmAWNdKDt-JUx/s400/7a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449067310047956738" border="0" /></a></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">The show started early because there were four bands and one 90 minute movie of pure bicycle porn. More on this later. First up was Joe Firstman from Los Angeles (originally from Charlotte). </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
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<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Next were our favoirte favorites, the Midtown Dickens. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;">
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<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Here I share with you a new song that we loved, Elephant. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
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<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjETSGa45sJe__ZjSMc65frr5-TSlKfazbkaJZWguPywJfpjgv3StW30ZWAQhZfNpKFck-5S6bOK7Y2Bz2Nsx3EtDmmRp056WJlURgkie1zO_vfQsq4YTIJrDifpkGHUGNr44UI/s1600-h/10.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjETSGa45sJe__ZjSMc65frr5-TSlKfazbkaJZWguPywJfpjgv3StW30ZWAQhZfNpKFck-5S6bOK7Y2Bz2Nsx3EtDmmRp056WJlURgkie1zO_vfQsq4YTIJrDifpkGHUGNr44UI/s400/10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449070111529415426" border="0" /></a></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">And eat. How many bands do you know that roll their own (veg) sushi? </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZPyW1oWunyAtPI-1bg7Mm-t5w1RE2YqsT2Qg3hVcBMW3wGZn6QHeFfTVJpV0dYprzRs1tHyMyaVjLdV-g1PU3OsMcrtifNOfyFVy70C1L18xILSOLFsBDgi6e558g4LTPyIhS/s1600-h/10a.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZPyW1oWunyAtPI-1bg7Mm-t5w1RE2YqsT2Qg3hVcBMW3wGZn6QHeFfTVJpV0dYprzRs1tHyMyaVjLdV-g1PU3OsMcrtifNOfyFVy70C1L18xILSOLFsBDgi6e558g4LTPyIhS/s400/10a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449070119017226962" border="0" /></a></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Next we played what ended up being our “first” set for reasons Blowfly. After our set, the 90 minute bicycle porn film fest began. To get us prepared (foreplay?) for the fest, a local bicycle advocate pedaled through the establishment nude:
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<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS_hmxqPyQCnAvY4nh9bBKMB5ym6RLqPUIwCZ2AWaOGH3IY_3AV8optYz4JnLV5jNgobC98SVLXMQBnSPPJnrGia4uL6KIEswUbxvtP0COUCsu9zi4UsJ54tfqxnSTf70wU45-/s1600-h/11cropped.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 257px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS_hmxqPyQCnAvY4nh9bBKMB5ym6RLqPUIwCZ2AWaOGH3IY_3AV8optYz4JnLV5jNgobC98SVLXMQBnSPPJnrGia4uL6KIEswUbxvtP0COUCsu9zi4UsJ54tfqxnSTf70wU45-/s400/11cropped.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449070126821127922" border="0" /></a></p> <div style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><i><b>This is a high res photo, feel free to zoom in.</b></i></span></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">What followed were various short films of people and bicycles in numerous combinations, but to sum up the bicycle seat serves well as phallic substitute, there is a lot you can do with bicycle chains and pedals besides crank your bike, and these films made a unique opener for BB's second set. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">After the fest, only half the members of Blowfly had arrived due to some chaos and hotel booking problems. The down time led to a large gap between the fest and their set. The sound person asked us to play again, so we set up again and returned to play about four or five songs until the arrival of the entire band. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
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<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Besides Clarence Reid and Tom Bowker, the band was entirely new. Two weeks before their tour, while we were staying at Tom's back in Miami, most of the band quit. He assembled the rest in about a week, including the bassist for Little Richard. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic21uVP68XhWeGf_rpv59vIgHEdLbQy3H-VSqV-1hP6SdoWHTt3QfyWOnN_YD2ocQcCCpPGomW4VLc8v8M0nSTzyJEwJh-N_bQCE57awAWBnTdw1Ja-9E9nDH06wxKJQtntnpD/s1600-h/12a.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic21uVP68XhWeGf_rpv59vIgHEdLbQy3H-VSqV-1hP6SdoWHTt3QfyWOnN_YD2ocQcCCpPGomW4VLc8v8M0nSTzyJEwJh-N_bQCE57awAWBnTdw1Ja-9E9nDH06wxKJQtntnpD/s400/12a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449070146695347122" border="0" /></a></p> <div style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Little Richard, at a Rest Stop</span></span></span>
<br /></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">His playing made it quite evident he had been doing this for some time. When he was performing a bass solo, Rob pushed aside about four naked dudes to go watch. So you know it was good. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Clarence aka Blowfly authored the “first rap song” per reports in 1965, <span style="font-style: italic;">Rap Dirty</span>. I taped part of it for you: </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
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<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">For some attendees, the nudity continued possibly and most probably due to extracuricular chemical usage prior to the event. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Meanwhile, Rob and I headed to the back parking lot to pop Weston's top and sleep from about 4 am until 9 am. Due to the proximity of the lot to transportation, it was not a restful sleep:
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<br /></span> </p><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbzgvJTXMTF1YGvpuPz54jiQgVhBtte2kJB1YA-AxLLb_WQGAgH84ouvqy6ZuVJz57cYb3G8mpsQ0-CdBCBeJgaxuXojpl1S9o8i_AayH8TyCu3SypB-HScSGcA86cXabLgSEn/s1600-h/13.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbzgvJTXMTF1YGvpuPz54jiQgVhBtte2kJB1YA-AxLLb_WQGAgH84ouvqy6ZuVJz57cYb3G8mpsQ0-CdBCBeJgaxuXojpl1S9o8i_AayH8TyCu3SypB-HScSGcA86cXabLgSEn/s400/13.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449079880639222066" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><i><b>Tired Rob next to our sleeping quarters. </b></i></span></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Reportedly from inside sleepers, it was no better in the venue due to a movie playing until 6:00 am and a snoring symphony from several couches. We did, however, enjoy pancakes, tea, coffee, and Emergen-C with the Midtown Dickens, that is, until we met the Original Rapper and he rapped dirty to us while sitting in Weston's swiveled around passenger chair. It works way better on stage. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Nevertheless, we headed to Austin, where we dropped off a couple of Blowfly members then took Tom to register for the film festival since the movie “The Weird World of Blowfly” was premiering at SXSW that night. Inside, we met Kim Fowley, who I could tell was some sort of back-in-the-day character. He was with a reporter who had interviewed Tom. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Kim was tall and thin, wore a suit, and leaned on a cane due to vertigo. Conversation joking about heroin and Burroughs-like dry wit followed. He and a friend of Jello Biafra's posed with Tom for a photo then discussed different bands. Kim was part of forming the Runaways (and later litigating with them) and since has and continues to score music for films such as American Graffiti. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Rob and I were quiet, since we're not musical encyclopedias and didn't know these folks, so Kim asked us who we were. “Oh, like the White Stripes?” he said, then acknowledged he was only saying this due to the boy-girl duo dynamic. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Usually I don't get taken off guard too often in conversations, but for some reason, his simple request that followed made me pregnant-pause. I'm talking twins or quadruplets. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">“Name five of your songs.” Pause. More pause. Delivery of first twin. “Just give me the names of five of your songs.” Rob kicked in, “I was born in a vacuum cleaner!” I added, “I don't like people...” and then quickly named three others. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">In retrospect, my brain was trying to grapple with 1) Why is he asking this / testing us? 2) I'd better think of our most interestingly named songs and 3) Which songs are interestingly named? 4) Oh, crap, our songs don't really have very interesting names afterall. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Apparently satisfied at rattling us, he handed us his card and asked us to send him material. I got the feeling he does this with a lot of people. BB = B-. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p face="arial" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Onward to the show, we arrived at Beerland nearby to find it closed. The sidewalks were thick with people, mostly younger types boozed up and heading in all directions. We managed to park Weston temporarily, but decided to leave for a couple of hours until it opened. There was not a poster for the show in sight on the venue doors or outside walls. This was our first indication that things might not go quite like they had went in our heads. Let me tell you, in our heads, wow! Someone should sell tickets to that.
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<br /></span> </p> <p face="arial" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Back to outside of our heads, we returned to Beerland later and set up our equipment since we were first. There were some misunderstandings about when we'd start (we thought 10:45 pm, earliest – the club thought 10:00 pm, latest) so they got that ironed out with a few calls to booking agents. </span> </p> <p face="arial" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p face="arial" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;">After it was apparent that there was still only a handful of people in the club and it was inching toward our start time, we took matters (or rather stickers) into our hands and gave them out in front of the club, asking people to join us for our show. </span> </p> <p face="arial" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p face="arial" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;">I noticed several people go to the door to pay, then turn away after talking to the door guy. It was then we found out the cover was $13 (this is a good lesson in preparing and asking the right questions, folks) AND there was a good free show next door, so we started offering to put people on our guest list. By our set time, there were a few more people in the audience, maybe around 25, but nothing, again, like we expected from our head-previews, where we were body surfing across the crowd, matching shoes flying in the air.
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<br /></span> </p> <p face="arial" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;">At one point I spoke with the friendly club owner, who has been open for over 10 years. I mentioned how in Durham the same people that come out for a folk act would be at a metal show. He said Austin used to be like that, but 10-15 years ago. As a club owner, even booking different genres together doesn't work. He noted that people come out to see one band but don't stay for the entire show anymore or aren't as open to unknown bands. </span> </p> <p face="arial" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p face="arial" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;">There are so many bands and venues, so audiences, he said, are quite apathetic. Is this transition inevitable? Before we left Seattle, I found it to be the case as well. Music “scenes” or communities grow, change, and die like we all do. It just takes time for the image to catch up with the actual state of things. The actual state is somewhat subjective, too. </span> </p> <p face="arial" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
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<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Blowfly had arrived from their movie premiere, and closed out the night at about 2:00 am. Here is a clip from Clarence's song <span style="font-style: italic;">Masterpiece:</span> </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
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<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Since we didn't have a large audience during our set, Tom invited us to play their encore. I objected, since, um, it is <b>their</b> encore...and the audience might be just a little disappointed when BB got up there and played, say, Pumpkin in a Tie or I don't like people. He insisted, reminding us it was the “Weird World of Blowfly” and they did things like this. Weird things. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">By the end of their set, after Clarence limped away in his cape, I planned to call it off (it was late and people were leaving), but Tom did an intro for us and made a hoo-ha-ha so we returned to the stage. After Rob's borrowed amp wouldn't start, I began playing, then promptly ended after one verse. It was quite silly and most definitely was <b>not</b> in my pre-show head. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Lesson #2 or 3: listen to your gut. Unless it's growling and the only thing you have to eat is Taco Bell. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Speaking of eating, Tom's tradition after the show is to take everyone out after to some place that he said had vegan options. We were quite worn out and ready to leave, so after payment, and dropping off a few documentaries for Tom to take to the “Filmmakers Lounge” we headed home. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">The next morning, at a truck stop, we woke up to a small plane dive-bombing us, or it felt like us, but s/he was actually fertilizing a nearby field. BB will not be dive bombed, or fertilized! We left early but became concerned when we heard the CV joint clunking at lower gears (if this were a movie, you would now hear the voice of our mechanic, Lonnie, quiet but discernible: “If the CV joint starts making noise at low gears, go to a repair shop – immediately!”). </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">We had two choices. One, find a repair shop at the next nearest city (Jackson, MS) and I'd miss work on Tuesday or more depending on available parts. Two, keep driving until the CV breaks. This is risky since a broken CV = a stranded Weston. And there is a lot of space between “cities.” Choose your adventure! </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">My instinct was Blind Hope so we went with that, and made it all the way to....as of this writing, we're actually still on the road approaching Atlanta, so I actually don't know if my Blind Hope worked. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Happily, though our pre-formed in our head adventure was different, we still had fun and I had a lot of time to plan while on the road. Here's some things I accomplished:
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<br /></span> </p> <ul style="font-family:arial;"><li><span style="font-size:100%;">Mapped out our rough tour plans for the next year; </span> </li><li><span style="font-size:100%;">Decided on dates to possibly record our fourth album then release it (USB release + album!);
<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-size:100%;">Sketched out a Porch Life interview series synopsis & plan;</span></li><li><span style="font-size:100%;">Supplemented our yearly plan with updates;</span></li><li><span style="font-size:100%;">Studied Greek and learned the phrase The Captain has Sunk with His Ship for my new song;</span></li><li><span style="font-size:100%;">Made a couple of new songs up featuring Rob, trapped as the driver, singing backup for harmony experiments (scientific experiments); </span></li><li><span style="font-size:100%;">Decided I didn't like You; </span> </li><li><span style="font-size:100%;">And more!</span></li></ul><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Just joking about You. Though there are some Yous I don't like, those who read this blog I'm most certain I do.
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<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Update: We made it back in the wee hours.
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Half of the displayed flavors are vegan as are most of the toppings.</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaI0CYAqI95A567I9MaTe3Bqn_7WdJSr0h-DxFHBPEsSbF8UhYur14r7Jfevz2josYCwdBgWF_7Z6UiAa8yXsD77NDZHGkPayC8BGjlGxfuXhAyjyE929RkblWiS122lzyB35W/s1600-h/1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaI0CYAqI95A567I9MaTe3Bqn_7WdJSr0h-DxFHBPEsSbF8UhYur14r7Jfevz2josYCwdBgWF_7Z6UiAa8yXsD77NDZHGkPayC8BGjlGxfuXhAyjyE929RkblWiS122lzyB35W/s400/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443480302359537362" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT5k0GBxMM0jnYJuzuKWpjhz9q6eZMiIzeoChIN5DiXds4WouNo-R8rvFjfhjvpgGBSgbkrwDraUFo8rlWCtwlJRmj65b4OEthoF6lrggZPtC2uLUCvB6qJIMAQI2JMsGuVKIV/s1600-h/2.jpg"><br /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"> <span style="font-size:100%;">If you're too cold for cream, vegan cupcakes are on hand unless it's 2 am after your show in which case they're all gone, which is good, because cupcakes at 2 am are never a good idea. But another sundae is. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT5k0GBxMM0jnYJuzuKWpjhz9q6eZMiIzeoChIN5DiXds4WouNo-R8rvFjfhjvpgGBSgbkrwDraUFo8rlWCtwlJRmj65b4OEthoF6lrggZPtC2uLUCvB6qJIMAQI2JMsGuVKIV/s1600-h/2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT5k0GBxMM0jnYJuzuKWpjhz9q6eZMiIzeoChIN5DiXds4WouNo-R8rvFjfhjvpgGBSgbkrwDraUFo8rlWCtwlJRmj65b4OEthoF6lrggZPtC2uLUCvB6qJIMAQI2JMsGuVKIV/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443480308584407906" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Karma Cream is in Gainesville, where we played our show at Tim and Terry's which is near the University of Florida off the main strip. The Gainesville alt-weekly The Alligator <a href="http://www.alligator.org/the_avenue/music/article_924421f4-1c2f-11df-8b4c-001cc4c002e0.html">kindly covered our tour, renaming Beloved Binge to Blessed Binge in the process</a>. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG9_Zyn0Jz8HGbSrwotzmp-GGxEk-c7EdqlVk3BelD_Si0YVrheNvntyQ869UgY01PK3z3GZqfyYRUcQguw4C8-ffCRKY6n50q-P7jhm9RAb6QWi_liy2Kytxz_ULBQcVmtaNB/s1600-h/4.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG9_Zyn0Jz8HGbSrwotzmp-GGxEk-c7EdqlVk3BelD_Si0YVrheNvntyQ869UgY01PK3z3GZqfyYRUcQguw4C8-ffCRKY6n50q-P7jhm9RAb6QWi_liy2Kytxz_ULBQcVmtaNB/s400/4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443480320434286802" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">One of the most important things you can do as a touring band is ensure that you are playing with a good local band. By good I do not mean Karen Carpenter on drums and Jimi Hendrix on guitar – though that would be worth blogging about.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Rather, a local band who understands how to take care of touring bands because they tour and/or understand the reciprocation inherent in the touring community relationship. This extends to the band's audience – if you are a good match, their fans might just like you as well and stay to see you play. This is in contrast to fans who are just there because their brother/son/sister/daughter is playing, or because Johnnie is cute. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">The folks at Tim and Terry's were super sweet. It's the kind of place where people hang out on their porch and play music. They provide bands a delicious meal and a percentage of beer sales during their set. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEistMKReKV6d7IcIRwniik2UCtd9PHWXdUMLSYuVrlODokVflXOa9Wj-9DgbU4oReJVGNEmC6rsqczMgwv3xoCPHCJBO5YTPgPCSSJcMo4bknaumQeKtxFN9MbWp3eYpw64dg9d/s1600-h/7.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEistMKReKV6d7IcIRwniik2UCtd9PHWXdUMLSYuVrlODokVflXOa9Wj-9DgbU4oReJVGNEmC6rsqczMgwv3xoCPHCJBO5YTPgPCSSJcMo4bknaumQeKtxFN9MbWp3eYpw64dg9d/s400/7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443480858031869298" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">We must not have inspired much beer-drinking in our set, because at the end of the night we received $5. This was a wakeup call for BB. First on our to-do list is to write songs about beers and beer-drinking (“This Bud's for BB!”). Second is to make new t-shirts, “BB drinks Beer” or “Beloved Brewsky,” inspired by the name Rob was called while leafleting a campus (“No thanks, Brewsky.”)<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">I'm also thinking that we can throw out our no-drinking-while-playing policy and drink beer heavily during out set, and even extend this to soaking one another and the audience with PBR. The classic drink-reminder that we haven't yet employed is to simply ask an audience member to buy us a beer, then spill it all over my gig rug, then ask for another. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">In any case, we played with a band Red Paper Bird who had a very nice guitarist and singer, but the bassist thought he was both Super Cool and Hot. Either temperature extreme made him a joke. Ladies and gentleman, this is a public blog, but I don't mind being honest here. Example one: I was talking with the bassist and one of the nice guys, giving city/venue recommendations...the bassist, ignoring me, turns to the nice guy, shows him a video on his iPhone, continuing to ignore me. Nice guy apologizes a minute later...Rob reports bassist was showing nice guy videos of naked ladies. It wasn't just what he was showing, but that did make it worse. It was the level of disrespect this guy showed both on and off stage. I'm sure he's not reading this blog because there is no frontal nudity, but words of advice: you know, I actually have no advice. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkJtpIQrGFXMDMk5xACFIumq6YFu7Oa3RBuuElPIQ85miE6t7qPOkdQQqlkmzKA8h7Xmt264Jh5ZIPibqOSq5PxUE30Q1Qxo21CsXTD-Yngr_EUPsS4kcU-NQSg9Hai3zoW2V6/s1600-h/6.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkJtpIQrGFXMDMk5xACFIumq6YFu7Oa3RBuuElPIQ85miE6t7qPOkdQQqlkmzKA8h7Xmt264Jh5ZIPibqOSq5PxUE30Q1Qxo21CsXTD-Yngr_EUPsS4kcU-NQSg9Hai3zoW2V6/s400/6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443480852017572242" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">The drummer twirled his sticks so much it resulted in missed beats, and after their set he exclaimed, “Weren't we original?!” to which I replied, though it was not a question, “No, not really.” The singer had a nice voice, the sax player was good, but nothing was original. I'm not faulting them for lack of originality. Though I believe there are bands playing 'original' music out there, like children, most music has parents. There are degrees of originality, however, and this was at 1.5 if 1 is a direct copy of another style. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJdX_expn_ClA1eEkCkjd_WBJREVIpJVU1YyIztpXDmtD0ofCFlAiBuchK3psLv0FVhEaVBe1MGBQJSZA5-kd8YsO5xYCRQsYAq8l771fZ7XxLwL4K5Exd5WVtytLdhywpagpM/s1600-h/5.JPG"><br /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Preceding the music portion, a poetry ensemble called the Last Word hosted a number of poetry readings by different audience members. I was told it would be very raunchy, so I awaited the Raunch. It could be the many poetry readings I went to in Seattle BITD, but aside from a few references to cavity searches, this was pretty tame stuff. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJdX_expn_ClA1eEkCkjd_WBJREVIpJVU1YyIztpXDmtD0ofCFlAiBuchK3psLv0FVhEaVBe1MGBQJSZA5-kd8YsO5xYCRQsYAq8l771fZ7XxLwL4K5Exd5WVtytLdhywpagpM/s1600-h/5.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJdX_expn_ClA1eEkCkjd_WBJREVIpJVU1YyIztpXDmtD0ofCFlAiBuchK3psLv0FVhEaVBe1MGBQJSZA5-kd8YsO5xYCRQsYAq8l771fZ7XxLwL4K5Exd5WVtytLdhywpagpM/s400/5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443480324350184434" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">The next day we got a call from the venue, and apparently we were shorted, and were given a little bit of additional cash. Beloved Binge will now officially end its endorsement of Beer and start writing raunchy poetry. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">After a trip to the 24-hour Karma Cream, we headed to the Paynes Prairie State Park nearby, only 10 miles outside of Gainesville. The next morning, Syba was happy to be in the woods again, and playing her usual keep-away / hide-&-seek game around Weston. This involves one of us running around Weston and her chasing us. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzgjN0BUYV9nqUru-hrLiZnWKHEonIPwjXweFNayElPsvMTUqD8gmEZZi62f3l0LkvDd8b1YNWIRtevVKsi1bZ-v2TckQ7e8N9ZJiYW6uRZyU9PyEWVGqoTBcE8G7wVdhCmF7A/s1600-h/8.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzgjN0BUYV9nqUru-hrLiZnWKHEonIPwjXweFNayElPsvMTUqD8gmEZZi62f3l0LkvDd8b1YNWIRtevVKsi1bZ-v2TckQ7e8N9ZJiYW6uRZyU9PyEWVGqoTBcE8G7wVdhCmF7A/s400/8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443480864628791218" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">It really was a beautiful park until we found out there were ticks and had to make sure Syba didn't roll in the leaves anymore. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEMWGdmxKf6jaJfLQrGzzJWkgt_ditmauybndSu1l85Ez2aeunJ2f0v428Nt-edBD1Qr9XMKY4B1CW7palrvNCxDtD8oWXZOMwD_AoXoiKjjFXQs37yYgZ8vMix7V6MluyWXG6/s1600-h/9.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEMWGdmxKf6jaJfLQrGzzJWkgt_ditmauybndSu1l85Ez2aeunJ2f0v428Nt-edBD1Qr9XMKY4B1CW7palrvNCxDtD8oWXZOMwD_AoXoiKjjFXQs37yYgZ8vMix7V6MluyWXG6/s400/9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443480874069338738" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">We got a digital camera after our last one died, and took an art shot of Syba smelling the ground. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgol-knFX71tmctPgbkxk8Vzn620KhZQgBdTI9sJuy36_B_DGnlI1Uk5olV3xJt1ARE_hVJP7KgGQ7nchh_dxFDaa6A9PT0Xfd6rIBpXuvIyQgaRnJHlmxwrg_8vIZu9kdEOcem/s1600-h/10.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgol-knFX71tmctPgbkxk8Vzn620KhZQgBdTI9sJuy36_B_DGnlI1Uk5olV3xJt1ARE_hVJP7KgGQ7nchh_dxFDaa6A9PT0Xfd6rIBpXuvIyQgaRnJHlmxwrg_8vIZu9kdEOcem/s400/10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443480877820648802" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">The preserve was alive and swampy. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmPzJlZeRKVSWhH_1zOIoYqZSlbzMh2bdX9xgHD6RN0sdr4vIHOnvcHIWRp2hp7rggPH2l07ElXwHo920wjBIEnGYKnUfbYMQE89jZ48uI9sMq9gJ7fnhIsqkAiWb8Uzs1SfXZ/s1600-h/11.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmPzJlZeRKVSWhH_1zOIoYqZSlbzMh2bdX9xgHD6RN0sdr4vIHOnvcHIWRp2hp7rggPH2l07ElXwHo920wjBIEnGYKnUfbYMQE89jZ48uI9sMq9gJ7fnhIsqkAiWb8Uzs1SfXZ/s400/11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443482300165517298" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">We went out to the boardwalk to watch the creatures, and heeded the warnings. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_yVr-MQ3ZdmrhZdmCqElRGxuA1DDTbpOi8Q75OppgaaeDgOXV9Wm6vSjje46NKmCGIomZHnfHMngkPu-qlxvtTYaKzJaPU6LkYODR17l32oLgulMjZ9weftbCDZLlVERJXLKg/s1600-h/12.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_yVr-MQ3ZdmrhZdmCqElRGxuA1DDTbpOi8Q75OppgaaeDgOXV9Wm6vSjje46NKmCGIomZHnfHMngkPu-qlxvtTYaKzJaPU6LkYODR17l32oLgulMjZ9weftbCDZLlVERJXLKg/s400/12.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443482303766278850" border="0" /></a></span></p> <div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><i><b>Be very afraid.</b></i></span></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">This next picture is for my friend <a href="http://aguavino.blogspot.com/">Aguavino</a>. I think it should be part of a Name that Bird contest. Or at least, tell me what this bird is.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p><span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo56-0spNm8Gz9AriLI_qm1Mmd8YDg02Ds2Ya6zCQXWycOThapM7vPOEed95YVy-Wn20I-IJ5BpDNEq5owykYvpcptY4RRQ1wrUU7agZAQx5UhB0utFuO97iPfHBz6xj7I9d0C/s1600-h/13.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo56-0spNm8Gz9AriLI_qm1Mmd8YDg02Ds2Ya6zCQXWycOThapM7vPOEed95YVy-Wn20I-IJ5BpDNEq5owykYvpcptY4RRQ1wrUU7agZAQx5UhB0utFuO97iPfHBz6xj7I9d0C/s400/13.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443482316239566722" border="0" /></a></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><i><b><br /></b></i></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Not only were there birds and alligators, but the cutest armadillo made his/her way out to the trail. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmprlQPF9ch0Bn4szuonhb2ZbhTBOmRqYfRRqrDsZ0OL1zd6uC6Ayvi_s9WGJM3U13d3hDoKI4CwKn4-KtHO440ikiggexhyphenhyphen-Xuoldf8HO2VmpfooCr-axJMh7bj-NtwTLIP7p/s1600-h/14.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmprlQPF9ch0Bn4szuonhb2ZbhTBOmRqYfRRqrDsZ0OL1zd6uC6Ayvi_s9WGJM3U13d3hDoKI4CwKn4-KtHO440ikiggexhyphenhyphen-Xuoldf8HO2VmpfooCr-axJMh7bj-NtwTLIP7p/s400/14.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443482324795285346" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">We hiked about 8 miles that day, though dirt and through mud.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdSUgeq6-enltFhmt4krx28mXfTbZvXuQd9uha32uc29nrCVcPu9jIfY4Y4Qpfgthc51Pe7GUJmRMpqryIvUCxmZs_6uORWZmbeXuAlzp3WZqIQwpKHCreR5K8md2ZjSy3Ttkw/s1600-h/15.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdSUgeq6-enltFhmt4krx28mXfTbZvXuQd9uha32uc29nrCVcPu9jIfY4Y4Qpfgthc51Pe7GUJmRMpqryIvUCxmZs_6uORWZmbeXuAlzp3WZqIQwpKHCreR5K8md2ZjSy3Ttkw/s400/15.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443482329420757426" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">If you look closely, you can see Syba mocking Mr. Beloved. Though she did not come out of our hike clean, she definitely has better instincts in crossing mud paths than Rob or I. </span> </p><div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRwroTAHxgIRtv_8wv8uvek5V-VWwOj5WVA5Q4KdFcaDs8P5qN6OoosgnW5WvfJo6Xvm2earuOw-c-y9jXjX5hMXiMdGJ5sYg4s21NSlmy8BnOOdVrEDmbiMvhzAqFxmmsGnbB/s1600-h/16.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRwroTAHxgIRtv_8wv8uvek5V-VWwOj5WVA5Q4KdFcaDs8P5qN6OoosgnW5WvfJo6Xvm2earuOw-c-y9jXjX5hMXiMdGJ5sYg4s21NSlmy8BnOOdVrEDmbiMvhzAqFxmmsGnbB/s400/16.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443485397635352130" border="0" /></a></span><span style=";font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Mud paw: fun on the road</span></span></div><span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">As usual, it was wonderful to be away from the city after a long week of shows and screenings. That particular week we had seven events within five days, so we were ready for a break. On Monday, I screened the documentary for the newly formed Philosophy Club at Santa Fe College in Gainesville. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1oAAWkc37Gk2RpHDbSyR0kn6tFqXodnQ9KXkTAE-eZrpqdEd_9hG5nL6WfYOj1SRsgqRxvGH3MVq2cCvvfWW6l4SHhrNjWHU2lgUaKrEd7LQ6BH2_RpSOqcacSQ_x-se7jFiw/s1600-h/Rob.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1oAAWkc37Gk2RpHDbSyR0kn6tFqXodnQ9KXkTAE-eZrpqdEd_9hG5nL6WfYOj1SRsgqRxvGH3MVq2cCvvfWW6l4SHhrNjWHU2lgUaKrEd7LQ6BH2_RpSOqcacSQ_x-se7jFiw/s400/Rob.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443493026801291298" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">The following morning Rob and I handed out free samples of over 300 So Delicious Coconut Cream bars to students at the University of Flordia, Gainesville, along with Vegan Outreach brochures. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">They went so fast we could not sample them, so we retired to Karma Cream for one last stop before leaving for our show that night in St. Augustine, FL. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Once again we met the Bakery Outlet folks and all headed to Nobby's. Rich does a tremendous job of organizing and promoting shows and more. Check out the festival he's playing in, and helping promote on a grass roots level, <a href="http://www.harvestofhopefest.com/">Harvest of Hope</a>.<br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">He'll also be handing out free vegan food samples as of this writing so stop by his table!</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">This particular show was organized by Patrick, whose band the Winslows headlined. </span><span style="font-size:100%;">The first band to play was Neil's solo project from Indiana, who all played later that night, switcharoonie extreme style, as Jenny is a Boy.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc4aPmco36s4yqWVEdJdGOZ_-iAq0bineepDUCH0CwkfrJhhBxHipROQK2Vd8UhbhhDinS4bQ4U8gOB8gdSdAuhKnIojvl3yS1VvDry4VUEdegEIz_lyLZYapQlRX9F5ygZggP/s1600-h/1+002.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc4aPmco36s4yqWVEdJdGOZ_-iAq0bineepDUCH0CwkfrJhhBxHipROQK2Vd8UhbhhDinS4bQ4U8gOB8gdSdAuhKnIojvl3yS1VvDry4VUEdegEIz_lyLZYapQlRX9F5ygZggP/s400/1+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443485404866761538" border="0" /></a></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center; font-family: arial;"><span style=";font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Version #1, Neil Cain</span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwN9HvC0_a8HOJ5PVmTWHnRjwc8yXYCrZ9dBZVla5sN-B2-eYwGQX9hzcf3ximDpLSdO1BkeIDM28_Hy2AlFa5x3dQ6MTfGDwvmiIvYzmFrGMG1RKn16JkuWoy4WLB5jpBOVHh/s1600-h/1+004.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwN9HvC0_a8HOJ5PVmTWHnRjwc8yXYCrZ9dBZVla5sN-B2-eYwGQX9hzcf3ximDpLSdO1BkeIDM28_Hy2AlFa5x3dQ6MTfGDwvmiIvYzmFrGMG1RKn16JkuWoy4WLB5jpBOVHh/s400/1+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443485414373008818" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center; font-family: arial;"><span style=";font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Version #2, Jenny is a Boy</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p><span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1UG8egI-gc8KibjaMSRZdGK8eo537QmxMxDXfnCcNnJR_TSUjsNWZruJxjuBbZuJoZ6M6EXpm2wo0U5TnkBwMrc1KMIIrlkMZJdIKrlXJoDBFqcWekwBCO9ZONlkZ9iDoD7Jq/s1600-h/1+003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1UG8egI-gc8KibjaMSRZdGK8eo537QmxMxDXfnCcNnJR_TSUjsNWZruJxjuBbZuJoZ6M6EXpm2wo0U5TnkBwMrc1KMIIrlkMZJdIKrlXJoDBFqcWekwBCO9ZONlkZ9iDoD7Jq/s400/1+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443485410151579378" border="0" /></a></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Following was a band from New York, Tiger Piss. We played our set, then The Winslow's took to the floor. A picture of them from outside: </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVqdw-quNZDNxy0f7WOXR6k9xmAWqHARDt3EwtUNAV4y6DB_kCVngjv3EVEuBdSJ367q8tudm53DgDIYovu992NXZJBrIGM7WoI7DsHqQ3BN3XmK9GouSyoYAe0lsohpOOO1u9/s1600-h/1+007.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVqdw-quNZDNxy0f7WOXR6k9xmAWqHARDt3EwtUNAV4y6DB_kCVngjv3EVEuBdSJ367q8tudm53DgDIYovu992NXZJBrIGM7WoI7DsHqQ3BN3XmK9GouSyoYAe0lsohpOOO1u9/s400/1+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443487076133488786" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">And in: </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMicgDtXYqDIctoTxQiK1r_edByNSbzrWS18-L-tCW6cttsmPbALglWWio7TXZmB7JJGAfkZNOLggFmRBsmMMx6q8E68mQnBK6ENs1eeUeRcN5Qp7lCf6qNoYKfxJYy7oK8x-B/s1600-h/1+005.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMicgDtXYqDIctoTxQiK1r_edByNSbzrWS18-L-tCW6cttsmPbALglWWio7TXZmB7JJGAfkZNOLggFmRBsmMMx6q8E68mQnBK6ENs1eeUeRcN5Qp7lCf6qNoYKfxJYy7oK8x-B/s400/1+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443485422916946258" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">A short video, bringing back the mosh: </span> </p><span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" ><br /><br /><br /><object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LujrZ1DudIo&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LujrZ1DudIo&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br /></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">I don't know if I have mentioned this, but Rob is a great source of support at screenings. Here he sits and awaits my intro at Valdosta. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDmgNnF_h7PffpzgstXQuB-AITDpFdV4E5QiNDPKIE6Rb9A2tKqaY8hi40PairEdBjVXChzneuMFp-0AuCi3UwIKKc8NdqRdtxpXQNELa7m1Bx3jyoFS4yBcXj1i7Z_mljzqc9/s1600-h/1+009.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDmgNnF_h7PffpzgstXQuB-AITDpFdV4E5QiNDPKIE6Rb9A2tKqaY8hi40PairEdBjVXChzneuMFp-0AuCi3UwIKKc8NdqRdtxpXQNELa7m1Bx3jyoFS4yBcXj1i7Z_mljzqc9/s400/1+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443487084538596226" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Here we returned and screened <i>Seeing Through the Fence </i>with the Philosophy & Religious Studies club. I presented for this group last year, and was kindly invited back. </span> </p><span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwN8tPkYaTTdZnJ98MiQdIlbF82JGsWJJ5z3Nu96SZArF-imjtKN-g2gyZjiKSyLKag8HZpD-0mdJWwQt7PqigfS3QOddpZ_S4oU-tQrrdvvZ8TxlN9wwHwM-WXQEVGzcaEnOR/s1600-h/1+011.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwN8tPkYaTTdZnJ98MiQdIlbF82JGsWJJ5z3Nu96SZArF-imjtKN-g2gyZjiKSyLKag8HZpD-0mdJWwQt7PqigfS3QOddpZ_S4oU-tQrrdvvZ8TxlN9wwHwM-WXQEVGzcaEnOR/s400/1+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443487089874274594" border="0" /></a></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">The professor and advisor of the group, Cristobal, does an excellent job of bringing events to Valdosta that would otherwise not make this somewhat remote location a tour stop. We had a wonderful time discussing the topic and look forward to returning again someday. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrEL8a7hMfiAB0mToL6NjhOlITW9dgM5FkoUS18w7TyI-ZFNHhEx8MWSbRNoYkso5SZYaDaevTXWsHMfFs8qXvDkcYAHYGuM6h0NJXCKXCOpN7W7d0M8F7UhgFQFke1B9Jl35O/s1600-h/1+016.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrEL8a7hMfiAB0mToL6NjhOlITW9dgM5FkoUS18w7TyI-ZFNHhEx8MWSbRNoYkso5SZYaDaevTXWsHMfFs8qXvDkcYAHYGuM6h0NJXCKXCOpN7W7d0M8F7UhgFQFke1B9Jl35O/s400/1+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443487096587983810" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Next we were off to the beautiful city of Savannah to play a show at the Sentient Bean. We had heard of this place during our last trip and vowed to play there. We arrived early which gave us time for Syba park action: </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdATPruI2p3thtSHNdUFUC38enkL5_nvOkprb22KNcBekCs8RiOCznShwbEI1qirSZYtoUSAq4joEr6qB3UOfs1i9C9nj9IrTLlbWgaoEiMGpyT12A5AH4f2GWurCeB7Kq9uGj/s1600-h/1+020.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdATPruI2p3thtSHNdUFUC38enkL5_nvOkprb22KNcBekCs8RiOCznShwbEI1qirSZYtoUSAq4joEr6qB3UOfs1i9C9nj9IrTLlbWgaoEiMGpyT12A5AH4f2GWurCeB7Kq9uGj/s400/1+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443488276942798642" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" >Savannah is beautiful, with old stately homes lining the street by Forsyth park. </span><span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" ><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL0syVXrwdpasybGRuJMNx0n8R1yut0sw8jCJCLZ-FS_6PHIQsPplOkaTDfinpchZCdJNySa87PqvLVtx9Prja3Dx8hI0lWVW82TfbOScGuzhjn7g1hX94I2dFoLh74k4rXuXc/s1600-h/1+018.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL0syVXrwdpasybGRuJMNx0n8R1yut0sw8jCJCLZ-FS_6PHIQsPplOkaTDfinpchZCdJNySa87PqvLVtx9Prja3Dx8hI0lWVW82TfbOScGuzhjn7g1hX94I2dFoLh74k4rXuXc/s400/1+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443487102086709330" border="0" /></a><br /></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Later, we played, but were the only band. I do not recommend this. You need a local, usually. A local band was supposed to be lined up, but it did not happen. From a brief sampling, I'd say our best shows are not at coffeehouses. As a local pointed out to me, folks aren't at this venue for shows usually. We felt more like background music. Again, in hindsight, we could have sung songs about drinking coffee. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE3RlVXROqylejlmyP5V3nEdIxVDe4YRKeJlzFhaC0H6OhLAFGDayKLiIeb9gr-bTmKrYRRCDxmKDNnR_CQWolv8WAwlkGzAaZBMjGhUS_RFyg1mtAXHLDB9KM_4GePrX6rw3S/s1600-h/1+021.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE3RlVXROqylejlmyP5V3nEdIxVDe4YRKeJlzFhaC0H6OhLAFGDayKLiIeb9gr-bTmKrYRRCDxmKDNnR_CQWolv8WAwlkGzAaZBMjGhUS_RFyg1mtAXHLDB9KM_4GePrX6rw3S/s400/1+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443488280236854322" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center; font-family: arial;"><span style=";font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">You know it!</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">However, we enjoyed an awesome sandwich and the people of the Bean were super nice. Met a touring poet too, and we exchanged CD for poetry. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAPQijmIrtEmVg2avi_M3M-HpoBynRqVbwMP-5oajjT09rHlRfciN7s8yxzLlJgxEAVB2xE1V1xOMtEDS-Y7nFyIOTztmDzID4F0CZ1xWlo4pnUeNXmnchpxqcYgpKEgP3oq8l/s1600-h/1+025.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAPQijmIrtEmVg2avi_M3M-HpoBynRqVbwMP-5oajjT09rHlRfciN7s8yxzLlJgxEAVB2xE1V1xOMtEDS-Y7nFyIOTztmDzID4F0CZ1xWlo4pnUeNXmnchpxqcYgpKEgP3oq8l/s400/1+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443488286809865922" border="0" /></a></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Also, the local alt-weekly Connect Savannah wrote a blurb about the show and compared us to the White Stripes. We are like the White Stripes in that I'm a female and Rob is a male, and we're a duo. In any case, we are grateful that the reporter mentioned our show and included our chess press picture, the one my mom has in a frame at home. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Our show in Myrtle Beach came about through a Myspace status update. I had never used the feature, but decided to say something like 'I'd rather by playing my new Mini-Korg than writing this update.' Patrick of Some Ambulance responded to the post, and said he liked our songs and we should come play Myrtle Beach. Turns out we really liked their music as well, so he set up a show for us at Club Drink.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDRIgfvn91-cUBVIox5zN4UvgkLHme7KUA3M3a5k1LO1DEO6MKH069yAa-7YuS5JetksnWr0Lp4QRtbGvih8jPraHFZ3YmtLNTK9m7lGokNVzKRADjjWVQ1o-YZ7CSa3jh1SKG/s1600-h/1+027.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDRIgfvn91-cUBVIox5zN4UvgkLHme7KUA3M3a5k1LO1DEO6MKH069yAa-7YuS5JetksnWr0Lp4QRtbGvih8jPraHFZ3YmtLNTK9m7lGokNVzKRADjjWVQ1o-YZ7CSa3jh1SKG/s400/1+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443488295854431234" border="0" /></a></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >Rob talking with Patrick of Some Ambulance after our visit to the Myrtle Beach dog park, Barc Park.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">First to play were locals the Filthy Few who were kind enough to allow us to set up a show on the date they had already booked.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirCKvhzLJPLrIdd6UoUDhGUKczmCAoDs23S8ANVkwWO84h6Hd23A_4QYpjKDV47zQpBJihIH7-XgWc3TPH0s96Kl8lXSg1CtGodUFgjohOM6fUo-7cTUNoPYbUd3e1iLyAPFbF/s1600-h/1+029.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirCKvhzLJPLrIdd6UoUDhGUKczmCAoDs23S8ANVkwWO84h6Hd23A_4QYpjKDV47zQpBJihIH7-XgWc3TPH0s96Kl8lXSg1CtGodUFgjohOM6fUo-7cTUNoPYbUd3e1iLyAPFbF/s400/1+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443488301654656818" border="0" /></a></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >Next up were the excellent L. Brown Odyssey, with creatures including a horse who simply danced and drank on stage, a viking in faux fur, and other characters I'm not certain of. These lads are from Charleston, SC. I highly recommend you check them out.<br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaQiq74DSPboK_IUp9O1KWHZ65XiOE0u0rDzHnPCKSb9o2L74yTRI1gGgeKypPykVu2j1iLBF0vNJqdAjLosBRWTPCaNi7AYKUIE5A_lc9xH-Sp-TGhQmlmP4sgX1SisRIGX6R/s1600-h/1+035.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaQiq74DSPboK_IUp9O1KWHZ65XiOE0u0rDzHnPCKSb9o2L74yTRI1gGgeKypPykVu2j1iLBF0vNJqdAjLosBRWTPCaNi7AYKUIE5A_lc9xH-Sp-TGhQmlmP4sgX1SisRIGX6R/s400/1+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443489923458486210" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br />L. Brown Odyssey video flip:<br /><object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q4ZfGRBzw8E&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q4ZfGRBzw8E&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br />Next up were Some Ambulance:<br /><br /><object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-v3M_fGKjl4&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-v3M_fGKjl4&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br />and<br /><br /><object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vOXZxxLbDoY&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vOXZxxLbDoY&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br /></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdWzycpSzobbruUIVS4mvc8msuOpMPjgYtGhpzYOG6l6X8iVuJOQm2OKh0l548B-5Z0mWHtb2Zx1F9991R9aZGnIdiDkwveH8u00lfCkatgm_NleHM-4hcvzF6j_9sHfXXx_yY/s1600-h/1+037.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdWzycpSzobbruUIVS4mvc8msuOpMPjgYtGhpzYOG6l6X8iVuJOQm2OKh0l548B-5Z0mWHtb2Zx1F9991R9aZGnIdiDkwveH8u00lfCkatgm_NleHM-4hcvzF6j_9sHfXXx_yY/s400/1+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443489932543209026" border="0" /></a></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">As the name suggests, Club Drink was definitely a drinking bar. Okay, all bars are drinking bars, but the drinking was particularly heavy this night. It was also the celebration of two birthdays, both of which were Some Ambulance members. The club became progressively packed as the night progressed, ending with our lights-on set that we cut short due to it being after 2:00 am. The crowd was super-responsive and it was a great way to end our Snowbird'n tour.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">The alt-weekly, the Weekly Surge, wrote up our show here (<a href="http://www.thesunnews.com/2010/02/25/1334274/last-minute-weekend-guide.html">http://www.thesunnews.com/2010/02/25/1334274/last-minute-weekend-guide.html</a>) </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Some exciting news: we're heading to SXSW next week to play with the band I mentioned on my last post, Blowfly. Their documentary, the Weird World of Blowfly, is premiering at SXSW. The producer also worked on Loud Quiet Loud, the Pixies documentary we saw recently. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Blowfly is playing after the premiere, so Tom (heckler from last post) invited Beloved Binge to open for the show / after party, after seeing us play in Miami at Churchill's. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">In more good news, we're playing with our home-slices the Midtown Dickens at Super Happy Funland in Houston the day before! Blowfly is also on this bill. We're looking for a show in Birmingham, Alabama for the way down, or a screening. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">One last bit of news – I was interviewed for the new project <a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/New-York-NY/Our-Hen-House/254696713903?ref=search&sid=1000430090.1903109762..1">Our Hen House</a>. I first met Jasmin a couple of years back during the New York premiere of <i>Seeing Through the Fence</i>. She worked for Farm Sanctuary as the NYC outreach person. In short, she and her partner, Mariann, are amazing. <a href="http://www.ourhenhouse.com/2010/02/episode-7-thoughtful-committed-citizens-can-change-the-world/"> I hope you have time to check out the interview</a>, and future episodes of Our Hen House. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ2AyRv-HhUvyjn_XJGMgn_YeSz05ypZAL46jZKObFwuqc1YfbePIxuxT9jZx3B8eSMnZlxX0K-X_jN7cjOmdDOzHDKuhM7GFPpGSKaXjodaVKbVm_qnmkeRTsQIKOv8QzhTpr/s1600-h/1+039.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ2AyRv-HhUvyjn_XJGMgn_YeSz05ypZAL46jZKObFwuqc1YfbePIxuxT9jZx3B8eSMnZlxX0K-X_jN7cjOmdDOzHDKuhM7GFPpGSKaXjodaVKbVm_qnmkeRTsQIKOv8QzhTpr/s400/1+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443489935335471314" border="0" /></a></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center; font-family: arial;"><span style=";font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">BB with Traci and Patrick of Some Ambulance after the show.</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Thank you everyone for your support and good thoughts during our time on the road this past month. 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<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW6JXE4AMMKa2DPbSCHn4GRQ3o63zFYuh5o4JKT8lsR08bMmV-YBqdQ8abKVQGwjAR1vM0kCgTCPtRg9RlvG84iYc2K7ue4FH64Hr3VlwbwsZH4Lua3dLOKotKZmTLBlZbioFj/s1600-h/1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW6JXE4AMMKa2DPbSCHn4GRQ3o63zFYuh5o4JKT8lsR08bMmV-YBqdQ8abKVQGwjAR1vM0kCgTCPtRg9RlvG84iYc2K7ue4FH64Hr3VlwbwsZH4Lua3dLOKotKZmTLBlZbioFj/s400/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439743205272648162" border="0" /></a></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><title></title><meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 3.1 (Win32)"><style type="text/css"> <!-- @page { margin: 0.79in } P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --> </style> </p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">At the beginning of our tour, we were handing out free Primal Strips courtesy of <a href="http://www.vegfund.org/">VegFund</a> to students when leafleting. We also gave out a few at my Charleston screening.
<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqCa2hOvZfaUPK31FK2I5QL_Ycf0yLNN3k1hhNeGheioyUzc5Hc65OW_1ESnfBv2PARdHGuUMr2d3holzYQIuoxxThgltpQXPfx2Y77xaJdv8_jxljBkutiE1dYWKFA9s8OIm0/s1600-h/2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqCa2hOvZfaUPK31FK2I5QL_Ycf0yLNN3k1hhNeGheioyUzc5Hc65OW_1ESnfBv2PARdHGuUMr2d3holzYQIuoxxThgltpQXPfx2Y77xaJdv8_jxljBkutiE1dYWKFA9s8OIm0/s400/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439743209964124194" border="0" /></a></span><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><i>Students at the screening reacted to the free strips and literature</i></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: bold;"> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">At this screening I met my second Greek – another stopped by the Columbia screening. Greeks can be very loyal that way – whether or not they are interested in the topic, they will come out to see other Greeks!
<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">This screening was hosted by Alliance for Planet Earth. Fritz, the group's leader, kindly brought fresh fruit and bread for the audience.
<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVr_vryg3Alpc8F3zctDeeSBj8-32w9c43_8NCUmIn_58EgilwQMo6LGVz4tatxHgQkoWXUD2aZGgVGSl5r-YYcsZ_JnhfVB_h_y2pKuy1oQiWLBmgmmkU-fqQkXWNfq_7zWv5/s1600-h/DSCF2825.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVr_vryg3Alpc8F3zctDeeSBj8-32w9c43_8NCUmIn_58EgilwQMo6LGVz4tatxHgQkoWXUD2aZGgVGSl5r-YYcsZ_JnhfVB_h_y2pKuy1oQiWLBmgmmkU-fqQkXWNfq_7zWv5/s400/DSCF2825.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439743222909696658" border="0" /></a></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><title></title><meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 3.1 (Win32)"><style type="text/css"> <!-- @page { margin: 0.79in } P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --> </style> </p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">Next we were off to play at Outer Space, directed there courtesy of Fritz himself. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhztzV-ig_9DK9_nZXLAAIoijPOlmhOcTMav6Zd-Zy2ynFFX4MMUu2FATZemhyphenhyphenKFEEV8UxChhjcNOBVfM2q0AGWeIIFvT_4MJ2O5BqSTRqjmz1PpJptFcHPuq1W8u_3y5q9xydz/s1600-h/fritz.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhztzV-ig_9DK9_nZXLAAIoijPOlmhOcTMav6Zd-Zy2ynFFX4MMUu2FATZemhyphenhyphenKFEEV8UxChhjcNOBVfM2q0AGWeIIFvT_4MJ2O5BqSTRqjmz1PpJptFcHPuq1W8u_3y5q9xydz/s400/fritz.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439763783339598386" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Rob, Fritz, me</span>
<br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">Fritz would like to see an alternative to Capitalism and presented us with the sweetest road gift, a box full of pecans, beans, quinoa, and spices.
<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">Outer Space is under an overpass, and warm as heck. Easiest load-in ever from parking lot to door to floor.
<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiJcmhyHrEjSfDlccFGoxmfOHJk5UqwYTej8Nhn7P1RvvtUVuuRSu4cUQkstv1Mh06krcGJfhYbBkRVN4esq2mt-V1bSKMT9pSFJc0gLXhyphenhyphen0-1HX2RBnxGKe4xu6AC80eDN7p0/s1600-h/DSCF2833.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiJcmhyHrEjSfDlccFGoxmfOHJk5UqwYTej8Nhn7P1RvvtUVuuRSu4cUQkstv1Mh06krcGJfhYbBkRVN4esq2mt-V1bSKMT9pSFJc0gLXhyphenhyphen0-1HX2RBnxGKe4xu6AC80eDN7p0/s400/DSCF2833.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439744240445281410" border="0" /></a></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">Seems to have a built-in audience as well – the audience of 50+ stayed for the entire show and actually listened to the bands. This was a Wednesday night, too.
<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhATwDms-2xwHPGTebgvKdSv8NxZc1pxIln_BcKtD_yw6ic9nXI1ZljVYVLRb869IZSStNBzU_YxX3qnG_wwqny7PYliFmjtePMVarvbVb7JiLN_VsTAvgdLJ30dVPG9n_BkXNw/s1600-h/BelovedBinge.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhATwDms-2xwHPGTebgvKdSv8NxZc1pxIln_BcKtD_yw6ic9nXI1ZljVYVLRb869IZSStNBzU_YxX3qnG_wwqny7PYliFmjtePMVarvbVb7JiLN_VsTAvgdLJ30dVPG9n_BkXNw/s400/BelovedBinge.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439743214126834738" border="0" /></a></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><title></title><meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 3.1 (Win32)"><style type="text/css"> <!-- @page { margin: 0.79in } P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --> </style> </p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">We played with two other duos, a new offshoot of another band called Cabbage and Sleepy Eye Giant. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEtZGsZhjo7XSSFGBYoxZ77YbpcdDCRIiVRluCsY5dw6b_wcd3h4kpFZjswqfPdCefuqKce7ojsw8JCYxIWMTprOdqDQObnqlKVLIVtJKd8FU1-ZWI1XNQmIHmsQTaXHBo1Yzx/s1600-h/DSCF2854.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEtZGsZhjo7XSSFGBYoxZ77YbpcdDCRIiVRluCsY5dw6b_wcd3h4kpFZjswqfPdCefuqKce7ojsw8JCYxIWMTprOdqDQObnqlKVLIVtJKd8FU1-ZWI1XNQmIHmsQTaXHBo1Yzx/s400/DSCF2854.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439744249361036546" border="0" /></a></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" >Sleepy Eye Giant</span>
<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><title></title><meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 3.1 (Win32)"><style type="text/css"> <!-- @page { margin: 0.79in } P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --> </style> </p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">This duo even had a mini-Korg ala ours as well as a I-forget-what-it's-called but it runs the Korg by foot, using pre-programed bass lines. Pretty cool! </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfftPyFg7EnTE2RYc_QoEKKDCYaKl_JyLp7dFeP9gQV88mj4U54joNZA1cmYz3PoFE7d0I5GU3y3YuoGekEFfqRMUVP2jYTjqV-TFz9y5eEYNDN3r-CSUpdmzv-eM26wGcqS7n/s1600-h/DSCF2866.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfftPyFg7EnTE2RYc_QoEKKDCYaKl_JyLp7dFeP9gQV88mj4U54joNZA1cmYz3PoFE7d0I5GU3y3YuoGekEFfqRMUVP2jYTjqV-TFz9y5eEYNDN3r-CSUpdmzv-eM26wGcqS7n/s400/DSCF2866.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439744265501392754" border="0" /></a></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><title></title><meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 3.1 (Win32)"><style type="text/css"> <!-- @page { margin: 0.79in } P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --> </style> </p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">Weston and BB eventually made it to Florida, via reststop. We camped here one night and the next day I found reststop ruins on a walk!</span></p><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEishl-Gp9VDbJS1yqJk8dDCqrqFvW9vpqyd4HCIHS6_kltz5J09eMZNjeb6hi7dRkVOhitzHQdJxnJkSgm362_P5VOc9rLL-tNhU8YGl3e7IILAhjdPh7c9bJtcu-xp6j90wMMb/s1600-h/reststopruins.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEishl-Gp9VDbJS1yqJk8dDCqrqFvW9vpqyd4HCIHS6_kltz5J09eMZNjeb6hi7dRkVOhitzHQdJxnJkSgm362_P5VOc9rLL-tNhU8YGl3e7IILAhjdPh7c9bJtcu-xp6j90wMMb/s400/reststopruins.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439764204889904866" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><i><b>Ruins, circa 1980?</b></i></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">We hit Jacksonville to leaflet next. I tried to engage Syba during quiet times in play but apparently my hint via stick was not enticing. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZrTpGzgn0ozt_TlsZ77aEytH1wK9gAWLxePEV9TVB4yvm2QIpWxaBVvnpYUhb1FXkR6Rqy27a-0XuwXQcZ4kPdWN3z9YYXx7tfx7MHZCVQK1u3Li0LBwMDgvMIoo1XKjTGXgS/s1600-h/DSCF2890.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZrTpGzgn0ozt_TlsZ77aEytH1wK9gAWLxePEV9TVB4yvm2QIpWxaBVvnpYUhb1FXkR6Rqy27a-0XuwXQcZ4kPdWN3z9YYXx7tfx7MHZCVQK1u3Li0LBwMDgvMIoo1XKjTGXgS/s400/DSCF2890.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439744269167912994" border="0" /></a></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><title></title><meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 3.1 (Win32)"><style type="text/css"> <!-- @page { margin: 0.79in } P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --> </style> </p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">Nevertheless, she enjoyed some rolling, which is always a crowd-pleaser.
<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCyQyYQH96L055x-M3LOlkzRsNRU76_psiJWFK99g9skYtMUUZj9r5qULtnPhsA5L83ALuN7UwVqmX6Aw2QMPLR6tICEx1aFg4kbEtlRZGZ7rdI1EKYnd82gdY0jgr9wqN05Jl/s1600-h/RobleafletSyba.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCyQyYQH96L055x-M3LOlkzRsNRU76_psiJWFK99g9skYtMUUZj9r5qULtnPhsA5L83ALuN7UwVqmX6Aw2QMPLR6tICEx1aFg4kbEtlRZGZ7rdI1EKYnd82gdY0jgr9wqN05Jl/s400/RobleafletSyba.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439764213155874114" border="0" /></a></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">One professor walked by as Rob offered a leaflet to “help animals” and she nodded toward Syba and said, sarcastically, “Nice touch.” </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgruT1IzR-pI9CPNyn1gdbVw48aTcVgfFKSepMdmx2ck7hZq-naegpbV4lDbRO9nfJM_BaKDW_4n6HGTvexozG55mjF3XnS3UyfFb8VshVrR3rNHkcsNz8fuOC9DAFUagZW7Yhy/s1600-h/1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgruT1IzR-pI9CPNyn1gdbVw48aTcVgfFKSepMdmx2ck7hZq-naegpbV4lDbRO9nfJM_BaKDW_4n6HGTvexozG55mjF3XnS3UyfFb8VshVrR3rNHkcsNz8fuOC9DAFUagZW7Yhy/s400/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439764217616447842" border="0" /></a></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><title></title><meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 3.1 (Win32)"><style type="text/css"> <!-- @page { margin: 0.79in } P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --> </style> </div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><span style=";font-family:arial;" ><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Getting clean. </span></span>
<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">Touring ain't always glamorous (unlike the rest of this post) and here Weston stops to do our laundry. We made it up to him though the next day when we stopped at the beach. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUvhZXdMHFORqrSRPc8gRm1sLxgWCJ4DSrhZbjUN1SAFS6GoH7tv1decc9bIKQm278uWQFOQ1RfiiNsJuafNtAgDPB-bkcG4OllqhtrDk9THpSq50lzjSJleSqIzp3yycHDpTn/s1600-h/2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUvhZXdMHFORqrSRPc8gRm1sLxgWCJ4DSrhZbjUN1SAFS6GoH7tv1decc9bIKQm278uWQFOQ1RfiiNsJuafNtAgDPB-bkcG4OllqhtrDk9THpSq50lzjSJleSqIzp3yycHDpTn/s400/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439764227951832402" border="0" /></a></span> </p> <div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Now that's Weston.
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<br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr-DzFrN5xwhMDilT7gQFFusYdVckNTVh0CQ-xu7l54pqWruw27uXAbF_OYReM-M9TigufLzNoomP-LMwAIma0BQrhBFc2YxHeGfJ5ZgIkq1zhIxjHLRualjEfcjTsA01_vMmE/s1600-h/3.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr-DzFrN5xwhMDilT7gQFFusYdVckNTVh0CQ-xu7l54pqWruw27uXAbF_OYReM-M9TigufLzNoomP-LMwAIma0BQrhBFc2YxHeGfJ5ZgIkq1zhIxjHLRualjEfcjTsA01_vMmE/s400/3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439764233685133170" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" >Syba, conscientious objector to photo taking</span><span style="font-size:100%;">
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<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8AbEbzBar13t4bE9kOt6pmud6Ffl0fw9lvfEnPzPHqIiz25l1A2MY5jovmYgFCOmmyYzGjWbFGdMv42195WsFTduGgZtY-x9E5zhmx5Do3pS5NlktU5D7dLUcvFtAx4piasrr/s1600-h/5.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8AbEbzBar13t4bE9kOt6pmud6Ffl0fw9lvfEnPzPHqIiz25l1A2MY5jovmYgFCOmmyYzGjWbFGdMv42195WsFTduGgZtY-x9E5zhmx5Do3pS5NlktU5D7dLUcvFtAx4piasrr/s400/5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439764538112812226" border="0" /></a></span><meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><title></title><meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 3.1 (Win32)"><style type="text/css"> <!-- @page { margin: 0.79in } P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --> </style> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Rob, dog whisperer. This usually precedes Syba burping in his face.</span></p><span style="font-size:100%;">
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<br />We dusted off the sand and headed toward Yesterday's Social Club to play the Infintesmal monthly showcase bbq. </span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioAJVw7vZixexVk__PLadlgpml16K9ZmEYrwLIHfsRre22W8PfzlB-rs-nPwVr1x5a2Bc-7i7W_4n0023buDY-WsqNdneHMI5DODgXPhHxMge9UFFo2YsmGCNo05trFz2vRQDE/s1600-h/8.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioAJVw7vZixexVk__PLadlgpml16K9ZmEYrwLIHfsRre22W8PfzlB-rs-nPwVr1x5a2Bc-7i7W_4n0023buDY-WsqNdneHMI5DODgXPhHxMge9UFFo2YsmGCNo05trFz2vRQDE/s400/8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439765104050651074" border="0" /></a></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">Plenty of vegan options were available and Rob ate well that night. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6jbTZT9-Xi-3Ko-De5aA4SFmOcnAQTnFeQ-OnXcNllxwC-IsQiAC4DSek1TeWh6HO98WdA8cF_BbXXIbIEyPC_-YNvENh0p3cFzQFixrFr74mEqjPvI7IBVlB8OXR5GEjNYF6/s1600-h/9.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6jbTZT9-Xi-3Ko-De5aA4SFmOcnAQTnFeQ-OnXcNllxwC-IsQiAC4DSek1TeWh6HO98WdA8cF_BbXXIbIEyPC_-YNvENh0p3cFzQFixrFr74mEqjPvI7IBVlB8OXR5GEjNYF6/s400/9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439765110529141778" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">There were many bands sharing the bill, all a part of the Infintesmal family. We were grateful to be included since we are foreigners.
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<br /></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcZAFTG4k6TISR7yyKo4TN2VH4l9_FQZRLmqi2Tps4rR9gQ8sIW88gl2n_M-FdrjvoZ3v1LDj4U-LjLP6eGjqjfwH2GKsGraS_Hm5zvZ9MiJK-99k3xl5vuBF5xX4x2wJ7YUJt/s1600-h/10.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcZAFTG4k6TISR7yyKo4TN2VH4l9_FQZRLmqi2Tps4rR9gQ8sIW88gl2n_M-FdrjvoZ3v1LDj4U-LjLP6eGjqjfwH2GKsGraS_Hm5zvZ9MiJK-99k3xl5vuBF5xX4x2wJ7YUJt/s400/10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439765119001580194" border="0" /></a></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">Jack of Devil's Playground kindly transferred our show to this showcase, and the sweet folks at Infintesmal included us. They also have an awesome band, called Memphibians.</span></p><span style="font-size:100%;">
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<br /></span></p><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">Another early band we really enjoyed and have a t-shirt to prove it were <a href="http://www.myspace.com/tuffy">Tuffy</a>. Though they are compared to Modest Mouse, I think they deviate as well. After the show one of the guitar players drunkenly was selling/giving away his shirts, so we traded him one for a CD.
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<br /></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjK4reNC98OgoQgjsnyWR5LpvwbrSowREzmNJUQSDtkl_rL36sftwpgBFlPUFVeOy60f7zFC8dRu0rUaS2maZDtLO2nvQtzlHSF9yBr9qiD13B95VDp6OL2t09UV6eKRNWpsvP/s1600-h/11.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjK4reNC98OgoQgjsnyWR5LpvwbrSowREzmNJUQSDtkl_rL36sftwpgBFlPUFVeOy60f7zFC8dRu0rUaS2maZDtLO2nvQtzlHSF9yBr9qiD13B95VDp6OL2t09UV6eKRNWpsvP/s400/11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439765119168357986" border="0" /></a></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">Another highlight was a band that takes Switcharoonie to a new level, <a href="http://www.myspace.com/thedogdigs">Dig Dog</a>.
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<br /></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQQFNMyvTsgXZngnLJpTfN-2zb5jJXmsu52XStsBluDwxS3f4zHkr8zIb8HNIz_2e-JF_FPgVYhdUsQb3z1oHRJmW2U9-_6AsuKHhG5De1ZGhDwNC0VUIXZ5gsl4_89HoBW3T2/s1600-h/13.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQQFNMyvTsgXZngnLJpTfN-2zb5jJXmsu52XStsBluDwxS3f4zHkr8zIb8HNIz_2e-JF_FPgVYhdUsQb3z1oHRJmW2U9-_6AsuKHhG5De1ZGhDwNC0VUIXZ5gsl4_89HoBW3T2/s400/13.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439765485373283522" border="0" /></a></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">All three players took turn at the drums and each was excellent. Catchy songs and fun stage act with audience stage-sitting. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">We were happy to meet a handful of vegans and vegetarians too. One of the co-founders of the label is vegan, and his fiance runs the “Southeasts only completely vegan catering company,” <a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.myspace.com/amyguacamole">Amy Guacamole</a>. Check it out. She knew all about cashew cheese technology and vegan sausages. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIeoZKGYpwL38Fg2UlDvbPjzENbwkNBRkHansJ8pki25gT9sMesrwI4u-4LvGebp1Gf92-iZS3G7IlHILv99I1arTgOleuPLQLDBKEenkKjwjy9M54IG_-kg0M9sBRlH9uW15x/s1600-h/14.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIeoZKGYpwL38Fg2UlDvbPjzENbwkNBRkHansJ8pki25gT9sMesrwI4u-4LvGebp1Gf92-iZS3G7IlHILv99I1arTgOleuPLQLDBKEenkKjwjy9M54IG_-kg0M9sBRlH9uW15x/s400/14.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439765488494804882" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">Next we were off to the woods to get some quiet camping time and hiking in with Syba. Hiking was somewhat conducted in fear after Rob learned that <span style="font-weight: bold;">wild boar</span> inhabit the woods and, per the ranger's warning, will Take Your Dog and Eat Him/Her. (And feel no guilt!)
<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">While I did not want to encounter such a fate, I thought that this claim might be a little overblown and a way for them to encourage you to keep your dog on leash. Until, that is, we encountered this: </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieTeIcCkkCIUZXvWqxO5O9xEfb8h2UdKsJcNLmQghyeft8mOjquNper2cJ-aL9G22e4fvIvdjJ_0GRzspsKYiv1-0zfIqHuHwmYq9DRZQiCbW6XEhlspFPeabzvH3fUX3iu_TO/s1600-h/15.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieTeIcCkkCIUZXvWqxO5O9xEfb8h2UdKsJcNLmQghyeft8mOjquNper2cJ-aL9G22e4fvIvdjJ_0GRzspsKYiv1-0zfIqHuHwmYq9DRZQiCbW6XEhlspFPeabzvH3fUX3iu_TO/s400/15.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439765497010927810" border="0" /></a></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Wild Boar Prints!</span>
<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">Later that night, we awoke in fear upon hearing loud rustling in our camp. The rest is hazy, but I believe I nudged Rob and said, “The boar are here! The boar are here!” </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">However, in the sanity of daylight, hoof prints were not to be found at our camp. Images of their knocking over Weston and grabbing a tasty meal of Syba faded to a slight feeling of silliness. This was reflected in the following photo shoot, which I call <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Fern on Your Head</span> and <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Pinecone on Your Head</span>.
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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6P98fPe4d-gdNpbdMZrc9gkUJ6HdQ1xhO97i2AVGawkOSYoe5ZOONqlKeYgdtnRp3XARSv0Y3CaEj7ENuF273mnZhecVo6w43NrcGhABfYEr-2T8yisw47ll3mR3zmcp-lU3q/s400/22.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439765894282933202" border="0" /></a></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil8-IsZJBqj7w8PZtdmUvy1pf75LTir-4zruDPp-NUZh7y4_HBO9YGKkYtVQx3fdO2cD3wiMmseM_KZE8NxfjzoDBgAJJCKuJz5PBSfE0dU9RwFeHux1apJobq7yhQ3Ds5N7L8/s1600-h/23.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil8-IsZJBqj7w8PZtdmUvy1pf75LTir-4zruDPp-NUZh7y4_HBO9YGKkYtVQx3fdO2cD3wiMmseM_KZE8NxfjzoDBgAJJCKuJz5PBSfE0dU9RwFeHux1apJobq7yhQ3Ds5N7L8/s400/23.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439766392198069746" border="0" /></a></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;">Besides pinecone walking contests, we also enjoyed a hike. </span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCdWbl1LuDmQ7WmBrMijMKd-c17XlMtmP7UA_QPD-4z_cjK3nmT6q5RIkKJSrZXhTmGKVJ7yOjQUO30EFTMc1jgnWyvud5ApzS3iJFyLME7PLVArwWyYb_inuwEV8d3XN92QdJ/s1600-h/20.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvmzwUra2FGpnu1_DdowPdrJ8SBKv4OY1nusgo8G22O4nLA6-zHuVSfXIyBfIyzkZyrn2UJQwxr1UYjLrlBDQhNK_1fAx6mhrDFwPKguXQFO5Bt5Odwu8HV9HZ58iKrNEoYZ7F/s400/21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439765885472190722" border="0" /></a></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">Next we had a screening in St. Augustine, the “Oldest City in the USA.” Of course, this means the oldest that was “discovered by Europeans.” It has a nice cozy downtown, but very touristyish.
<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">We screened the film at Flagler College and were happy to find the members of <a href="http://bakeryoutletrecords.com/">Bakery Outlet Records</a> in attendance. (We're looking forward to our show later next week at Nobby's back in St. Augustine!) </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">A nice reporter from the Gargoyle attended and interviewed me afterward. There should be an article soon. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">We then headed out with Rich and Ashley of Bakery Outlet Records and enjoyed our first meal at a raw vegan restaurant. The food was phenomenal and the whatever it was made of sundae was delicious. Better still was hanging out with the awesome BOR folks. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">Next we were off to Winter Park to screen the documentary at Rolllins College with the EcoRollins group. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvlRWlb9TWQU64Fi1Nu2XhunE2Wghkg2e7yK2mqalapjpxNBczbOiv7-RcmycJfUkgXPeJGDaPmI6wNZJ0sUHfM57nyq6o6IAy4firhwnIsU0VkKy3gvTaasbv5bRWjnG8DKR8/s1600-h/25.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvlRWlb9TWQU64Fi1Nu2XhunE2Wghkg2e7yK2mqalapjpxNBczbOiv7-RcmycJfUkgXPeJGDaPmI6wNZJ0sUHfM57nyq6o6IAy4firhwnIsU0VkKy3gvTaasbv5bRWjnG8DKR8/s400/25.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439766398957364834" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">They had a delicious buffet of spanikopita, hummous, pita, and juices. The screening was held in a ballroom so fancy I felt like I should have worn a suit, or at least, a sweater without dog hair.
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<br /></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZIaFGKiUab649EdSW2lbUwkKMyj9IX5dWzODs7HDUzbvuqDuWKQu_mUNPuC9OTuc1JdkxzSlrlO9MhgNNW0KOcByKQG3-Y05Cg-m3nj6lpvm-GvTSDm6jcyBirz5SIgEEzdNq/s1600-h/26.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZIaFGKiUab649EdSW2lbUwkKMyj9IX5dWzODs7HDUzbvuqDuWKQu_mUNPuC9OTuc1JdkxzSlrlO9MhgNNW0KOcByKQG3-Y05Cg-m3nj6lpvm-GvTSDm6jcyBirz5SIgEEzdNq/s400/26.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439766403916380194" border="0" /></a></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">After the screening we had a show at the Peacock Room, but heard there was one of those Supreme Master restaurants nearby so we headed out to order some delicious foods.</span></p><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7zY4lZwqWDUHkoBNVB8t_V34Uz89Ezqs8ep3Z7naD_6FP53PPcExgikxbgpgq4MUCg8LkBBL0qtB0xpQIf3tEf3fFi6CqooJMtamuWekGst96SmZPYtnNlEjUiXMJ7WIDj48m/s1600-h/27.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7zY4lZwqWDUHkoBNVB8t_V34Uz89Ezqs8ep3Z7naD_6FP53PPcExgikxbgpgq4MUCg8LkBBL0qtB0xpQIf3tEf3fFi6CqooJMtamuWekGst96SmZPYtnNlEjUiXMJ7WIDj48m/s400/27.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439766407737606146" border="0" /></a></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">How can you go wrong with such a happy name? While we waited for our order I fueled up. Weston needs gas and I need sweet:</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinwfL-lTObyq7URl802dJ98Yg5thlPAWQMH4rLrtJXolCq0Dz_5uLHVv5Ytf5S8mRYCzeUsqSj6FQ0ZfrQXu2hHQisdoDn8SVjO68EWbihdrCiu7pAznNfjDn6EcGRKlQrA9t4/s1600-h/28.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinwfL-lTObyq7URl802dJ98Yg5thlPAWQMH4rLrtJXolCq0Dz_5uLHVv5Ytf5S8mRYCzeUsqSj6FQ0ZfrQXu2hHQisdoDn8SVjO68EWbihdrCiu7pAznNfjDn6EcGRKlQrA9t4/s400/28.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439766413158285458" border="0" /></a></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">The Peacock Room show was mostly uneventful, though we met some nice folks at the end who helped Rob leaflet the next day, and the sound guy / owner was fun to talk with. He played Seattle during the early 90's and we talked about RIP clubs I miss terribly such as Rkcndy and the wonderful OK Hotel.
<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYGQI6Z7SvxCyO2dpcKFK8OlRtt_-bb4rMXlilftJ-tALVMgzfb__s2_gKTZRNxZYJEuDINGKgH84vJqV4Absc4lcbLkL3jYnKCANKO3JtrOMOzs8txg0v_P8gGNPmta3v6m68/s1600-h/29.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYGQI6Z7SvxCyO2dpcKFK8OlRtt_-bb4rMXlilftJ-tALVMgzfb__s2_gKTZRNxZYJEuDINGKgH84vJqV4Absc4lcbLkL3jYnKCANKO3JtrOMOzs8txg0v_P8gGNPmta3v6m68/s400/29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439766870992889410" border="0" /></a></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">For this show, we were to play the entire set of 3 hours. I wrote up a setlist and divided it into three sets, and BB played a lot of oldies and songs we don't typically perform, mostly for an empty room as the bar and performance space are separate. However, bands receive a percentage of bar sales so we didn't do too badly financially. I would recommend playing with a local at this venue (as with most others) though.
<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">They were very dog-friendly and Syba got to hang out and be our audience. Though Syba's all about the clubs, the next day it was dog park time. </span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;">
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<br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">Next we were off to Miami. I was not really looking forward to it as my only images of the city were from references of very old MTV Spring Break specials. As we rolled up to Sweat Records, located in a neighborhood that makes ours look like Disneyland, we were happy to find our friends inside: </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhYZWQiVJPer743bCbkZU44zlSzFwQDeqHxDYfl4W3cSWE6LUO0hTYNhsTWjFwObbOSniw32WTKEWmZKTs5oR65IaOc0O72bmBazaZOpUDyO7efFaira59YDLW_efZLPOJh4K7/s1600-h/2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhYZWQiVJPer743bCbkZU44zlSzFwQDeqHxDYfl4W3cSWE6LUO0hTYNhsTWjFwObbOSniw32WTKEWmZKTs5oR65IaOc0O72bmBazaZOpUDyO7efFaira59YDLW_efZLPOJh4K7/s400/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439766886374213410" border="0" /></a></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">Not only did they stock vegan cupcakes, but primal strips and more vegan goodness. </span><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">Fellow husband-wife duo <a href="http://www.myspace.com/pocketoflollipops">Pocket of Lollipops</a> played their sympatico off-kilter songs for us.</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeIX_Rmzz6k-duYhAVBgXTq0UJmUwIHlArXJUZbWXbnHSzGLjXZXkobhn0eSWTx0KLeQf6gjdzCtzZZBXW0THukpVefkXd4sIamyjLqA-u2EIBk5VnnBN5RGrveopvEYrS0mnY/s1600-h/3.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeIX_Rmzz6k-duYhAVBgXTq0UJmUwIHlArXJUZbWXbnHSzGLjXZXkobhn0eSWTx0KLeQf6gjdzCtzZZBXW0THukpVefkXd4sIamyjLqA-u2EIBk5VnnBN5RGrveopvEYrS0mnY/s400/3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439767263336018594" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">There was a lot going on that night in Miami, and Matt (Sweat Records employee) recommended we check out the International Noise Festival next door at Churchill's Pub after our early show. This began what I can only call a whirlwind of days and new musician friends and unexpected shows that we've never quite experienced before. It was this night that due to a few random chance experiences we began our venture into the music community of Miami. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">The first surprise was not related to the Miami community but our own: we were beyond happy to find Scotty not only attending the fest...</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrTo82DbF0o8CqZTPcwUSTJLZOjeOyGBZEi-MqIE1rouGU_RCU2ug5oWcewZWDA6tPv8_XzOfnBs73AkwqA-w7sg22IDnDC6SJKWWgW0n8XTcNGjQYa45443vZ9YE8BhOwV6EE/s1600-h/5.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrTo82DbF0o8CqZTPcwUSTJLZOjeOyGBZEi-MqIE1rouGU_RCU2ug5oWcewZWDA6tPv8_XzOfnBs73AkwqA-w7sg22IDnDC6SJKWWgW0n8XTcNGjQYa45443vZ9YE8BhOwV6EE/s400/5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439767271688442434" border="0" /></a></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">...but putting on a camera-flashing audience-gawking performance via Clang Quartet: </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-0tr1o2T0-bHr8FvU4AdNRRJsBuAFbRt2AbBprIxYYxhjCOJ9kofcYXHYdSQn-kI3M70OkrmhbR_GKBmJGoNkWaxJi-QMkGQXFWiuyKx67sQie5YnOD-ixw5Y1Pemn0WfZx3C/s1600-h/4.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-0tr1o2T0-bHr8FvU4AdNRRJsBuAFbRt2AbBprIxYYxhjCOJ9kofcYXHYdSQn-kI3M70OkrmhbR_GKBmJGoNkWaxJi-QMkGQXFWiuyKx67sQie5YnOD-ixw5Y1Pemn0WfZx3C/s400/4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439767266853364722" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">He and many others travel from afar to attend this conference, organized by Rat Bastard, the Godfather of Noise, whom we met later that night. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">We also ran into a man that happened to stop by our Sweat Records show earlier that night. He said he liked BB then invited us to play the conference the next night, Friday. Since we're not a noise act, I was worried BB would not quite fit in. He hushed us up and pointed out the other non-noise acts playing. It wasn't until later that I realized the conference was more about acceptance of different musical expressions than about simply noise acts. It's all noise. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">This same man refers to himself as the “Japanese Jew” and has played in several projects including his most recent, Big Bad Brown. I'd link you to his site, but he doesn't have any recordings up and does not plan to. Luckily, I've got a short video posted below.
<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">He also had a recording studio for years. He is apparently referred to as the Miami Andy Warhol, which ain't just because of his glasses. We discussed production (he is an executive producer at Universal, I believe) and he introduced us to his current bassist Henry. In talking with him about music and also the question I have “what's the most difficult thing about being alive?” I found him to be humble and compassionate. And comedic. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">Miami runs late, and we were at this club until after 2:00 am and could have stayed longer. Met many of Ravelstein's friends and had some great conversations that night, which are my favorite (conversations).
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<br /></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7Kz6-NhFXcmuqams71ZBiIW7HJF2sg5XUOleqv3SFozTsME9g0AJzB6_S_Tuxx9hKB1-L_GxthlII8OBQgc6DKG9a-0x4oLVwba9mtxN15ywvIqLGgDLSmv49h20val6ymU_N/s1600-h/6.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7Kz6-NhFXcmuqams71ZBiIW7HJF2sg5XUOleqv3SFozTsME9g0AJzB6_S_Tuxx9hKB1-L_GxthlII8OBQgc6DKG9a-0x4oLVwba9mtxN15ywvIqLGgDLSmv49h20val6ymU_N/s400/6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439767282768411586" border="0" /></a></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">Saturday was for more dog parks, and we found another in Tropical Park. For some strange reason most of Miami parks do not allow dogs. Luckily, the dog park did in fact allow dogs, and Syba found a friend right away.</span></p><span style="font-size:100%;">
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<br /></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTy6JUN9X4li6UV_8V_hady_XqX2NNtDKCKAnNf1XnMG02i6sjfG47-WfbLC4e37wY9gP5qR6vu8Gf-sYbpKEx_wpwMXCJh1MNLHyq5-kdga-Nvm5IO2JkN2NdJP75KUDnrljE/s1600-h/8.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTy6JUN9X4li6UV_8V_hady_XqX2NNtDKCKAnNf1XnMG02i6sjfG47-WfbLC4e37wY9gP5qR6vu8Gf-sYbpKEx_wpwMXCJh1MNLHyq5-kdga-Nvm5IO2JkN2NdJP75KUDnrljE/s400/8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439767794319311858" border="0" /></a></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">We were ready for our set at Churchill's. The club has been around for years and Marilyn Manson got their start here. It has that feel of longevity and history, a long-time dive similar to the Milestone in Charlotte.
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<br /></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDctgnx70Ol0YgqxlyzBXbvj3pEjKp4DRiS_UMAO4p02Sw8X-YTnd4Dr_9BsklzGOcx-Lh1PThP-3vv_U0RMUzVLq9wcHk0nWsjTLuAQmAP9dlvYDQzJdLdfQyoEbNyrufq3md/s1600-h/9.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDctgnx70Ol0YgqxlyzBXbvj3pEjKp4DRiS_UMAO4p02Sw8X-YTnd4Dr_9BsklzGOcx-Lh1PThP-3vv_U0RMUzVLq9wcHk0nWsjTLuAQmAP9dlvYDQzJdLdfQyoEbNyrufq3md/s400/9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439767802585069010" border="0" /></a></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">BB played on the outdoor patio after a noise act. The sets were all pretty informal, which was good since Rob's guitar was tuned to a bass that night. Nothing like a little dissonance. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">Our new friend Henry played next, with his informally named project the Mystics. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVyagWHJYr7sQDqZYNNR_8O5q5BJRtKUf-dhs-TB86aZBqE8J7fNWExZM87yY6KoZSXZ-OOv_AkMxJgHlzRtDXFlE1UKaYu7d5KYbpyN4X6V2Exsfyy23dCKrXnJlKQ2lM44kV/s1600-h/10.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVyagWHJYr7sQDqZYNNR_8O5q5BJRtKUf-dhs-TB86aZBqE8J7fNWExZM87yY6KoZSXZ-OOv_AkMxJgHlzRtDXFlE1UKaYu7d5KYbpyN4X6V2Exsfyy23dCKrXnJlKQ2lM44kV/s400/10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439767803537049298" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">With distorted bass hitting and slamming throughout, then bow-breaking at the end, one can only imagine how dangerous Henry's set was after he asked his bandmate, apologetically: “Did I hurt you in the end?” </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">They were awesome, but might have been responsible for breaking my camera as the above is the last normal picture our poor 2002 model camera took. From then on, there are some artful, but distracting lines present:</span></p><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjopJctt-Ig1aYL95hUYl2_hbWkx03ebYJ7S8PZKZ8QOF2FbC6fevZ6v8cdck6ZOFAs9dR__Y9ecK05TmkZ82201Qv-dWAWx1JmxELVZ4mPg8aZL_Uzg4FDUE7JB4T7pxj-mGbG/s1600-h/11.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjopJctt-Ig1aYL95hUYl2_hbWkx03ebYJ7S8PZKZ8QOF2FbC6fevZ6v8cdck6ZOFAs9dR__Y9ecK05TmkZ82201Qv-dWAWx1JmxELVZ4mPg8aZL_Uzg4FDUE7JB4T7pxj-mGbG/s400/11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439767809783332082" border="0" /></a></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Camera fall down and go boom. Is there therapy for cameras?</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">My solution? Ala Dawn Dineen and her new duo <a href="http://www.somersetfrisby.com/">Somerset Frisby</a>, I bought a Flip Video Camera. Footage to follow. I'm amazed at the sound and picture quality. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">Saturday night we played a show for the other side of Miami, at a love festival taking place at Tobacco Road. It's more of a sports/blues bar, and I remembered what it felt like to play to an audience not so much into the rubble pop we play. In fact, I ended our set early, but did not throw my drumsticks. In the beginning, the sound guy asked if I knew how to play the drums well. It wasn't a good sign. If we had of just played a show here, we would have dismissed Miami completely. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">Good news was, Churchill's called us to ask if we would like to join the bill with our new friend Henry & Ravelstein's band for the Fat Tuesday party on 2/16. We were planning on checking out their show anyway so why not play as well. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">Before this, our next stop was a trip back to West Palm Beach to visit my Dad's eldest brother Sotos, and his wife Eleni. Though they live in Toronto they head down here each year to avoid becoming frozen. It was wonderful to be with family for a couple of days. A highlight was their singing a duet with my Dad's sister Katie and Uncle Taki (who are in Karditsa, Greece) via Skype:</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">
<br /></span> </p> <div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ea048d4be3c28e44&type=video%2Fmp4"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwLC1_jVJud8BquU1GEfwjdnCK4fSam5PPEqeJQ0gNM8Ppd37Z1Gg7u_T31JjjQRaCYRPMNkfkwhJ4' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></a></span></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">On Tuesday we held a noon screening of my documentary at Florida International University for the Environmental Law Society.
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<br /></span> </p><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">Afterward we enjoyed some down time at VO Leafleter Extraordinare Linda's home. She kindly treated us to homemade quesadillas made with the new <a href="http://www.daiyafoods.com/where.html">Daiya</a> vegan cheese.
<br /></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">Later that night, we headed back to Churchill's for our show with Big Bad Brown and Ravelstein. We liked them a whole heck of a lot. Here is one of their hits: </span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;">
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<br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">It was their first show with their 'new' project, and a Tuesday night, so pretty quiet...that is, until Tom showed up. During our set this tall blonde man that reminded us of a combo of Rob's dad and brother started the Super Heckle of BB. It was great. Some words were exchanged about my drumming and insults hurled about our lack of knowledge of bands he rattled off. Then we dedicated “Miso” to him. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">Turns out he's going through some hard times, and quite a character, writes a music blog for the Miami Herald, and plays in a band called <a href="http://www.blowflymusic.com/">Blowfly</a> (the singer wrote songs for KC and the Sunshine Band and others and reportedly wrote/rapped the first rap song).
<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">We ended up staying at his house two nights, and he not only accompanied us to my documentary screening the next day, but ran up to tell the radio station who then made an announcement, handed out handbills at the college (Miami Dade, Kendall) and did an (unrequested) intro to the event (or rather, to the state of security at the college). Afterward, he took us to a veg restaurant, then an Indian store next door where we met up with Henry briefly. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">Here we find him back seat driving:
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<br /></span> </p> <div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=cb17c799f8c597b4&type=video%2Fmp4"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzcVxR9cC5zu4nbBnAysL7EF7gDQbzQg89hYlf4M_r75aaDBc8WcpD1-7ZnvqK7kDdNgESaEsm2mDQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></a></span></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">“</span><span style="font-size:100%;">They will click-it-or-ticket-your ass in a heartbeat.”</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">Now I can use this when my navigational skills are challenged by Beloved. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">Later that night we went to Whole Foods for a group shopping trip then I made some greens and vegan sausages.
<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">Exhausted but happy after Miami, Rob and I were off to Ft. Myers on Thursday for another screening.
<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">Thank you to everyone who has treated us so kindly on the road. After our last long tour, I reworked my idea of "local" to include the community of musicians we meet touring. The road is a place where character is exposed and you find out, quickly who your friends are and who will become your future community.
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Snowbird'n Post #1.<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDRZOMzoQ8-5uxv48H2sIw7Ct0flHjxTHbEa15dOkqUdgCyx1UB2CUG5aQCSA_g4fIMrLUveOndhM5TmNo1O0G5tUQ_XZLcIa2dNXPhQTOP-kPmYQeTaAt60ExBU5bsXdrMrvr/s1600-h/DSCF2766.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDRZOMzoQ8-5uxv48H2sIw7Ct0flHjxTHbEa15dOkqUdgCyx1UB2CUG5aQCSA_g4fIMrLUveOndhM5TmNo1O0G5tUQ_XZLcIa2dNXPhQTOP-kPmYQeTaAt60ExBU5bsXdrMrvr/s400/DSCF2766.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433806895638302962" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >View from BB's back door, 1/31. Note Beloved's woodpile.</span></span></span><br /></div><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Beloved and Binge fled through the iced Governor-warned-us-not-to-drive roads on the morn of February 1st, heading to Columbia, SC to screen <span style="font-style: italic;">Seeing Through the Fence</span> for a Politics in Film course at the University of South Carolina.<br /><br />The class was full, about 90 students in attendance. When I asked if any of them were vegetarian or vegan, only one or two hands went up. We played the film, then I hosted a discussion afterward for about an hour. There were many questions about health, economics, and even a new one, which was: "What about greyhound and horse racing?"<br /><br />As always, it was an amazing experience talking about this issue with a large group of people who had possibly not had much exposure to the issue. Particularly critical when investigations keep coming out <a href="http://www.mercyforanimals.org/dairy/">such as this one conducted by Mercy for Animals at a NY dairy farm</a>. (This was on <a href="http://www.thisdishisvegetarian.com/2010/02/0061cnn-airs-mercy-for-animals.html">CNN</a>, too.) Sometimes folks ask why we don't eat dairy products. This question is answered with a look at this video...t</span><span style="font-family:arial;">he CNN one is less graphic, but both are informative. </span><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;">Rob is in charge of picture-taking at the screenings, but I distracted him with statistics-writing (as in, how many veg students?) so there are no visuals during the class screening. Picture tiered rows upon rows in a lecture hall. However, later that night (about one hour after the Q&A finished) I held a screening for the environmental group SAGE at the Green Quad for about 30 people.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS3mkqY8_iQ2tuM-3FHAXhKpEmiM809bBLFMd23tM4DGwodvwdPmCeTNty6In3dmP9brvi5Gx7A3AdV2lT6NvZ0Y8T4ABAkUoT519HaezGor_Ix9nsMuSpEEU8lVGAC6GQQnEf/s1600-h/DSCF2771.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS3mkqY8_iQ2tuM-3FHAXhKpEmiM809bBLFMd23tM4DGwodvwdPmCeTNty6In3dmP9brvi5Gx7A3AdV2lT6NvZ0Y8T4ABAkUoT519HaezGor_Ix9nsMuSpEEU8lVGAC6GQQnEf/s400/DSCF2771.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433806905151525426" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">The next day, Rob and I leafleted the school for <a href="http://www.adoptacollege.org/">Adopt a College</a> and handed out free <a href="http://www.primalspiritfoods.com/">primal strips</a> (courtesy Vegfund.org).<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3iaeMNqZqyN7zt05au6tb5-DBMbOO9JIp9vJw3J7BCNAqSLYb8IKOvPdGx1unMRKLHCq5F12LuIkepjVSvUL_QOdLdg83PkVDdtGi8J0aPY9eIV3AZvgDX2Ur7TLbz4HQidgh/s1600-h/DSCF2786.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3iaeMNqZqyN7zt05au6tb5-DBMbOO9JIp9vJw3J7BCNAqSLYb8IKOvPdGx1unMRKLHCq5F12LuIkepjVSvUL_QOdLdg83PkVDdtGi8J0aPY9eIV3AZvgDX2Ur7TLbz4HQidgh/s400/DSCF2786.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433806913651269634" border="0" /></a><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">One for you, two for me. </span></span><br /></div><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />While leafleting, a student came up to me and said he really liked the film and told all of his friends about it, which was very nice, since I'm never certain of the response unless I hear direct feedback.<br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyTy9c3-vsXhKb-1DJRrAhkvxJvcen7iZV7RZwNILvfZrz9rPZnUMMgY_xPKihtVV6mtMthd0HNEoM_P4J9wZJxScKrKmFSyee0eVAw-CPYwDu6LILo7qb4mXiCTT44QTFZIb7/s1600-h/DSCF2775.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyTy9c3-vsXhKb-1DJRrAhkvxJvcen7iZV7RZwNILvfZrz9rPZnUMMgY_xPKihtVV6mtMthd0HNEoM_P4J9wZJxScKrKmFSyee0eVAw-CPYwDu6LILo7qb4mXiCTT44QTFZIb7/s400/DSCF2775.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433818284796945410" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Syba helped too.<br /><br />Speaking of the screenings, it's always inspiring both to meet instructors and students who are engaged in some form of activism outside of their own interest. In other words, in addition to self-improvement, they are reaching out to frost the world, if the world were a vegan cupcake, with even more frosting. </span><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxpS1aqRYwLCpPi9UXbUOttSh2gWUG5nddd2QL3M0fQwVooryErocDdXmsFvZ8X6sWYAWdool4UL7kYqkViVTSDW3zf5IkuhdfRsWqWUsMmlc1sULPfSpQFPIsqpviQpnNwo5K/s1600-h/DSCF2792.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxpS1aqRYwLCpPi9UXbUOttSh2gWUG5nddd2QL3M0fQwVooryErocDdXmsFvZ8X6sWYAWdool4UL7kYqkViVTSDW3zf5IkuhdfRsWqWUsMmlc1sULPfSpQFPIsqpviQpnNwo5K/s400/DSCF2792.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433806918793747586" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">So many cupcakes and only one stomach. </span></span><br /></div><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">After today, I do believe in the Vegan Cupcake God(dess). On our way to a wifi location, we happened upon an Earthfare grocery store. That was VCG's first act of kindness to us. Second, when I stopped at the bakery case, I was greeted by at least five different kinds of vegan cupcakes and cakes. The clerk informed me that the bakery manager here is vegan! This was VCG's second act for us.<br /></span></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijHp7UBY1i7NCpjH6Hmq1HnjYaYkW_uVQc48azq5Ny6TE6-337MOfKlIrrOBL22RkeL8T4Oq0HHAGP8DiT4-m8n_RoYfLnwV5hD2uowCok8okprUFm3Qfx0QXTRLmLlnx9z_xQ/s1600-h/DSCF2796.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijHp7UBY1i7NCpjH6Hmq1HnjYaYkW_uVQc48azq5Ny6TE6-337MOfKlIrrOBL22RkeL8T4Oq0HHAGP8DiT4-m8n_RoYfLnwV5hD2uowCok8okprUFm3Qfx0QXTRLmLlnx9z_xQ/s400/DSCF2796.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433814473452800754" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Mint doesn't have to be green</span>.</span></span><br /></div><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">After tasting the first selection, I began to doubt VCG's existence due to the apparent spirulina mixed in with the frosting to make it green. Not a good flavor combination, if you're thinking of trying it at home. Mr. Beloved finished the slice for me.<br /><br />However, I began to Believe again after buying a second selection -- Banana!<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc9dHXP5q2ibT_oJjPJ6OylFm84H33eiNr6srmzTowHqUCVwe3Ud38cIvqszO4ocKik3RdjFFWRiTeyWFJ0YJjoVNxTiCZPdVneWW5TiRA6eAM9dU43dvsPjaXmEP33EI6Zyq8/s1600-h/DSCF2799.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc9dHXP5q2ibT_oJjPJ6OylFm84H33eiNr6srmzTowHqUCVwe3Ud38cIvqszO4ocKik3RdjFFWRiTeyWFJ0YJjoVNxTiCZPdVneWW5TiRA6eAM9dU43dvsPjaXmEP33EI6Zyq8/s400/DSCF2799.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433816220065099858" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;"> </span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Notice the apple in the background to show you I have balance. Those ARE my bites. </span></span><br /></div><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">The deli also had a nice selection which included our favorite soy nuggets that I thought were only available in NC: </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqRc-WiCxyHZ7rhjoDrZHmZ_BS_Q_iSaPxAKssLhJ4A0AQ3CEMIIqzT9POf29yamGgd_mh2z5aIT9fwvy_lG0AtjhcemWGj_4qNckCkx5_oIbO-gyH6rBnciItTLz4IyWhSo_B/s1600-h/DSCF2797.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqRc-WiCxyHZ7rhjoDrZHmZ_BS_Q_iSaPxAKssLhJ4A0AQ3CEMIIqzT9POf29yamGgd_mh2z5aIT9fwvy_lG0AtjhcemWGj_4qNckCkx5_oIbO-gyH6rBnciItTLz4IyWhSo_B/s400/DSCF2797.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433807094051048130" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Tonight we're heading out toward Charleston to leaflet, work, screen my film, then play a show! Here are the Facebook invites:<br /><br />Screening at College of Charleston: <a href="http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=276307602365&ref=ts">http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=276307602365&ref=ts</a><br /><br />Show at Outer Space: </span><a href="http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=277481171610&ref=ts">http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=277481171610&ref=ts</a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Rob's also busy setting up regional tour shows (weekend).<br /><br />Thanks to everyone for your well-tour-wishes and great support. And thank you, VCG.<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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<br />First, I am honored to be moderating a panel on booking tours, as part of the Secondhand Freespace series, on Wednesday January 20th. </span> <span style="font-family:arial;">If you are on Facebook, <a href="http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=274487942570&ref=ts">here is the official invite</a>. Otherwise, here are the details in poster form:
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<br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3l6ci4rSwbLArmQ5UtnnkGsmmQFy7BAHYSRXWvWqcHiMUqDBzXCuS0z5R1aodVvMHXHC9Vgpcr0MXQpDOaHwrImAel3XLUFg5FAidP57KWYefh6RSuyihFhnkNGp-UFfXwZn7/s1600-h/SecondhandFreespace.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3l6ci4rSwbLArmQ5UtnnkGsmmQFy7BAHYSRXWvWqcHiMUqDBzXCuS0z5R1aodVvMHXHC9Vgpcr0MXQpDOaHwrImAel3XLUFg5FAidP57KWYefh6RSuyihFhnkNGp-UFfXwZn7/s400/SecondhandFreespace.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427795770515008466" border="0" /></a>
<br /><span style="font-family:arial;">If the other Secondhand events are any indication, combined with the number of questions I hear about touring, this promises to be a a fun and informative event. It's a unique opportunity for you the music-person to share and gather from a wealth of local resources, which, in turn, you can apply to conquering the planet. So bring a notebook. </span>
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<br /><span style="font-family:arial;">In the meantime, please ask any questions you'd like to see covered about touring here or on the event page wall. I'll try and address them with the panelists during the event. And did I mention what a fine series of panelists they've got lined up? Experienced nice folks who can save us a lot of time. Tour-booking is time consuming enough without the extra burden of easily avoidable common mistakes. </span>
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<br />For our next bit of news, this next Saturday, January 23rd, we'll be playing our only show until March-ish in the area. The show is a benefit for Colin M 's top surgery, and the details can be found <a href="http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=191820364235&ref=ts">here on Facebook</a> or, again, in poster form. We'll be on the radio today live on WXDU talking about this show and the panel.
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<br /><span style="font-family:arial;">During our tour, and now generally at shows, we invite audience members to make drawings. Eventually, Rob and I plan to scan all the drawings and post it on our <a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Beloved-Binge/41732800524">BB Facebook site</a>.
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<br />For now, we selected one drawn by a certain <a href="http://www.myspace.com/theteaandwhiskey">Scruff</a> depicting a show in NJ. Not only did he have time to keep my borrowed drum from slipping, but somehow to document the scene in picture form. We decided to use this picture as part of our tour poster for our upcoming tour. Big thanks to Scruff. </span>
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<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjumt3j3YvjA2LzG3XUWWydhavjvKcA2aDdMwWvyU0O3baBJMAEqP66_ScxzAtVQIyh1omwMKwDxOuPzEVFZW2UBsAZ4jmQ8cvyxmD_YMfEF20ot-bd94XiU-pHkNiwhGSsbkX/s1600-h/tourposterFlorida.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjumt3j3YvjA2LzG3XUWWydhavjvKcA2aDdMwWvyU0O3baBJMAEqP66_ScxzAtVQIyh1omwMKwDxOuPzEVFZW2UBsAZ4jmQ8cvyxmD_YMfEF20ot-bd94XiU-pHkNiwhGSsbkX/s400/tourposterFlorida.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427798475129243426" border="0" /></a>
<br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Speaking of which, we have some confirmed and tentative dates for both Beloved Binge and my documentary <a href="http://www.porchlifeproductions.com/"><span style="font-style: italic;">Seeing Through the Fence</span></a>. If you know folks in these areas, feel free to send them along to us, and we might give them cookies or snacks. I might update this list in another post soon, but for now:
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<br /><meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><title></title><meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 3.1 (Win32)"><style type="text/css"> <!-- @page { margin: 0.79in } P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --> </style> <ul style="font-family: arial;"><li>2/1, 5:00 PM: University of South Carolina, Columbia SC: Screening and discussion for Politics in Film course.
<br /></li><li>2/1, 7:00 PM: University of South Carolina, Columbia, SC: Screening for SAGE
<br /></li><li>2/3: 9:00 PM: Show at Outer Space, Charleston SC
<br /></li><li>2/3, 6:30 PM: College of Charleston, Charleston, SC: Screening for Alliance for Earth
<br /></li><li>2/6, 2:00 PM: Show @ Infintesimal records BBQ showcase, Jacksonville, FL </li><li>2/8, time tba: Flagler College, St. Augustine FL, Screening for Philosophy Symposium
<br /></li><li>2/9, 4:30 PM: Rollins College, Winter Park FL, Screening for ECO Rollins</li><li>2/9, time tbd: Show @ Peacock Room, Orlando, FL
<br /></li><li>2/10: Show in Titusville FL TBD
<br /></li><li>2/11, 8:30 PM: Show @ Sweat Records, Miami, FL </li><li>2/13, TBD: Possible show @ Valentine's Bash </li><li>?2/14: West Palm Beach, FL, anyone? </li><li>2/15, time TBD: Nova Southeastern University, Ft. Lauderdale, FL. Screening for SALDF.
<br /></li><li>2/16, 12:00 PM: Florida International University, Miami, FL: Environmental Law Society
<br /></li><li>2/18 or 2/19, time TBD: Florida Gulf Coast University, Ft. Meyers, FL: Screening for Power of One AR and Environmental Association
<br /></li><li>2/20 - 2/22: GAINESVILLE SHOW/SCREENINGS pending -- anyone???</li><li>2/23 St. Augustine pending</li><li>2/24, time tbd: Valdosta State University, Valdosta, GA: Encore screening for Philosophy & Religious Studies Club
<br /></li><li>2/25, time tbd: Show @ Sentient Bean, Savannah GA </li><li>2/27, time tbd: Show @ the Drink, Myrtle Beach SC, with <a href="http://www.myspace.com/someambulance">Some Ambulance</a> and TBD
<br /></li></ul> <span style="font-family:arial;">This time around Weston is armed with a Propane heater for those extra cold nights that leave my cooking olive oil frozen solid and Syba's water dish a mini ice-skating rink for ants, if ants ice-skated and hung out during the winter. Though we're heading south, Google weather tells me it's still chilly sometimes. As a safety measure, Weston is also armed with a fire extinguisher.
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<br />Our Gin Rummy games will continue, and I hope that my continued winnings will not embarrass Mr. Beloved as I post them on these pages. Speaking of Mr. Beloved, he reanimated his blog and will be periodically be posting back at <a href="http://slopingbandhouse.blogspot.com/">Sloping Band House</a>. Speaking of blogs, I now post recipes converted from traditional to vegan-style here: <a href="http://hortamatic.blogspot.com/">Hortamatic</a>. Speaking of food, hot damn, who has been watching the <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f-XJjQip44M">Saved by Seitan</a> video I shot with Chef Shirle and Megafaun? 9,000 + people, I guess. Can't all be my mom.
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<br />More soonish!
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<br />Love to everyone who has helped me piece together this tour and all of our projects. You know who you are?
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<br />Eleni
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</script></div>Eleni Bingehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14059321159461239182noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19875583.post-31733475145355248772009-12-16T10:40:00.013-05:002009-12-16T14:08:29.752-05:00Greece and Back<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioYtEfAx1boK8Zm2T7P_WgzF3boYDs4aY7XlOX-HyP_rPBVJ1dmzlaM9AUpU1ZRszEQ0yDR6_UgA9VdC3jQD7jHjcP33Cx-TJESDNfQp_nXl2FOprwkIVw8w6-z1VlYnk0Db9P/s1600-h/DSCF1716.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioYtEfAx1boK8Zm2T7P_WgzF3boYDs4aY7XlOX-HyP_rPBVJ1dmzlaM9AUpU1ZRszEQ0yDR6_UgA9VdC3jQD7jHjcP33Cx-TJESDNfQp_nXl2FOprwkIVw8w6-z1VlYnk0Db9P/s400/DSCF1716.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415864379217502162" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Rob in the new <a href="http://www.newacropolismuseum.gr/eng/"><span style="text-decoration: underline;">Acropolis Museum</span></a> in Athens, sporting the Parthenon behind him</span></span></span></span><br /></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />In my defense, the date on the last blog is *wrong* since our tour ended in October, not August. So I'm only a wee bit late with a few updates.<br /><br />Rob and I met my brother in Greece and stayed for three weeks to take care of business and spend time with the family. It was hard to go to Greece, but it was also good to be near family. We spent most of our time in my Dad's hometown of Karditsa, including the national Greek holiday, "Ohi Day" ('No' Day). As a good 1/2 Greek, I went to the parade:<br /><br /><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZsf3AxMQMzVqf5WamfiZ1q1LOmWZ5dc26nchdiOx1HK8-5SlDpzKDD-1AwQyOUSauneD0U7KxV2ePZQA7M7xZrNoSD2pArEK4xBGWGmdchnY1pWLVlMIz1xH8WyJNTIqziJ4S/s1600-h/DSCF1758.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZsf3AxMQMzVqf5WamfiZ1q1LOmWZ5dc26nchdiOx1HK8-5SlDpzKDD-1AwQyOUSauneD0U7KxV2ePZQA7M7xZrNoSD2pArEK4xBGWGmdchnY1pWLVlMIz1xH8WyJNTIqziJ4S/s400/DSCF1758.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415864357438446642" border="0" /></a><br /><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" >Apparently this was during a loud moment:</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB1AJ-jHluxb43H0du1kYibwfFVVxKncoXkFHf2kRK5NNZHiI7mTchmB2-a-ImxqPElnfGgXGoapYLG5eWXSMwbbSf0als67hUkBNy_qUG47IP5yMPnTx7Ip1_9WpcSdzhBhtA/s1600-h/DSCF1786.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB1AJ-jHluxb43H0du1kYibwfFVVxKncoXkFHf2kRK5NNZHiI7mTchmB2-a-ImxqPElnfGgXGoapYLG5eWXSMwbbSf0als67hUkBNy_qUG47IP5yMPnTx7Ip1_9WpcSdzhBhtA/s400/DSCF1786.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415864367609333682" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">I love Milan Kundera's take on <a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=PnjN3-pYkH4C&pg=PA99&lpg=PA99&dq=milan+kundera+on+parades&source=bl&ots=DiipPPUb4V&sig=QY0kXyID2WpX9ORuvWvOjDXTcxA&hl=en&ei=SAkpS9bVO5XONcax1IEM&sa=X&oi=book_result&ct=result&resnum=2&ved=0CAsQ6AEwAQ#v=onepage&q=&f=false">parades</a>, and was also very surprised to find a copy of <span style="font-style: italic;">The Unbearable Lightness of Being</span> in Greek, which I bought for my philosophical aunt Katie.<br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-QHDGoig7abAFU7ypVsaSuvJ6IiqDHHoDb3bIeLpDqiAU29OEhk7UHeCw2bBUm-EhECIouT0SJn10nHst1JUlpj_lt9-KKeaIB_Lpu5ENDqLPsWf5uNPigS_gt5AnyI7QBgk4/s1600-h/DSCF1688.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-QHDGoig7abAFU7ypVsaSuvJ6IiqDHHoDb3bIeLpDqiAU29OEhk7UHeCw2bBUm-EhECIouT0SJn10nHst1JUlpj_lt9-KKeaIB_Lpu5ENDqLPsWf5uNPigS_gt5AnyI7QBgk4/s400/DSCF1688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415890254796030930" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:arial;">Dad's sisters Katie, left, and Patra, right</span></span><br /></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />Rob and I also spent time in the nearby village of Pirgos, where my father was born and raised. The village is quiet and wonderfully old, though people are starting to return and build villas.<br /><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibzMhLN0sGGrtkRBn_qOcoAWLPG0_L0E809Tz2VuBGFAPXx6XIBE8qm-hz5IVOquNEbNu_Hl0uZxUAC2-7nqqsE9WmhIaVe92JUFkwHLOGZ574mzUqQYHHQQkQd-Lddunv8o3y/s1600-h/DSCF1626.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibzMhLN0sGGrtkRBn_qOcoAWLPG0_L0E809Tz2VuBGFAPXx6XIBE8qm-hz5IVOquNEbNu_Hl0uZxUAC2-7nqqsE9WmhIaVe92JUFkwHLOGZ574mzUqQYHHQQkQd-Lddunv8o3y/s400/DSCF1626.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415867301506260514" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">In the evening you can hear the soft clanging of goat bells in the distant mountains. It's kinda the most beautiful sound ever. The schoolhouse below was attended by my Dad in the 40s, and still remains, as does the huge tree to the left:<br /><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYM9AEGbSL0QXIeugLBENctp1XrXgYj7yMHC3HJB1YmBC0MPl_VYGNEymS_eEOCh35X6Tc-3s9xs-Vb5fbozDdI25n0FKE-fPoA2IpPqsBgTzk5r1yQ0o4ccn6S689Uu8MhkgM/s1600-h/DSCF1638.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYM9AEGbSL0QXIeugLBENctp1XrXgYj7yMHC3HJB1YmBC0MPl_VYGNEymS_eEOCh35X6Tc-3s9xs-Vb5fbozDdI25n0FKE-fPoA2IpPqsBgTzk5r1yQ0o4ccn6S689Uu8MhkgM/s400/DSCF1638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415864375341199010" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:100%;"> <span style="font-family:arial;">Complete with school bell ala Little House:</span><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFT0vq1mQiExKFEiGBfLYhJXhH0y3_4Dl-sJMSKlmHv4KUkdjJ69PY8DoevbH62zV_0ZAGx0BBX83_rw__-ojTlHO9IGKHlRkieDHHXDeRIQ3_T2ouu3ozSuJqHLllrsbNoGpZ/s1600-h/DSCF1641.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFT0vq1mQiExKFEiGBfLYhJXhH0y3_4Dl-sJMSKlmHv4KUkdjJ69PY8DoevbH62zV_0ZAGx0BBX83_rw__-ojTlHO9IGKHlRkieDHHXDeRIQ3_T2ouu3ozSuJqHLllrsbNoGpZ/s400/DSCF1641.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415867307883527378" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"> <span style="font-family:arial;">We made a trip to Athens to visit cousins, and went to the new <a href="http://www.newacropolismuseum.gr/eng/"><span style="text-decoration: underline;">Acropolis Museum</span></a><a href="http://www.namuseum.gr/wellcome-gr.html"></a>. </span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">The difference between the old version and the new is similar to that of the difference between the Greece I first saw in the early 80's and today's new, modern, EU version.<br /><br />As happens quite frequently in Greece, during the excavations to create the museum, ancient ruins were discovered. This extended the project of creating the museum significantly, but also allowed for a unique presentation of the ruins below your feet. Throughout the museum the glass floor is a window to the ruins. Here is an outside view:<br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglvxsITiRsqXId37LfNcucrJuqliBknbgDAKKzDpXbJD1CfeIebmC1BCg51Yc5xLwhhxI8uGIb8YyOk11Tr1CIwmOVXOrVN-xASS9aV4Ryte6liLZQkPwV9QLSahyVgmiccsUz/s1600-h/DSCF1715.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglvxsITiRsqXId37LfNcucrJuqliBknbgDAKKzDpXbJD1CfeIebmC1BCg51Yc5xLwhhxI8uGIb8YyOk11Tr1CIwmOVXOrVN-xASS9aV4Ryte6liLZQkPwV9QLSahyVgmiccsUz/s400/DSCF1715.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415872815657884818" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">My favorite part of the museum is political. Back in the 1800's, many of the Parthenon's original marbles were removed by the Earl of Elgin under the authority of the Ottoman Empire. The thusly named Elgin marbles have been a point of much controversy henceforth (<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">wow thusly and henceforth! nice</span></span>!).<br /><br />In short, the Greeks want them returned. In the museum, this is expressed by setting up blank spaces for the missing statues, noting they are not there because they are at the British Museum or the Louvre (or other museums for different pieces).<br /><br /></span></span><br /><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" >Though still apartment-blocky, Athens is a lot of fun and full of outdoor cafes. Here, while waiting for my cousin, we </span><span style="font-family:arial;">stopped at a Cafeniou in Athens to drink Nes Cafe Frappes. Below, my winning game of Rummy is documented (pictures of actual scores available upon request): </span><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHYNY1cYJCPN8vya4FoDu3K49kWUEK8TuBjePr9L9AW8-ed_tEchi6eQP99mSayHYFIXSleG31IMpkEn4L8hV9q_Zf1L3_Jkr_7YwYyOKvxLu5hGaotB2yc5AOoOmGRrj8PX3t/s1600-h/DSCF1705.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHYNY1cYJCPN8vya4FoDu3K49kWUEK8TuBjePr9L9AW8-ed_tEchi6eQP99mSayHYFIXSleG31IMpkEn4L8hV9q_Zf1L3_Jkr_7YwYyOKvxLu5hGaotB2yc5AOoOmGRrj8PX3t/s400/DSCF1705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415872809674165490" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Look at all my points!</span></span><br /></div><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">I'm still in love with Greece and am sad every time I leave behind my family, the mountains, the safety, and now, for always, my dad.<br /><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDEyoo-kS5rZ0l4wcjoE7S3-udWfSA2-Swt7f7O1osgkoY1zWRbz5IOyNCKtsEVIys9pZF-c3zFFN0xyRsadJWb12xeX6dqctQMaiBYNz8961KgaDYMvilItu1RB0k3dkPLOhq/s1600-h/DSCF2068.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDEyoo-kS5rZ0l4wcjoE7S3-udWfSA2-Swt7f7O1osgkoY1zWRbz5IOyNCKtsEVIys9pZF-c3zFFN0xyRsadJWb12xeX6dqctQMaiBYNz8961KgaDYMvilItu1RB0k3dkPLOhq/s400/DSCF2068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415869997128666866" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Our return home brought a visit by my uncle from Albuquerque, Steve. Not only is he family, but he is also an amazing guitar builder. He made me this one, complete with a dedication in the back to my dad inside where you can't see it unless you're me and you open it up:<br /><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_SsOwJlH2alLh8Ch_PxE9uuUo0HYBw5EOeFASRV8Rul1jxXcR2v6_KjebkP0UlajrTSSMMm6VRXAf5ZzriHpclwl-RH0k5lqbdmH_6Sik5u-z4fZjYk22qhHkVaposLOfdwNN/s1600-h/DSCF2064.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_SsOwJlH2alLh8Ch_PxE9uuUo0HYBw5EOeFASRV8Rul1jxXcR2v6_KjebkP0UlajrTSSMMm6VRXAf5ZzriHpclwl-RH0k5lqbdmH_6Sik5u-z4fZjYk22qhHkVaposLOfdwNN/s400/DSCF2064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415869989243722658" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">I'm writing a song on this new guitar at present called "Does 'Things could be worse' mean I should be happy?" I think it'll be ready in time for our show on <a href="http://www.facebook.com/#/event.php?eid=191820364235&ref=ts">January 23rd.</a><br /><br />During my uncle's visit we attended Troika and played as well:<br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUhWIx-f8r5zK4q5tkP9ZYF4C981XIbnlenw-OERtEhQVflY2HEhwszyHWVnQsHY_t0VQQkFGLy08Z-Le0MVgmqyH5E7IqhC-sKslJgA8xzkeXKQfVo_fUlzJsGkAligpQfnGj/s1600-h/secretcarbninja.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUhWIx-f8r5zK4q5tkP9ZYF4C981XIbnlenw-OERtEhQVflY2HEhwszyHWVnQsHY_t0VQQkFGLy08Z-Le0MVgmqyH5E7IqhC-sKslJgA8xzkeXKQfVo_fUlzJsGkAligpQfnGj/s400/secretcarbninja.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415864349425486626" border="0" /></a><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">Photo by the Secret Carborro Ninja</span></span><br /></div><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />Every performance we attended was packed and we're so lucky to have this festival here in Durham.<br /><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr3VAoWm33ceYUu4WgOB-kK7dl4LFllbbAro4g7vhCF08vYMAJxfncqHWkrNukuB7pESCLUD7kYgVI8Dbygd8LuFdBEmnO8NUGL5ZSnJ2tg4_g87yBKwWt1nXzb3msH_oUpDv7/s1600-h/100_5826.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr3VAoWm33ceYUu4WgOB-kK7dl4LFllbbAro4g7vhCF08vYMAJxfncqHWkrNukuB7pESCLUD7kYgVI8Dbygd8LuFdBEmnO8NUGL5ZSnJ2tg4_g87yBKwWt1nXzb3msH_oUpDv7/s400/100_5826.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415902733355960594" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">We also were visited by my first cousin Maria from Toronto, and her nine-year old son. I was worried he wouldn't like the food but he </span><span style="font-family:arial;">ate everything. In fact, the first night he had already started on day #2's food supply. </span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Our first Thanksgiving Record Party was in 2007. We hosted the second </span><span style="font-family:arial;">this year, and DJ Joe spun records while we all ate and drank spiked cider. </span></span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit4m-b-CVLOyiGh2Pn9lVqNUdZHks_dhJDVDbvfCHgs2n38lMWDXG1mTA2bKxsf7iWJjiuSQ4P9P7YgcTmDuAgPXIFg2rU8uj3QFN5kAChNDTqNwjIq-P2V4rC-Eh9DmCFkW37/s1600-h/DSCF1872.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit4m-b-CVLOyiGh2Pn9lVqNUdZHks_dhJDVDbvfCHgs2n38lMWDXG1mTA2bKxsf7iWJjiuSQ4P9P7YgcTmDuAgPXIFg2rU8uj3QFN5kAChNDTqNwjIq-P2V4rC-Eh9DmCFkW37/s400/DSCF1872.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415870000016874722" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Speaking of food, </span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"> for a very long time </span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Binge Cafe wanted to make a website called "Veg-o-matic" whereby the user plugs in a traditional recipe name and out pops a vegan version like a little baby. However, Binge Cafe doesn't know how to do that. So, I introduce to you her sister <a href="http://hortamatic.blogspot.com/">Hortamatic</a>. I'll be posting conversions and conversion requests regularly.<br /><br />I'm at work booking our February Florida tour -- we have about 3/4 of the dates lined up for the film and still setting up BB's shows as of this writing. </span></span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" >For now, happy holidays. </span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTFEhDADBE4gaRZ6Dphcz-2d0gOTJztwvCqiZBnDqzBD-806xIU0hMKgyj5GHFHiyZC9fw3i62ghuAmB6wwMdXhMYr59hlHySiktCC0G9s2yNq-1NYCBvoe8_iK9wlhscvYMHh/s1600-h/DSCF1970.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTFEhDADBE4gaRZ6Dphcz-2d0gOTJztwvCqiZBnDqzBD-806xIU0hMKgyj5GHFHiyZC9fw3i62ghuAmB6wwMdXhMYr59hlHySiktCC0G9s2yNq-1NYCBvoe8_iK9wlhscvYMHh/s400/DSCF1970.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415904293779952322" border="0" /></a><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">Here comes Syba claus. </span></span><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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</script></div>Eleni Bingehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14059321159461239182noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19875583.post-66001632005009103242009-08-31T14:56:00.028-04:002009-10-05T18:22:16.709-04:00It Takes a Village to Raise a Tour<span style="font-family:arial;">So after my last post, I was gently reminded what it meant to choose windows. A few days before our tour ended in June, we got a call from our neighbor about a branch falling on our neighbor's house. Only it wasn't branch-size:</span>
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<br />Both of our electricity lines were knocked out. At the time this happened, other things started to happen, enough so that I decided to keep a list of all the windows breaking for the record.
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<br /><meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><title></title><meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 3.1 (Win32)"><style type="text/css"> <!-- @page { margin: 0.79in } P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --> </style> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;">It cost a lot to partially remove the tree, which, after 9 months of touring, made it necessary to work temporarily and forgo our tour to Europe then visit to Greece.
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<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;">It would have been nice to go to Greece, since my Dad died earlier this month. But life doesn't color in the lines you draw in your head. I never did either, but that doesn't make the deviations from drawings any more bearable. </span><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;">I'm happy that the Seattle Times wrote an <a href="http://seattletimes.nwsource.com/html/obituaries/2009889835_vlachos18m.html">article about Dad's life</a>. I also put up a <a href="http://www.porchlifeproductions.com/dad.html">memorial</a>. Luckily, as I have done since childhood, I took a lot of interviews with Dad and have some sort of record of his life besides memory. Of course, he stars in the documentary as well.
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<br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;">Binge Cafe is not a confessional blog (lucky for you, reader!) so I give these details only to provide some framework surrounding our current tour and decision to cut it short and fly to Greece for Dad's memorial in October.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
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<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;">Before we set out on tour, Rob, with the help of good friends David and Mike (tofu mama) painted our house as you see here. We'd been wanting to convert the blah white into bright for awhile. As one neighbor said about the orange (twice) “Is that primer?”
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<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;">In between working normal-style, I made time to experiment with making ice cream, alfredo sauce, omelets, and cheese out of cashews and almonds, courtesy both of the Vice Dream recipe book and <a href="http://rockinthestove.com/2009/07/13/three-vegan-cheezes-gone-nuts/">Rockin' the Stove's adaptation of the Veg Times recipe</a>.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;">
<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPoKcNP__Kal5FbtjlIGMOh9lh8dU3PWnZ5oJuusC-xycFGPkKoAbBNz9zkOPxMwOQW8XK6TRfI91i-cP_PiUgC0tI28cfduQ1ldat55XNwK6A7pk3ngNwbw6kNYqc-5G1FWo5/s1600-h/DSCF1203.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPoKcNP__Kal5FbtjlIGMOh9lh8dU3PWnZ5oJuusC-xycFGPkKoAbBNz9zkOPxMwOQW8XK6TRfI91i-cP_PiUgC0tI28cfduQ1ldat55XNwK6A7pk3ngNwbw6kNYqc-5G1FWo5/s400/DSCF1203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387690394355384898" border="0" /></a></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;">
<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;">The ice cream here is a cashew blended with maple syrup, then whipped up to shape in my 70's ice cream maker. I made two varieties: the first, peanut butter (tasted similar to peanut butter ball dough), and the second, peppermint. I added shredded up chocolate chips to the latter. Both were slightly grainy creams. Thanks to expert friend advice, next time I would soak the cashews to reduce or eliminate graininess. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;">The cashew alfredo I adapted based on the goat cheese recipe, simply adding some water and fresh garlic to the blended mix, then cooking with noodles or quinoa which results in creamy delicious thickness.
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<br /></span></p><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Almond omelet</span></span></span></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_4Zm2CHcFmRunaNum1qynQSeRUxF92sRWLxXsEG4D5gadEQo7ZrpJ6cuoOLPv53XnLPfLdHWJxAe9EZpuTOAKu3nUNILue7MuyfX5fdetH-kwPYZoZ2cyGvP3w0X6KVQQ6aOy/s1600-h/DSCF1320.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_4Zm2CHcFmRunaNum1qynQSeRUxF92sRWLxXsEG4D5gadEQo7ZrpJ6cuoOLPv53XnLPfLdHWJxAe9EZpuTOAKu3nUNILue7MuyfX5fdetH-kwPYZoZ2cyGvP3w0X6KVQQ6aOy/s400/DSCF1320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387690403965144306" border="0" /></a></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;">The almond omelet was a similar recipe, but I added fresh onion to the blender and some cheesy nutritional yeast and tumeric for color as well.
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<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;">Before we left town we played our first show at the Pinhook. Needless to say, this sign says it all in terms of our love for everything 'hook:
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<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkcWpKsmCPeQ6S7NioSLc7NYQgtIyDmHmFYAqAGzsu_NnVHn-wx0LvXZCmr94lLsjnuBSrapeo1dx1l7Lxd5fU3Fys479DtKhNgrcABcyqImUt_aZy_MUB2kaxUr26uvmJOVQm/s1600-h/DSCF1338.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkcWpKsmCPeQ6S7NioSLc7NYQgtIyDmHmFYAqAGzsu_NnVHn-wx0LvXZCmr94lLsjnuBSrapeo1dx1l7Lxd5fU3Fys479DtKhNgrcABcyqImUt_aZy_MUB2kaxUr26uvmJOVQm/s400/DSCF1338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387690407162403298" border="0" /></a></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;">
<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;">Also before town-leaving I read a couple of books I'm about to recommend to you. The first also received an endorsement from Greco, who usually leans toward Spanish Art History but makes important exceptions:
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<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC3gJr8t7Nx-DuopgwQcrUOwFO4qLge9kyLmkquo35wJ1m_hEN4tKNkynFvUWfgq342EYw_lk_nO2C-TOGvSP44bqwvdv6cozwK6DksXPAPDjS92FB0WobvXLgwqZldEmg4u6f/s1600-h/1a1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC3gJr8t7Nx-DuopgwQcrUOwFO4qLge9kyLmkquo35wJ1m_hEN4tKNkynFvUWfgq342EYw_lk_nO2C-TOGvSP44bqwvdv6cozwK6DksXPAPDjS92FB0WobvXLgwqZldEmg4u6f/s400/1a1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387691687115446418" border="0" /></a></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;">
<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;">This picture is also included due to my good friend <a href="http://www.aguavino.com/">Aguavino</a>'s request that Greco be given equal time alongside Syba, Binge-Cafe style. In any case, I highly recommend the book for all folks wanting to make a difference. <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Animal-Activists-Handbook-Maximizing-Flashpoint/dp/1590561201">Reviews are here</a>.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">The second book is also a must for anyone interested in how ideas (yours, maybe?) can have lasting impact, called <a href="http://www.madetostick.com/">Made to Stick</a>. In detail, and with interesting stories and studies, the book reviews the main elements of 'sticky' ideas.
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<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">Virginia Commonwealth University</span></span>
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<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;">Our first stop on this tour was in Richmond at Virginia Commonwealth University, sponsored by Green Unity 4 VCU, who also gave me a nice shirt with their club name on it. The Richmond alt-newspaper, Style Weekly, kindly <a href="http://www.styleweekly.com/ME2/dirmod.asp?sid=&nm=&type=Publishing&mod=Publications%3A%3AArticle&mid=8F3A7027421841978F18BE895F87F791&tier=4&id=99A48506A6FA4165A201DC71DCB26441">covered the event as well.</a>
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<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;">During the screening I picked up a copy of Time Magazine ($5! Same as entire NY Times Sunday edition. What gives, Time?) simply because it had a big chunk of meat on the cover. Though<a href="http://www.time.com/time/health/article/0,8599,1917458,00.html"> the article</a> touted the benefits of sustainable agriculture, one of the sidebars in the print edition pointed out that meat cannot be produced sustainable in today's quantities demanded, and that the best thing to do was eat more plants, directly. (!)</span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmDAHaVn0VblYN9Akm_Co9ufSg8J_W1tW9G-qUtb7XOW4hmWL8Qa0t0ZWx_nvTU9h4q1Tjwzz9DCyEvp8lxsKtTUPXoR2nd09WWQvuQcSbrQifMcBAdh6YlwulBbRjBJwNq739/s1600-h/3a.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmDAHaVn0VblYN9Akm_Co9ufSg8J_W1tW9G-qUtb7XOW4hmWL8Qa0t0ZWx_nvTU9h4q1Tjwzz9DCyEvp8lxsKtTUPXoR2nd09WWQvuQcSbrQifMcBAdh6YlwulBbRjBJwNq739/s400/3a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387696841855572818" border="0" /></a></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;">My people. And, my food:</span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6zJpuFMnajvdzHPlAlJR6T4GeasGldIFe7o8kTylvGKecKK974ZhuBS7BOQtyJ3I9d-GzgjwYTPjxEPJZGpSLhrLv4fkuBa0yfqNHQp0FrEP7pYVlv_uXfs1aBwd_CN4r-WMq/s1600-h/5a.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6zJpuFMnajvdzHPlAlJR6T4GeasGldIFe7o8kTylvGKecKK974ZhuBS7BOQtyJ3I9d-GzgjwYTPjxEPJZGpSLhrLv4fkuBa0yfqNHQp0FrEP7pYVlv_uXfs1aBwd_CN4r-WMq/s400/5a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387697720270118418" border="0" /></a> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;">
<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;">The next day I had a noon screening sponsored by the Environmental Law Society at the College of William and Mary in Williamsburg, VA, whereby they staffed the event with vegan scones available at their very own college store. (The scones were courtesy of this awesome org called <a href="http://www.vegfund.org/">Vegfund</a>. Upon approved application, they pay for vegan food for your events, providing it's an event that wouldn't typically be full o'vegans, like a vegan party.)
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<br /><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"> </span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;">The town of Williamsburg itself seems less progressive, perhaps because it is a colonial tourstop complete with reinactments and shops full of stuff you don't need in an economic crisis or otherwise. (I hear you. Scones ARE needed, though, like air and water.)</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;">
<br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;">Following this screening and a quick tour of the town Rob and I headed to Harrisonburg, VA, to screen my film at James Madison that night. The sponsors were EARTH and ARC. Here I am after the screening, at the merch/literature table.
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<br /></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:85%;" >James Madison University</span>
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<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;">We had a few days off after these screenings, and chose to busk the next day after buying small mini amps <a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=308597&id=41732800524&ref=mf">as documented here</a>. During our busking, we met this super-nice club owner who invited us to play a show the next day. Unfortunately, I had no idea that my dad had died a few hours prior to our busking. I always thought that I would know when he died, or sense it somehow. It was not until the next afternoon that I learned he had died.
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<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;">After this we spent some time in the woods which was good. There was no way I was playing the show. Here we are first at the chimneys, close to Harrisonburg.
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<br /><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;">A number of days later we played at Dahlak's in DC. It was the hardest show I ever played. Luckily we were surrounded by nice people and got to share the bill with <a href="http://www.myspace.com/aliengirlmusic">Dawn Dineen</a> and the <a href="http://www.myspace.com/ashlovelymusic">Ash Lovelies</a>. </span>
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >Dawn Dineen</span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpKw9vV7vnGlTjpWqGk2AsrSAhCg3VQ6cZYPUSOUb9HyfSEcaaGLQfCCGgttYNZesOOhsGessdn6HQkmwQ6h1ZoZX9kUtQz9VDVzSW1i4tTur95-PCTd6EtWQIsDRDnyc-9QrG/s1600-h/2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpKw9vV7vnGlTjpWqGk2AsrSAhCg3VQ6cZYPUSOUb9HyfSEcaaGLQfCCGgttYNZesOOhsGessdn6HQkmwQ6h1ZoZX9kUtQz9VDVzSW1i4tTur95-PCTd6EtWQIsDRDnyc-9QrG/s400/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387696822652964258" border="0" /></a>
<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >Ash Lovlies</span></span>
<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1yl0rNhyHVeTyxGr7SEME37AIE02cQrVifog1ydBbPRQ3fa0iNCp4eioDFlF6jjeSiG5LZ_q7XtNPJKTiHsxFB-_wm1E1hnNp_Tfbblow9-pez7kaNJ76Yht22pRfMZYsLun-/s1600-h/3.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1yl0rNhyHVeTyxGr7SEME37AIE02cQrVifog1ydBbPRQ3fa0iNCp4eioDFlF6jjeSiG5LZ_q7XtNPJKTiHsxFB-_wm1E1hnNp_Tfbblow9-pez7kaNJ76Yht22pRfMZYsLun-/s400/3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387696831182034530" border="0" /></a>
<br /><span style="font-family:arial;">During our time in DC, we were also fortunate to visit the studio of <a href="http://www.yarnerrecords.com/">Yarner Records</a>. Here is Dawn in her studio, all blueish and cool like the Cascades.
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<br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwv16y7ecTZ3O0yui30d0Bqc1RugQJy4CbfhydPG6eKpoLhEhigytCmHAYzcHnwnvw-alYdIYiEQXNcNzlA5YqyHoPUe_6NXUwaltz3IkzgEKIk49NMEGlVlRS29rmuF6FtpCt/s1600-h/5.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwv16y7ecTZ3O0yui30d0Bqc1RugQJy4CbfhydPG6eKpoLhEhigytCmHAYzcHnwnvw-alYdIYiEQXNcNzlA5YqyHoPUe_6NXUwaltz3IkzgEKIk49NMEGlVlRS29rmuF6FtpCt/s400/5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387697712543948866" border="0" /></a>
<br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I also had screenings at James Madison University, sponsored by the EARTH and ARC clubs, George Washington University, sponsored by SALDF, HATS, and Green GW, and American University, sponsored by Eco-Sense.
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<br /><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;">George Washington U (before start time)
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >American University, Q&A</span> </span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkGInlm1B_IjfhB32t9dxOsNNM4zuodKVbModrgKefQz1_ng16J6TlHtc6JsvsRX2KRPOZYXwdD71vLdfNa9oGBWlE2hUKpqayxXkTCUqXVM4Q_iueuC87lUtHvLaq18Cb7c5W/s1600-h/7.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkGInlm1B_IjfhB32t9dxOsNNM4zuodKVbModrgKefQz1_ng16J6TlHtc6JsvsRX2KRPOZYXwdD71vLdfNa9oGBWlE2hUKpqayxXkTCUqXVM4Q_iueuC87lUtHvLaq18Cb7c5W/s400/7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387697728556452802" border="0" /></a>
<br /><span style="font-family:arial;">After staying for quite awhile in the DC area, we headed to spend a couple of more days in the woods which was a relief. One of these days, a not-so-good-feeling-day, Syba blasted past me while hiking on a trail and knocked me over, bowling-pin style, flat on my back. I felt much better afterward.
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<br />After the woods we headed to the University of Delaware where I had a screening with the Students for the Environment. The <a href="http://www.udreview.com/mosaic/food-documentary-shines-light-on-healthier-eating-habits-1.525201">University of Delaware Review</a> kindly covered the event.
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<br />Now we were off to Philly, the land of easily accessible vegan cake except that I am not eating sweets for 40 days as a sort of fasting during the memorial period. We did, however, enjoy the vegan cheesesteaks available at Gourmet to Go, or Govinda's.
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<br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >Manhattan Room, Philadelphia (can't you tell?)</span></span>
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<br />Later that night we played a show at the M Room in the Fish Town area of Philly. The good thing about the show was that we got to see and share the bill with <a href="http://www.myspace.com/noncanon">Non Canon</a> and a side project of the <a href="http://www.myspace.com/hermitthrushes">Hermit Thrushes</a>, Water Beasts...(the project is so Side that there is no site, so I link you to HT instead). </span>
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<br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">Non Canon</span></span>
<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXApXJtBA52C-85r1FvKwSRPkdsmvq_SahFuQml6v-akx1_Oxif4Nlc5Kqm7trDXUde_E5vNKRTMTD0j1kbZtJytoF3R9wjbO7C-3WguWzCzDulICT8buM_d0K-CLcg-b9tzf8/s1600-h/9.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXApXJtBA52C-85r1FvKwSRPkdsmvq_SahFuQml6v-akx1_Oxif4Nlc5Kqm7trDXUde_E5vNKRTMTD0j1kbZtJytoF3R9wjbO7C-3WguWzCzDulICT8buM_d0K-CLcg-b9tzf8/s400/9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387697744488051282" border="0" /></a>
<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">Water Beasts</span></span>
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<br />We headed out to NJ where I'd be screening my film at Princeton. We forgot the camera in Weston, so I present you in front of a majestic door that you will just have to believe is a part of the university:
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<br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"> Me in front of Princeton's majestic door</span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4c3tz7bAyd_wn-Ub2Ra5tg5MYncbaIDVYQhuNvxH2TS9mc-hzXDKTWPpyIFeB-aVaMcDfrq2o9fDZE7IpPGsyBLJBbFvaTuzUCF6hwZjRIAHSLPgTpf4TS_FFo0_aL-YQqa5o/s1600-h/11.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4c3tz7bAyd_wn-Ub2Ra5tg5MYncbaIDVYQhuNvxH2TS9mc-hzXDKTWPpyIFeB-aVaMcDfrq2o9fDZE7IpPGsyBLJBbFvaTuzUCF6hwZjRIAHSLPgTpf4TS_FFo0_aL-YQqa5o/s400/11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389119041607259106" border="0" /></a>
<br /></div><span style="font-family:arial;">The next night we performed as part of Lazlo's<a href="http://www.blowupradio.com/"> Blow Up Radio</a> showcase in Parlin, NJ at Buddie's Tavern with a couple of other bands.
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<br />Lazlo is one of the dedicated indie-music supporters that make up the village I'm talking about in our title line. So is his friend Scruff -- here they are on our last tour (I never blogged about the end of our 9 months on the road) before we played live on Blow Up Radio:
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<br /></span><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >Scruff & Lazlo, June 2009
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<br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Lazlo is hosting a benefit for </span><span style=";font-family:arial;color:white;" >Spondylitis</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> from October 16th - 18th, so be sure to check it out. Scruff is a devotee of Hawaiian shirts as well as Elvis Costello: </span>
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >Scruff & Elvis, Sept 2009</span></span>
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<br /><span style="font-family:arial;">The following night it was New Brunswick, where we played at Octopus Studios. Awesome show run by a guy from the Delfields, who also played at the show. Opening were the amazingly good <a href="http://www.myspace.com/funmachine">Fun Machine</a>, who played an entire set of Beethoven covers in preparation for a theatrical performance.
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<br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" > Fun Machine</span></span>
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<br />The evening continued with us (thanks Scruff for the picture!).</span>
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<br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Then followed with the <a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.myspace.com/thedelfields">Delfields</a>: </span>
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Delfields</span></span>
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<br /><span style="font-family:arial;">And ended with a super-nice duo called <a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.myspace.com/brickmortar">Brick & Mortar</a>, who had an interesting setup complete with two high-hats. The high hat was in such close proximity and used at such random intervals as to surprise the audience standing nearby.</span>
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">Brick & Mortar</span></span><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"> (high hat in foreground)</span></span>
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<br /><span style="font-family:arial;">After more woods/hiking, we headed back to Philly to screen my film outside at Drexel, sponsored by the Sierra Club and Asbury Ministries. The movie screened on a ginormous inflatable screen, which, to clarify, (by asking the tech people), you cannot jump on following the movie.
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<br /></span> <div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">Seeing Through the Fence</span> outdoors</span></span>
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<br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Next we screened the film at Sarah Lawrence College, sponsored by SPAAR. The campus is quite small and reminded me of a cozy hobbit village. Quite the opposite with our next stop to screen the film at Yale:
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<br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Yale stairwell & me at the screening</span></span></span>
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<br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" >The screening was sponsored by the Sustainable Food Project and the Yale Student Environmental Coalition. We had a great discussion and they even provided vegan cake! Which I did not eat. But Rob had two slices to make up for me.
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<br /></span></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Yale, Q&A</span></span></span>
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<br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" >An article about the screening should be coming out in the Yale Herald later this week, as I interviewed with their film reviewer prior to the screening. The student with the hat in the forefront of the picture told me he thought that meat was more natural than non-meat foods. We discussed the antibiotics and hormones in modern meat, and how the factory mechanized process was anything but natural. In fact, a campaign to challenge the term is underway. <a href="http://www.hsus.org/farm/resources/pubs/meat_and_dairy_labels.html">Here's a quick guide to this term and more</a>.
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<br /></span></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:arial;">Sound guy Justin, Bob of awesomeness, and Rob, at Two Boots pizza</span></span>
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<br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" >As continuing part of the It Takes a Village saga I introduce to you Bob from Bridgeport. We were lucky to discover Bob through <a href="http://www.ctindie.com/">CT Indie</a> and <a href="http://tweefort.com/">Tweefort.</a> He organizes shows in the area, and brings new meaning to the phrase 'above and beyond.' When he's not ensuring the Facebook invites include all the bands, expressing excitement about your NEXT show AND screening via invite walls, and encouraging you to go on various radio shows, he's booking the Two Boots in Bridgeport. Nice, nice man who has a lengthy history of involvement with indie music. Before the show, he invited us to attend an art opening at a local skate shop, also run and curated by super nice folks.
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<br /></span></span></span><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" >No pics of us playing, but here is a suavey shot Mr. Beloved insisted upon due to the fanciful backdrop:
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<br />That night we played with a Danbury, CT band Poverty Hash:
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<br />...as well as the amazin' and super-fun <a href="http://www.myspace.com/theboardlords">Boardlords</a>....
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<br />who will be forever known to me as the Floorboards due to the unfortunate combo of my poor stage-memory and hearing which resulted in my shouting out this name after "Stay tuned for ..." They embraced the new name gracefully and even said they are available in knotted pine or oak.
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<br />Speaking of floorboards, Weston is now sporting fine floor courtesy of Rob's brother in law who installed the flooring over our old, sad carpet:
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<br />Now muddy paws and spilled water dishes (Syba!) will be of little consequence.
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<br /><span style="font-size:85%;"> </span></span><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Jamie & Rob</span></span></div><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidgDxHOhQf5Mbi3rPbWO89RlI65VjVAoTJFgTY9lT-S0K135U7CBeOHSrAD4ucKVIfw2ltgnEzOMQZ_1BYAuWhIT1lDqhmpyLynd6tdFJ_dS4p1Th1QZmWTmPDFli8wESoILTN/s1600-h/PorchTour+001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidgDxHOhQf5Mbi3rPbWO89RlI65VjVAoTJFgTY9lT-S0K135U7CBeOHSrAD4ucKVIfw2ltgnEzOMQZ_1BYAuWhIT1lDqhmpyLynd6tdFJ_dS4p1Th1QZmWTmPDFli8wESoILTN/s400/PorchTour+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389156755382262418" border="0" /></a>
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<br /><span style="font-family:arial;">We've been hanging out with Rob's sister & family</span> for a couple of days. This means some hiking in the woods and Syba jumping from cliffs (photo by Jamie): </span>
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<br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Last night we played our last show of the tour at the Elevens. In our third installment of village-gathering we played with the <a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.myspace.com/werewolfpolice">Werewolf Police</a> (with a member from the aforementioned CT Indie), <a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.myspace.com/ericgaffneysebadoh">Fields of Gaffney</a> (met Eric Gaffney at our last Northampton show) and Merene (former Aaron B & the True Believers).</span>
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<br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family: arial;">We enjoyed all of the bands. Big thanks to Mark for setting up this show, especially since it was right after a busy festival weekend. The night was officially complete with a dancing lady of questionable sobriety and frequent "wooo!" exclamations. </span>
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<br /><span style="font-family: arial;">This tour has been full of support from friends and kindness from near-strangers. Thank you everyone for being part of our nameless village. </span>
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<br />You think everything falls apart without you. Really it just changes. This means falls apart, or, maybe, rebuilt stronger.
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<br />Speaking of strength, some Reststop Philosophy for you. The three of us were attempting exercise to assuage our guilt or future treat-eating, and stumbled upon these two structures, eye-ball stumble-style.
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<br />One is a concrete building without windows, the other a wood barnish building with a few windows. Not to go Three Little Pigs on you here, but I asked Rob which structure would he choose to live in, given that severe weather (like hurricanes and wolves blowing houses down) were probable. He chose the correct answer, which is <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">B., the wood structure</span>. He wants to see out the windows, risk and all. Life choices are very much like this. Complete security is possible, but I'd rather see the storm from my windows. (OK, to take this further, I'd also admit to wanting to build a cellar to hide in, to have the best of both worlds.)
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<br /><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">El <span style="font-size:180%;">Cheapo! </span>I really just wanted a reason to shout this again, as I did much to Mr. Beloved's annoyance whenever we passed these signs.
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<br /></span></span> </p> <p><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">All this is leading up to the most important observation that you've certainly noticed: <strike>Binge Cafe has grown up and moved to Wordpress and does not know what it is doing. Bear with it/me</strike></span></span>.*</p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">*(<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Binge Cafe tried to use Wordpress and failed miserably...I've never met an unfriendlier application. I couldn't even manage separating paragraphs, and upon searching the forums saw this was a common problem. Blech. I'll stick with blogger for now</span></span>.)</span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
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<br /><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">In Houston we also screened my film at the University of Houston, Downtown, for the Philosophy Club, and at Rice University for the Environmental Club and Humane Society.
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<br /></span></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">The venue folks were so kind that they even let us sleep inside the warehouse.</span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWI1tRjhRjwspU_VGP_yzYMC9uoHo7ntW4VnBza3CwKk5ydzdC-ljwfWiaS5JQSPTg8qnf7XbVy2MzlTgSwnr9NC5cniOtaWWiaPCrBhnwS5xPd0bCkdaPCXUzxmWkj0D6GIV7/s1600-h/DSCF0837.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWI1tRjhRjwspU_VGP_yzYMC9uoHo7ntW4VnBza3CwKk5ydzdC-ljwfWiaS5JQSPTg8qnf7XbVy2MzlTgSwnr9NC5cniOtaWWiaPCrBhnwS5xPd0bCkdaPCXUzxmWkj0D6GIV7/s400/DSCF0837.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339830163460498402" border="0" /></a></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></p> <p style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Which is good cause the over-drinked lipstick lady who kept kissing her dog (evidence below) crashed on the couch.</span></p><p style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWDo23Nkp-1nnTId8OWQwP4TFCFBGcizbcUPK2RxyJhfb_x4Yt5DI3Tfx2lzus84CLyKxFYtg51M6uLUD_d0s4VqzWkDnNjIXeZAmCnhFC8LzrwhbVPJGf1oMKMHBYJmOO0EyT/s1600-h/DSCF0833.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWDo23Nkp-1nnTId8OWQwP4TFCFBGcizbcUPK2RxyJhfb_x4Yt5DI3Tfx2lzus84CLyKxFYtg51M6uLUD_d0s4VqzWkDnNjIXeZAmCnhFC8LzrwhbVPJGf1oMKMHBYJmOO0EyT/s400/DSCF0833.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339830162925958226" border="0" /></a></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">After Houston we were off to Lafayette, Louisiana to screen the film at the University of Louisiana. Earlier in the day we leafleted there, then headed toward the theater. There was a breathtaking and lifetaking swamp in the middle of campus, which Syba did not swim in.</span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzl91fqUkK9OyYouc8EFYTu81_WTNR845tjgut2QZguIpdykDm3PYGORG5Ad6O3TVYPBHNF9uiVWI7-FCOV1Cdn_nMLmzPWJSAdR0nFGqoidsDOLMgEkO7Isikl58a_IAe0sCF/s1600-h/DSCF0853.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzl91fqUkK9OyYouc8EFYTu81_WTNR845tjgut2QZguIpdykDm3PYGORG5Ad6O3TVYPBHNF9uiVWI7-FCOV1Cdn_nMLmzPWJSAdR0nFGqoidsDOLMgEkO7Isikl58a_IAe0sCF/s400/DSCF0853.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339830168105007122" border="0" /></a> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;" align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;" align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">Probably because of the alligators.
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<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;" align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHAa0ZFFDJxcB5hSEnbHWEhQ5E9I_dxkW1Ma5YfMFP5n00sTWylv6c02aFxhjzlGw3cMyuPn-3x1CdetqgMWoMp6m7iEyecTvaAdx1yb7DE5Gf7VfKp2ClnUPsruJnJmzGuOX9/s1600-h/DSCF0863.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHAa0ZFFDJxcB5hSEnbHWEhQ5E9I_dxkW1Ma5YfMFP5n00sTWylv6c02aFxhjzlGw3cMyuPn-3x1CdetqgMWoMp6m7iEyecTvaAdx1yb7DE5Gf7VfKp2ClnUPsruJnJmzGuOX9/s400/DSCF0863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339830169024995554" border="0" /></a></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></p><p face="arial" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFNCfeRgJqs_EoCvvG4mL_fR4pR-1fREY1H34TYk0SEBQaxmbib8jX14Vt4exkZzxJ4Y90vPPM-KaESechtmVCnzxrkA3rHNYph3IMPRPm3zX3T1mbrL6F_j9dt80V2mtj4UyY/s1600-h/DSCF0871.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFNCfeRgJqs_EoCvvG4mL_fR4pR-1fREY1H34TYk0SEBQaxmbib8jX14Vt4exkZzxJ4Y90vPPM-KaESechtmVCnzxrkA3rHNYph3IMPRPm3zX3T1mbrL6F_j9dt80V2mtj4UyY/s400/DSCF0871.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339831044361793586" border="0" /></a>
<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Luckily we lived long enough for Rob to sample a local beer. After Lafayette, we were off to Baton Rouge to screen the film for an environmental group. Louisiana requires that each campus have a piece of artwork. This one, outside, even has Greek writing. </span>
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<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxmlCCY0DecqGjPwzl5JwWA81WYBsS_qZewTO-iXYbdM-JWidHUwXMvWB8SsydITu0R0jXgA0c-PQ4oeQQazQ_nlaH2dPW1B08Cz65x0ToWkjmtLdm_s1rX_yByfLdFXPJoxGd/s1600-h/DSCF0885.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxmlCCY0DecqGjPwzl5JwWA81WYBsS_qZewTO-iXYbdM-JWidHUwXMvWB8SsydITu0R0jXgA0c-PQ4oeQQazQ_nlaH2dPW1B08Cz65x0ToWkjmtLdm_s1rX_yByfLdFXPJoxGd/s400/DSCF0885.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339831058594689554" border="0" /></a></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></p><p face="arial" style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Next we were off to New Orleans. We had not been since 2002 pre-Katrina, and made a short visit to pay our respects to the 9th ward, sad. BB performed at the Dragon's Den, complete with <a href="http://www.cafebamboo.com/">Cafe Bamboo</a>, the only veg restaurant in town.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijN6OBnjc2HIpSPDIwNvcOWTh4FNDxKj6gb_iiKpcHOiHHgDelIhXHWMLCt_GuLmWsQAZQJp9ZQqJ9_LyAvvaTzDS2JduFIg00TOhqkgFoL1_bUHW2xx8xLVuHiA7HCi5T70rt/s1600-h/DSCF0901.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijN6OBnjc2HIpSPDIwNvcOWTh4FNDxKj6gb_iiKpcHOiHHgDelIhXHWMLCt_GuLmWsQAZQJp9ZQqJ9_LyAvvaTzDS2JduFIg00TOhqkgFoL1_bUHW2xx8xLVuHiA7HCi5T70rt/s400/DSCF0901.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339831064922264674" border="0" /></a></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></p><p face="arial" style="margin-bottom: 0in;">We played with this nice duo, High in One Eye:</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3CobUDUfO-WQ1K47T5BuQEFLSvsd8O3niego-jWRWr8vChpfy0nzFf8xrl1Kv2o2o2OCeS0MRRZyVQ8Y1ucXZeZ-Ptu_lRkQpQCuqVC1kDg8AJKBBJDYeO4qqm8Fa_JYpzKnO/s1600-h/DSCF0915.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3CobUDUfO-WQ1K47T5BuQEFLSvsd8O3niego-jWRWr8vChpfy0nzFf8xrl1Kv2o2o2OCeS0MRRZyVQ8Y1ucXZeZ-Ptu_lRkQpQCuqVC1kDg8AJKBBJDYeO4qqm8Fa_JYpzKnO/s400/DSCF0915.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339834974395345794" border="0" /></a></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></p><p face="arial" style="margin-bottom: 0in;">As with many duos, this drummer was awesome...</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDhsaP4dwzm9g_4qu2-iV_nDOw-uHXHA3Gq3AHXNxmshaBT2tC1RxAMcnclENMYgkLnIaRUw85KDB2EgR-Gn2hustXNW2CjPD2cdGn-t0k6H0TXgln02ebDIFNzbZ1QhlIsGo4/s1600-h/DSCF0911.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDhsaP4dwzm9g_4qu2-iV_nDOw-uHXHA3Gq3AHXNxmshaBT2tC1RxAMcnclENMYgkLnIaRUw85KDB2EgR-Gn2hustXNW2CjPD2cdGn-t0k6H0TXgln02ebDIFNzbZ1QhlIsGo4/s400/DSCF0911.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339834976913574754" border="0" /></a></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial;">
<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial;">And not just cause he was borrowing my tom. We were also lucky to meet up with fellow vegan leafleters at our show.</span> </p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVWuny9kntW89GqpgFuH4H9U-X1F6bmc_lTXma3hQr0z3-O_U-MHBu17Vxm64SameHpNBz_3cmA6RJek7u3bKDKqT08gJTq79wo9wiXQAH2NsDqMhhbCOhGTs4ARATNLL4pCMr/s1600-h/DSCF0985.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVWuny9kntW89GqpgFuH4H9U-X1F6bmc_lTXma3hQr0z3-O_U-MHBu17Vxm64SameHpNBz_3cmA6RJek7u3bKDKqT08gJTq79wo9wiXQAH2NsDqMhhbCOhGTs4ARATNLL4pCMr/s400/DSCF0985.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339839136347890450" border="0" /></a></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;">Vic has handed over 55,000 students <a href="http://www.veganoutreach.org/whyvegan/animals.html">information</a> about the animals behind most meat/dairy products in Spring semester alone.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;">
<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;">In the third installment of meet-ups, we also ran into the Des Ark crew the day after our show, and made time to catch solo-Aimee at another club.
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<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjc9-s9CVmwUgW67cwK-AvqT62fv7UUCskpUCHvACFFJX34MewcxgZSOrtrGndLVGxyWFh3vOAc9WNH5G9QvS3bTpj5evlmhVEu91Y1eDPdvD-y3ZjtGmDs_-p_DeyFQGFAc-y/s1600-h/DSCF0983.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjc9-s9CVmwUgW67cwK-AvqT62fv7UUCskpUCHvACFFJX34MewcxgZSOrtrGndLVGxyWFh3vOAc9WNH5G9QvS3bTpj5evlmhVEu91Y1eDPdvD-y3ZjtGmDs_-p_DeyFQGFAc-y/s400/DSCF0983.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339841973513626146" border="0" /></a></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;">New Orleans is beautifully parked and historied. Rob and I went to <a href="http://neworleanscitypark.com/">City Park</a> and we highly recommend it. We took turns watching Syba while the other of us went to see the sculptures and statues. During Rob's turn, I decided to shoot portraits of Syba, but should have removed her harness to appear more professional. </p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglHh0eZVVzxYszTl-huG9ZouunaqMYQp0TwrL51_QU6gD5kYHLbQlHUDYIlEOdqbcGf9UR1YModo6JVH9GWkKyLjMFxkHIa3rGHC3cU2yNg1xlTVaH1ClTWjFL0zwVQZdSRn12/s1600-h/DSCF0937.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglHh0eZVVzxYszTl-huG9ZouunaqMYQp0TwrL51_QU6gD5kYHLbQlHUDYIlEOdqbcGf9UR1YModo6JVH9GWkKyLjMFxkHIa3rGHC3cU2yNg1xlTVaH1ClTWjFL0zwVQZdSRn12/s400/DSCF0937.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339834978848825314" border="0" /></a></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;">Above please find her stoic alert pose. Below, find Syba hoping to make some money from the stuffed ambiguous bear or fluffy green man company:</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1YyfOn-U6KhWuqWXp_TvcOF-qqAOxJWapN0_YRbwboIY1Khtxj0TRkNQq6YIBoP0cXM73MviIGwxsrSpOTt9wq0F4WGSFV5XoM3ZQyZyPTLbf7E9jgx_nJ4pyrThw7mDv7cYB/s1600-h/DSCF1138.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1YyfOn-U6KhWuqWXp_TvcOF-qqAOxJWapN0_YRbwboIY1Khtxj0TRkNQq6YIBoP0cXM73MviIGwxsrSpOTt9wq0F4WGSFV5XoM3ZQyZyPTLbf7E9jgx_nJ4pyrThw7mDv7cYB/s400/DSCF1138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339850025989485058" border="0" /></a> </p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ3r-U2fDvlWVqdM1j4tRm59vPpEq9ZALuDkZQ_JBoS3KWWMdKEnJtKXFlOo8f0zv6L0S788Seut7IY9KWtaK6CxLV3y0hU838n3_SEuaeY-z-RUy9zAl4qbtrnYJs_pyFF3Gt/s1600-h/DSCF1003.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJ3r-U2fDvlWVqdM1j4tRm59vPpEq9ZALuDkZQ_JBoS3KWWMdKEnJtKXFlOo8f0zv6L0S788Seut7IY9KWtaK6CxLV3y0hU838n3_SEuaeY-z-RUy9zAl4qbtrnYJs_pyFF3Gt/s400/DSCF1003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339839148299577522" border="0" /></a></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;">In a separate shooting, these are Syba having "alone time."</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
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<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;">Except how I invaded her space to document it. </p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial;">She also looks fine in a brown hat, no? Anyone?</span>
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<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizttCJKZdGS3TpLbCK4OXVd4KAS7pUHXFLPHPdSpRw4SAGTasIyuLdStUA537clVgvYFD809ttpI3bBZEDayYW1WPC0qMqQ_yfhFOdn4AcfZomoyXK723rdYrdpx9CnFTQaeVa/s1600-h/DSCF1109.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizttCJKZdGS3TpLbCK4OXVd4KAS7pUHXFLPHPdSpRw4SAGTasIyuLdStUA537clVgvYFD809ttpI3bBZEDayYW1WPC0qMqQ_yfhFOdn4AcfZomoyXK723rdYrdpx9CnFTQaeVa/s400/DSCF1109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339850012022132738" border="0" /></a></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial;">I like how the shifter look slike a microphone that she's about to announce something into ("Help!")
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<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial;">In any case, back at the sculpture garden, it was full of interesting pieces, but the below was the most striking. The plaque following details more about the artist's intent.</span>
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<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipWwXpwdpRglFpOgo4sP562QJ_7bF42gO2cAk9GVxhguhmDMeircSMwCa_l9nruBlK7Xi04d_U4tARLQoyqAnnMvO2nHQ3XMWcRPwyBAgEcl_4xZdcIlj_fIfAyO-Diw-WuH4P/s1600-h/DSCF0965.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipWwXpwdpRglFpOgo4sP562QJ_7bF42gO2cAk9GVxhguhmDMeircSMwCa_l9nruBlK7Xi04d_U4tARLQoyqAnnMvO2nHQ3XMWcRPwyBAgEcl_4xZdcIlj_fIfAyO-Diw-WuH4P/s400/DSCF0965.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339834983387284354" border="0" /></a></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWlhT2rt03FukHcBmwfvQlr3Wgky-CrIkFnnfvDG7RJ1Wj5fKojB_ftS7ds-NFex0Z5nMzMu7I4dJcC1helOTB0hwknOUNfxZjv_uvJ5etOftltUauOoBr32LI5WraD3y6D60M/s1600-h/DSCF0967.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWlhT2rt03FukHcBmwfvQlr3Wgky-CrIkFnnfvDG7RJ1Wj5fKojB_ftS7ds-NFex0Z5nMzMu7I4dJcC1helOTB0hwknOUNfxZjv_uvJ5etOftltUauOoBr32LI5WraD3y6D60M/s400/DSCF0967.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339834990474405458" border="0" /></a></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial;">I took this one for mom, who is the most modestly great violinist.</span>
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<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb2M491G-qtL6uX0ZnuPhn2tyeW4SWwXDQka0n5fP3smaBoiUZrr9iwqE1kNlXI5e_kzVy0QIVexBBJI5WrZgeyYiJ8zjwWZSDz-bGt8DTPLn5Lo9Z15E49Y9a60_f_niFDB8H/s1600-h/DSCF0970.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb2M491G-qtL6uX0ZnuPhn2tyeW4SWwXDQka0n5fP3smaBoiUZrr9iwqE1kNlXI5e_kzVy0QIVexBBJI5WrZgeyYiJ8zjwWZSDz-bGt8DTPLn5Lo9Z15E49Y9a60_f_niFDB8H/s400/DSCF0970.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339839133781734306" border="0" /></a></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;">Sorry if these are violas mom. They're definitely not guitars.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;">
<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Binge Cafe just lives for pictoral juxtapositioning. Here I want to demonstrate the complexity of human-hood, meaning our choices to protect some and eat others. Presenting, a nice sign in a parkish place where we stopped to exercise en route to our next stop:</span>
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<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyD43SWKoqTPebvRG1-M8qR11GmnvDpiMP3D6MVXlqh3TE_aBimwydPA6k2-vP19qvzo_44snyVziBwQBE6l2GA0faoWUh3-uJcR189nKdkhliY-nFgYNJouRwR5pfrfTYjb84/s1600-h/DSCF0873.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyD43SWKoqTPebvRG1-M8qR11GmnvDpiMP3D6MVXlqh3TE_aBimwydPA6k2-vP19qvzo_44snyVziBwQBE6l2GA0faoWUh3-uJcR189nKdkhliY-nFgYNJouRwR5pfrfTYjb84/s400/DSCF0873.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339831048793899122" border="0" /></a></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">And next to this sign, another sign:
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<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Conclusion: Turkeys are not Important Birds. This reminds me of an essay I just read, <span style="font-style: italic;">Consider the Lobster</span> by the late David Foster Wallace (thanks to Nicki for the recommendation). In the historical outline of lobster-eating, Wallace noted that eating this creature before the mid 19th century was akin to stuffing a handful of bugs in your mouth. They were plentiful and crawling all over the beaches, and thus thought of as waste, supply n' demand-style. There were some disturbing descriptions of a lobster's ability to feel pain, noting the small hairs within the shell on their soft bodies.</span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Speaking of turkey, a professor at the next screening we held in Stillwater, OK, at OLE Miss was so kind to us. After joining us for leafleting, she gave us homemade <a href="http://www.tofurky.com/products/delislices.htm">tofurkey</a> wraps:
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<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;">We also screened the film in another city in Oklahoma. No pictures. </p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Finally it was Sunday and we were free to relax again. Here is Rob working on a song for you and me.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
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<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Syba should have been a fish.
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<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Atlanta has the most amazing coop, <a href="http://www.sevananda.coop/">Sevenanda</a> (Durham coop take note!) They have a variety of deli options for vegans and lovers of delicious foods (same thing). Most importantly, they have a rotating supply of vegan cakes to ensure Binge keeps on a regular exercise schedule.</span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
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<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">The first place we performed in Atlanta:
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<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Life's short. I wouldn't go back there. We were on the bill with four other touring bands. As you might imagine, this did not translate into an audience, apart from the nice bands who stayed, like these guys:
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<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">They asked if they could take our coloring book idea, where blank coloring paper and crayons are put upon the merch table for audience use. Of course I said, "You kiddin' me? That's MY thing. MINE!"</span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">The next night, we performed as part of a Star Magazine showcase, set up by the awesome Justin formerly of Elevado, presently of Batata Doce.
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<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;"> The show was a lot of fun, and we hit up the cheap Chinese food place afterword with Justin #2 and got to preview tracks from his new band <a href="http://www.myspace.com/glenirisaction">Glen Iris</a>. (<span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Note! They will be playing at our house as part of our Thank You Party 6/29. You are invited!</span>)
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<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcKqSJPzyB9eefg3-vOQOBEEXQyt2O4Q2aUN-ZUVpUq3YXvHlkMy_fpfADWrXPwzDNEBOW918tUhrtw0qYgftGmZZhI2faWYpVsnvsuwtDDUT3rnCb0DZ0YFDGZwP-d_z0zns5/s1600-h/DSCF1146.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcKqSJPzyB9eefg3-vOQOBEEXQyt2O4Q2aUN-ZUVpUq3YXvHlkMy_fpfADWrXPwzDNEBOW918tUhrtw0qYgftGmZZhI2faWYpVsnvsuwtDDUT3rnCb0DZ0YFDGZwP-d_z0zns5/s400/DSCF1146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339850027568513218" border="0" /></a></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">We skipped the cleanse and had some seitan sandwiches instead.</span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;"> One of the best screenings we had was at Valdosta State University in Valdosta, Georgia. Before the screening, Rob gives students information on modern factory farms.
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<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Below, heading to the screening. We use the same merch suitcase for BB and the documentary.
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<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhW3um81jN_aWXX_dTjN-nSbLypYSkM14jqWiBPtv-oQwaZSiX5YLIDLtXui6bzsgBG1BBe8uw95tScyZmplkZuBDffAh2fT8AriFtNuK-3-kLeCadfsvKZEtfkW1shxwj-7OM/s1600-h/DSCF1075.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhW3um81jN_aWXX_dTjN-nSbLypYSkM14jqWiBPtv-oQwaZSiX5YLIDLtXui6bzsgBG1BBe8uw95tScyZmplkZuBDffAh2fT8AriFtNuK-3-kLeCadfsvKZEtfkW1shxwj-7OM/s400/DSCF1075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339849063320725794" border="0" /></a></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">And this is me during the Intro, I believe.</span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
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<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">There were roughly 100 students there, so the discussion was a lot of fun following.
<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">In the arena of new foodstuffs, I decided to pick up some<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Laver_%28seaweed%29"> Laver</a> because it has lots of good things like iron, iodine, B12, and DHA. But also important is the product's edibility.
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<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih6WxbIT16DrvBX6hyphenhyphenfx8lx8AFkRa5IHqWWEuxzEt02lfcR6lIQI0uTyCdLPtR8XL3i6OHFJ7Rkrd1RZEcaxlR9uwDpLZI2BTiy_cdScp4XuauDpQoyG9po1XmwwPuqbB6jr1K/s1600-h/DSCF1057.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih6WxbIT16DrvBX6hyphenhyphenfx8lx8AFkRa5IHqWWEuxzEt02lfcR6lIQI0uTyCdLPtR8XL3i6OHFJ7Rkrd1RZEcaxlR9uwDpLZI2BTiy_cdScp4XuauDpQoyG9po1XmwwPuqbB6jr1K/s400/DSCF1057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339849048893949426" border="0" /></a></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">The results were 50/50. Mr. Beloved reported, "Yuck," while Binge maintains that, when dry-roasted in a cast iron pan, it's just like a chip. A really good chip.</span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
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<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">At some point in Georgia we decided to take a break and rent a pedal boat for $5. It was a lot of fun, and I can't believe that Syba actually stayed in the boat. I might say it is a good workout leg-wise. Rob kept stopping just to see if I was pedaling, which, I was. Heavily pedaling, at least 40%. Rob says 20.
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<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-LZt2Rwi4qu3dm9Y9UxOAvQ1mTQF-UleXBQhI6pKiMbz5l6mVPTDdkrniHO6h68s1TXlMKifYK8VpkyzQRq-RoF5YlqqAJP3UKFpF3GuTEcKS6HLdL1d-KHQl1foSZ9HtRrWO/s1600-h/DSCF1175.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-LZt2Rwi4qu3dm9Y9UxOAvQ1mTQF-UleXBQhI6pKiMbz5l6mVPTDdkrniHO6h68s1TXlMKifYK8VpkyzQRq-RoF5YlqqAJP3UKFpF3GuTEcKS6HLdL1d-KHQl1foSZ9HtRrWO/s400/DSCF1175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339858803594524962" border="0" /></a></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">We also had a screening in Athens, GA (no pictures) at the University of Georgia. We were happy to arrive back home in Durham for a couple of weeks. In fact, we didn't really feel like going back on the road for the 9th month.
<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Duofest was a ton of fun and all the duos, I mean all of 'em, I really loved. We were honored to have Mecca Normal, and David of Mecca was kind to do a sketch o'me (he sketches different bands they play with).
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<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfetWZT_DubaEN1fOdsIS550SXJlo-lgDBrIv4Puc0eERClk49hPj0aU6rw0RUJX2EzvFzPFGbOs4p462_4Mg6eCclXkTeD4xB1cz6BqHJnb5kmQg0YYf7Uaeua0coj5JJD3HL/s1600-h/Eleni+by+David+of+Mecca+Normal.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 394px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfetWZT_DubaEN1fOdsIS550SXJlo-lgDBrIv4Puc0eERClk49hPj0aU6rw0RUJX2EzvFzPFGbOs4p462_4Mg6eCclXkTeD4xB1cz6BqHJnb5kmQg0YYf7Uaeua0coj5JJD3HL/s400/Eleni+by+David+of+Mecca+Normal.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339859511429811538" border="0" /></a></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Even though we hesitated to leave our porch again, what better way to start road life back up than playing a show on an old farmhouse porch with one of our favorites?
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<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm-XExh0M5bD_VuWm7zilEnFTDNhkVdMODPVpfdLYzOouRXrw_PlEooAdLcCQZybWSdu-EazJdaf5W-cSDlx4nrwdCAk9Gtw51mu3hIN48sTDInjY6Zkcw1qUFPv_FXMGBpsdm/s1600-h/ellicuttmtd2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm-XExh0M5bD_VuWm7zilEnFTDNhkVdMODPVpfdLYzOouRXrw_PlEooAdLcCQZybWSdu-EazJdaf5W-cSDlx4nrwdCAk9Gtw51mu3hIN48sTDInjY6Zkcw1qUFPv_FXMGBpsdm/s400/ellicuttmtd2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339861301593262722" border="0" /></a></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZL3XiOXkFfPcfIq8mXiHAL74N_N0ybZ5CLrP93LJt8ztui5kPdqJwFzS9K_Vcj0F_kROf2uT8PgyP1BX0uim7TKeVHxadYoX6zkftbU5Dr1mVY6XUntpKqcbVr0Jue-SLO5jz/s1600-h/ellicuttmtd1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZL3XiOXkFfPcfIq8mXiHAL74N_N0ybZ5CLrP93LJt8ztui5kPdqJwFzS9K_Vcj0F_kROf2uT8PgyP1BX0uim7TKeVHxadYoX6zkftbU5Dr1mVY6XUntpKqcbVr0Jue-SLO5jz/s400/ellicuttmtd1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339861302790887842" border="0" /></a></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">It was wonderful to see the <a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.myspace.com/midtowndickens">Midtown Dickens</a> again. New songs, crazy harmonies, we love 'em.</span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">BB played next. These pics are courtesy of Michelle's iphone (I-phone?)</span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVco2LkHuVqo_Va5BUVYhbqomJ8gxS-4M3SMSykbePWaBIDkR5uuxdr1J6EbGaPVTRmkJhOiN8Banpi8dh6Iya_D-gaqCmhKITIDbojOf5MO_eLCTh4Z7VcL6hMR3sImToxldx/s1600-h/ellicutt.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVco2LkHuVqo_Va5BUVYhbqomJ8gxS-4M3SMSykbePWaBIDkR5uuxdr1J6EbGaPVTRmkJhOiN8Banpi8dh6Iya_D-gaqCmhKITIDbojOf5MO_eLCTh4Z7VcL6hMR3sImToxldx/s400/ellicutt.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339861310156630226" border="0" /></a></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">The show, complete with vegan cookout, took place at the home of <a href="http://www.bobpyle.com/">Banjo Bob,</a> who outdoes BB in both 'off kilter' and 'quirky.' He's awesome. We have his Apples & Oranges album, and lemme tell you, the songs will break into your headspace and cross the monkey bars.
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<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Rob's photo. And his book.
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<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">We did some leafleting around the DC/Maryland area, and Delaware, then were off to New York, after a quick stop in Phili to get the infamous Vegan Treats cake at GoVindas. You should have seen the look of disappointment on my face when I saw the empty cake case -- coulda sank 1,000 ships. Luckily the vegan philly seitan steaks made up for this, 40%.
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<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">New York was our next stop. I attended a Farm Sanctuary meeting then debate. Jasmin, who runs the NY action, is one of my favorite peoples. The debate was something to the effect of, "Should we exploit animals less?" and if you can imagine, there was an opposing position, answering "No." The moderator, who had declared himself neutral (or been declared neutral) later admitted he was one of those people who would not care if someone kicked a dog in front of him (as an example of caring about suffering when it is right in front of you and/or when the animal is a 'member' of the family). Jasmin did a great job of summarizing parts of the debate and afterthoughts on her blog <a href="http://farmsanctuary.typepad.com/making_hay/2009/05/ditching-the-dirt.html">Making Hay</a>.</span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
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<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">It's interesting to drive in NYC. You're prepared for the worst, so when you're actually there it isn't as bad as you'd imagined. You do find parking. You do get lost and go over a bridge that puts you back in Manhattan when you were needing to stay in Brooklyn. But somehow, if Weston does not stall, you get to your destination with minimal stress and yelling/honking, and a feeling of accomplishment, like graduating.</span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">My favorite contrast to the streets of NYC is the people-made Central Park. Instead of opting for the $8/hour parking in the park, we lucked out and found a FREE spot across the street with no restrictions except to be out of it 10 days later. I was so happy that I thought we should stay there forever, or at least 10 days.
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<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuKe7hH9bESk-GbPcRKdSIRKanOZFGtjiPLcqWSE3hIqM_-PL5m7z545bzdzWSgWnVqIwXGC3VKa3Phho2PIxN5tG98WIT68p_vYKuto7TfPTZLKreVY4OPd-voea6zSSe_oRP/s1600-h/NYC+007.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuKe7hH9bESk-GbPcRKdSIRKanOZFGtjiPLcqWSE3hIqM_-PL5m7z545bzdzWSgWnVqIwXGC3VKa3Phho2PIxN5tG98WIT68p_vYKuto7TfPTZLKreVY4OPd-voea6zSSe_oRP/s400/NYC+007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339863977780975074" border="0" /></a></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">The only downside of our Central Park visit was an unfortunate live exercise program event blasting the workout throughout the park -- "One, two, YOU CAN DO IT! Come on now, UP, UP, down, UP!" complete with breathy gasps for air and bad music that makes you (me) run away which is why it is effective for exercise.</span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">In the park, finally away from the noise, we found a castle that was built for weather reporting, and took turns being king/queen. I present you Rob the King, overseeing his people.
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<br /><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">After the park, and before the show, we (I) had a very important mission, mission cake. New York is just bursting with vegan cake, or so it seemed. We limited our selections to those within walking distance (1-2 miles) of Central Park. I was hoping to find my favorite, which we'd missed in Philly (<a href="http://www.myspace.com/vegantreats">Vegan Treats</a>. Could it be a coincidence that they are based out of a city entitled Bethlehem?) Admittedly, I had high expectations:
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<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQXVe9E4tVIzHAMscDayBIcSZ5XQUnvVf5f8ZPgCjpxZCxUHyBGtwMLvGo0ms4Xf_yUTnmW1ChAD_doVdDJcNwM_z-KkpVIITequgrUTHegsKbfupkyT81ATreD1U8AZmxR7Ik/s1600-h/vegantreats.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQXVe9E4tVIzHAMscDayBIcSZ5XQUnvVf5f8ZPgCjpxZCxUHyBGtwMLvGo0ms4Xf_yUTnmW1ChAD_doVdDJcNwM_z-KkpVIITequgrUTHegsKbfupkyT81ATreD1U8AZmxR7Ik/s400/vegantreats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340263646812458978" border="0" /></a></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" >Photo from Vegan Treats, http://www.myspace.com/vegantreats</span></span>
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<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">So it was with some disappointment, expressed fully after finishing the cupcakes within 10 seconds, that </span></span><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">I instead found these tiny overpriced things:
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<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">In a desperate move later that day, I </span>bought this slice of cheap(er) cake at a coop later that day:</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
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<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">To summarize, it looked better than it was. The frosting was wonderful, but the cake part was a little dry. But 10 stars for generous frosting.
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<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">After getting lost, only slightly, we were able to find time to eat at one of our favorites, Food Swings, in Brooklyn. I had the fish sticks, and Rob made the seitan sub disappear. We also had the Buffalo strips on sticks with a ranch dressing. All vegan! (Do I need to qualify that anymore?)
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<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Finally it was show time and we made it to Goodbye Blue Mondays.
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<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioWq_u8prhXDt4GAVkRVeAAw8JNqvsuuSRbzPwAttnszf4R9s_jNyHwZf4uv_JpBFjBBuK98GzEqzshzVfuE1q3zzDGFepEKMDdOpNIi6Zn3axEeo9cKE0isOKTE-9aijKMwbx/s1600-h/PorchTour+004.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioWq_u8prhXDt4GAVkRVeAAw8JNqvsuuSRbzPwAttnszf4R9s_jNyHwZf4uv_JpBFjBBuK98GzEqzshzVfuE1q3zzDGFepEKMDdOpNIi6Zn3axEeo9cKE0isOKTE-9aijKMwbx/s400/PorchTour+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340259912072803058" border="0" /></a></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">This is a cozy little club snugged under a subway line. We played there last tour and they're super nice. I forgot my camera and the owner mailed it back. BB was added to the bill somewhat late, so we opened up the night. We were happy that a member of the band we played with when we first moved to Durham (at the Wetlands! RIP) the <a href="http://www.myspace.com/lostpatrol">Lost Patrol </a>came out to see our show.
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<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">After us, a fabulous lady & her banjo played a set, <a href="http://chelseamcbee.com/calendar.html?id=17">Chelsea McBee</a>.
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<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">A train went by during her song about a train. Next, the nice <a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.myspace.com/keyofv">Key of V</a> performed. A duo, so automatically of course they are on our good list(s). Besides that, they were good.
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<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">I took this shot while waiting for my laptop to boot up. It never did.
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<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Tip: <a href="http://www.google.com/#hl=en&q=problems+with+hp+tx1000&aq=0&oq=problems+with+hp+tx&fp=EPM4eul9pXk">Do not purchase an HP TX1000 series laptop</a>. I'm trying to resolve the issue with the BBB. Meanwhile, I got a similar little netbook to my friend <a href="http://aguavino.blogspot.com/2009/05/shes-like-wind.html">Aquavino</a>, and I love it! Mine is an ASUS.
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<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_EnwY0NU4CMEtDnwEbFCmnw6eTO36IAHtJX7WydzkFEYx0zfr3IK-eRAG2p2mnOYoejDbZzeh_7XmFfIWjEriJq_tvfNh-qKduAwiCUx1WRJZg4YuwHmEmStaR_L7P4kbKT6Z/s1600-h/PorchTour+008.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_EnwY0NU4CMEtDnwEbFCmnw6eTO36IAHtJX7WydzkFEYx0zfr3IK-eRAG2p2mnOYoejDbZzeh_7XmFfIWjEriJq_tvfNh-qKduAwiCUx1WRJZg4YuwHmEmStaR_L7P4kbKT6Z/s400/PorchTour+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340271445095239826" border="0" /></a></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbzbghY6Z2ychNSlh4LEdkJbPUSuVs3bpOe1EIGbhkbbAwz6R3hhAuriPbI4fIyi_ByBvuxdi2BplvbU1_Z3Rgt4WZRJiX79GCJVTHfvlv4IvqCI7iwgMlOBTszTQs7BDUAupE/s1600-h/PorchTour+012.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbzbghY6Z2ychNSlh4LEdkJbPUSuVs3bpOe1EIGbhkbbAwz6R3hhAuriPbI4fIyi_ByBvuxdi2BplvbU1_Z3Rgt4WZRJiX79GCJVTHfvlv4IvqCI7iwgMlOBTszTQs7BDUAupE/s400/PorchTour+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340544121045049010" border="0" /></a></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCzHwYz8sHFppXapFWLQYldbVMt2VsDZ964w5-FeObb4y5gRHndFZQ4JL5DUQkUmPPvynvNNwfHfVg7WDFHWST9xWwd389gooICJbNrGh7Q6JkkC7VEKBKAdjHeZggMC9CBAJn/s1600-h/PorchTour+009.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCzHwYz8sHFppXapFWLQYldbVMt2VsDZ964w5-FeObb4y5gRHndFZQ4JL5DUQkUmPPvynvNNwfHfVg7WDFHWST9xWwd389gooICJbNrGh7Q6JkkC7VEKBKAdjHeZggMC9CBAJn/s400/PorchTour+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340544116248513794" border="0" /></a></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">...I think I need a new sweater.
<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Next it was over to Boston to screen for the Veg Society, a very kind group of folks, I'll say.
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<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial;">The room extended to the right too, where the other half of the audience sat, by the buffet. We stayed with a vegan family restoring their Victorian home. The house had beautiful woodwork and tall windows, a spiraling staircase, and pocket doors. Syba loved it too because they had a dog and a stuffed bunny she proceeded to de-ear. She also left her green ambiguous Bear there, perhaps as an apology for the rabbit.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial;">
<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial;">After Boston, Weston began practicing defiance again, this time by stalling. He chose several convenient places:</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial;">
<br /></span></p><ul><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Shopping complex exit, at the light;
<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Middle of busy intersection going up a hill with fast oncoming traffic;</span></li><li style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">On-ramp to Mass Pike ("Folks, the trucks can't get by you...you're going to have to move.")
<br /></span></li><li style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Highway ("I'll help you folks pull over to the breakdown lane...");
<br /></span></li><li style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Dark alley;
<br /></span></li><li style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Another intersection ("ID and registration, please.")</span></li></ul><span style="font-family:arial;">
<br />All these were spread over the course of a day, during our futile attempts to get to Hanover, New Hampshire, for my Dartmouth screening. Luckily, we finally made it to a cold rest area close to Hanover. Since, Weston sort of sounds like he has a cold (swine flu?) and has continued to intermittently stall. But boy, can his top sure pop!
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<br />At Dartmouth, all this trauma was mitigated by the baking of vegan cupcakes by one of the students.
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<br />They also ordered Indian food for the audience, some of whom were lined up before the screening.
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<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">A reporter was there and interviewed me then published the article here in the <a href="http://www.dartmouth.edu/%7Ethepress/read.php?id=1816">Dartmouth Free Press</a>. We also leafleted the school.</span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">After, we barely made it to the Lebanon Food Coop, one of the most overpriced I've seen. Some say that all coops are overpriced, but this is not true from our coop experiences across these plains and mountains (the US). On average, we eat for about $2.50 a meal each.
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<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">We headed to Rob's hometown of Enfield CT, arriving the next day at his cousin's home. With the next picture, I wanted to illustrate that though Syba actively avoids Weston, while we were visiting outside she had the choice of either hanging out in Weston or Rob's cousin's grassily wooded back yard, and she chose the latter entirely on her own (see below right, behind cousin):
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<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT8uqGlwsWtbWVi41_MZaFBuFdlucbarth6aLu94UwHTWa1aP6yyvmtn6Q3zqxxrf7XOW6PdpWBwtx6ZNFWp00J0-zSSTrSnSx7Uqoee5VXSisWnErc6ZZu09hHHTLtc3Dkv_h/s1600-h/011.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT8uqGlwsWtbWVi41_MZaFBuFdlucbarth6aLu94UwHTWa1aP6yyvmtn6Q3zqxxrf7XOW6PdpWBwtx6ZNFWp00J0-zSSTrSnSx7Uqoee5VXSisWnErc6ZZu09hHHTLtc3Dkv_h/s400/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340255627533770258" border="0" /></a></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">She later moved to the driver's side, where it was much more comfortable to squeeze between the clutch, break, and gas pedals. Before I continue to make fun of Syba, you might wonder why *we* were all hanging out in Weston instead of on lawn chairs by the firepit. I'll refer you to Rob for his response.</span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIgqCO43KdhNUcdHbO9oHIYzJaUdVb5gFlOjWX32HSn4yWq-0ljzbtLH2kLg42NQAebfqKKezgtF1d_X4Kje88l1ESVh5XYW2i48OwDuTty120cTAvSozJ51b4B0TupaOdfdQG/s1600-h/IMG_0076.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIgqCO43KdhNUcdHbO9oHIYzJaUdVb5gFlOjWX32HSn4yWq-0ljzbtLH2kLg42NQAebfqKKezgtF1d_X4Kje88l1ESVh5XYW2i48OwDuTty120cTAvSozJ51b4B0TupaOdfdQG/s400/IMG_0076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340544127811573746" border="0" /></a></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">A couple people recommended Danbury, so off we went to our show there at Cousin Larry's Cafe. Met a kind blogger there who runs the Hat City Blog and bought a couple of our CDs. He told us about the history of the town, where hats to Danbury were like tobacco to Durham.</span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Our next stop has become a tradition of sorts when we're in this area, and it is one of our favorites because we get to meet up with the folks who run <a href="http://veganradio.com/">Vegan Radio</a> (see Scott & Derek below) and eat at <a href="http://cafe-evolution.com/">Cafe Evolution</a> (also below). </span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
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<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">We made it to Northampton and enjoyed <a href="http://ohsweetmamas.com/">Oh Sweet Mama's</a> baked goods.
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<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_T_1yYFTB1yKAp5exR5pLnZN0kZicr5oG8-DopYDbP2q6TtlR-vEHX7sTnqZ7x7OjG0QdXzw7vOd5PzfnoXW3g1qLJ-3UfjXUL0PKVodXCuojMoKOUi5MpBCxZ4Mvc7J_Bn7J/s1600-h/IMG_0079.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_T_1yYFTB1yKAp5exR5pLnZN0kZicr5oG8-DopYDbP2q6TtlR-vEHX7sTnqZ7x7OjG0QdXzw7vOd5PzfnoXW3g1qLJ-3UfjXUL0PKVodXCuojMoKOUi5MpBCxZ4Mvc7J_Bn7J/s400/IMG_0079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340544131175649810" border="0" /></a></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
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<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial;">OK, so I ate a bite pre-photo. </span><span style="font-family:arial;">Later that afternoon, we took a trip with Derek of Vegan Radio....</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
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<br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial;">...whereby Weston displayed the non-glamourous side of touring and stalled on the busy arterial. Derek and I got out and pushed Weston's backside, hot from the sun like a griddle, so we kept removing our hands to avoid burns and pancake-hands.
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<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial;">We decided to park next to our show location at the Sierra Grille and then bus or taxi to the radio station. Once up, you can hear the podcast at: <a href="http://veganradio.com/">http://veganradio.com/</a>. For now, you can listen to their archives. They've asked us to create a theme song...this would be our 3rd theme song creation I think (Tech Notes Radio & Endangered Durham were the other two) so we're very happy to continue on in this business.
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<br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial;">The show at the Sierra Grille was one of our best in awhile. The kind folks that book the place give bands a free dinner at 7:30 pm. We were on the radio and missed this, but they have plenty of vegan options reportedly, which is good since I believe the other bands were vegan as well. We played first (there are some great photos taken by Derek <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/veganicat/sets/72157618673430802/">here</a>). Have I already mentioned that Derek is an amazing photographer? Yep. He's also taken many of the pictures you see in leaflets of farm animals at Farm Sanctuary and elsewhere.
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<br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:arial;">After BB, <a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.myspace.com/viomire">Vio/Mire</a> played, solo though:
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<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">We also met Eric Gaffney (of <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sebadoh">Sebadoh</a>!) who was at the show and signed our mailing list. His more recent project is <a href="http://www.myspace.com/ericgaffneysebadoh">Fields of Gaffney</a>. If this wasn't enough, he's either vegetarian or vegan...</span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Speaking of bands who 'make it,' Rob and I were talking about a band we met on tour who we have been trying to contact about a show in their town. Despite several emails to this band, we had not heard back. Since they seemed very enthused about helping us out before, I was stumped. “Oh, they're busy,” Rob said. “Recording, and I heard they just got signed to a label.”
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<br /></span></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">It seems to me that bands are like orphans at a very noisy orphanage, waiting, trying to look pretty, to sound nice, to be adopted by a label. Or a fan base. Or you. Once a band is adopted, their departure is viewed with some degree of envy, but also joy that it is possible (if that's what we want...and to some extent, that's what we all want – validation). </span></span> </p>
<br /><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Maybe we're all seeking adoption, whether it be for work or friendship. To what extent an image inconsistent with our true character is projected for the sake of survival, or a good life, is unclear to me. The ultimate impact of rejection is also unclear. Possibly we adapt or completely drop out. But certainly we change.
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<br /></span></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">The actual adoption has an impact as well. Once accepted our maturity can again be assessed by how we react to our fortunes. My favorite people are those who become greater after adoption, in character and spirit. Rather than accepting exclusive membership in the now available 'higher' class, they remain members of all societies.
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<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">I'd just like to insert here, and perhaps I've said this before, that I feel most at home with musicians. Not all musicians, but the majority. Something like a family feeling, which I get with certain vegans too. And Greeks! Don't forget the Greeks.</span></span> </p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">
<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:100%;">After the show were were hoping Weston would take us all the way to Providence, RI. He did, pictures forthcoming. For now, I leave you with a love letter found at the Providence Whole Foods market, where they write, "Vegan Options!" on their deli case, in which I found this little happy friend, just waiting for me to adopt it.
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<br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:85%;" >PS: Some readers were having trouble with my last post, "We're Gaining Weight, that means Growing." That is, the first picture would show up, but the words were from my previous blog post rather than that one. It obviously worked fine for some people who made comments relating to the recent post, but not others -- in fact, I tried accessing it on a computer here and had the same issue. Perhaps this is a browser problem? But the previous posts all worked. Hmm. In any case, let me know if you have any issues.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;">
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<br /></p><span style="font-weight: bold;">Important PSS: The ruling yesterday in California broke my heart. But you can lend some support here: <a href="http://www.couragecampaign.org/page/s/1million">http://www.couragecampaign.org/page/s/1million</a></span>
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That Means Growing.<span style="font-size:100%;"><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqQ0FVeZqz8Hm78KnDSdwHlKYLmA0EZ_NlZeEtNCJOWXptocL2llFMx7hM_I5SRTevmYH5bmlMzQ5qCrzMgozux7uVUxp-g7PbH3xZJN-NjQ856IPyPYKS4UGuCR8IWmNWMKJQ/s1600-h/1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqQ0FVeZqz8Hm78KnDSdwHlKYLmA0EZ_NlZeEtNCJOWXptocL2llFMx7hM_I5SRTevmYH5bmlMzQ5qCrzMgozux7uVUxp-g7PbH3xZJN-NjQ856IPyPYKS4UGuCR8IWmNWMKJQ/s400/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315779550842013170" border="0" /></a></span> <span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">I have to imagine this is what newcomers fell in love with when they arrived after the harrowing trip West to discover California. This is the California I imagine them seeing. Who wouldn't want to stay? On our way out, though, I was very happy to be leaving the modern realities of connecting points a and b, car-style:<br /><br /></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqJZmTgncyMxDz2v7YjNLkAfmYBAzFmxReuiGGkLKg0WXunhBpITCd2pJQc3U_BIUFrLDEi3BnZR-I8UxeySrm9491lMQOdxlzIvXCiPy8PZCeJPZV3tP7p2jkQ5NgC0-BMZ82/s1600-h/7.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqJZmTgncyMxDz2v7YjNLkAfmYBAzFmxReuiGGkLKg0WXunhBpITCd2pJQc3U_BIUFrLDEi3BnZR-I8UxeySrm9491lMQOdxlzIvXCiPy8PZCeJPZV3tP7p2jkQ5NgC0-BMZ82/s400/7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315780524694086322" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Before we left LA, I got a chance to connect with more family, here with Zache, my first cousin. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-cqc7Y0TXWumYwygAE0XMk3De8II6BsWYocWXmtMl4y_GansfAEcDJv00FJtar4NSldrvIQhcW8ron7cRXLavZmna0469sM3Cp2R0qHt3FHYUM_cQlNQ88ymGWCEuNvwNKJ6vKQ/s1600-h/2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-cqc7Y0TXWumYwygAE0XMk3De8II6BsWYocWXmtMl4y_GansfAEcDJv00FJtar4NSldrvIQhcW8ron7cRXLavZmna0469sM3Cp2R0qHt3FHYUM_cQlNQ88ymGWCEuNvwNKJ6vKQ/s400/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315779557631579826" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">When we were kids, I, the elder cousin, told him “I wish you'd drown!” while in my aunt's swimming pool. That wasn't nice.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM1gZiy1WQfskbLJ7GbgUZ7oMYdZSN64L4lDuwLlW6vuB8j1pyxjKHftEZdkUrI44lYVkm7OgKoiv40dhhp0Hvm__vN_6efgKj_5TOw_4yp7aOkEOwpNhEwn3KyTfNuy99VnB0kQ/s1600-h/3.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM1gZiy1WQfskbLJ7GbgUZ7oMYdZSN64L4lDuwLlW6vuB8j1pyxjKHftEZdkUrI44lYVkm7OgKoiv40dhhp0Hvm__vN_6efgKj_5TOw_4yp7aOkEOwpNhEwn3KyTfNuy99VnB0kQ/s400/3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315779564467130562" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">I wish Syba was this enthusiastic to tour. Our last night in LA we were fortunate to play a house party thrown by none other than the former NC troupe known as Casey of Sweater Weather. I say troupe due to the number of attendees who migrated from NC as well as their shared chosen studies of film/television. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Playing the show with us, his first show actually, was the nice man pictured below. He was naturally good and we were very happy to meet him.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidnmOlBtUq5p-yg7Ybnb2l1_q9-G2i9ia8yXihgembcmuGiAXhZ3Cahasvh4rmq48eGhHbibIhH8vw0icAmzDaMklul066IMZXEJlcqTLZP54xX1KCbh-Xj2iOq7dGd2GbVFQ3/s1600-h/5.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidnmOlBtUq5p-yg7Ybnb2l1_q9-G2i9ia8yXihgembcmuGiAXhZ3Cahasvh4rmq48eGhHbibIhH8vw0icAmzDaMklul066IMZXEJlcqTLZP54xX1KCbh-Xj2iOq7dGd2GbVFQ3/s400/5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315779578527259426" border="0" /></a></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">We played without mics, and though I have said that I fired Acoustic Binge, this was a compromise because I still got to play my kit...just really, really quiet. I wish I had one of those voices that belted out like an uncontrollable force of nature when I'm NOT mad, that is, when I'm singing. But alas. It's a good test of a song to unplug it, anyhow.<br /></span></p><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">We really enjoyed Casey and Curt's set too.<br /><br /></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBAFy7RZQkXgpmSKHah1FCYK13bW9g0YyJJBr1g6IXnzTkl1vkDOZw7DBpYKNYub49pzx1SloeqCDc1tyYuNGnyJSuno7qzvz11zwhoFtPf2FrLm9UXh1ckw3DtFEuDM-QqOhk/s1600-h/6.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBAFy7RZQkXgpmSKHah1FCYK13bW9g0YyJJBr1g6IXnzTkl1vkDOZw7DBpYKNYub49pzx1SloeqCDc1tyYuNGnyJSuno7qzvz11zwhoFtPf2FrLm9UXh1ckw3DtFEuDM-QqOhk/s400/6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315780519916712882" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">They played a somewhat last-minute put together thematic arrangement of songs about Friday the 13<sup>th</sup>, which was coming out soon. The songs were clever, and though silly, they had weight too. Could have been the depth of the vocals and strength of the melodies. I'm hoping they keep writing material together. <a href="http://www.myspace.com/hihosilveroh">Check out Casey's project here</a>. He's touring all 'round so go and see him when he's in your neighborhood.<br /></span></p><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">I bought a vegan cake for the occasion. I was a little skeptical because it was 'sugar free.' I'm careful particularly when I bring a cake to a party where people may never have tried vegan cake before. One bad cake and we're history. Luckily, it was so delicious and the frosting melted as you bit through the moist body of the cake.<br /><br /></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjxHXadvtc5KkiG7elflHnNDw4xJSoCDZPwXqVj7a8ApO5LzhZFVj9D06ktNmkktOl7E5VufhsOEUNQaRfkMHQt2ekpHVATg5MPO6a-MF3fV2IHKU7pY4UN62h8aMYRhTSmQS8/s1600-h/4.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjxHXadvtc5KkiG7elflHnNDw4xJSoCDZPwXqVj7a8ApO5LzhZFVj9D06ktNmkktOl7E5VufhsOEUNQaRfkMHQt2ekpHVATg5MPO6a-MF3fV2IHKU7pY4UN62h8aMYRhTSmQS8/s400/4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315779572439956114" border="0" /></a></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"> </p><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><br />I wanted to take it 'to go' but thought that would be rude since I brought it as a present. Luckily #2, other people are discovering the joy o' vegan baking, as published in the NY Times Magazine, cover here:<br /><br /></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkNFO3zELBm_oJ8IW5PyVgH0tSut-SK2oV1aGGTrfyPbfPRiojHSzcjz5eXEkwG_V-WDCeOICp1Obt2d9xqh4CFS8rHi-4UPjQHtT_T7fISoY2nKx_tQN3CVabBZnQF3KhEz6o/s1600-h/ny.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 257px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkNFO3zELBm_oJ8IW5PyVgH0tSut-SK2oV1aGGTrfyPbfPRiojHSzcjz5eXEkwG_V-WDCeOICp1Obt2d9xqh4CFS8rHi-4UPjQHtT_T7fISoY2nKx_tQN3CVabBZnQF3KhEz6o/s400/ny.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315784165232422002" border="0" /></a></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: center;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">(Picture from NY Times Magazine article referenced below)</span><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">With the unfortunate exception of a couple of statements, <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2009/03/08/magazine/08food-t-000.html">this is a pretty good article</a>.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Speaking o' environmental things, there were miles of windmills on the way from LA to Prescott. Anyone know what they are powering? Me neither.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQpbv9ZzQTiM1Zv4uTzlgYWgWkA7dDQpP7HnO4U2i9jbbjgMckqwAO4hFSZE2UabSHrK1dKfXl5TG3ClyGR9or1dnCr9QxF14J_bFUYw0vvkjGfe1HykZQ7XasDtI8Pbhnpf4d/s1600-h/8.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQpbv9ZzQTiM1Zv4uTzlgYWgWkA7dDQpP7HnO4U2i9jbbjgMckqwAO4hFSZE2UabSHrK1dKfXl5TG3ClyGR9or1dnCr9QxF14J_bFUYw0vvkjGfe1HykZQ7XasDtI8Pbhnpf4d/s400/8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315780531556935874" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">Since we're gone for so long it is impossible for us to cram in shows and screenings every day, both from a booking standpoint and from one of exhaustion. This space provides time to experience an area (when we're not working in libraries) and minimizes long drives.<br /><br /></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN7EfweF6SIsr8v2qHNMq8TPavYkLniPiapDeJWch7QUJPbPPbLU8hhWHEpBVm_yb2qXKnSlAXVnB-T9maNQrVUq62z77c2MSXZcHmwtLASD7KAIEht78AIp8lWOa_WhcwE-S0/s1600-h/9.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN7EfweF6SIsr8v2qHNMq8TPavYkLniPiapDeJWch7QUJPbPPbLU8hhWHEpBVm_yb2qXKnSlAXVnB-T9maNQrVUq62z77c2MSXZcHmwtLASD7KAIEht78AIp8lWOa_WhcwE-S0/s400/9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315780529609956866" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">We make sure to rest and let Syba run around and Rob do push ups. Actually, I think that Syba is kind of showing off how push-ups are pretty lame compared to the moves she can do without (formal) yoga training.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">To our delight, even way out in the middle of nowhere, we spotted this </span><span style="font-size:100%;">"Smoothies and Veggie Burgers" </span><span style="font-size:100%;">truck:<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF6FmvZ1JgWNbOvkE-NLEMvstkyob3U7Pj7QkCCSibE54Dkukoa6wV2tRLlvTWt-0bVHtH4rMyZWkRF1FZunEZArnhGZNaSLvtn89Li6RqMMrYEjHXDXHdsJBqTjiYmqZniVyq/s1600-h/10.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF6FmvZ1JgWNbOvkE-NLEMvstkyob3U7Pj7QkCCSibE54Dkukoa6wV2tRLlvTWt-0bVHtH4rMyZWkRF1FZunEZArnhGZNaSLvtn89Li6RqMMrYEjHXDXHdsJBqTjiYmqZniVyq/s400/10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315780533884034738" border="0" /></a></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Unfortunately, we noticed this after we were already full with a Subway veggie delight, vegan-style, soy chorizo added in. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">I have another question for my North Carolinian friends. (For those counting, this makes my second question/demand. The other was requesting vegan taquitos at our new co-op.)<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"> I love the idea of minimizing expenese and of course travel by growing fruit. On trips to California as a kid, it always seemed so exotic that you could grow your own lemons and oranges. I remember the lemons falling down next to the pool at my aunt's house (yes, the pool that I wished drowning upon my poor cousin).<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLCgrrxzjFTNVLsEX0vC6P_J5NRz1Z2UcJEBy9coE-NRJtWoBQr8bdCL2NMqwlUjxMSfxnXjcVGH8muz25jroiBCjqHsT0xiKPSBZp1jWq7qzrMbK9mN43Ss8aL38Z3DnpxyIq/s1600-h/11.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLCgrrxzjFTNVLsEX0vC6P_J5NRz1Z2UcJEBy9coE-NRJtWoBQr8bdCL2NMqwlUjxMSfxnXjcVGH8muz25jroiBCjqHsT0xiKPSBZp1jWq7qzrMbK9mN43Ss8aL38Z3DnpxyIq/s400/11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315783798105992130" border="0" /></a></span></p><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><br />Citrus fruit just grows in California, like dandilions. They're delicious. Can we make this happen in Durham? Or is it too cold in the winter? Can someone plant a citrus tree in our yard? </span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">We had to get to Prescott, Arizona the next morning to appear on television. Since this was big-time, you know, television (does anyone still watch morning talk show television? I mean, anyone I hang out with?) we were a bit worried that Weston would do something silly, and we would not get there, but instead another worry presented itself:<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2nmG8KS3XgLPEPQvzzK64GmjoSX_ebyjmRsuEMMwyemRjqtgJQoC3aNyUW796DNRCfUFmudL4sihlpovjeMaIfz5AYi60dPaTO_sy-oOb8_OS0-Q3VNg42pLRyhgSVoUfqvpH/s1600-h/12.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2nmG8KS3XgLPEPQvzzK64GmjoSX_ebyjmRsuEMMwyemRjqtgJQoC3aNyUW796DNRCfUFmudL4sihlpovjeMaIfz5AYi60dPaTO_sy-oOb8_OS0-Q3VNg42pLRyhgSVoUfqvpH/s400/12.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315783802597337074" border="0" /></a></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">I was a bit incredulous at first, not really believing it ... snow? I thought this business was finished back in Seattle. Isn't this the desert? The roads were clear, and Prescott was only cold, not snowed in, so we were relieved to arrive without incident.<br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">We'd lost an hour so it was extra-hard to wake up for an 8:00 am arrival. I never fail myself in one consistent way: if I know I have to wake up early, I cannot, for the life of me, fall asleep the night prior. Hearing Rob and Syba snore doesn't help.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj02ThJNIUfVmVCxCH9mBHQJrHfcQj0yBOoU2GoJPvn92nqJFRO7P1J4q4A3GVS_-UjJOm4lTIEyVxOZtJ6Cl1fGafJVvFF1HEvb4fCxazvm2RhKIVW_gc3yG0XU7V-VQh0UEaz/s1600-h/14.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj02ThJNIUfVmVCxCH9mBHQJrHfcQj0yBOoU2GoJPvn92nqJFRO7P1J4q4A3GVS_-UjJOm4lTIEyVxOZtJ6Cl1fGafJVvFF1HEvb4fCxazvm2RhKIVW_gc3yG0XU7V-VQh0UEaz/s400/14.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315783810214576578" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">We set up very early.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5wsriT3jnMxkusET9pkBC0EZbkQWNhRT-hv1evwlkzYdGJY8f-OP27tcrg_vFIoNr4cCqltX66gODCrOiTod3KzEaWK9FNilnDHzKr8CeZfdz8bczOv-EEXfc1cTrbTXJo0J8/s1600-h/15.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzGp-e9rtVvKpNj3Q4-yVrNBVA6wciz5LgBeRi0i0uepCjYM7EfeBV5PwEmCXdweBlIXMlvMqsZavNVm6S43oAhBHLFb0QPCBzg0MGKLNSH9IIVeVJoA5nfr8cIvLWYK22XLJV/s400/16.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315785281102922914" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Here our hosts prepare their notes for the talkshow.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyIVfcVminm4GmXNnTSJEoHFUERr0SKplO55HArQWIeFee_TMFriQutCcjAHzTRL9B5QPEqS5Ct4Qk4Jsgy_I6Rl-ACw1eIZ9eaYUWx4xUQQn2xEzAqy5l0lmk_WVtjg6vGoNn/s1600-h/17.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyIVfcVminm4GmXNnTSJEoHFUERr0SKplO55HArQWIeFee_TMFriQutCcjAHzTRL9B5QPEqS5Ct4Qk4Jsgy_I6Rl-ACw1eIZ9eaYUWx4xUQQn2xEzAqy5l0lmk_WVtjg6vGoNn/s400/17.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315785280745829282" border="0" /></a></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Despite a few pre-on-air questions, the male host still referred to my documentary as a “<i>Socialist</i> take on vayganizm.” That's “sociological,” but I'm guessing the viewers might not notice. I did learn things to cook for my valentine. To my surprise, since this seemed like a relatively conservative show, they highlighted some Morningstar sausages. Morningstar is not very vegan-friendly, but recently (after a campaign) agreed to use <a href="http://www.cok.net/camp/morningstar-farms/">one million less eggs</a>. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">We were treated well, and Syba even got to roam the studio. I was worried she'd do something uncharacteristic like take a large dump by the hosts, or spew on their shined shoes, but she was very well-behaved.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_MNoP3U1FvQxvI6m6x_Tx5fIaAVsDrmrL4L4_-QIuo5DbQiJ9pYcqFzEHogIYRNvW63lCTVLSYCBZYxen_VFTcmUFAumG5yLzZH7N7gLz9JwlXoOpmXcVz3THUCRpBjoM_Y1m/s1600-h/18.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_MNoP3U1FvQxvI6m6x_Tx5fIaAVsDrmrL4L4_-QIuo5DbQiJ9pYcqFzEHogIYRNvW63lCTVLSYCBZYxen_VFTcmUFAumG5yLzZH7N7gLz9JwlXoOpmXcVz3THUCRpBjoM_Y1m/s400/18.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315785287349062066" border="0" /></a></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">She wore her “Vegan Outreach” t-shirt while on air. She did not field any questions. If she were asked, I'm sure she would say: "I hate the van. My captors seem to think a few visits to the dog park will change this. And what is with the t-shirt? Hello, fur! Don't get me started on my food..." </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">The hosts asked us a few questions about the documentary and our band, then we played a couple of songs. I believe we chose “Miso...I don't like people” and “Unification of + and -.” I'm thinking that these were probably not songs for our TV morning audience but we had a lot of fun. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">After the show, we were hoping to get a copy of the segment we performed on, but they charge $25. This is the difference between DIY and large companies, in many cases. I would think the DVD (or even electronic file) would be free to the performers since we are, in theory, helping them fill out the show, but then conversely, it might be said that we received promotion for free, and should shut up and drive away in our Weston quite contented. But I'm too Greek to do that. So I stewed. Stew with Gimme Lean and large chunks of soft carrots.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Later that day, we went to the local library to work. Here's Weston from the window.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhle3fetQqAq-6tLp85McU7gANmJEYTq8c-BTOUlmbx3pRpfbD8VMGt3hqUTKcW0jU3MI21xYzcVn537prciUVsy0VUmVHR-wjbnmjQQMacASu2CZDzEYH0SaqhqOQMGjgKeo_m/s1600-h/19.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhle3fetQqAq-6tLp85McU7gANmJEYTq8c-BTOUlmbx3pRpfbD8VMGt3hqUTKcW0jU3MI21xYzcVn537prciUVsy0VUmVHR-wjbnmjQQMacASu2CZDzEYH0SaqhqOQMGjgKeo_m/s400/19.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315785289508657426" border="0" /></a></span></p><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">As you can see, it had started to snow in Prescott.<br /><br />A few hours later, I recognized the significance of the snowball effect, so to speak...Rob in the parking lot heading Weston-ward:<br /><br /></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"> </p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx8tBLXfYk5S3ihram_Ep108Ux02eIh_7tUH8GQpl4Use99mj9Fl0U7zfpR4cOx8LYdAY0U_x_4vpwuT2XOOcOeUS_L2uhjEhrAFvLgRtEEGgqrkzP4ftmwoTr6SoyeKHbVoTr/s1600-h/20.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx8tBLXfYk5S3ihram_Ep108Ux02eIh_7tUH8GQpl4Use99mj9Fl0U7zfpR4cOx8LYdAY0U_x_4vpwuT2XOOcOeUS_L2uhjEhrAFvLgRtEEGgqrkzP4ftmwoTr6SoyeKHbVoTr/s400/20.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315785291494458658" border="0" /></a></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Now we were in a blizzard, the kind they had in that Little House episode where the whole family was snowed in for Christmas.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCmA3ADo7Tqca2no7mVDoqhGENEgbuZaGEhOHNn_uS4FE-RZHwdD2oWZJt-BODHL-XvsVLEHI9Od7SevCiJiwJdNViGld6Xp5pqve8nAdGdZfvLMSsfPfSYxFOmHbeqLXx96v1/s1600-h/littlehouse.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 399px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCmA3ADo7Tqca2no7mVDoqhGENEgbuZaGEhOHNn_uS4FE-RZHwdD2oWZJt-BODHL-XvsVLEHI9Od7SevCiJiwJdNViGld6Xp5pqve8nAdGdZfvLMSsfPfSYxFOmHbeqLXx96v1/s400/littlehouse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316137276843873922" border="0" /></a></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Where, to leave the cabin, they had to open the upstairs window and walk on the ten feet of snow. Except we were in Weston, and had a show and screening to get to. In a Darwinian moment, we decided to walk to the shop first without proper winter attire.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkC0rK5H9a75OrEjZgfIiZ_SYYrD6evzUgzpFEtS4ACi5vzXgskqBI5dwh4fC2u6eWgTgdgGxkOPLHBRKnkwHyIBop-3mqmvH0juDpO8XjEhWcWHv_tsYn-wtWhCRIn1MfUfjB/s1600-h/21.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkC0rK5H9a75OrEjZgfIiZ_SYYrD6evzUgzpFEtS4ACi5vzXgskqBI5dwh4fC2u6eWgTgdgGxkOPLHBRKnkwHyIBop-3mqmvH0juDpO8XjEhWcWHv_tsYn-wtWhCRIn1MfUfjB/s400/21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315786502038090210" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Syba rolling in the snow, a) to cool off (it's refreshing), b) no idea. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Fingers frozen, Rob put on the chains and we set off to the Catalyst Infoshop to see if we were still screening and showing. Here is the little shop, snow bound on Art Row:<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoqmqCr4QOHn9Bv-yIN6tFw8rHo14EVfJtZCC1l8RbRjJ4e4bTBrtV5VfK_96nF3XvvyTsfDhyXYYdMwWUj-H3RPVHv8fyNHxzIdlL5slxR_sKjBmfDgced3CSHP42c_DcSWfq/s1600-h/22.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoqmqCr4QOHn9Bv-yIN6tFw8rHo14EVfJtZCC1l8RbRjJ4e4bTBrtV5VfK_96nF3XvvyTsfDhyXYYdMwWUj-H3RPVHv8fyNHxzIdlL5slxR_sKjBmfDgced3CSHP42c_DcSWfq/s400/22.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315786515924956450" border="0" /></a></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">We were welcomed to the vegan kitchen (Food Not Bombs cooks there as well) and fried up some seitan I'd made the day before. They had a nice kettle of food for us, and we hung around the little info shop. I wasn't really feeling like hauling in our gear through the storm, so luckily I only screened the documentary that night. It was quite heatless in the shop, but a few spaceheaters helped warm up the screening room, and blow a fuse.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Following the discussion we all sat around the living room and discussed whether or not purity was possible (uh-uh), strategic activism, and other matters. Met an interesting lady who photographs a traveling circus performance troupe, who had just performed at the next venue we'd be visiting: </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0iQWSUYjX19WNHnxlNBMlYkRgJfHwUGonuCR0XLHvQyR-4YuVtJQOy7HQOQ7J3iQQvOelAWP8FhSaJBnw_iAacxTUHjo4X6p9dFVHwkSHETq6R3GmOXX78nG9HTCI-VntshLy/s1600-h/23.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0iQWSUYjX19WNHnxlNBMlYkRgJfHwUGonuCR0XLHvQyR-4YuVtJQOy7HQOQ7J3iQQvOelAWP8FhSaJBnw_iAacxTUHjo4X6p9dFVHwkSHETq6R3GmOXX78nG9HTCI-VntshLy/s400/23.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315786517600453426" border="0" /></a></span></p><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">The Trunk Space, in Phoenix, AZ. We left the night of the screening, despite the snow piling down, and barely made it. Even on the interstate the snow persisted, and we were only able to remove Weston's chains after about an hour of driving. Thankfully, the snow eventually subsided as we drove out of the mountains. At the Trunk Space we performed with Skinwalkers:<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"> </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5kI-oHPHmnUoH_zL53mkY8yoGdqX6lgRIV5Ub9FzJlm6YhpEwIUjNSI_guzGg9hEZALSYkF2sKI1RXl2MW2W49HGo7t_5PZu-Gqf8dhdAbQxiq1gYlo7oXLgmeGDMO4JZJj8S/s1600-h/24.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5kI-oHPHmnUoH_zL53mkY8yoGdqX6lgRIV5Ub9FzJlm6YhpEwIUjNSI_guzGg9hEZALSYkF2sKI1RXl2MW2W49HGo7t_5PZu-Gqf8dhdAbQxiq1gYlo7oXLgmeGDMO4JZJj8S/s400/24.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315786520456026706" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCd2-L1B8ua9hd-HmR1i0BROpjlK7-Bqcx-ZP-i1byeT9tmAf3VGmTerkvH0vq7QQ7RjmBpJfPzy_7AStOfcH6amX9x4sAkPmq9xGUp8riXNhtfvC_4L8JQ7noULGTmDKkLxhc/s1600-h/25.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCd2-L1B8ua9hd-HmR1i0BROpjlK7-Bqcx-ZP-i1byeT9tmAf3VGmTerkvH0vq7QQ7RjmBpJfPzy_7AStOfcH6amX9x4sAkPmq9xGUp8riXNhtfvC_4L8JQ7noULGTmDKkLxhc/s400/25.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315786527767857986" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">A lively floor-crawling type of band where you're kind of afraid, as an audience member, that the singer/guitarist is going to knock you over or slam you with the neck of his guitar (accidentally on purpose). We loved his songs and the megaphone added a spice like that smoked paprika I need to find.</span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivBMwo8DdUe0k-OMSSh3BOjTn0cEyRi6VaOUHPnq3lh8IfdnKtgOPi9GZbCdF88T5ocxwBjiE-s4w9PUbh9TGniJjCfD92BRLe3nBWsNqGh74kRfMMCFF0FnXv7JbXOc9rCntz/s1600-h/26.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivBMwo8DdUe0k-OMSSh3BOjTn0cEyRi6VaOUHPnq3lh8IfdnKtgOPi9GZbCdF88T5ocxwBjiE-s4w9PUbh9TGniJjCfD92BRLe3nBWsNqGh74kRfMMCFF0FnXv7JbXOc9rCntz/s400/26.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315803035508886402" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Next were the coincidentally vegan band Somersault. Nice folks. Rob was sad they did not play his favorite watermelon song. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">We spent a lot of time in Tempe. It's definitely a college town, with a university the population of a small city (50K I believe). Climbed up the “A” mountain and saw a few spiral petraglyphs. Since a sign said that many of the rocks were defaced, I was not certain which were authentic petraglyphs and which were college graffitti. I suppose it does not matter, only time separates them. That said, what the &?!@#$? are people thinking when they mess up ancient communications / art that can never be recreated again?<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZDstXZSnWHK82o9RIVxkK9d-Q0VW73s_xFFHZNA2f3Q8npbJLxstCpxOaVitYDDgvVkAw_Y9q7eiPcKXZJSS26RrRvLNetBRIEiUFETnOo-4B8F3xYMzgKz0I1V8A2ZW4af-p/s1600-h/31.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZDstXZSnWHK82o9RIVxkK9d-Q0VW73s_xFFHZNA2f3Q8npbJLxstCpxOaVitYDDgvVkAw_Y9q7eiPcKXZJSS26RrRvLNetBRIEiUFETnOo-4B8F3xYMzgKz0I1V8A2ZW4af-p/s400/31.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315806245243457938" border="0" /></a></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">I screened my film next to one of the better vegan restaurants, Green. Do not let the uninspired name fool you. These people have options. For instance, here lies the chalkboard list of the various soy-namis (aka blizzards) you can decide upon:<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9A4AihuwXExNq94A4cL8VwtwcctBwpFvvmbz9BfRqkuAVXI6IJDLdgVYxQLiW5aDR_FluxrC7ddoE94Ki-z0GIYHuGi8uJ9HXwLUmDKlDU0-qRIsFTK5U56f1PMmKiTrHECdM/s1600-h/28.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9A4AihuwXExNq94A4cL8VwtwcctBwpFvvmbz9BfRqkuAVXI6IJDLdgVYxQLiW5aDR_FluxrC7ddoE94Ki-z0GIYHuGi8uJ9HXwLUmDKlDU0-qRIsFTK5U56f1PMmKiTrHECdM/s400/28.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315803051079075682" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">One must mathematically break the choices down like a story problem to make the appropriate decision. For instance, as our friend Dawn asks herself, “Is this something I can make at home?” The flowchart, if pointed to “Yes,” would indicate that you absolutely should NOT choose that flavor. If “No,” then it is exotic and you should consider it. Unless you're allergic.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0sNdKyRjocX2qtvUTbom48kaxH3lG4_xZjD_ilQqisDbVxkIIifQQkqolE43t1pxQ87t26WTfkEZ1DBYxwVIlJ76sLxkproN94xGPBsrG3Pw1doxYFvGqfyh1B30jujcOqmCM/s1600-h/30.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0sNdKyRjocX2qtvUTbom48kaxH3lG4_xZjD_ilQqisDbVxkIIifQQkqolE43t1pxQ87t26WTfkEZ1DBYxwVIlJ76sLxkproN94xGPBsrG3Pw1doxYFvGqfyh1B30jujcOqmCM/s400/30.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315803060707088210" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Here's Rob displaying our soy-namis. He chose peanut butter (and apparently did not follow the flow-chart) while I selected some butterscotchy type of concoction.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1HqUWFM-Ui2NR_Aql2OfGQcN5Ttq-mB26Ee_wVIRJzppOS4_BgOyLL8GEap7HGneKl3atmLJpLlogcfm33so6_pCFdsIVJ11nvDZFrkaFsrsI5HcsTwbjMqvrPT3YhQqnLphx/s1600-h/29.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1HqUWFM-Ui2NR_Aql2OfGQcN5Ttq-mB26Ee_wVIRJzppOS4_BgOyLL8GEap7HGneKl3atmLJpLlogcfm33so6_pCFdsIVJ11nvDZFrkaFsrsI5HcsTwbjMqvrPT3YhQqnLphx/s400/29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315803057161152210" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">They were kind enough to advertise for the screening. In fact I was kind of nervous because the place was packed with people who were eating at Green then heading over to Acme for the screening. We had to delay the start time while they finished eating.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_OaKRpl9YITmJIA6glTpj56-xAY2fNJi9JOn5mH2dnLbvMbGY0CalbD1RBSnuPaBkMvwYR2Y5gRaiUWFkBDTVRlktFriODSV8ViAO33DFt2YkCGwRi6kABeJqdBmQ5HsOtVyF/s1600-h/27.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_OaKRpl9YITmJIA6glTpj56-xAY2fNJi9JOn5mH2dnLbvMbGY0CalbD1RBSnuPaBkMvwYR2Y5gRaiUWFkBDTVRlktFriODSV8ViAO33DFt2YkCGwRi6kABeJqdBmQ5HsOtVyF/s400/27.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315803043331514498" border="0" /></a></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">This was a fun screening, and also a very rambunctious one where I was less in charge than usual: Syba, along with the owner's dogs, decided to play chase through the audience. I admit, it was cute. Way cuter than the intro I was attempting to give. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">At the end, two people who had not seen the film came in and thought they would ask questions anyway, with a polite preface, of course: “I did not SEE the documentary, but ...” Tip to people who do this: Don't. I mean, come in, enjoy the Q&A, but don't ask questions. Unless you want to ask, “Eleni, do you want a large slice of vegan cake?” Or, “Would you like to try this new soy ice cream flavor, malted milk-ball?” (Can someone invent a vegan malted milk ball already? Please?)</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">In any case, this was a fun screening as it was full o' nice people and we had some great discussions about something I and many care about deeply...the plight of animals used for food. Check out <a href="http://www.myspace.com/acmeprints">Acme for your AR t-shirt needs</a>!<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK6aRXow0kgnOTB2ywRldIOBeRnHenbpGtWX4PSWsoo5fXAjcifv-CBBfyzU19MqD-RGKHT9ZOYueCDtlbOLWHXDaeChZ6nhrqFLaNvQ2LhDy6o0nEEv6POEG9OrQbuNsrPqtO/s1600-h/32.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK6aRXow0kgnOTB2ywRldIOBeRnHenbpGtWX4PSWsoo5fXAjcifv-CBBfyzU19MqD-RGKHT9ZOYueCDtlbOLWHXDaeChZ6nhrqFLaNvQ2LhDy6o0nEEv6POEG9OrQbuNsrPqtO/s400/32.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315806251161954946" border="0" /></a></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Or to play “Rampage.” </span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">The nice, nice folks that set this up are hosting another screening without me on 4/3, <a href="http://www.meetup.com/azanimalrights/calendar/9972669/">if'n your near Phoenix, AZ</a>.</span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">It was time to leave Tempe and head to Tucson, a town Rob and I considered moving to back in 2002 when we last went through. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Syba broke the sliding door screen a month or so ago to make this possible.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKZBtSupbfgbGhhz_28ntQT1V7drN35aDdLOyYqdfmHvWYLmWeqdGfyPQyugN-ZZofdygpA8KFHvGYg1dJrBeTavdShL18nzMazsCEXh2DJmKRlDuSA-L6wnhmrxcRHRuhD3B3/s1600-h/33.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKZBtSupbfgbGhhz_28ntQT1V7drN35aDdLOyYqdfmHvWYLmWeqdGfyPQyugN-ZZofdygpA8KFHvGYg1dJrBeTavdShL18nzMazsCEXh2DJmKRlDuSA-L6wnhmrxcRHRuhD3B3/s400/33.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315806252435081858" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">We were happy to meet Anne and Matt of Vegan Outreach in Tucson, at a vegan restaurant called “Lovin' Spoonfulls.” One word: delicious. I had some sort of sandwichy not-chicken thing if I recall correctly. Two more words: Vegan Cake. The white frosting flavor was the best.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"> It was awesome to meet two of the people who made VO possible, kind of like meeting Obama in the vegan world. We also met Jack in California, the co-founder, President, and nutrition guru, and many fellow-leafleters, which has been better than peanut butter cups.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtpcfApmZsxrUBrTEeG1DWHPXVTvGOvh5A1_-SJFM6R2v5OJ_hZS2aMd32osoW_ebenbrIEpXFlJAk-Cy4fSJoCHU1a6TOz8u92s3bGGfk8SVG2Qima3juq9lYVW6hHZq0bHdi/s1600-h/34.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtpcfApmZsxrUBrTEeG1DWHPXVTvGOvh5A1_-SJFM6R2v5OJ_hZS2aMd32osoW_ebenbrIEpXFlJAk-Cy4fSJoCHU1a6TOz8u92s3bGGfk8SVG2Qima3juq9lYVW6hHZq0bHdi/s400/34.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315806253882725410" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Speaking of, Rob leafleted at the University of Tucson, and the Gawds of vegan goodness gave him a few of these!</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4XHIsmyhNPLrqa37KvqSCNhyphenhyphenrL7ApG6fcFB_QQSdP4Xg31VinVAEJXh1UDlKgCqAzNIQ3n8iyeGNXqzUwJk87qYaRNz3ddshjqt8sgOB_KhTamZczk9hMbrIn3kpb73zDkR-i/s1600-h/35.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4XHIsmyhNPLrqa37KvqSCNhyphenhyphenrL7ApG6fcFB_QQSdP4Xg31VinVAEJXh1UDlKgCqAzNIQ3n8iyeGNXqzUwJk87qYaRNz3ddshjqt8sgOB_KhTamZczk9hMbrIn3kpb73zDkR-i/s400/35.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315806264353603778" border="0" /></a></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Syba wanted to share with us, but was not allowed, and displayed her dismay thus-wise (look closely now):</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgikNIE0XOMAI7c3rct6QjnqUz8u5Xk5797-IZPJHazercGwPLnOTpaRbsa6IbN1KoNClypAyJhZ0moYFY8KRlyBVRp3gGNPdAPxaMxbNIF6WWTZ4dpkRuF04O-NOfTOp3zEgZT/s1600-h/36.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgikNIE0XOMAI7c3rct6QjnqUz8u5Xk5797-IZPJHazercGwPLnOTpaRbsa6IbN1KoNClypAyJhZ0moYFY8KRlyBVRp3gGNPdAPxaMxbNIF6WWTZ4dpkRuF04O-NOfTOp3zEgZT/s400/36.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315808355580705138" border="0" /></a><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">That night we played a show at the HangArt, a nifty space that is not an airplane hanger but looks and feels like one. We played with the Monitors:<br /><br /></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl-BRr4gmosLOwURua8uZr3b69XeyTxZcFtZSh_k8l9UnmIRdUZcn-MuNo1Gk3IViU0GR3whTkDaoOA3W02dggElxWrUYStDly67870KxAKBpGuK1BpNKz2bgN4kG5Z-tEU1uj/s1600-h/37.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl-BRr4gmosLOwURua8uZr3b69XeyTxZcFtZSh_k8l9UnmIRdUZcn-MuNo1Gk3IViU0GR3whTkDaoOA3W02dggElxWrUYStDly67870KxAKBpGuK1BpNKz2bgN4kG5Z-tEU1uj/s400/37.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315808360408512018" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">and H is for Hellgate (Seattle):</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZtDvU1YosGjU4S4sIOl-1Z_SxqSnDFsN9kF-op0zAbKg0r46th42jQtf6OELSEFuPhCjXLeYwOTfJhHGWSvvpkej81MX-qffGti7MIwEyUEg79ifP59760_0h_NG72zx6tk0I/s1600-h/38.JPG"><br /></a></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZtDvU1YosGjU4S4sIOl-1Z_SxqSnDFsN9kF-op0zAbKg0r46th42jQtf6OELSEFuPhCjXLeYwOTfJhHGWSvvpkej81MX-qffGti7MIwEyUEg79ifP59760_0h_NG72zx6tk0I/s1600-h/38.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZtDvU1YosGjU4S4sIOl-1Z_SxqSnDFsN9kF-op0zAbKg0r46th42jQtf6OELSEFuPhCjXLeYwOTfJhHGWSvvpkej81MX-qffGti7MIwEyUEg79ifP59760_0h_NG72zx6tk0I/s400/38.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315808361046503746" border="0" /></a></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">and Logan Greene and the Bricks!</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG65Bh-CH_STn6MQ5Yg0_cVSQ1e9Tt_mPpYUgfSXRiG6XAQHUnif3PUOvsEJPn2ouBpJGclQU_BBIP-sGYQnXx6VmNKY96JslG_e1zpk-2q8927TUtcgsQcJhpQyVSAd0JAwL1/s1600-h/39.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG65Bh-CH_STn6MQ5Yg0_cVSQ1e9Tt_mPpYUgfSXRiG6XAQHUnif3PUOvsEJPn2ouBpJGclQU_BBIP-sGYQnXx6VmNKY96JslG_e1zpk-2q8927TUtcgsQcJhpQyVSAd0JAwL1/s400/39.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315808369398923826" border="0" /></a></span></p><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">We started carrying around a coloring pad & crayons to our shows. We say it is so the audience can have fun and color all sorts of pictures. It's really because we want to have drawings of us like this.<br /><br /><br /></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJQghKRGVCGd2Enj4jmeR_w6453E1rGYVaN5Ra0zzrj0UFUy2-Y9fqBe63rWAK7h744siEhyYoKABYYaX8jy5S9QEI9FS2FglQdHyz5rdA9rRoHsmnwYLGfYsqCdzzIxuCJVKW/s1600-h/3.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJQghKRGVCGd2Enj4jmeR_w6453E1rGYVaN5Ra0zzrj0UFUy2-Y9fqBe63rWAK7h744siEhyYoKABYYaX8jy5S9QEI9FS2FglQdHyz5rdA9rRoHsmnwYLGfYsqCdzzIxuCJVKW/s400/3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315810146852164770" border="0" /></a></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Some more feedlots...this huge one in Texas I believe, which stretched for miles.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhELIrNM6wVaZ8E_yBlGRnOiGcgCFWNsvpaZRrKnm-RPG-LiVe0POpjbotWGqE_JC42uEnEP8b5M67VrqE497_ZOJYiP5x3qVh0UMpw6seyUEkcLUnKmZmYjYjlbSxPBLv-gTUG/s1600-h/41.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhELIrNM6wVaZ8E_yBlGRnOiGcgCFWNsvpaZRrKnm-RPG-LiVe0POpjbotWGqE_JC42uEnEP8b5M67VrqE497_ZOJYiP5x3qVh0UMpw6seyUEkcLUnKmZmYjYjlbSxPBLv-gTUG/s400/41.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315808378938078210" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">In Texas, I screened my film for the El Paso Veg Society. My grandfather, Richard Davis, was raised in this town. I'm thinking it was a lot different in the early 20<sup>th</sup> century. As my mom put it when she received my “El Paso” post card, “Looks like a boring city.” And this considering I tried to pick out the most interesting postcard, to highlight the excitement and vibrancy of the place.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">The President of the Society ensured there was a great selection of vegan food for the event, and it was delicious. Here's my intro or outro:</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl97k1D7JT85XfeLJcNV1zkJFGaPsgJBj7B8U96muvddp-jqJdze71v131wjmO3aghpMvMCHWDGlg7q6nEPB7bIYfDx4rqj933AchJLNElNHnRkL_bBTUUsxX-gok4vQLTU_SP/s1600-h/1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhl97k1D7JT85XfeLJcNV1zkJFGaPsgJBj7B8U96muvddp-jqJdze71v131wjmO3aghpMvMCHWDGlg7q6nEPB7bIYfDx4rqj933AchJLNElNHnRkL_bBTUUsxX-gok4vQLTU_SP/s400/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315810144640163090" border="0" /></a></span></p><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;">The next day we struggled in vain to find a park nearby, and finally gave up to hang out at the State Park. There was not much vegetation vegetating, but that's probably because this is the desert.<br /><br /></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRkBSzx-nmEureiDMkrTxjSIKvae-NDQK7F_MIQ6tUilVpjJ04njowOiQjdp0hSgKwqy3PrMLnq3_S2cBIyEpX9KeFuiIazKTEUjySei43jBYdsqIAKAsKtZCXfNKrtS1Kta6Y/s1600-h/2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRkBSzx-nmEureiDMkrTxjSIKvae-NDQK7F_MIQ6tUilVpjJ04njowOiQjdp0hSgKwqy3PrMLnq3_S2cBIyEpX9KeFuiIazKTEUjySei43jBYdsqIAKAsKtZCXfNKrtS1Kta6Y/s400/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315810146113295026" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Lucky for us, though the town did not seem to have a lot to offer, we met some nice Veg Society folk (including the President of the Veg Society) and appeared on their radio program which you can hear <a href="http://www.ktep.org/program_detail.sstg?id=103">here</a>:<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYTBc8T1YwPTOuw4Zxiuqs0c-RzlUSeiMIJgBa4UaC4ZwV1ltSOrPF0q7NDuuNkpQRiUHB9VHJuOUMTIh2QVeqAfJHOTdT27EH7h5Rp7YXTR6ZIIO4b48ZYhw9ct-NDTXmUp3i/s1600-h/4.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYTBc8T1YwPTOuw4Zxiuqs0c-RzlUSeiMIJgBa4UaC4ZwV1ltSOrPF0q7NDuuNkpQRiUHB9VHJuOUMTIh2QVeqAfJHOTdT27EH7h5Rp7YXTR6ZIIO4b48ZYhw9ct-NDTXmUp3i/s400/4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315810153229502274" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Instead of the State Park, we should have just gone to this reststop, on the way out of El Paso toward New Mexico:<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ24_endUveYavWEq3mUhtuXZkl-ddIpjonLOUeQ-aOv6oLzEEleUi7U2gqw36FJ2EQGnv4ncWCPh6aOBD064WzaYmmFMOv3jNrgEjQp6zujshO7Mr6HGOgkFAwGAqkFhotU8j/s1600-h/5.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ24_endUveYavWEq3mUhtuXZkl-ddIpjonLOUeQ-aOv6oLzEEleUi7U2gqw36FJ2EQGnv4ncWCPh6aOBD064WzaYmmFMOv3jNrgEjQp6zujshO7Mr6HGOgkFAwGAqkFhotU8j/s400/5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315810161869114450" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Complete with monster pineapple. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Weston had been making some noises, so we took him into a VW expert in Santa Fe. One of his noices was a flapping sound, which the mechanics said they fixed by tightening down the mud flap. We later learned (at another VW shop) it was actually the rear axle that needed a new boot. But here in Santa Fe, we got Weston's point system reinstalled (history: the original points were changed to another system then back already once). </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">While Weston was in the shop we walked around town and bought some overpriced vegan food. Later that night, we played at Backstreet Pizza. This was a show where we were supposed to be quiet: in fact, it was emphasized that the owner was worried we'd be too loud so we couldn't have the show unless we agreed to keep it low. So I played with my hotrods. For some reason it's hard as the drummer to play quiet and enjoy playing. The purist in me thinks this should not be the case, that playing lightly and dynamically is more difficult blah blah etc. But it's no fun and makes Acoustic Binge angry. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">After we finished our set, one of the employees asked if he could play my kit. When I gave him the hot rods, he said, “oh, no, regular sticks,” and proceeded to pound the drums. Acoustic Binge very angry!</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyvBn8IHOa3f2qWWjYth4A-43D3_DnkKJbZZlKsoptTjt6Tc0lLa6rTY5w_sjRr-usoK7CYuizZZKwljLYur-ILOX6HAe86zfJK29iUYbTdqvHj3ylL6rQOUmlGKLvojLOtQqF/s1600-h/10.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyvBn8IHOa3f2qWWjYth4A-43D3_DnkKJbZZlKsoptTjt6Tc0lLa6rTY5w_sjRr-usoK7CYuizZZKwljLYur-ILOX6HAe86zfJK29iUYbTdqvHj3ylL6rQOUmlGKLvojLOtQqF/s400/10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315811248843185250" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Speaking o' instruments, my first cousin twice removed (uncle) Steve is a guitar builder. He built Rob's guitar, the wood-finish one. Above are two of his projects. Like any artist, he also customizes messages depending on his customer:<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXQZYlxoLy-WpJPohrwfpcoYv32Kf-KWeIKDujTgRVpS5l1_dbICchyZujelBB4DnYt8mwef0-oynUHxCS1h6cJw1W_9xckn6TgadjzeqB9hPclpVIg04a-y6V83BVlNxD0ytq/s1600-h/9.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXQZYlxoLy-WpJPohrwfpcoYv32Kf-KWeIKDujTgRVpS5l1_dbICchyZujelBB4DnYt8mwef0-oynUHxCS1h6cJw1W_9xckn6TgadjzeqB9hPclpVIg04a-y6V83BVlNxD0ytq/s400/9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315812157832547154" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Which are you?<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRy-ODU06U829Rek8og9fPG9CywC4qFXTeaMdr8Hhbxhasud4-ngCtGJWVRBFL9KCVCbWioasfK2Jn25mCZMAqbRCalHkZsZoVmD0ibDlv_D4LpAlVnX6RmXElDIvMZlgLfPWe/s1600-h/11.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRy-ODU06U829Rek8og9fPG9CywC4qFXTeaMdr8Hhbxhasud4-ngCtGJWVRBFL9KCVCbWioasfK2Jn25mCZMAqbRCalHkZsZoVmD0ibDlv_D4LpAlVnX6RmXElDIvMZlgLfPWe/s400/11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315812168649134450" border="0" /></a></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Here he is in action. I have never seen a cleaner shop. This is the shop I remind Rob of when we're home and cannot find a tool. “What about uncle Steve's shop?” I challenge, as an ideal we can maybe obtain someday.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfqGsHLL74leyA880Ccrpm7U9NXyob-fGPjD5sAZnIlWLxuFMAeJp-Q8eJWc3Kssn-6jEASNTodxBWCtwpB6IoIw8T2kdHfLjpn2OuXCWSzDaOzgLSZplgO1r5QeddSSi49xeV/s1600-h/17.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfqGsHLL74leyA880Ccrpm7U9NXyob-fGPjD5sAZnIlWLxuFMAeJp-Q8eJWc3Kssn-6jEASNTodxBWCtwpB6IoIw8T2kdHfLjpn2OuXCWSzDaOzgLSZplgO1r5QeddSSi49xeV/s400/17.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315813078970480146" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">We had an awesome time visiting Steve and Robin (and their dog Arlo) in Albuquerque, NM. They came to my screening at the U of New Mexico, Albuquerque, and we walked around the desert the next day, pictured above. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">The night before, I was lucky to discover vegan chocolate Raspberry cake at the local co-op. Though I had sworn off cake, it's not always that one stumbles upon vegan cake, and one owes it to the Vegan Movement to test and report on all of its cakes. This one was amply supplied with frosting.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMyq-09C0VA1UKMXZnGT5DaEga5YhYec-lpgF7h_R1DZ198hNllvrq3oIF5SSrDv1UuQtwSaJQKx1rgXavmilqCYksRXzqwti6J383t35vdSc8fAf4hw_RJPlupJajc1nbF1FM/s1600-h/12.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMyq-09C0VA1UKMXZnGT5DaEga5YhYec-lpgF7h_R1DZ198hNllvrq3oIF5SSrDv1UuQtwSaJQKx1rgXavmilqCYksRXzqwti6J383t35vdSc8fAf4hw_RJPlupJajc1nbF1FM/s400/12.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315812167276001858" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">It is a debt my hips continue to pay, but a little exercisin' and heck.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdaEeR424UuiXBlCnofhlRElSweKMGb1v-Kw8gdo579zSkLFHr_IsA-tMiQCHnDNwg9JPGPXuAOTme8bkKQJNg8S5J8CREsRyKkc6VBz6oXLkmAjFM_CFOqBwLd7jpbg7DpIbK/s1600-h/13.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdaEeR424UuiXBlCnofhlRElSweKMGb1v-Kw8gdo579zSkLFHr_IsA-tMiQCHnDNwg9JPGPXuAOTme8bkKQJNg8S5J8CREsRyKkc6VBz6oXLkmAjFM_CFOqBwLd7jpbg7DpIbK/s400/13.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315812170182080562" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Our show at Burt's was pretty fun....the first band (screamo-style?):<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBCIusDM_TLV9Suc8WEoUmbiEVfOqJn_ySMPaQki0O3J1tEX39H_OQW7TJ8DWXe5h5tzDTE4tbDQtPU75c0ZGtsAgtycasvp2CEz5K1_k_E0XPicb72iqMxQ-YznnN2y_4dkfv/s1600-h/14.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBCIusDM_TLV9Suc8WEoUmbiEVfOqJn_ySMPaQki0O3J1tEX39H_OQW7TJ8DWXe5h5tzDTE4tbDQtPU75c0ZGtsAgtycasvp2CEz5K1_k_E0XPicb72iqMxQ-YznnN2y_4dkfv/s400/14.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315812175694919970" border="0" /></a></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">attracted a lot of fans, who left, before and during our set:<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_x_j7OFl9WJsg8GiX2wWAsLzN0Abkjvu-VKXG9sSISyT2stVzdOuNO_RC3C8IPowAbMb8ztzKMVZjuP9UoTlsNIL9VmcyHV-m1O5b8A7Zrl5DDLgcXQr_AWLaAb5vV099HSHc/s1600-h/15.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_x_j7OFl9WJsg8GiX2wWAsLzN0Abkjvu-VKXG9sSISyT2stVzdOuNO_RC3C8IPowAbMb8ztzKMVZjuP9UoTlsNIL9VmcyHV-m1O5b8A7Zrl5DDLgcXQr_AWLaAb5vV099HSHc/s400/15.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315813070899704546" border="0" /></a></span></p><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><br />But it was worth it to meet the nice guys in Flood the Sun. They'll be touring soon West Coast-style so check 'em out.<br /><br /></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV1R3jzGY2usn5eBpGYsSyD6gb8Z7Mel7baKGzxBP1-elJ99qRIT76r82nfuImVKtMlIARnTqbtPHJBkICAIo1K9auXT0_N2VOdyxb5RddgoSq54udZlTfcv5Ob1BNatFnbSZH/s1600-h/16.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV1R3jzGY2usn5eBpGYsSyD6gb8Z7Mel7baKGzxBP1-elJ99qRIT76r82nfuImVKtMlIARnTqbtPHJBkICAIo1K9auXT0_N2VOdyxb5RddgoSq54udZlTfcv5Ob1BNatFnbSZH/s400/16.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315813071928042562" border="0" /></a></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">We set off the next day for Amarillo, Texas, where we got a last-minute show. The day before, on Sunday, we were absolutely unable to find a NY Times paper. We desparately checked Starbucks after Starbucks, and a few bookstores. They all reported that the distributor has not sent them any for months, and so we were out of luck. I even found an old NY Times in Weston and called a number to ask where we could find a copy. The security guard on the other end had no idea, and the number he gave me did not work.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">And so we settled in and did some scrapbooking, or grass-rollowing, if you were Syba.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVbMjHxtp3ZLSmuIT9fQ2lWfTFQSe1iCphTw13i1bZ7W23Q-NPqMFnjuBGSx2J9kP9exeqqpp3R5RgxfiLhZ_2Bcv1mMpbKfs52TPJm05X_-aLF02RT_xeWLQowr6W7lmzReWN/s1600-h/18.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVbMjHxtp3ZLSmuIT9fQ2lWfTFQSe1iCphTw13i1bZ7W23Q-NPqMFnjuBGSx2J9kP9exeqqpp3R5RgxfiLhZ_2Bcv1mMpbKfs52TPJm05X_-aLF02RT_xeWLQowr6W7lmzReWN/s400/18.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315813085976942322" border="0" /></a></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">You might think it odd that I want the paper so badly. What about an old-fashioned book? I love books. But I love the Sunday escape of no responsibility and no-anything that the paper allows. The book review, the magazine with the ethics questions and crosswords, the Style section with “Modern Love,” column. The arts section, the national and international news, even the Business section. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Last week I was reading an article about Facebook, where the writer wondered if folks could ever plan the future when they were living so wholly in the present (aka Twitter updates).<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">In any case, part of this fascination with the paper has to do with this taste I've developed for the idea of living in NY. I don't mean leaving Durham. I don't think we'll ever do that. But I don't want to die never having lived in NY. The question is only how and when, and how much time.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Back in Amarillo, there is ONE cool place that you do not want to miss if you're passing through the dry, dusty panhandle.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv8d69T2_g9mrvyz-CUtmvbyuzAQgKxsizx3v2N3CE-6aNJ1-zlfx4ZxFog16L72oYipQf7C5rFNwdinBJoHYa8aaBx1nL9bZGOHVoDZ3-WPraKEMofVQpl8ndz_OwfoT2iCx_/s1600-h/19.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv8d69T2_g9mrvyz-CUtmvbyuzAQgKxsizx3v2N3CE-6aNJ1-zlfx4ZxFog16L72oYipQf7C5rFNwdinBJoHYa8aaBx1nL9bZGOHVoDZ3-WPraKEMofVQpl8ndz_OwfoT2iCx_/s400/19.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315813088395915970" border="0" /></a></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"> </span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">And that's the 806 Coffeehouse, recommended to me by a student. We contacted them last-minute and they set up a show for us. I can't understate how kindly they treated us, and they even have 'vegan' listed on the menu. This is a place where the outsiders go, us. We loved it. (Apparently Amarillo has some pretty conservative folks, so when they dressed a manaquin in an Obama t-shirt, some customers complained. The 806 is also listed on a conservative Christian website as one of the bad, devilish sort of places in town due to a Pagan meeting that happens to occur there. This only excited the Binges further!)</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">After the show we went out for drinks at a local bar and then Syba got some treats from the nice, nice 806 folks:<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigC5jkNroJgTvODKBspd885JvQcJ4D4eUUEpE-DNOnfpQxpQ6r-5q_rXcwkTZWKZvCBDwN5Ygi2pJtz6olMf-vbbxQXPlb8Yc3VUe_GML4oOpfc5x9WhPSvervw26cqln8owbs/s1600-h/20.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigC5jkNroJgTvODKBspd885JvQcJ4D4eUUEpE-DNOnfpQxpQ6r-5q_rXcwkTZWKZvCBDwN5Ygi2pJtz6olMf-vbbxQXPlb8Yc3VUe_GML4oOpfc5x9WhPSvervw26cqln8owbs/s400/20.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315813847984672002" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Syba's pagan so she doesn't care about the reputation. It's all about the bagel. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">One thing about Texas, besides everything being big (this is true) is that there's some real pride in the state. Such as these grills, found at one rest stop:<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6Lt5oOfIE6foNOoPpdzzKbnhrxt2WjVahYJmTSNLw3zNh71PZpZz-85Sj7tkdgHZJqtKYhYmnvALbUgomvRHnPvn9RolFjFiardsQR8OlkjFC0K9JWlfmZFn5Zfz7gHOhlxpu/s1600-h/21.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6Lt5oOfIE6foNOoPpdzzKbnhrxt2WjVahYJmTSNLw3zNh71PZpZz-85Sj7tkdgHZJqtKYhYmnvALbUgomvRHnPvn9RolFjFiardsQR8OlkjFC0K9JWlfmZFn5Zfz7gHOhlxpu/s400/21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315813845039041826" border="0" /></a></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">I'm certain that many a veggie burger has been flipped on this grill.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">We passed through the dry panhandle of Texas into the dry Oklahoma panhandle. Signs of Route 66 (touristy) were everywhere, and we succommed to the pressure and interest in our history eventually. First we stopped at the museum in a small town, but found it was closed.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8ltpMwMXPLymSOWrv3dz35I1aKyy8NqHZbNwjXiR4Hm-dlxz3tDzc6Tbx7zKh0LDD7gjQvq1y-Sik8GMLz8xKnZ0m8MjieB3dgl_3ad2A2S-k3NK2RuciGiwSvn1QjSMAX_Pb/s1600-h/25.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8ltpMwMXPLymSOWrv3dz35I1aKyy8NqHZbNwjXiR4Hm-dlxz3tDzc6Tbx7zKh0LDD7gjQvq1y-Sik8GMLz8xKnZ0m8MjieB3dgl_3ad2A2S-k3NK2RuciGiwSvn1QjSMAX_Pb/s400/25.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315813861802613826" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2omQJEA84w592Gwn6ynFxivP0J8F-heY8kO5uXaL8A-m_EaLcUBkaODLTKowWrGF-Ni3yw88V8ehJDTh3_eRWZ6e0xGaGtypSEhDv66WNsJwY8zyNcMGGbJv-jimZppUBoNAC/s1600-h/23.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2omQJEA84w592Gwn6ynFxivP0J8F-heY8kO5uXaL8A-m_EaLcUBkaODLTKowWrGF-Ni3yw88V8ehJDTh3_eRWZ6e0xGaGtypSEhDv66WNsJwY8zyNcMGGbJv-jimZppUBoNAC/s400/23.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315813856757591042" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">A man with a cowboy hat on came up to us, saying they close in the winter to save electricty. He said the town was small, stood firmly, then concluded, “<span style="font-weight: bold;">and we like it that way</span>.” We left, but not before capturing this:<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQEZ-nKsg0ifGvUknGq7GiYoTzUP-nXKcsefSBk2p0CapwKhZ6DoxqnSQcLs1iPFwzewvwbhc7frL2JjsrVdWGFI44tBk0dYmfyosehaBGgVNxTKR1Djz-ERP1Ra1qx8w1F7eC/s1600-h/24.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQEZ-nKsg0ifGvUknGq7GiYoTzUP-nXKcsefSBk2p0CapwKhZ6DoxqnSQcLs1iPFwzewvwbhc7frL2JjsrVdWGFI44tBk0dYmfyosehaBGgVNxTKR1Djz-ERP1Ra1qx8w1F7eC/s400/24.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315813858639444674" border="0" /></a></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Not the same man. This is first in a series of really funny dummies (ala the Tobacco Museum talking dummy in Durham, except not the talking).<br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">We found the real Route 66 museum, which was a huge disappointment and waste of time, except for that it quelled the possible regret we might have felt at NOT visiting it.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3XWT7VzIsxrISZ55hVzyyuf6kEdTwuo1uzdiSiZ82ZEUT9_34IuVeU7KK8PZLl4X_hENrUzl3zunX0UF1yzUiJvni-rklSHe4b_g2G9DUve3f_u9h4IEjdWtZ54OxBVgI2XH4/s1600-h/26.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGcghmVcktf4189fRL8Y_6D5cRBKHMub8Zme_Ugoo07CEIkwXL-cMmPGXDsTJ3s8jjbOw-wOv75t-j1mkkKWTL8zM_3mzUfDV5izknd3F_vweQ8qi8fodmjOcWtb_ykWcq0fuo/s400/30.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315815188698384946" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">This is the first we saw of the Oklahoma practice of painting brown grass green.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimPBFPwfqJBrK7HpG0m12CTXzObf1KP6B6_ELTHoXDCQEEY_uQYuEdqFKbA5M2EebeizVnwz2-sfypvNvyzLnZmKLKY8DLVvzNMS6Lef8A3MIzWmGnCOvFnGGnvQjhwsqiNz0w/s1600-h/38.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimPBFPwfqJBrK7HpG0m12CTXzObf1KP6B6_ELTHoXDCQEEY_uQYuEdqFKbA5M2EebeizVnwz2-sfypvNvyzLnZmKLKY8DLVvzNMS6Lef8A3MIzWmGnCOvFnGGnvQjhwsqiNz0w/s400/38.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316117963010030066" border="0" /></a></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">After several inquiries, we learned that this green spray was not aesthetic but FERTILIZER or PESTICIDE. It's green so you can see where it's been done. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Rob said that this lady reminded him of the mother in Psycho:</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL4oguOXR5ERil8CmCa-w_qiGgvJmk4LAKgTs83SkCDUdEIRFYfvUZ5Sn3pcRguc11D2UknPt5JHPX8J7gOBHOGF2FvTDswG0TZKEOmwe2wLKXjUOdg611K0sXbnpwujSJ2pua/s1600-h/33.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL4oguOXR5ERil8CmCa-w_qiGgvJmk4LAKgTs83SkCDUdEIRFYfvUZ5Sn3pcRguc11D2UknPt5JHPX8J7gOBHOGF2FvTDswG0TZKEOmwe2wLKXjUOdg611K0sXbnpwujSJ2pua/s400/33.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315816443264491234" border="0" /></a></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">And here is her stove, fer cooking:</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMf0639WWNf7V4fMshMxSvBlBPxwn5tGNk1tHJ9bc7nYecDz4Pnr7EXVSqIJ38jMLXjrukLzeqTJe5gyxErOq4k1p9XaWLq7c9uw4K5_b3OPjRL7lJMsxMbNj0U82o5-NC82dJ/s1600-h/34.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4MPFEkzff4pIAqdUwOIDmQ_x8s0vcOqTsvDTXKemk32niyhA78HEIbAPvUtywEaAE5racVTaqBvFQlieWEQcrHEh0tASeEDZtwmycgNaFsXwaMbBYgzveZK0lxxkJPP5RLy9q/s400/35.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315816454241257986" border="0" /></a></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Hans the Accountant,<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJeXKKdkMEY_16qA2Zb2pTXzBRoFrbKnuVPviIDLlT1YFWjgtXCVDOcafHWLxqRec8HPN4tPRnjTMruLGqT9wVjNLnLnzMK-D9yieSn8OUtjpJ8NeeXf1y53hgTdDvbEqg8sPb/s1600-h/36.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7ajONXdtJNwEELDdzNUAIFTF8dftLGZgkqbrcjHF6j2s66oEYcKY17jkK8xfLBqwQp3x7ETaqRYBn4gOoBLcfgawP5Io8IG__5rmODKxqtRenFeOszIdVbppAbsO2h_IiiC37/s400/37.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316117947435813890" border="0" /></a></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Fritz the newspaperman. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">These were the highlights. We didn't pay the full amount so windows stood between us and our friendship with the community.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Inside the museum, for the paid leg of our experience, a few shiny old cars were parked, along with annoying commentary playing without being asked. There were virtually no actual articles from Route 66, except a piece of cement, that was about as interesting as a clipped toenail from a nail salon. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">But do go visit Hans, Cliff, and Fritz. They're kinda lonely.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Almost as much as rolling in snow, goose poop, or a dead being, Syba loves the leaves. </span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDyzW7Dg9HUh2U-M9H6cgDoDEwtmM-wrWvQA6PVc67G5iMHNe9MrGHc6bYDlXQvglGXf84itxUFZG6dFWjimXRVvK-VIIeett52ANXcjEq_NEGtRNSjTwAkVm77-ll00zejICC/s1600-h/39a.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDyzW7Dg9HUh2U-M9H6cgDoDEwtmM-wrWvQA6PVc67G5iMHNe9MrGHc6bYDlXQvglGXf84itxUFZG6dFWjimXRVvK-VIIeett52ANXcjEq_NEGtRNSjTwAkVm77-ll00zejICC/s400/39a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316117975226563202" border="0" /></a></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Had some screenings in Oklahoma, then onward to Arlington, TX, where I screened for the Environmental Society:</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjvvDIduq9a9b10wsbnqbLKMSBqljxzYLZ3cYnastA4p17ns4cQEmxBKAbraz3Tzo_hvuY-vjdSkELHUGrZjqgtB_D9pl-nnQd8ASCNOy2h8UJcZAbgekESDdU6wNdTnc4dUe2/s1600-h/40.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjvvDIduq9a9b10wsbnqbLKMSBqljxzYLZ3cYnastA4p17ns4cQEmxBKAbraz3Tzo_hvuY-vjdSkELHUGrZjqgtB_D9pl-nnQd8ASCNOy2h8UJcZAbgekESDdU6wNdTnc4dUe2/s400/40.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316117971777362018" border="0" /></a></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">This one was a lot of fun, as there was a room change and it was so packed students had to sit on the floor. Also met a professor whose dissertation was on the units of measurements in the ancient world, which he gave in Crete. We exchanged some Greekities.<br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Shortly thereafter we discovered that Weston's flap was not the noise we'd heard. These nice V-DUB folks fixed him up good and we even bought a new window-roller-thingy cheap so that I could again roll my window up and down to ask for directions or get fresh air.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"> Still haven't fixed the clutch, which was reported to be on its last clutch-legs in Santa Fe. We totally believe that, due to some observed behaviors of the pedal, such as it not working every 5th time, but we're trying to avoid the $600 for as long as possible.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga-LW3etwFmSZl0aP5OQjvDErQNGrmGQEC_Cf-44wasLbUxFRo3w83ErmS7oQOueYYN1S2oIkyNNctHSnxrsgwyYYSpjluE3wb1A14UlP3PSt_XPTYC3JkzyWPVhc_zQ52g-PA/s1600-h/41.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga-LW3etwFmSZl0aP5OQjvDErQNGrmGQEC_Cf-44wasLbUxFRo3w83ErmS7oQOueYYN1S2oIkyNNctHSnxrsgwyYYSpjluE3wb1A14UlP3PSt_XPTYC3JkzyWPVhc_zQ52g-PA/s400/41.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316117983848614018" border="0" /></a></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">While Weston was repaired, Rob and Syba waited outside the library for it to open. Surprisingly, Syba was able to go inside with us, in the foyer area. If you bring her in with authority, and a touch of looking like you need a guide dog, it's a no-fail endeavor. More on that in my next blog.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQAKuda6cA2EBuI7yXvhDLlEVc0-B_Du4HU3J-BbnxuW2XUC8ihgiP_3JnjOqKM6_CsmbQif5NNsf0jZor8KRoioJ1Bl1g0eVsYP_gmY3tlSg3lB5DhBKdqUOLC4qrFosXqWKj/s1600-h/42.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQAKuda6cA2EBuI7yXvhDLlEVc0-B_Du4HU3J-BbnxuW2XUC8ihgiP_3JnjOqKM6_CsmbQif5NNsf0jZor8KRoioJ1Bl1g0eVsYP_gmY3tlSg3lB5DhBKdqUOLC4qrFosXqWKj/s400/42.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316119658671398610" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">This has no matching picture, unfortunately, but on the border of Irving and Dallas, there is a most excellent Korean buffet, all vegan. Try it out if you're in the area. BUT, after a screening at Texas Christian U, the professor heartily recommended this place:</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCjIMKC8V56WzsJ0rboLn7exaLgA0-d-oTevMYVNAhl_kQccsygleI_2DQ45AWuVxNwtJ4-KSprYH9OKC6BFxgU1aQkGWWQpTkrakUa-31u1zA83YXeGTeE3H1VB8jbRPHQkDY/s1600-h/43.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCjIMKC8V56WzsJ0rboLn7exaLgA0-d-oTevMYVNAhl_kQccsygleI_2DQ45AWuVxNwtJ4-KSprYH9OKC6BFxgU1aQkGWWQpTkrakUa-31u1zA83YXeGTeE3H1VB8jbRPHQkDY/s400/43.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316119663664339842" border="0" /></a></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Which I would 2<sup>nd</sup>. The vegan cake was most delicious: </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTMCXunTcO-uIbYXXVaMsycsmsSQxs9d9tMMFIMlgppCGW9A3Ennv2kV6EW0NGUGw5GdsEqc_o72lUk1mmp84lTpCsX9lPTsbAl6OvVFNzhleJpU26cHjWawy0zVwzG6p2pwKI/s1600-h/46.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTMCXunTcO-uIbYXXVaMsycsmsSQxs9d9tMMFIMlgppCGW9A3Ennv2kV6EW0NGUGw5GdsEqc_o72lUk1mmp84lTpCsX9lPTsbAl6OvVFNzhleJpU26cHjWawy0zVwzG6p2pwKI/s400/46.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316119689904586242" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">(again, for the Movement), as was the Seitan Philly:<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh59dBKwYRC-ewlsJMUuS2bp93FsBTUB7kLkAeNm97PMT_dfh0ZNk_iN_lJYLFK-xgzI-KkOizDgvc80zmOI_38eQYfpyWlf9IuWN3l_DIsqeJlmQaCXvAEe-xISnnZkGY2NRXL/s1600-h/47.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh59dBKwYRC-ewlsJMUuS2bp93FsBTUB7kLkAeNm97PMT_dfh0ZNk_iN_lJYLFK-xgzI-KkOizDgvc80zmOI_38eQYfpyWlf9IuWN3l_DIsqeJlmQaCXvAEe-xISnnZkGY2NRXL/s400/47.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316124271948783138" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">The shake was equally great, according to Rob, who tried to make it look like I ate it by taking this picture,</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmiU9VSwWZnati5z0hyV3o8uTwwDdjbuB3AB8tAIkQ3AdavXrOowi29FgqTbzqBvpHTF7KISgYuwOhjSQrv1YL1VpS-VtMYWLY0Gl6sS9TegrYUz-8OBI6ts_3U4hMnnTSvYdj/s1600-h/44.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmiU9VSwWZnati5z0hyV3o8uTwwDdjbuB3AB8tAIkQ3AdavXrOowi29FgqTbzqBvpHTF7KISgYuwOhjSQrv1YL1VpS-VtMYWLY0Gl6sS9TegrYUz-8OBI6ts_3U4hMnnTSvYdj/s400/44.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316119677745611218" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">When really, I only spilled it:<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqIysQx_hfXg0f93kWDAXav97FqBWNF1o7_1GETwtiVPQ6DzmZiF_-Rjn8ApqUPnNFI_mKEtplGXJ8PiLC0ITodY04uiduwgubiLJ9Xoh1O-I4k0oObA95uMXdQn7MR5CVVu3Z/s1600-h/45.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqIysQx_hfXg0f93kWDAXav97FqBWNF1o7_1GETwtiVPQ6DzmZiF_-Rjn8ApqUPnNFI_mKEtplGXJ8PiLC0ITodY04uiduwgubiLJ9Xoh1O-I4k0oObA95uMXdQn7MR5CVVu3Z/s400/45.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316119677388214386" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">(in the shape of a jack-in-the-box clown-head). </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">It's true that the birds fly south.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOkKnctCbsYcaNR1A1OHtsWyDdP8KbOxWabh25on8GwfbJDvSuF7CxDK_ksaeK7pdatn-dbeIeor-XdaeIohqhA-qaKzATEdqy8CKtd3WaFD9V68RGDK5f4-PeO8se_eAoycaf/s1600-h/49.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOkKnctCbsYcaNR1A1OHtsWyDdP8KbOxWabh25on8GwfbJDvSuF7CxDK_ksaeK7pdatn-dbeIeor-XdaeIohqhA-qaKzATEdqy8CKtd3WaFD9V68RGDK5f4-PeO8se_eAoycaf/s400/49.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316124274454664978" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">In Fort Worth, we played at a DIY space called 1919 Hemphill, then screened my documentary.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoksVsQyJrf8ex3Ou9SFpABdTc7u6VBJo88ZwzAOSCpLCrnxybtBgIrDtHj5kkNgaWBwFJGo32JEB5Ftk1hR50RtDPFCimL67bTG-vN7nuZaUzNc-wpm_Sz-ImqP8UJ3TUVU_R/s1600-h/50a.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoksVsQyJrf8ex3Ou9SFpABdTc7u6VBJo88ZwzAOSCpLCrnxybtBgIrDtHj5kkNgaWBwFJGo32JEB5Ftk1hR50RtDPFCimL67bTG-vN7nuZaUzNc-wpm_Sz-ImqP8UJ3TUVU_R/s400/50a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316124277463846162" border="0" /></a></span></p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFZkwaxVjvYvAk57F_mbIoxdWeIMHNEqUQ6SC89hY70y8LK913xTeekHkNrGJlJoDOt9eSIzF-Vdn6htPb75Ph_NQ5FsqQDYTkFc4XqTTV5b7Uc511xFMa20GCd16o2oBdLa9-/s1600-h/55.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFZkwaxVjvYvAk57F_mbIoxdWeIMHNEqUQ6SC89hY70y8LK913xTeekHkNrGJlJoDOt9eSIzF-Vdn6htPb75Ph_NQ5FsqQDYTkFc4XqTTV5b7Uc511xFMa20GCd16o2oBdLa9-/s400/55.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316125867165462258" border="0" /></a></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Rob took that last picture. Also on the bill were Zwounds:<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim42HvRfWVpJ7NkDNWSTVEf1nN6JX8vj6kMYGVin63ljpDVhC09axdu3ZrzPhwiiFz3NHOckIObozMZZkdDMLKXm_5obzSvYxMR5VJz3ytVlyOT0WaDmM-sOWI5vMfBmxH3F_I/s1600-h/51.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim42HvRfWVpJ7NkDNWSTVEf1nN6JX8vj6kMYGVin63ljpDVhC09axdu3ZrzPhwiiFz3NHOckIObozMZZkdDMLKXm_5obzSvYxMR5VJz3ytVlyOT0WaDmM-sOWI5vMfBmxH3F_I/s400/51.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316124292990962738" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">and Smitten Kittens:</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjna59crVMGeOoq0b5MO1uOeMvEyNk68zOzwEDclw4PYy_3OYBVNTW6OeS5LTDr9NUrat15UI75wiSE_VmQX3abYcZvqEdkf_0ur7iKZE4kGcTgm95HLeDkAyWGhtstspMnR5NC/s1600-h/54.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjna59crVMGeOoq0b5MO1uOeMvEyNk68zOzwEDclw4PYy_3OYBVNTW6OeS5LTDr9NUrat15UI75wiSE_VmQX3abYcZvqEdkf_0ur7iKZE4kGcTgm95HLeDkAyWGhtstspMnR5NC/s400/54.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316124293771901010" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">I was very happy to meet a fellow-leafleter that Rob and I (mostly Rob) leafleted with in this area. She and her husband came out to the show and screening as well which was awesome. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">At this show we met a professor who has Synesthesia so he <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Synaesthesia">sees sounds and hears colors</a>. He drew a picture while we were playing, and later told us about the reason Mandarin evolved to have very similar sounding words with vary disparate meanings. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">After this night we headed to Austin. It was about a week before SXSW, so not crazy yet. I'd still like to participate in SXSW, but thought we would have to be on a label to get a showcase, even if this isn't stated. Some locals told me we should play it, and didn't need to be affiliated with a label. I'm not into the hype surrounding much-publicized events...I prefer to find sneaky cool things that no one knows about but a small community. But again, as with living in NY, I think it would be interesting to experience. Just so I can say that it sucked with authority. Or quite possibly, and most likely, the opposite.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi12bmze2uaQhbVilBJbbOi6WYZ8uTShl5buyQ63Rlm_PZKEBh2JvC-GPxZtdTuWcaJsBe_ZMnwqkkM7jlpZ7XOOK2h5m0BDr1AJIJQ-5Zlgoi7nlJLQnB2LrBjou-5GfAv1crx/s1600-h/56.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi12bmze2uaQhbVilBJbbOi6WYZ8uTShl5buyQ63Rlm_PZKEBh2JvC-GPxZtdTuWcaJsBe_ZMnwqkkM7jlpZ7XOOK2h5m0BDr1AJIJQ-5Zlgoi7nlJLQnB2LrBjou-5GfAv1crx/s400/56.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316125872122044882" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">“</span><span style="font-size:100%;">Hi, How Are You?” Have you seen the documentary, the <a href="http://www.sonyclassics.com/devilanddaniel/">Devil & Daniel Johnston</a>? It's really good. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">There was a great wifi cafe with vegan food and an outdoor yard to sit in complete with Syba, the Bouldin Creek Coffeehouse. Rob and I worked there most of the day and night from 3 pm till 10 or so, and routed the NE portion of our tour. It took awhile because I needed to figure out which universities would still be open so we could priorize them on our route.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Here are some more suggestions for veg food in Austin: <a href="http://vegoutaustin.com/archives/2009/03/vegetarian-vegan-sxsw.html">http://vegoutaustin.com/archives/2009/03/vegetarian-vegan-sxsw.html</a></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9reN3k6kfQ45R0CcdW79m5GHT8goimRtJtVvCgp_FE9ma1nicwioPQXuoxTxWb4MVT08t16AQu7iS05S6-NKTYHSGt83fK6MNq2Wn1maCOsLquoDoBwa3Pqrf-o_hqNBoUFlI/s1600-h/57.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9reN3k6kfQ45R0CcdW79m5GHT8goimRtJtVvCgp_FE9ma1nicwioPQXuoxTxWb4MVT08t16AQu7iS05S6-NKTYHSGt83fK6MNq2Wn1maCOsLquoDoBwa3Pqrf-o_hqNBoUFlI/s400/57.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316125879540747346" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Also screened at University of Texas, Austin. Nice campus with large trees. We'd been in the desert so long (a month) that it was a relief to see some vegetation. I think this is still the desert. But more greenery. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Has anyone heard of trumpet mushrooms? I saw these for cheap at the coop, and bought them immediately for a new-myo experience.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBNdlGSMOPR2kMuMci0licY1d95wi0J4Tx-CVWKZ9lMAG_ZBpxlDf-OMU8JQfiQakP-TLuZtP_59TanW_A247XRDyWri7HmmVpUBZi2G4PFvXi5V7itAemHF6ZtcNCpZsV5VgE/s1600-h/58.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBNdlGSMOPR2kMuMci0licY1d95wi0J4Tx-CVWKZ9lMAG_ZBpxlDf-OMU8JQfiQakP-TLuZtP_59TanW_A247XRDyWri7HmmVpUBZi2G4PFvXi5V7itAemHF6ZtcNCpZsV5VgE/s400/58.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316125883072118210" border="0" /></a></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">I stir-fried them in olive oil, salt, and garlic. They were pretty boring and bland. Shitakkes are much tastier. Perhaps I did something wrong, and didn't bring out their true potential? I say this because at a subsequent store they were priced at about $35 per pound...pretty steep compared with the average portobello ($5-10) or shitakke ($7 – 14).</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Before we left Austin we played a show at the very manly Headhunters Club.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj2IOEwmGSr7glPP8zUanlta2x8QfWTTaT8dKWTy8cFwA8chi6BdMgip0FoD44jNltoD5n7FtMKzTPILxJ-PsTbtKVo2WdrrCpuObvmmEqVLwMjJmYKMxJfnO814UAaMXS3-5y/s1600-h/59.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj2IOEwmGSr7glPP8zUanlta2x8QfWTTaT8dKWTy8cFwA8chi6BdMgip0FoD44jNltoD5n7FtMKzTPILxJ-PsTbtKVo2WdrrCpuObvmmEqVLwMjJmYKMxJfnO814UAaMXS3-5y/s400/59.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316125894708197298" border="0" /></a></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"> I do not call something manly lightly. Disagree with me if you will, but here's why this club qualified: </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <ul style="font-family:arial;"><li><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Pro-wrestling played simultaneously on multiple televison sets; </span> </p> </li><li><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Patrons and employees grunted and shouted at said sets;</span></p> </li><li><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;">When I asked for the merch table, the bartender said, “I'll get a strong man to carry it down for you, it's heavy!” </span> </p> </li><li><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;">I was one of maybe three women there the entire night; </span> </p> </li><li><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Um, 'Headhunters' I think were/are men? </span> </p> </li></ul> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">In any case, none of this mattered to me when I saw the joy on Robey's face when he realized that the sound man was his childhood hero:<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9U92k2TUtZQd278y93Wv3VlIfncbFG9-cYm37gEezSlgjt6BfIQhHAhz8gDrNY2OlfiPRDiCk05WWTtzFoaUqD2gVdj_XT2psi5DqEAUtzPE0bIBB1mThDFY_YOPNVfRaENXP/s1600-h/61.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9U92k2TUtZQd278y93Wv3VlIfncbFG9-cYm37gEezSlgjt6BfIQhHAhz8gDrNY2OlfiPRDiCk05WWTtzFoaUqD2gVdj_XT2psi5DqEAUtzPE0bIBB1mThDFY_YOPNVfRaENXP/s400/61.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316127012224924498" border="0" /></a></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Do you recognize him? Me neither, but apparently Rob played this man's album over and over again 1,000 times back in the day. He was the singer for SOD (<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Storm Troopers of Death</span>). To top it off, he recently went vegetarian and was very interested in recipes and other information.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">I just did a quick wiki-search and must offer preemptive defense on behalf of Young Rob (YR), who did not embrace the message of the lyrics but liked the guitarwork. Rob is most welcoming and does not believe English is necessary, particularly to be enforced by death, but rather, was attracted to the Star-Wars reference in the band name. I have made this defense up without discussing at all with client Rob (or YR), but it is based on solid evidence including a Star Wars VCR tapes collection worn through by repeated viewings. Defense # 2 is: Guns n' Roses. I think a lot of folks -- maybe even you?! -- listened to ol' Axl and some of his lyrical commentary BITD. As Joe Elliot of Def Leppard said, "it's not the WORDS, it's how they sound..." To think they were my favorite band.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">There were five bands on the bill the SOD sound night, which made things very quick-quick-and rushy. We played with this band from San Fran:<br /></span></p><p face="arial" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p><p face="arial" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJyaluxO4uheYR5CmYSRfLXruh-NzHf7eR265RHG6CFqzUdJlnv9zgVzTh25wQ77ulSInB_Uz4AuKoCHA93uJdwYB8tCwTqb65WEcS5KtE-Yru7UE-QLUcrS6OK3anm9DF2s8q/s1600-h/60.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJyaluxO4uheYR5CmYSRfLXruh-NzHf7eR265RHG6CFqzUdJlnv9zgVzTh25wQ77ulSInB_Uz4AuKoCHA93uJdwYB8tCwTqb65WEcS5KtE-Yru7UE-QLUcrS6OK3anm9DF2s8q/s400/60.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316126864821680178" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p face="arial" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p face="arial" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;">and this band <a href="http://www.myspace.com/thehumancircuit">Human Circuit</a> from Austin, who I will think will go to places in the sky:<br /></span></p><p face="arial" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span> </p> <p face="arial" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_Z4a8YwKCpBx7vfgPHm6V73HQaM9V0VxaXcU5SaWSnmcnQ20yA4dGrXY16pW7FttLb2Txmg2nskgreA66iNbitpUutHYOiPEZVZlm0h12AXIrjglDA0u_EiMeTaWGlrpGm58-/s1600-h/62.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_Z4a8YwKCpBx7vfgPHm6V73HQaM9V0VxaXcU5SaWSnmcnQ20yA4dGrXY16pW7FttLb2Txmg2nskgreA66iNbitpUutHYOiPEZVZlm0h12AXIrjglDA0u_EiMeTaWGlrpGm58-/s400/62.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316127027430143586" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p face="arial" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p face="arial" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Listen to "Donkey Show." Besides, they were super nice and good to us. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Next we headed off to Houston, to be reported in the next blog.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">For now, I wanted to share with you an article about the brain. I found it after I heard the story on NPR. Basically, the study finds there is a genetic componant to IQ, *however,* the brain can do push-ups and even excel as we age (rather than decline, as often thought). Looky here:</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><blockquote style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">"The wires between the brain cells, the connections, are the things that you can modify throughout life," he says. "They change and they improve through your 40s and 50s and 60s." <span style="font-style: italic;">--From "</span><a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=102169531">Smart People Really Do Think Faster</a><span style="font-style: italic;">"</span></span><br /></span></blockquote><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">So maybe I'll remember things better in my next decade. For now, I'm working on, as the article suggests, doing mental jumping jacks via crosswords and more Greek-language learning.<br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Eleni<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">PS - I updated the BB site for now: www.belovedbinge.com. Adam's design was WAY better but I messed it up due to not understanding how to update new fangled style-sheets. Or some other non-HTML format. So for now, it's HTML 4, baby!</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">PPS - We're gonna be back for a couple week to play Duofest III! 4/18! Awesome duos! Schedule should be posted here soon -- <a href="http://www.myspace.com/durhamduofest">DUOFEST III</a>.<br /></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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I am hoping some humble soul in Durham could request them for the new Coop...pleeeeeese? My favorite is the above chipotle flavor. Notice how chipotle is all the rage for the last few years? What happened to jalapeno?</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >Along this same cuisine theme, here I showcased a little Vlacho Nacho with some Weston-made guac and black bean hummous, the latter mixed with Soy Chorizo (a delicious addition & available in many mainstream groceries).</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></span> </p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SZMufkCjpSI/AAAAAAAAChA/tOPorX58vws/s1600-h/DSCF0139.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SZMufkCjpSI/AAAAAAAAChA/tOPorX58vws/s400/DSCF0139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301632306130429218" border="0" /></a><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> <span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Though not quite<a href="http://www.flickr.com/groups/veganbento/"> Bento</a>, you might note this dish is an attempt at a face with bucked teeth. Disregard the chipped plate.<br /></span></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Arial,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></span></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >Last blog we left off leaving Portland. Spent a few days in Forest Hills, Oregon, screening the documentary at Pacific University for the Students for Environmental Awareness group. </span><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >The organizer Tina did an awesome job of promoting as evidenced by this lifesiized poster announcing the event.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmtwcpEAQEKPOHMkp_gPqZpjZ6RFW4ohzXNvzh5Mh_3lc9iljCaRTC1zNLa62reANZl0bTL2eyR_OLRwxg4d-36CbifQSSkRa8IgYGCJS-2vX0q8ALn_8o8N_kb53LSFDL_Bvs/s1600-h/DSCF0141.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmtwcpEAQEKPOHMkp_gPqZpjZ6RFW4ohzXNvzh5Mh_3lc9iljCaRTC1zNLa62reANZl0bTL2eyR_OLRwxg4d-36CbifQSSkRa8IgYGCJS-2vX0q8ALn_8o8N_kb53LSFDL_Bvs/s400/DSCF0141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301632309939258450" border="0" /></a></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >Imagine a little man standing below, the size of a brick.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >Rob also helped promote, complete with his Herbivore “Vegetarianism is Environmentalism” shirt.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SZMugCVm8zI/AAAAAAAAChQ/rm9KwIsyowQ/s1600-h/DSCF0142.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SZMugCVm8zI/AAAAAAAAChQ/rm9KwIsyowQ/s400/DSCF0142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301632314263401266" border="0" /></a></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >While in the Pacific Northwest, which seemed like forever, I kept reminding myself to take a picture of the grey to showcase one of the reasons I left. It's sort of hard to capture on camera, but I think this sufficiently represents day to day life for months and months...<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SZMvJpPAmxI/AAAAAAAAChY/tNHAEk3wqrw/s1600-h/DSCF0153.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SZMvJpPAmxI/AAAAAAAAChY/tNHAEk3wqrw/s400/DSCF0153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301633029079341842" border="0" /></a></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >And this is around noon. Needless to write, I was very happy when we landed near Redding to find this odd, shimmering thing, perhaps an alien aircraft:</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1LEmnWbgXjb68j8L90mDcG7CjA3pe1BARCkol7dsc-5f2yQDKAU34P5s-FDDKJm6aCHJXLfC58O2yJnocDavo6IfpmQY2qzaCUdQ-2-gRFPuFo6Y1uc7U-wMNh24QwoHVm9OP/s1600-h/DSCF0189.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1LEmnWbgXjb68j8L90mDcG7CjA3pe1BARCkol7dsc-5f2yQDKAU34P5s-FDDKJm6aCHJXLfC58O2yJnocDavo6IfpmQY2qzaCUdQ-2-gRFPuFo6Y1uc7U-wMNh24QwoHVm9OP/s400/DSCF0189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301634483207380882" border="0" /></a></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >My vitamin D immediately tripled.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >Syba has not relented in her quest for front seat privledges. I tried to block her with my sweater, but this was no match for Syba's focus and determination.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXUgJtJm6Q02A5ylTcErVH4kSGTBHcPDcsuW_V7HioOHGs9E6OOavQfsNpJNCFgU2xnrviJPgTRC_0D28w6iBp-HZ4KM9DG_QXx6xClv9S2j232lINBmiccxF8qvkXYgPzekFi/s1600-h/DSCF0154.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXUgJtJm6Q02A5ylTcErVH4kSGTBHcPDcsuW_V7HioOHGs9E6OOavQfsNpJNCFgU2xnrviJPgTRC_0D28w6iBp-HZ4KM9DG_QXx6xClv9S2j232lINBmiccxF8qvkXYgPzekFi/s400/DSCF0154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301633031228346290" border="0" /></a></span><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /><br />Back in Eugene, Oregon, we played at Luckey's Cigar Club with the fun and fellow-off-kilter Launchpad. They had all sorts of toys and instruments and of course were space creatures. </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVLc0yp1FZWsJoePWSPRWhZmZ9jQqTVvJxnod2zySeV9RA5AgktigHqiP_JEhxQAjx1getV4zmpRHW18YbpLoP1cpXmzteEhBzw_j73PX21V5IxVP6M0X9aS_isksN5xVobSfO/s1600-h/DSCF0158.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVLc0yp1FZWsJoePWSPRWhZmZ9jQqTVvJxnod2zySeV9RA5AgktigHqiP_JEhxQAjx1getV4zmpRHW18YbpLoP1cpXmzteEhBzw_j73PX21V5IxVP6M0X9aS_isksN5xVobSfO/s400/DSCF0158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301633040213457346" border="0" /></a></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSAzDrBUrZdL2PBxhyr7WeRJ_esm_cPZTdOaZh90bsuhN9uCxWEJTDdOaiC17NnUMXhokFZ9C5gUNY9_G-PDpR5IEd1ERRUwW68nglFc2ssrmq3Zj_RTojXDGi9u6O_aYFnz_p/s1600-h/DSCF0161.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSAzDrBUrZdL2PBxhyr7WeRJ_esm_cPZTdOaZh90bsuhN9uCxWEJTDdOaiC17NnUMXhokFZ9C5gUNY9_G-PDpR5IEd1ERRUwW68nglFc2ssrmq3Zj_RTojXDGi9u6O_aYFnz_p/s400/DSCF0161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301633043578492466" border="0" /></a></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >As was their set, the accompaying set list(s) were elaborate:<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAu71sr2kb1cDXxkQPczNKdnTmq4XWs1H_LJ0rfkSLfPFXCn0jRkoLGsUE_KaIDLy9bNbRIEiCIVecz1MY7_yXGoGri_eM9lthN5e-Bp3O8PaWoZnwXBV4RYvZpIC7cfQxwlxJ/s1600-h/DSCF0157.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAu71sr2kb1cDXxkQPczNKdnTmq4XWs1H_LJ0rfkSLfPFXCn0jRkoLGsUE_KaIDLy9bNbRIEiCIVecz1MY7_yXGoGri_eM9lthN5e-Bp3O8PaWoZnwXBV4RYvZpIC7cfQxwlxJ/s400/DSCF0157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301633038742030274" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >We played too (photo taken by Launchpad).</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SZM8_Xs4FsI/AAAAAAAACm4/vTK4WIL2iSM/s1600-h/3199929435_c8e65bba68.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SZM8_Xs4FsI/AAAAAAAACm4/vTK4WIL2iSM/s400/3199929435_c8e65bba68.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301648245736871618" border="0" /></a></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >Closing the night were Cymbaline:</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SZMv36y-EuI/AAAAAAAACiA/UZ5X-rnCpdY/s1600-h/DSCF0168.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SZMv36y-EuI/AAAAAAAACiA/UZ5X-rnCpdY/s400/DSCF0168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301633824067556066" border="0" /></a></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >After we left the show Weston continued to have stalling issues. He stalled in an intersection where three men were kind enough to push him so Rob could pop the clutch. Thanks, men.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >Rob and I eat pretty well on the road as you might guess from reading this blog. Every morning we have breakfast, usually oat-flour pancakes with banannas and/or apple, topped with flax seed meal, agave, and earth balance butter. But sometimes we'll scramble. Usually weekends when we don't have to be anywhere right away in the am.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >Here is some breakfast scramble I made, with Shirle's smoked Paprika sprinkeld on top. Food is sort of naked now without this spice:<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoZu8aZ36ZesEuHIn5qeh8dLtFgiXP3rmDWisBpG8JwBpS57hQnhSgHj-f4Dzs9HZnPxCYYpyvDwnTOy0oniCFxPSyc4LFuE9ULKbvAWsh_DTgnLYGmXoneKrE2ZgueTvg-z4Y/s1600-h/DSCF0174.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoZu8aZ36ZesEuHIn5qeh8dLtFgiXP3rmDWisBpG8JwBpS57hQnhSgHj-f4Dzs9HZnPxCYYpyvDwnTOy0oniCFxPSyc4LFuE9ULKbvAWsh_DTgnLYGmXoneKrE2ZgueTvg-z4Y/s400/DSCF0174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301633823445422786" border="0" /></a></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >In Medford, we played at Johnny B's, a 50's inspired bar run by the friendly Johnny.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SZMv4OmKbVI/AAAAAAAACiQ/h6_a01glLZ0/s1600-h/DSCF0175.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SZMv4OmKbVI/AAAAAAAACiQ/h6_a01glLZ0/s400/DSCF0175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301633829382548818" border="0" /></a></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >Sharing the bill was Elly Swift: </span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifhweyIpqZMNei3ZjeWwoXN7ZMT7MCvsjmc9RC83waWycSpZWwvzlYGEt4jhcuCVOnY4pdVZnbdY4De8oNCNu4xB7GN54Nh3b3TUX9fqD6MBA5pdoJKy3SCw0dIeJ6Zf5JPpHY/s1600-h/DSCF0178.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifhweyIpqZMNei3ZjeWwoXN7ZMT7MCvsjmc9RC83waWycSpZWwvzlYGEt4jhcuCVOnY4pdVZnbdY4De8oNCNu4xB7GN54Nh3b3TUX9fqD6MBA5pdoJKy3SCw0dIeJ6Zf5JPpHY/s400/DSCF0178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301633828885017666" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >Elly was one of those songwriters that pulls you in with a story mixed perfectly in halves: one part reflective sadness, and another of fun. It seems very few performers can visibly pull in an audience on the strength of their voice/songs alone, but she did this. Listen to "Ode to the Workin' Man" and "Noodle." The music is not new, meaning, she evokes someone from an earlier era. Ghosts, maybe.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >We also enjoyed Absinthe Rose who played and kindly set up the show. I thought of alerting the copyright office in Durham when I saw they had a saw player as well as a washboard.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgayGAopBU18D9LsEyWgMQyXFnlMUdmXEhL_VT0g7Pg3aW0pONl6AirLanFHyTvLGkU_YIlEihZbxl15cSm1sKgIHBXNyQ_swiGm_O0jYK2eHDGI8hSUv9V5hEFA3BkaN6oXuYf/s1600-h/DSCF0179.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgayGAopBU18D9LsEyWgMQyXFnlMUdmXEhL_VT0g7Pg3aW0pONl6AirLanFHyTvLGkU_YIlEihZbxl15cSm1sKgIHBXNyQ_swiGm_O0jYK2eHDGI8hSUv9V5hEFA3BkaN6oXuYf/s400/DSCF0179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301633831852051858" border="0" /></a></span></p><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /><br />We arrived to Redding California on a Sunday, and promptly went NY Times-searching. The Sunday edition is like a present (Book Review! Magazine! Style! News!) so when the local Barnes and Noble reported they only carry <span style="font-style: italic;">one</span> Sunday edition, and of course that had been sold, we felt like we found coal in our stockings. Luckily Starbucks Claus nearby had several copies. </span><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /><br /><br />We found a local park pictured here, where we read and played with the Bear for a few hours before our show.<br /><br /></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SZMwedEKRgI/AAAAAAAACiw/JKQDBfwccb0/s1600-h/DSCF0196.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SZMwedEKRgI/AAAAAAAACiw/JKQDBfwccb0/s400/DSCF0196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301634486101493250" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SZMwevZiXrI/AAAAAAAACi4/yLDYDmqamFY/s1600-h/DSCF0197.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SZMwevZiXrI/AAAAAAAACi4/yLDYDmqamFY/s400/DSCF0197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301634491022991026" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >Our all-ages show that night was at a newer venue called the Downtown Eatery. The dedicated man who books shows does all he can to make this place a destination. In addition to bringing bands in he hosts movie and other themed nights. He's awesome. </span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >That night we played with Seattle's Iji, catchy, fun, engaging:<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoYMBOUG3bVLmDujE43zcVN1G3oMq18DjtJK8Ubu7Nc3qB4i8w1olmQ23EMVfAKAfgn4CgmPo9U5ctX_JPUdNYvc3-I0S5PyP004HkaoRfjFUkbZdyOHWYokzWen68nlksYjyK/s1600-h/DSCF0198.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoYMBOUG3bVLmDujE43zcVN1G3oMq18DjtJK8Ubu7Nc3qB4i8w1olmQ23EMVfAKAfgn4CgmPo9U5ctX_JPUdNYvc3-I0S5PyP004HkaoRfjFUkbZdyOHWYokzWen68nlksYjyK/s400/DSCF0198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301634494835380946" border="0" /></a></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL1LGSKg0aA9HGRMiXo_xO_Cyjmi9KtVjH78-Y7ly1r6_aCzRlFi7dH83Ks10pnTRVRAB6l0bkXBuyhpNZTMWy1LnfjAT7TcogM5ijqPM5SXUKbJ7nvYfWWTD16xwVG7DuekgH/s1600-h/DSCF0207.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL1LGSKg0aA9HGRMiXo_xO_Cyjmi9KtVjH78-Y7ly1r6_aCzRlFi7dH83Ks10pnTRVRAB6l0bkXBuyhpNZTMWy1LnfjAT7TcogM5ijqPM5SXUKbJ7nvYfWWTD16xwVG7DuekgH/s400/DSCF0207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301634496992123234" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >who also guest-starred in Boston's very excellent Math, the Band:</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SZMxTdrq8gI/AAAAAAAACjg/YMCFjMN8hIA/s1600-h/DSCF0215.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SZMxTdrq8gI/AAAAAAAACjg/YMCFjMN8hIA/s400/DSCF0215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301635396800279042" border="0" /></a></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >Math the Band set up in the middle of everything and people danced all around them. One audience member drove 60 miles to see them. He's dancing in the picture here, to the left of Iji's bassist.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYevbIT5Ay_M1oXgSubB8gzOKPd3YonitsDx6zyIzlIMLpxFxQme4DPeE6617SzJ6GcX0jUUUlWKY8-X3yRimBSj9RqH6xbfostdYZwbBHf-1eMA9pKVO4RZ6F_n2ItYPAzyEB/s1600-h/DSCF0212.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYevbIT5Ay_M1oXgSubB8gzOKPd3YonitsDx6zyIzlIMLpxFxQme4DPeE6617SzJ6GcX0jUUUlWKY8-X3yRimBSj9RqH6xbfostdYZwbBHf-1eMA9pKVO4RZ6F_n2ItYPAzyEB/s400/DSCF0212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301635389263088450" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >We also got a new fan.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SZMwtIwBDeI/AAAAAAAACjQ/9mfBM7DqzJc/s1600-h/DSCF0210.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SZMwtIwBDeI/AAAAAAAACjQ/9mfBM7DqzJc/s400/DSCF0210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301634738346331618" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >Kolbiter was the local band who kindly hosted the show with their introspective songfullness.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8QgNnytG4eg3V5yh29yaMIpS59SVwnVyyBd9m9AuXSv-QyR01IFSYO6qSleNRY742exFJUlQR5As055bc0ogSq74WIBgwWZT6vL5FOq12bpl-RINbIT12laJQPc8AIYhXksQN/s1600-h/DSCF0221.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8QgNnytG4eg3V5yh29yaMIpS59SVwnVyyBd9m9AuXSv-QyR01IFSYO6qSleNRY742exFJUlQR5As055bc0ogSq74WIBgwWZT6vL5FOq12bpl-RINbIT12laJQPc8AIYhXksQN/s400/DSCF0221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301635397839667410" border="0" /></a></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikT3kL3N1s-tWZckNPu59kRLhi2j88PqGFK95nViH2o1_F5Z4aQ1KN7DeRTAsU0F3ogQmGpO7LRsi8yb63yST4Oi4e5L9O6izF5NSX7hrMeUvn2X3FwLKhgaQoYN8BdaArZ7ZH/s1600-h/DSCF0220.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikT3kL3N1s-tWZckNPu59kRLhi2j88PqGFK95nViH2o1_F5Z4aQ1KN7DeRTAsU0F3ogQmGpO7LRsi8yb63yST4Oi4e5L9O6izF5NSX7hrMeUvn2X3FwLKhgaQoYN8BdaArZ7ZH/s400/DSCF0220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301635401101759922" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >On inauguration day, Rob and I were at a reststop in between Ashland, OR, and Redding, California. We went backwards to screen my film for the Active Social Skeptics (yes, ASS) at the University of Southern Oregon.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >Fortunately we were able to hear the ceremony on the radio 1940's style. Though I felt sad to miss seeing what was described (ex: Obama's daughters 'skipping' up to the stage) I felt a tremendous relief and a feeling I can only describe like a washing. Hope is pictorally rendered here in Mt. Shasta, as seen from Weston while we listened:</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKhamVtz_mTLXfSbeMiCDK8SjaixpnOr_EKkMHo1eG6GqdO4rmYwbbTOH5u49_qPWCs1eIa3i5wHvvcj6AglUMLo-3nzyWcn1-FfZluaG_CsbMCwbcKrJXMww6If-B2O51HR2f/s1600-h/DSCF0228.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKhamVtz_mTLXfSbeMiCDK8SjaixpnOr_EKkMHo1eG6GqdO4rmYwbbTOH5u49_qPWCs1eIa3i5wHvvcj6AglUMLo-3nzyWcn1-FfZluaG_CsbMCwbcKrJXMww6If-B2O51HR2f/s400/DSCF0228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301635404675775090" border="0" /></a></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >After the screening, we headed back to California for our next show at the Stud Bar. On the way, some birds reminded us that traveling by Weston is a pretty boring compared to this:</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_d7gyq82teWSqMmmbCQDKOhsmCxbBVJ2Uiz8vfsS7iJh-7DmloQafKE7rJnZNOC5amfm1nRr4ntvIA41RPyF59l01KIHokmUGawzzIeEq9Bmsoiudu3fa2yMO6yoWJBt2kwPR/s1600-h/DSCF0232.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_d7gyq82teWSqMmmbCQDKOhsmCxbBVJ2Uiz8vfsS7iJh-7DmloQafKE7rJnZNOC5amfm1nRr4ntvIA41RPyF59l01KIHokmUGawzzIeEq9Bmsoiudu3fa2yMO6yoWJBt2kwPR/s400/DSCF0232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301636157203422722" border="0" /></a></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SZMx_wMhuEI/AAAAAAAACkQ/-CJ_8RGwrrU/s1600-h/DSCF0234.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SZMx_wMhuEI/AAAAAAAACkQ/-CJ_8RGwrrU/s400/DSCF0234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301636157684168770" border="0" /></a></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOllkHIXQ_p7UwvoIFLsmWwV-03Jh88JFGZ9vSA90VKI9FM-lgRLCuVnGZ2w9E2a_e9nbbS6y3bJtVjwrTcsdURGER8fXpMPg4tfHvf2SjOEvFVpNaOs4AukMfWLRUhvS0z3fc/s1600-h/DSCF0233.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOllkHIXQ_p7UwvoIFLsmWwV-03Jh88JFGZ9vSA90VKI9FM-lgRLCuVnGZ2w9E2a_e9nbbS6y3bJtVjwrTcsdURGER8fXpMPg4tfHvf2SjOEvFVpNaOs4AukMfWLRUhvS0z3fc/s400/DSCF0233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301636157724109618" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >We arrived in San Francisco to play the show that Vroom kindly set up for us via the Midtown Dickens! Thank you Vroom! Thank you Midtown Dickens!</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >Here is Rob in front of the Stud Bar with a man who called himself Flava-Flav.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAApoNodog84BAOTZRB895ve7ywP8i1nuPev5AgHfDyW1jFXYlQoE9PM26pAtTKRIa8bA2H3pCeXnkYq2Aqb8bBqkUbcLbTvu7gBU5m1elE-MKTm_I21jkjfjYXue67AvewVqt/s1600-h/DSCF0241.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAApoNodog84BAOTZRB895ve7ywP8i1nuPev5AgHfDyW1jFXYlQoE9PM26pAtTKRIa8bA2H3pCeXnkYq2Aqb8bBqkUbcLbTvu7gBU5m1elE-MKTm_I21jkjfjYXue67AvewVqt/s400/DSCF0241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301636166208888770" border="0" /></a></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >He also said he'd watch Weston for us. The folks at the Stud Bar were super-kind to us and the bartender even had an older Westfalia. We played with Pinched Nerve:</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4Cu9jwUywKrraj1toJKZ2XTtxhb8qmwFUOUfzWPYy7iY5rtaIyq0xKO37MKAXx9UmpsZN8VzwWSlu7KKEsk8kp8Gk7F9uxepa5O4L7ib9XHYV7y8fb3KCpeDszuq8Aj7uisPE/s1600-h/DSCF0245.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4Cu9jwUywKrraj1toJKZ2XTtxhb8qmwFUOUfzWPYy7iY5rtaIyq0xKO37MKAXx9UmpsZN8VzwWSlu7KKEsk8kp8Gk7F9uxepa5O4L7ib9XHYV7y8fb3KCpeDszuq8Aj7uisPE/s400/DSCF0245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301636164094493682" border="0" /></a></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >That night we camped in Berkeley as we'd be leafleting there the following day. We found a Whole Foods and even vegan cupcakes there. I did not take a picture of them, thankfully, as they were not worthy of vegan cupcakedom. I think they mixed in whole wheat flour into the frosting. Or make that Buckwheat flour. The opposite of light and fluffy.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKU-NF9ff7I5OpNbggb1JnOZjN-1uJ1wRt46_lK22H51rgEeWXhWPz73FwURkIm829UABpoxcrPgaSVg7IKh6IhzEORzrOZ1PC_wncRElj0UklKahiKdEPDSRIOobfmelVfB55/s1600-h/DSCF0246.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKU-NF9ff7I5OpNbggb1JnOZjN-1uJ1wRt46_lK22H51rgEeWXhWPz73FwURkIm829UABpoxcrPgaSVg7IKh6IhzEORzrOZ1PC_wncRElj0UklKahiKdEPDSRIOobfmelVfB55/s400/DSCF0246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301637029770268434" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >In San Jose we played at Streetlight Records with Serenity Now, who were kind to let us on their bill last minute.<span style="font-family:arial;"> I don't think the show went very well for BB. In fact, it went poorly. The mic levels were uneven, we were sloppy, and i was cranky. But the woman who runs this store was very, very nice and there are many finds here, record-wise.</span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: arial;"> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >Later that night we made up for this poor display of BB and performed at the Caravan Lounge downtown, which I hear is like the Cheers of San Jose. We played with the fun Black Acacias, as well as two other bands. Here are three of the Black Acacias:</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMcxZpY1f0nT3nQ-MHaYhAdlV1tJVSOztoQ_Iq6k6oxku9FZE7KTQn4HUt7n3NNYb4le8tv-FkXJQhFWwCYMl6tkWss7x64ThMQAS3docpL5rU4tPtjbcHoNXm86hYh75Jms62/s1600-h/DSCF0250.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMcxZpY1f0nT3nQ-MHaYhAdlV1tJVSOztoQ_Iq6k6oxku9FZE7KTQn4HUt7n3NNYb4le8tv-FkXJQhFWwCYMl6tkWss7x64ThMQAS3docpL5rU4tPtjbcHoNXm86hYh75Jms62/s400/DSCF0250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301637033163512978" border="0" /></a></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >I really liked them. Great bass rice noodling and guitar surprises with drum fillings. Plus the singer took off his clothes at the end (well, one layer) which I tried to capture for you all but my batteries died.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >Three of the four Black Acacias also came to my screening in San Francisco! They are on my happy good list forever now.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >Just like my family in San Jose.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw5yDDlJvvX5L-8zTILonNfM01KHyxfFBalgU2QtulQ79Je4sSTgAtFSxyI3VhMjlT4Vc1s6QWkNDyf2eX0T4_3c5O1ugCMTHx9pTs7xBmghVzJ_bmLUOLmhLOps4ecddFWaFb/s1600-h/DSCF0257.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw5yDDlJvvX5L-8zTILonNfM01KHyxfFBalgU2QtulQ79Je4sSTgAtFSxyI3VhMjlT4Vc1s6QWkNDyf2eX0T4_3c5O1ugCMTHx9pTs7xBmghVzJ_bmLUOLmhLOps4ecddFWaFb/s400/DSCF0257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301637037968547554" border="0" /></a></span><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br />We stayed with my mom's sister and her spouse, two of our favorite people anywhere. The above pic includes my cousin and his family, too. Syba loved it there and helped keep watch with their dog, Molly.<br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SZMyzN7k1bI/AAAAAAAAClI/LEFdiA-ojsE/s1600-h/DSCF0262.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SZMyzN7k1bI/AAAAAAAAClI/LEFdiA-ojsE/s400/DSCF0262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301637041839461810" border="0" /></a></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >We left for a few days to screen the film in San Luis Obispo at Cal Poly with the Hellenic Society. Here I am performing the intro, which is very unlike BB's intro:</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMzuK5BXatW9gCl-YdyCYYcJbjufcXNewIjS8CNJDsogkdpoVTH_MZGDudhZUYdoGXUpQcNm5x1ZFrz7B5ZiUuZeHOp2307RA9-cSbb5Mb9qtfrPORq5nzmMzoqGxEaBcB6d24/s1600-h/DSCF0305.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMzuK5BXatW9gCl-YdyCYYcJbjufcXNewIjS8CNJDsogkdpoVTH_MZGDudhZUYdoGXUpQcNm5x1ZFrz7B5ZiUuZeHOp2307RA9-cSbb5Mb9qtfrPORq5nzmMzoqGxEaBcB6d24/s400/DSCF0305.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301637033819819186" border="0" /></a></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >And with a couple of members of the Hellenic Society, or as I call them, </span><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >my <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">Fellow Greeks</span>!<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0Wm-xNNoTcmpw5giWCIwlT7NqJ81W5qhLCcswxZ73xSi8XShKqEzGK3EvQ9louKE5Jxfpwaz2PCWauRRF1t-5wUQxOxGjUm_SpN3Qh2GJx3yk9Z6_T-8TLe4E_8d90_Ak09Wb/s1600-h/DSCF0306.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0Wm-xNNoTcmpw5giWCIwlT7NqJ81W5qhLCcswxZ73xSi8XShKqEzGK3EvQ9louKE5Jxfpwaz2PCWauRRF1t-5wUQxOxGjUm_SpN3Qh2GJx3yk9Z6_T-8TLe4E_8d90_Ak09Wb/s400/DSCF0306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301637669767326370" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >My friend Joe calls me a Greek supremacist, which I'm not sure is possible since I'm only 1/2 Greek. But it's a really bold-roast half, if it were coffee.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >An audience member kindly covered the screening here: <a href="http://www.vegansoapbox.com/a-vegan-and-her-documentary-take-to-the-road/">Vegan Soapbox</a>. This is an awesome blog with a lot 'o relevant updates. </span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >Next we headed to Bakersfield. In pursuit of wireless in Bakersfield, I walked a few miles to the public library. This is the first library system I have encountered without wifi (actually, the Forest Grove library did not have wifi either, but this was mitigated by the City's free wifi accessable from the library).<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >Crestfallen, I asked the librarian where I might find wifi. She recommended Long John Silvers, apologetically, based on a sign on their door advertising “Free Wifi.”<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >I couldn't even remember what Long Johns Silvers was. A steakhouse? In any case, I walked the few miles back to the supposed location and only found a strip mall. I inquired at three locations about wifi, and finally walked into a Verizon Wireless outlet. Thought they might know where local wifi spots were. Course they don't, silly me, they are there to sell things. Like a handy wireless card which I could buy and have wifi “all the time!” and “anywhere!”What Verizon Man (VM) didn't understand was I don't <span style="font-style: italic;">want</span> to have wifi all the time. If I'm camping, I want to be camping. I want a reason not to work all of the time.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" > So after VM offered a two-year contract and discount on the purchase of the card thingy (all in about 5 seconds) I said, “I don't want access <span style="font-style: italic;">everywhere</span>.” He paused. “Well, this <span style="font-style: italic;">can</span> give you wifi anywhere!” I repeated my disdain for anywhere.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> "</span><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >Oh, you want <i>freedom</i>,” he said. Ding ding, ding! Ding! Ding! I was then rendered useless to him, as freedom is not for sale. He had no idea where wifi was.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >Why repeat this story of toil and turbulance? I'm curious if YOU want to be available all the time, whether this is by cell phone, wireless, beeper (do people still have beepers?), satellite, or, of course, the ever popular facimalle.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >To your humble Binge, this availability is akin to walking around with your screen saver on until someone presses your space bar. Just shut me the &*^% down.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >I screened the film at California State, Bakersfield the next day, for the Philosophy Club. </span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3yfle8X8KiEKMkCqjRdsbIbaEnPKd16Oix7ZpHLkwVYkydxApTSZkwVvIKCWQTFVsdlS83BvByg6kAaEU0w8mpbjImZIjyJaV0cxPWF7DUasCaER7NCg9soeEDwqN0K-FhDbH/s1600-h/DSCF0313.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3yfle8X8KiEKMkCqjRdsbIbaEnPKd16Oix7ZpHLkwVYkydxApTSZkwVvIKCWQTFVsdlS83BvByg6kAaEU0w8mpbjImZIjyJaV0cxPWF7DUasCaER7NCg9soeEDwqN0K-FhDbH/s400/DSCF0313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301637675001055090" border="0" /></a></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >I can't begin to tell you how happy I am to have met the leader of this club, who was very thoughtful. She made delicious stuffed mushrooms for the event complete with two fillings, even – one pesto, the other a walnut-sage-stuffing kinda wonderment. </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >Happily she and some club members went out with us that night and also made it out to our show the next day:<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH8qO_-C4m3G6pnW-nLVgqjELCCCx7gP5sux7WlKkqzpylaIHOTZP4K7Jmm6FCyQpiEGzzve0D6WS71ZP5KrLT39I80Mvwbp9YXeiX0KdBfVHhtAe5ebRtb_f7TXGqwDdmmM1G/s1600-h/DSCF0330.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH8qO_-C4m3G6pnW-nLVgqjELCCCx7gP5sux7WlKkqzpylaIHOTZP4K7Jmm6FCyQpiEGzzve0D6WS71ZP5KrLT39I80Mvwbp9YXeiX0KdBfVHhtAe5ebRtb_f7TXGqwDdmmM1G/s400/DSCF0330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301637674748644706" border="0" /></a></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >We played with a local band at the Silver Fox Bar. I'm kicking myself right now (ouch) but for the life of me cannot recall their name, and thus only have this picture:<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLA6isfqSczg8YJOWCPGJ_4wP9PYJFOOuaqd8QgTytUx-SbDRgCO10JBMG36zGLCrY4MBNqOcQ3oS4mFPpIVrcY5JgK4JYNYxqUqL7dmR7tZeUJXQSDpVv3IWdWWZ672mTZzVr/s1600-h/DSCF0338.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLA6isfqSczg8YJOWCPGJ_4wP9PYJFOOuaqd8QgTytUx-SbDRgCO10JBMG36zGLCrY4MBNqOcQ3oS4mFPpIVrcY5JgK4JYNYxqUqL7dmR7tZeUJXQSDpVv3IWdWWZ672mTZzVr/s400/DSCF0338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301637678504789250" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >This lack of memory is not speaking to the band, they were awesome and nice. It was even the bassist's birthday and we led/conducted a song. It is more a reflection of their being added last-last minute and my juggling booking, screenings, shows, and promotions.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >The Silver Fox Bar establishment was recommended by the journalist N.L. Belardes, who kindly interviewed us about our tour (<a href="http://www.facebakersfield.com/?p=3824">bakersfield.com</a>). He even sent our press release out to the local tv stations who covered the events, and recommended we include TV in our press blitzes. (Our first round of TV releases landed us a spot on AM Arizona, which aired on 2/9 in front of 2 million viewers, I think. Pictures next blog!).<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >Rob and I left that night to head back to San Jose. Weston had still been acting up and stalling. I had to push, run, then jump into him while Rob popped the clutch then held down the accelerator to ensure he did not stall. A couple of men walked by asking, 'why do you have<span style="font-style: italic;"> her </span>doing that?' referring to the pushing and helped push the van. Apparently they did not know I was the arm-wrestling champion in a small village of Greece (when I was 12).<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >On our way back to San Jose from Bakersfield we encountered a source of both an odor that permeates Bakersfield (the Bakersfield Smell, or BS) and my veganism.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >Back in 2002 we eloped and took a 6 month 'we got married and let's take a trip' trip, flying overseas to travel through Europe and visit family in Greece, then returning to my family in Toronto, then Rob's family in Connecticut, and bought an '88 Suburu stationwagon (with power windows!) for $500.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >We drove Subey across the states, visiting family, toward Seattle. We took the Southern route and even had a song: “We are traveling across the states, in our Suburu, '88, the Southern route we'll go! We'll sleep in our car (that'll get us far!), the Southern route we'll go...” I will not clutter your minds with the rest of the song, but we did include something about driving with expired temporary plates and camping.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >The name/idea for Beloved Binge was also then born in Los Angeles, the perfect hospital for excess and consumptatude. On I-5 driving toward San Jose, Rob and I came upon the smell and sight of the Harris Ranch, a feed lot for cows who become beef. Unfortunately the scene has not changed since 2002 when we passed by. I took some pictures this time around as well:</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SZM2bCpHe7I/AAAAAAAAClw/msrHD5i-ugQ/s1600-h/DSCF0343.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SZM2bCpHe7I/AAAAAAAAClw/msrHD5i-ugQ/s400/DSCF0343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301641024538901426" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SZM2bpON_AI/AAAAAAAACmA/357ITPTdkXQ/s1600-h/DSCF0349.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SZM2bpON_AI/AAAAAAAACmA/357ITPTdkXQ/s400/DSCF0349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301641034895064066" border="0" /></a></span><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRKiNWuVVjhprz0fH54k3pgpCCi1b0wZSPBUtqyS4H6bdoAVtDwr2RJYXfqk3m2JNKOYjqYEDXwkegfFFw__mzykrDTgzpbsSN0iUTM6_zNHVmiRUl_CNyd0r11p95kMDLaNzP/s1600-h/DSCF0347.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRKiNWuVVjhprz0fH54k3pgpCCi1b0wZSPBUtqyS4H6bdoAVtDwr2RJYXfqk3m2JNKOYjqYEDXwkegfFFw__mzykrDTgzpbsSN0iUTM6_zNHVmiRUl_CNyd0r11p95kMDLaNzP/s400/DSCF0347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301641035335468866" border="0" /></a></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >It's hard to capture here the sheer number of cows on stretches of land, black and brown spots as far as you can see. It is overwhelming. At the time I saw it, I realized the cost of our choices to make meat and dairy such a large main part of our diets. They were here, left, abandoned, awaiting the hellish transport and slaughter. Nothing to graze upon – just mud. (Of course their pitiful condition allows them to be outdoors at this stage unlike chickens and pigs crammed in sheds then in cages or crates.)</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >It broke my heart back in 2002, so I began to look into the dairy and egg industries. After reading about how animals are raised, transported, and slaughtered, I had no choice but to stop eating these products eventually.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >Finally we made it back to San Jose. We were lucky to catch my aunts' practice. They are in this awesome outfit called BAGAL (Bay Area Gays & Lesbians). There is a joy and discovery that permeates their playing. They're a whole lot of fun.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span> </p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SZM2cMfUSNI/AAAAAAAACmQ/eUjreviKaWM/s1600-h/DSCF0378.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SZM2cMfUSNI/AAAAAAAACmQ/eUjreviKaWM/s400/DSCF0378.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301641044362021074" border="0" /></a></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >I especially love that they made their own version of “Here Comes Santa Claus” (see right).</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTpQcjGVyZ-2HKxBG3XEzjskuABPCgr9XtoggFFtfYXe2mzyerjDZm2a1cvoOO-EJ6kmydieNrX5Bx7m8t5bNIgRHp3U_MM8oynuG4UEeYyKEt2wQ9BUZevhRqdxIkmG5Fkn0k/s1600-h/DSCF0367.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTpQcjGVyZ-2HKxBG3XEzjskuABPCgr9XtoggFFtfYXe2mzyerjDZm2a1cvoOO-EJ6kmydieNrX5Bx7m8t5bNIgRHp3U_MM8oynuG4UEeYyKEt2wQ9BUZevhRqdxIkmG5Fkn0k/s400/DSCF0367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301641040529462146" border="0" /></a></span> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >Here Comes Santa BAGAL, indeed!<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >The next day I screened my film at San Francisco State.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhAs54DxR0HGKWAIh7id2jnxprCx8ecu2KDnl06gIOknPbQdkA5esDO3INc9cn5PA9_vlTwVdgOmcjyFPfJkl5pN9rpAJOuhH7AZWyuUe8Xrmp24fIhrPxruccKcmuzKWJpeME/s1600-h/DSCF0391.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhAs54DxR0HGKWAIh7id2jnxprCx8ecu2KDnl06gIOknPbQdkA5esDO3INc9cn5PA9_vlTwVdgOmcjyFPfJkl5pN9rpAJOuhH7AZWyuUe8Xrmp24fIhrPxruccKcmuzKWJpeME/s400/DSCF0391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301642244494115234" border="0" /></a></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCe57KcredEkK3Lt06WwX5KZvHbeXEdOstJznaOel1hrChVv_DRwE-q0LJOM_odnKLTSCiGMeocymHXjFs4lOsma96TB0ToPCyf032ft6kKrYjQpOmXf5szHtqKYNVT-8oSHCA/s1600-h/DSCF0392.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCe57KcredEkK3Lt06WwX5KZvHbeXEdOstJznaOel1hrChVv_DRwE-q0LJOM_odnKLTSCiGMeocymHXjFs4lOsma96TB0ToPCyf032ft6kKrYjQpOmXf5szHtqKYNVT-8oSHCA/s400/DSCF0392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301642245981025954" border="0" /></a></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" > </span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >I screend the film for the Student Dietetic Association as well as the Institute for Civil and Community Engagement, in a huge auditorium within the (related?) Cesar Chavez center.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >As a bonus I met the person who runs screenings and shows in another part of the center, and she had some very helpful information about distribution and the business in general. She's also a former member of AC/DShe and current member of the reunited Gutter Sluts (don't Google that unless you want some interesting results). In addition to that she's a <a href="http://www.av-multimedia.com/">film producer</a>.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >The screening at Stanford was a lot of fun since there was wonderfully delicious dishes of free vegan food upon food. Dessert was tirimisu.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQw1I016_EcFIsbyu1saxsQeIOewaKAceGVG92rc64fZHpFOrzQf3PJfF1ih9zdKqOVKNUqobJoZtHBBQaZp7VMZEZSYm9vmhybXr9YXUovsv-UXhWrcaJrUf9JlUZzWjlCrZZ/s1600-h/DSCF0395.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQw1I016_EcFIsbyu1saxsQeIOewaKAceGVG92rc64fZHpFOrzQf3PJfF1ih9zdKqOVKNUqobJoZtHBBQaZp7VMZEZSYm9vmhybXr9YXUovsv-UXhWrcaJrUf9JlUZzWjlCrZZ/s400/DSCF0395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301642249239354434" border="0" /></a></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >My aunts came to this screening! The audience was very lively and I'd like to use them for a laugh track for other versions. I am theorizing that folks loosen up more when they are seated around tables, particularly in a comfortable food/meal setting. The Stanford AR group was kind to host and arrange this event somewhat later-minute.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >I still need to download pictures from UC Berkeley's screening, our show in LA, the TV show, screening and snow storm in Prescott, and our show in Phoenix. Next time.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >For now, I leave you with the most beautiful song in the world that I discovered the other day when I was listening to my Bon Iver channel on Pandora. The artist is Joseph Arthur. I just downloaded and bought the EP it is on, <span style="font-style: italic;">Could We Survive</span>. The song is "King of the Pavement." You can hear it here:<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a href="http://www.last.fm/music/Joseph+Arthur/_/King+of+the+Pavement"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"><br /></span></a></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a href="http://www.last.fm/music/Joseph+Arthur/_/King+of+the+Pavement"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">http://www.last.fm/music/Joseph+Arthur/_/King+of+the+Pavement</span></a><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style=";font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:100%;" >For some reason, when listening to this song, everything is better than OK.<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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Nana moved here in about 1945 before Mom was born. Mom grew up here, then I did. Here are Mom and her husband Allen standing on the porch to see us off (after Weston started post-stalling/flooding). If you look at the window to the left, you can see Nana's little head watching too.<br /><br />Saying goodbye to Nana is a different type of leaving. I remember when we'd leave Karditsa, our dad's home in Greece. My grandparents, especially Yaya, would cry. I'd always wonder why they were crying, but realized later they assumed they'd never see us again. Also this sadness is the recognition of our mortality and inevitable end. Leavings are kind of a reminder of this loss. So I try to memorize things, and remember them as if for the last time.<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCquKKyEM0KGSK1zTDNVvr6R1g3faHsyDQpa4LzgkzryyI0EJwhZd9ekH9MFuo1Y_msnX8144OvH5N9qVepdsqdNVec6DUat4cxKxYKkStVrxR1bHO7BIWLaUem85VfLq8JJ-J/s1600-h/cargoship.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCquKKyEM0KGSK1zTDNVvr6R1g3faHsyDQpa4LzgkzryyI0EJwhZd9ekH9MFuo1Y_msnX8144OvH5N9qVepdsqdNVec6DUat4cxKxYKkStVrxR1bHO7BIWLaUem85VfLq8JJ-J/s400/cargoship.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289057300940046978" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Image courtesy of http://peakenergy.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-to-travel-by-cargo-ship.html.</span></span><br /></div><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />A couple of weeks ago I was wondering if I'd die early because I'm not really settled and want to fit a lot in, travel and adventure-wise. This was sort of after the thought about how it would be awesome to travel by cargo ship to Greece. Or at least to Europe, then tour. I mean, come on, take a look and imagine yourselves here:<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi-ZSsiH3Iz20HMxPXFKU5lFyzE0HS4PQOKc3w5nH8JFLS1uzgD426WGV6bqKlXEPzN5WKtDCVB6R9BhQrm7iLw6Z9GkDRYMyGUnr540uyF_r6akB82ovTpd5YgPvGzBr7-EWO/s1600-h/deckchair.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi-ZSsiH3Iz20HMxPXFKU5lFyzE0HS4PQOKc3w5nH8JFLS1uzgD426WGV6bqKlXEPzN5WKtDCVB6R9BhQrm7iLw6Z9GkDRYMyGUnr540uyF_r6akB82ovTpd5YgPvGzBr7-EWO/s400/deckchair.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289059148723095970" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" >Image Copyright Maris USA Ltd. </span></span><br /></div><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />It was then that I realized, if I had only a few months to live, this is exactly what I'd be doing, health permitting. Mixed in with this is missing the homestead, the steadiness of our porch, Durham. But the contrast is necessary.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SWZnu11BntI/AAAAAAAACaQ/XOOodkYXbS4/s1600-h/1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SWZnu11BntI/AAAAAAAACaQ/XOOodkYXbS4/s400/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289028866814353106" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">To start from where we left off last blog, for Thanksgiving, we stopped in Ellensburg and were kindly invited to screen the film and share food with the Ellensburg Veg Society. This desert town was so cold that the organizers kindly let us stay in their guest dome. I completely forgot to take a picture of it, but just imagine the coolest guest dome ever.<br /><br />Thanskgiving dinner was potluck-style. I made and brought some ch'n fried seitan and russian teacakes. Lemme tell you, there is nothing more heartwarming than seeing a foot-long <a href="http://www.fieldroast.com/products.htm">Field Roast</a> being carved on a wooden block, then passed around the table. These are my people.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8FE5vFEZb3Gc8A9n8I6xLHHTkKOfhHSJlv6XAkz2s5tJ9c-ZUj7tLgpl_v02SA67NhyuJdiLRWBm2KWlQ8QVZu8NV0cZ7X3oz2y3jQjqlGbKriI3obcW0b1so9T180k1Vu742/s1600-h/2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8FE5vFEZb3Gc8A9n8I6xLHHTkKOfhHSJlv6XAkz2s5tJ9c-ZUj7tLgpl_v02SA67NhyuJdiLRWBm2KWlQ8QVZu8NV0cZ7X3oz2y3jQjqlGbKriI3obcW0b1so9T180k1Vu742/s400/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289033094761194850" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">After arriving in Seattle safely through the pass we played a show at the Sunset with our friends <a href="http://www.myspace.com/arbitraitor">Arbitron</a>, seen above. Picture an explosion. Except for instead of running, you hang out to see what will happen. You're glad you stayed, even though you sustained something.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivL-KXead9TRwzl9uxlV5AC4wgEDxbzH1RwYogll9H64DM7yiZIg1Yk6hNbFQZv2bUNCgTiPW44pGQUDxRdZE8k1ZDA7VrQRfq8aelsLQM-WAHfi_EUaYOApql55gu7WgdxyXM/s1600-h/3.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivL-KXead9TRwzl9uxlV5AC4wgEDxbzH1RwYogll9H64DM7yiZIg1Yk6hNbFQZv2bUNCgTiPW44pGQUDxRdZE8k1ZDA7VrQRfq8aelsLQM-WAHfi_EUaYOApql55gu7WgdxyXM/s400/3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289034529740260146" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />Also sharing the bill were the awesome <a href="http://www.myspace.com/leshatnoir">Le Shat Noir</a> (whom I was unable to photograph during their set so they kindly posed here). But several photos would be required. The keyboardist has some sort of remote control unit, and is therefore able to wheel around his keys on a walker, moving around pinball-style while the singer Doug pitches himself into the audience. All this and great songs too. You can listen to them live on <a href="http://kexp.org/">KEXP</a> on 2/28.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkJgqq7gvZz3UxYU_CY4n2RWNjVlBh63RaTnfaNp9UXUMn5gjtAZ6rT6CuydY5L0sAbvlq2IXfjFHx2G9nkwfew6m3f3g6o5qHjGQcIYn_JwnqtJVw-H1-MnCnQ0GzDq0Nrhit/s1600-h/4.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkJgqq7gvZz3UxYU_CY4n2RWNjVlBh63RaTnfaNp9UXUMn5gjtAZ6rT6CuydY5L0sAbvlq2IXfjFHx2G9nkwfew6m3f3g6o5qHjGQcIYn_JwnqtJVw-H1-MnCnQ0GzDq0Nrhit/s400/4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289035724051315330" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />Soon thereafter Seattle had the worst snowstorm, or the best, as your view may be, since forever or when I was a kid. When it started, we were like, oh, yeah, this is Seattle, it will be gone by noon. Syba immediately took advantage and shoved her face into it as if it were goat droppings (as seen above).<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMFl-LG_SAY2qtAGu4VFYOTvXeLHGNb1QJiKLk4myU8KEXHMEWZlP1632MWy8mQTKam0CHQzIww2sMHXeOKlSwhvtuhKJ2uM4GSmtGtpxMPQLv0GtWkLDbL82c2sGCCiJLCGaD/s1600-h/5.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMFl-LG_SAY2qtAGu4VFYOTvXeLHGNb1QJiKLk4myU8KEXHMEWZlP1632MWy8mQTKam0CHQzIww2sMHXeOKlSwhvtuhKJ2uM4GSmtGtpxMPQLv0GtWkLDbL82c2sGCCiJLCGaD/s400/5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289036181496322690" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">I took advantage by gathering clean snow for snow soup, which in my mind, is snow, vanilla, soy milk, and sugar. It was delicious. The picture above is pre-soup.<br /><br />I also made a snowwoman complete with a full-sized head and anatomically correct chestage, however, there was an accident overnight, and I had to redo the head the following morning.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuh16J5dA_-ada14w_7wL11XJBDvUpz6Qr9wu2UtfA47xvbWpY1ikxqHxrDc7PzyeKWpvNTU-J90DFVif-my_ThuFZiYXGTlC81YfA691CUs8FX-L0vT6Kz9B3OwuYRbKHb3y2/s1600-h/7.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuh16J5dA_-ada14w_7wL11XJBDvUpz6Qr9wu2UtfA47xvbWpY1ikxqHxrDc7PzyeKWpvNTU-J90DFVif-my_ThuFZiYXGTlC81YfA691CUs8FX-L0vT6Kz9B3OwuYRbKHb3y2/s400/7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289036720767878130" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />Needless to say, I was cold and not as ambitious as the night before.<br /><br />Syba did her usually running in circles and snow-bathing.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SWZuxal6g2I/AAAAAAAACa4/ZAGo2aQogHQ/s1600-h/6.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SWZuxal6g2I/AAAAAAAACa4/ZAGo2aQogHQ/s400/6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289036607624217442" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7OVTGLI09mSmkhVtOG8-zAfBP33_WQzo8v2C0RHEsOctguEnO7rJ1PV4P_v54gOrBQjcZlXH_hSz6y3U0XVX9-gJ_sYIOHrhdlCm2cwEPBRtkOTm-jXjU_JaqnELXDlOYT8Eh/s1600-h/8.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7OVTGLI09mSmkhVtOG8-zAfBP33_WQzo8v2C0RHEsOctguEnO7rJ1PV4P_v54gOrBQjcZlXH_hSz6y3U0XVX9-gJ_sYIOHrhdlCm2cwEPBRtkOTm-jXjU_JaqnELXDlOYT8Eh/s400/8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289036958086960962" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">We decided to put the plastic lid of a garbage can to use and sled down my old hill. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SWZvZMVB9iI/AAAAAAAACbQ/v2yEKk8tM2E/s1600-h/9.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SWZvZMVB9iI/AAAAAAAACbQ/v2yEKk8tM2E/s400/9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289037290990073378" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Rob wasn't as enthused as I, but eventually saw the benefits.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEYYrfmWo_dI3CNTdGhhH1WyjwEQOIGB-yG5X2rEwNGtpY6xH-VsYTCga7nAWNAez8eMcqtdfKIuKvJEfY0laVTlO62-ydHy9qhnCEFVYLf7AejChkRtE7TiEz784T7HOmd2o_/s1600-h/11.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEYYrfmWo_dI3CNTdGhhH1WyjwEQOIGB-yG5X2rEwNGtpY6xH-VsYTCga7nAWNAez8eMcqtdfKIuKvJEfY0laVTlO62-ydHy9qhnCEFVYLf7AejChkRtE7TiEz784T7HOmd2o_/s400/11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289037418658882850" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">There is something about snow and cold that says to me, "Eleni, eat fat and sugar." To honor this request, I made a series of veggie pot pies (pictured below), cakes, cookies, and lasagne alfredos. To illustrate 'cause and effect,' my body stored some of these meals in the form of 13 additional pounds over my arrival-weight. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXDWnc6ZIvFg-_KN5_R0UmgOcXeqF5YB_bByoQ9aw_EoelYH1MS6LCWWuDef89JLmrrNepGT_mrYbm_jHKnCQoiCgivf4oUGfr4Cmb3uep1l8AGImQxHr7iWe0t_aIKAnbD7zl/s1600-h/12.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXDWnc6ZIvFg-_KN5_R0UmgOcXeqF5YB_bByoQ9aw_EoelYH1MS6LCWWuDef89JLmrrNepGT_mrYbm_jHKnCQoiCgivf4oUGfr4Cmb3uep1l8AGImQxHr7iWe0t_aIKAnbD7zl/s400/12.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289037566793202434" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Next we went to Rainier, Washington to see Rob's family. Given my dedication to eating, we should have walked. Weston barely made it up the driveway and we all had to pile in to get him to the house. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SWZvxBbx8XI/AAAAAAAACbo/rMp8VA7iszQ/s1600-h/13.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SWZvxBbx8XI/AAAAAAAACbo/rMp8VA7iszQ/s400/13.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289037700382454130" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">I have never made a gingerbread house from scratch. Every year I announce, "I'm going to make a gingerbread house" (to rob). Then it does not happen, and of course, by 12/26, it's too late. Sure, when I was a kid I made the lame cop-out graham cracker house. But that's nothing. Luckily, Rob's ma not only knows how to make a gingerbread house, but she showed me the magic of the pie cutter thingy and one other trick I'm forgetting.<br /><br />These are all her house pieces she made, baked. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDNF3mRC1vtaQ1f9UoyvrBAMGAWMws-Cyx5SKcvhcEc-rejaIlAV-hZsolP0xctCChX5WDC5-Fpxszv3TWfd5_NEJVEqKxq9PGDSVT6QLkVDayQJFup_jFtggys_dkXTDVG-6J/s1600-h/14.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDNF3mRC1vtaQ1f9UoyvrBAMGAWMws-Cyx5SKcvhcEc-rejaIlAV-hZsolP0xctCChX5WDC5-Fpxszv3TWfd5_NEJVEqKxq9PGDSVT6QLkVDayQJFup_jFtggys_dkXTDVG-6J/s400/14.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289037822962596034" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">She made an extra wall in case of accidents. </span><span style="font-family:arial;">Or because she knew we'd be "helping." Here is Rob with his sister, Melanie. For someone who had resisted the idea of making the house, Rob seemed kinda serious about it. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqd_yRgsBFAmsk0O3SYJeTqhUAuZwM417hM1slDbxUxrcnbrdIIi-5UYCwiIrqI9RRDhjQMOlVYPO-Degkh1h-M7YK22E6sp7HI-rxHYuxKzR94xAdNB5gqBDaltZQnckMWmb5/s1600-h/15.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqd_yRgsBFAmsk0O3SYJeTqhUAuZwM417hM1slDbxUxrcnbrdIIi-5UYCwiIrqI9RRDhjQMOlVYPO-Degkh1h-M7YK22E6sp7HI-rxHYuxKzR94xAdNB5gqBDaltZQnckMWmb5/s400/15.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289040398291427634" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Here is Margaret (sister-in law), Sue (ma) me, and Melanie</span>.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKyPc_I9KznhJXYV_Uob1JSFva09gLWFHiRdGKst87topTNuyfhTzItvJNLlhyphenhyphenL8grf0_Us7IP6OLcuV6BJQmGnFXbR8lLyIRgTdzLAdVYIVSCcr7tEhZJ0y23hJNNITG3DigA/s1600-h/16.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKyPc_I9KznhJXYV_Uob1JSFva09gLWFHiRdGKst87topTNuyfhTzItvJNLlhyphenhyphenL8grf0_Us7IP6OLcuV6BJQmGnFXbR8lLyIRgTdzLAdVYIVSCcr7tEhZJ0y23hJNNITG3DigA/s400/16.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289040518045284338" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Below, house in progress. Tall glasses are inside so it will stand up. It was almost a vegan house, too...I think there was only one stray apple ring & marshmallow smoke that had gelatin. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIafiDiCC9MnyvyA5v0e2j3-gE4bdcxSlm5nvTcqkzwqXHzvf7bL8FXRZRlZZgxJNOWH4AenMn9WacRW-nVAeAifJCfcHcXOjiXgj6EupEXuUHJl75DhKJ9ybaggqbdHIiB3OT/s1600-h/17.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIafiDiCC9MnyvyA5v0e2j3-gE4bdcxSlm5nvTcqkzwqXHzvf7bL8FXRZRlZZgxJNOWH4AenMn9WacRW-nVAeAifJCfcHcXOjiXgj6EupEXuUHJl75DhKJ9ybaggqbdHIiB3OT/s400/17.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289040625403246658" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">And, o'course, the completed home. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzYO7GuOeMlx6MeTmG-qmMhyphenhyphenmbM3KDJssjMQT-SmDvkR-saFjyzPihyA32mFwiFsaZwcGGVXt8STZesfnTwoq_wmzYhyphenhyphenCUfPvvv3bH0lH_MpBivb5ZOa54vLrRSa-6b1hc-EAe/s1600-h/18.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzYO7GuOeMlx6MeTmG-qmMhyphenhyphenmbM3KDJssjMQT-SmDvkR-saFjyzPihyA32mFwiFsaZwcGGVXt8STZesfnTwoq_wmzYhyphenhyphenCUfPvvv3bH0lH_MpBivb5ZOa54vLrRSa-6b1hc-EAe/s400/18.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289040746244650850" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Ever since this trip began, Rob has been craving pumpkin pie. Rob's ma kindly made a few vegan pies, including the apple one. I also made another veggie pot pie. She has this great stoneware that makes me never want to use the metallic crap again. She said it makes them bake evenly. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SWZzk2P5gMI/AAAAAAAACcY/4ojqSAjFVUs/s1600-h/20.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SWZzk2P5gMI/AAAAAAAACcY/4ojqSAjFVUs/s400/20.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289041889267908802" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">As part of our Seattle trip it is necessary to eat at certain vegan establishments. One of these was <a href="http://www.hillsidequickie.com/">Hillside Quickie</a>. To my horror, they were out of the Gyros that day. However, this forced me to actually try something different. I had this chipotle cilantro wonderment that was a New Taste.<br /><br />After this, I was determined to make the cilantro sauce. I bought some cilantro, Veganaise, and chipotle sauce, and brought these to Rainier. Unfortunately, in my haste I had picked up Italian Parsley instead of cilantro, and was quite disburbed (culinarily). But, in making lemonade out of lemons, I made this casserole anyhow, and it was pretty filling and melty-good. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrw7SkYI0GK6_qapejwxFQihRnoKXARrTuLrlLrLO5BLcRPXhnde8gL0RdwSShj-86yj9CUWV09u0z7yDiy6mBuYcft3fDoYjoGLvxHDm7ewHucWvipPQEq-BoiBwDBJjFRKiI/s1600-h/19.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrw7SkYI0GK6_qapejwxFQihRnoKXARrTuLrlLrLO5BLcRPXhnde8gL0RdwSShj-86yj9CUWV09u0z7yDiy6mBuYcft3fDoYjoGLvxHDm7ewHucWvipPQEq-BoiBwDBJjFRKiI/s400/19.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289042350010763330" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">I can't recall exactly what I put in this, but it included torillas, beans, a veganaise/chipotle/garlic/nutritional yeast/salsa mixture, olives, corn, onions, and tomato sauce.<br /><br />Did you know that goats eat evergreen trees? Me neither. But now it is documented, right on Rob's family farm.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbG4ScXG5tZ7rnhyphenhyphenBxI3Jc-CXXkThsbuQPvgAm5uOvjz_i332pSLo0zyCkWJIxLm-4D6cFLbDurelPJdD2TJY4vmFDcoZskbhMD0MaXGWdHoRyhUr4G45E5IKNDoi0RvHzWHl9/s1600-h/21.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbG4ScXG5tZ7rnhyphenhyphenBxI3Jc-CXXkThsbuQPvgAm5uOvjz_i332pSLo0zyCkWJIxLm-4D6cFLbDurelPJdD2TJY4vmFDcoZskbhMD0MaXGWdHoRyhUr4G45E5IKNDoi0RvHzWHl9/s400/21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289043260050389218" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Syba has some neurosis, including fear of bicycles, water bottles, Weston, and horses. We can now officially add goats and cows to the list. She was very suspicious of the goats and after a few days drummed up the courage to sniff them nose-to-nose style, albeit with a slight growl of confidence. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimgQy9-u6Gv8TDutxceXgbFZ-kz_hSIsZnfcXU82VnonyJbnKDlnWf_XqCfeBrUGGV-CsiK5RM_xLwG1i8jP_IrOGDUc_u6NkgLf_EhfJOGQqJzwsW6sMYZrkgzR7hqV2Vy5HH/s1600-h/22.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimgQy9-u6Gv8TDutxceXgbFZ-kz_hSIsZnfcXU82VnonyJbnKDlnWf_XqCfeBrUGGV-CsiK5RM_xLwG1i8jP_IrOGDUc_u6NkgLf_EhfJOGQqJzwsW6sMYZrkgzR7hqV2Vy5HH/s400/22.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289043984391352786" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">We met some calves as well. When another cow mooed, Syba ran for the house with her tail between her legs, looking back several times to ensure the cow was not following. It was a pretty intimidating moo. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SWZ2B-ZGcUI/AAAAAAAACc4/oOujLOT6swg/s1600-h/23.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SWZ2B-ZGcUI/AAAAAAAACc4/oOujLOT6swg/s400/23.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289044588693451074" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Back in Seattle, we visited our friends Lynn and Tom, who share their home with urban chickens (Tom's lap). </span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiapAryckc-7lRuWKJuBcivlk-JWA5NJprSkrETQ71ah8AFtKp5qx8p3O9fhUXWz0LZtckbHUWNdA9X2KQIH5M5I1F2YUhBAfGPDmNSut3D6oo58n-oBtE4C5l3kKkWt53RKzYF/s1600-h/25.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiapAryckc-7lRuWKJuBcivlk-JWA5NJprSkrETQ71ah8AFtKp5qx8p3O9fhUXWz0LZtckbHUWNdA9X2KQIH5M5I1F2YUhBAfGPDmNSut3D6oo58n-oBtE4C5l3kKkWt53RKzYF/s400/25.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289045863026801698" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiis3d8eplueYydtu7lkQ2hrNqV-35DUYVfol8T9dLg8yLr4a7t15PN1wef4HN8liFWHACcjoqFaaVhOFWU0KWi40TLknnNWXFsrXcV1yoPcjGdKCnmfh89Zll3WnvucGWXskLm/s1600-h/26.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiis3d8eplueYydtu7lkQ2hrNqV-35DUYVfol8T9dLg8yLr4a7t15PN1wef4HN8liFWHACcjoqFaaVhOFWU0KWi40TLknnNWXFsrXcV1yoPcjGdKCnmfh89Zll3WnvucGWXskLm/s400/26.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289046088875551906" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Usually the chickens are kept outside, on the ground, but it was particularly cold this night. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SWZ30UPP8TI/AAAAAAAACdQ/YCKOg63ee6M/s1600-h/27.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SWZ30UPP8TI/AAAAAAAACdQ/YCKOg63ee6M/s400/27.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289046553062797618" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Due to the snow, we had to postpone and cancel a lot of visits. We really did have a white x-mas this year. I made pancakes and hashbrowns. I seasoned the hashbrowns with these life-saving spices <a href="http://rockinthestove.com/">Chef Shirle</a> sent us, Somach and Smoked Paprika.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTOdrw6wv1LzVKRUZnmZhbA5WcAP72I4q7237cmUqmw87YiNYshXLV9g4Y3Tynh9ZTRMNueb9nXHDkyl9p66b8jF0YEtmEbukLZf5_Ue7qlikiXwbWKxHa0VWYGQoNC1-16wQ8/s1600-h/28.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTOdrw6wv1LzVKRUZnmZhbA5WcAP72I4q7237cmUqmw87YiNYshXLV9g4Y3Tynh9ZTRMNueb9nXHDkyl9p66b8jF0YEtmEbukLZf5_Ue7qlikiXwbWKxHa0VWYGQoNC1-16wQ8/s400/28.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289047437396446786" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />I tried to google "Somach spice" because I'd never heard of it, and google asks me, "do you mean stomach spice?" and yields no useful results. Whatever it is, it's damned good and tangy. I also used this in my last veggie pot pie, which really brought the roux alive.<br /><br />While in Seattle we worked on a few new songs. It's pretty hard to find opportunities to set up the whole kit and practice. One time we asked the club if we could play early. So it was nice to set up in the living room and have a most enthused audience member (Nana).<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SWZ4w6TjPnI/AAAAAAAACdg/1P_K46LYqDQ/s1600-h/29.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SWZ4w6TjPnI/AAAAAAAACdg/1P_K46LYqDQ/s400/29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289047594073538162" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">During one song she invented this sitting dance I'm going to call The Nana which involves a jerky opening of both arms while simultaneously rolling up eyes and opening mouth. It was awesome and I love her for it. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvAxQTogR4BNlbICR8_ESseVlwejNlsM5TVyxA5jK2Ze6alye-jGOyvHFq7yj0HFTw0WEb7ZzbRcSiMx_4WUpZEJnaAKCOgyLE6ZqThA7bLlvV7603mdpfvu7nSSTPfZS55_rg/s1600-h/31.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvAxQTogR4BNlbICR8_ESseVlwejNlsM5TVyxA5jK2Ze6alye-jGOyvHFq7yj0HFTw0WEb7ZzbRcSiMx_4WUpZEJnaAKCOgyLE6ZqThA7bLlvV7603mdpfvu7nSSTPfZS55_rg/s400/31.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289047762944559474" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVH3f1NLIOz97c28DGPvD-dMxNaVp5PYPkJKpo_EEzhw5w9J4D7SaJYUKkzT5n295g5v0WnbBcCExEVVcjSTbhJ7uTVXA5PjY03vsADw8NXeYrdtNb45Hvs74CJ-ArFvM0nQ5b/s1600-h/DSCF0089.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVH3f1NLIOz97c28DGPvD-dMxNaVp5PYPkJKpo_EEzhw5w9J4D7SaJYUKkzT5n295g5v0WnbBcCExEVVcjSTbhJ7uTVXA5PjY03vsADw8NXeYrdtNb45Hvs74CJ-ArFvM0nQ5b/s400/DSCF0089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289048779361653202" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Speaking o' family, our show at Le Voyeur was surprisingly attended by some Shelton and Woodinville family members...as well as Rob's family</span>. <span style="font-family:arial;"> As you may discern from the pictures, it was cooler than a tofu-locker back there.<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgipB9k2b3jjeRSk3mXrI8n5KkvwC1RqUlJ81ggX0agoUKmzrnxS6yDkr2Vhl-HsYB4z4Kop-imYn-VteROnVlEW3siJkWS3VI3kcL26xu2_3AVka_FzRgb4LOz1P_cyqYd1hYe/s1600-h/32.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgipB9k2b3jjeRSk3mXrI8n5KkvwC1RqUlJ81ggX0agoUKmzrnxS6yDkr2Vhl-HsYB4z4Kop-imYn-VteROnVlEW3siJkWS3VI3kcL26xu2_3AVka_FzRgb4LOz1P_cyqYd1hYe/s400/32.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289049314623514562" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Photo by Margaret Gilbirde.</span></span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirgUfbkkjBsWZYZ7BGckHkBB1SJmMy6X-vvmeT__HzVQSb-goPsIJbB2Tt0QcjABqb5OqF-62l2vCPrhBpDtgGHQNIREmWIRGaS3PfNme_Xj9hRdxLjWiOb1zs-fZZwTbM402A/s1600-h/32a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirgUfbkkjBsWZYZ7BGckHkBB1SJmMy6X-vvmeT__HzVQSb-goPsIJbB2Tt0QcjABqb5OqF-62l2vCPrhBpDtgGHQNIREmWIRGaS3PfNme_Xj9hRdxLjWiOb1zs-fZZwTbM402A/s400/32a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289049394632557602" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">Photo by Melanie Gilbride. </span><br /></div><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">We played first, because, well, it would have been late for some of our family.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTpgWpvVzs922G0-mCZY728_PbSvdvZ5ltnGjaLB_1PoZid4o8qQ18V1rdRrVH8MWpxzYSJlZdq32RXhHyvaiJIMOuopS8cckjktH8wpNHLQTNh1U6jgY5LNrex5iMpDhVp_7R/s1600-h/33.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTpgWpvVzs922G0-mCZY728_PbSvdvZ5ltnGjaLB_1PoZid4o8qQ18V1rdRrVH8MWpxzYSJlZdq32RXhHyvaiJIMOuopS8cckjktH8wpNHLQTNh1U6jgY5LNrex5iMpDhVp_7R/s400/33.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289049561264911074" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Following us solo-<a href="http://www.myspace.com/youngmothersmusic">Young Mothers</a> performed with and around the audience. We're playing with them (full-band-style) in Tucson. Great songwriting & performance + nice fella = we like.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjze2lYsHUb987rpKsh6lCGygpI2HO52S7b6XgCYE2gy9PaGIhhCyN2WeWUc4mvbJsOzBE8sXv9DBTXjuClGrwsMR3gANyMtYLB7UtufdEMoEoSukoYY_LwPpHCNIe68JA_v-oX/s1600-h/34.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjze2lYsHUb987rpKsh6lCGygpI2HO52S7b6XgCYE2gy9PaGIhhCyN2WeWUc4mvbJsOzBE8sXv9DBTXjuClGrwsMR3gANyMtYLB7UtufdEMoEoSukoYY_LwPpHCNIe68JA_v-oX/s400/34.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289050416358843394" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">We were excited to share the floor with<a href="http://www.myspace.com/clawform"> Clawform</a>, aka our little Durham eyeball Colin, who brought his black metal badness to the show. Ending the night was another of Ian's projects, which, when I asked him the name, he replied "I don't know." However, by the end of the night, he did in fact have a name, which I remember being catchy, but forgot it.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SWZ7ejh55UI/AAAAAAAACeY/zISIvWgabAk/s1600-h/35.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SWZ7ejh55UI/AAAAAAAACeY/zISIvWgabAk/s400/35.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289050577256965442" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">In any case, who needs a name when you have dueling/dueting metal (black metal?) droning violins?<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNOt5ieEwGyVEVb5aT0XTM6Uelq4TB4FY3OB1IQjF1dCpqx3UqqCZ0rbtLT_KxLrcSNbdmuuUr0GeROtIMsxiS5wco3gMCe1fbQ6ZAnXnAJNsWYgg9K51XMT8Zlio6MAQT7Mmj/s1600-h/36.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNOt5ieEwGyVEVb5aT0XTM6Uelq4TB4FY3OB1IQjF1dCpqx3UqqCZ0rbtLT_KxLrcSNbdmuuUr0GeROtIMsxiS5wco3gMCe1fbQ6ZAnXnAJNsWYgg9K51XMT8Zlio6MAQT7Mmj/s400/36.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289051589294279602" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">The next night we played in Portland at The Know. It was an early show set to end at 10:30 pm. Pictured above are <a href="http://www.myspace.com/paperbrain">Paper Brain</a>, who will be releasing an album soon, stay tuned.<br /><br />We also played with <a href="http://www.myspace.com/babiesgotrabiesmusic">Babies Got Rabies</a>, a fun switch-a-roonie band short a member that night but still sounding full.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SWZ8zCdqaEI/AAAAAAAACeo/QeWdvXV-emg/s1600-h/37.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SWZ8zCdqaEI/AAAAAAAACeo/QeWdvXV-emg/s400/37.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289052028669683778" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Luckily our good friend tofu-mama hooked us up with his friends in Portland and we stayed a few nights in a grand old house nearby everything with nice, nice folks. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">So I'm in Portland, the land of Vegan shangri-la, and haven't even mentioned vegan cupcakes.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SWZ9Cvuk2-I/AAAAAAAACew/f-LYKfEF_zw/s1600-h/38.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SWZ9Cvuk2-I/AAAAAAAACew/f-LYKfEF_zw/s400/38.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289052298518256610" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Here you see the result of a cupcake being so good that I forget to take a picture of it until half-way through. This was a pink-flavored cupcake. The frosting firm, but giving. Moist cupette.<br /><br />Later that night, I screened my film at <a href="http://www.sweetpeabaking.com/">Sweet Pea Bakery</a> where this cupcake lived its short life. <a href="http://www.herbivoreclothing.com/">Herbivore</a>, who some of you might know as the coolest-coolest place to accesorize veg-style, was kind enough to get the word out about the screening, and, not evident from this photo, the room was full o' people and also cupcakes. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SWZ-HY0LKxI/AAAAAAAACe4/8X62R05WBso/s1600-h/39.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SWZ-HY0LKxI/AAAAAAAACe4/8X62R05WBso/s400/39.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289053477778696978" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">I forgot to take pictures of some of our visits, but this is it in a candy-coated nutshell. We're off to Forest Grove and then south from there, which will be good as the skies have been grey and misty every day. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Oh...and I forgot to mention that in December I also screened the documentary at Seattle Pacific University, the University of Puget Sound (Tacoma) and at my alma mater, the University of Washington (at which were mom, Nana, and Allen).<br /><br /><a href="http://blowupradio.tripod.com/review_top50_2008.html">Blow Up Radio</a> (NJ) voted <span style="font-style: italic;">Blender Theory</span> as one of the top 50 releases of 2008, and I think we made some kind of WXDU top 66 and Ross list too. Thank you, list makers!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.theolympian.com/nightlife/story/713831.html">The Olympian</a> also wrote a feature about our tour. We forgot to pick up a paper, so if anyone has a copy let us know.....<br /><br />ox<br />bingeoid<br /><br />PS - an important PS to Durham and Triangle-ites. <br /><br />There is a benefit show on Friday at BCHQ with some amazing bands for an amazing person, Alex. He has been wonderfully supportive of the music and arts community, and you might have heard of his company, <a href="http://urbanfootprintfilms.com/">Urban Footprint Films</a>. Please show your love...here is the post by Midtown Dickens:<br /><br /><a href="http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendID=18430528&blogID=462182942">http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendID=18430528&blogID=462182942</a><br /><br /><br /></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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Boulder, Colorado takes your breath away, literally, due to the high altitude. We went to <a href="http://www.bouldercolorado.gov/index.php?option=com_content&task=view&id=2996&Itemid=1035">Chautauqua Park</a> and hiked part way up this mountain (Rob and Syba, exhibit A, below).<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SSswQhq1QlI/AAAAAAAAB2g/jIILJMx16n4/s1600-h/a1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SSswQhq1QlI/AAAAAAAAB2g/jIILJMx16n4/s400/a1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272360849241358930" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;"> </span><span style="font-family:arial;">This is the view from part way up. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcE1QxVPrUm2g9F0bTh_Wy6Ww94f3XSPKAfOhk6HUP_Em7RSUnEchVnnLRKT_FgYR6ACWTUcZ9vNTacteYJzp6ypsE5xDyJF3R7VEuIZgZmblyLwsJKlesMJWm2dh9nLDBflnI/s1600-h/a1a.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcE1QxVPrUm2g9F0bTh_Wy6Ww94f3XSPKAfOhk6HUP_Em7RSUnEchVnnLRKT_FgYR6ACWTUcZ9vNTacteYJzp6ypsE5xDyJF3R7VEuIZgZmblyLwsJKlesMJWm2dh9nLDBflnI/s400/a1a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272361325034837410" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">After a nice hike, it's helpful to use leftover <a href="http://www.veganessentials.com/catalog/soyatoo-whipped-soy-topping.htm">whipped soy topping</a> on freshly pressed coffee. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SSsx4DMTsuI/AAAAAAAAB24/MtDlL_o51G8/s1600-h/a3.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SSsx4DMTsuI/AAAAAAAAB24/MtDlL_o51G8/s400/a3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272362627766661858" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">It's advisable to wash this down with Barbara's banana chocolate chip bread. She and her partner run <a href="http://www.nonviolenceunited.org/veganvideo.html">this company</a>. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5_4y-sG5iS25UoLIgXeBQvAyGufZDF911MMVUyEuYMeLUrtLU9zDT0N0yP6VTFf31W3bGykZPXMq4JZlS4cda8mgQveRy6DRwaS8zyHgyc-0cZAuixFwgysU_SZ0aFXy4pNUS/s1600-h/a2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5_4y-sG5iS25UoLIgXeBQvAyGufZDF911MMVUyEuYMeLUrtLU9zDT0N0yP6VTFf31W3bGykZPXMq4JZlS4cda8mgQveRy6DRwaS8zyHgyc-0cZAuixFwgysU_SZ0aFXy4pNUS/s400/a2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272361522560808210" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Syba likes bread, but she likes rolling in dead grass better. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg03EI4hlsjZFnhu-y-2mSytb-n58ICpXWteldJlNtUgrCykxcf_PCYg_8_YlcriNjT-jeFYrnxIPRky1dcOzbaeI1SS9GO-TZ-ynp429u2Qv12XhFlVgpwB20XJLBMdZK68r4_/s1600-h/a4.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg03EI4hlsjZFnhu-y-2mSytb-n58ICpXWteldJlNtUgrCykxcf_PCYg_8_YlcriNjT-jeFYrnxIPRky1dcOzbaeI1SS9GO-TZ-ynp429u2Qv12XhFlVgpwB20XJLBMdZK68r4_/s400/a4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272363945381607698" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Classic reststop shot.<br /><br />We recommend the Rocket Room. Nice staff, you're paid, AND you get your name on the marquee.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzDVsNWkkufD62VapvFGEQi56w3I1L-VPCyaksHiWSIWF9iUMhuT8GrZaKl2RzMAgpfq_wGR2hY_k9xzAxG9D_SrY4V_tQaIsDmC5Aqavsdedf40T40z5BsAHfGx5LJNgrbT_g/s1600-h/a5.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzDVsNWkkufD62VapvFGEQi56w3I1L-VPCyaksHiWSIWF9iUMhuT8GrZaKl2RzMAgpfq_wGR2hY_k9xzAxG9D_SrY4V_tQaIsDmC5Aqavsdedf40T40z5BsAHfGx5LJNgrbT_g/s400/a5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272365013421517058" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">(we are now called AND MORE). We played with <a href="http://www.myspace.com/transitvibes">Transit Vibes</a>:<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtiSGJBiPY_fZrRyTSbdwXbCZS8Biirta0VFQAA5heeBJkdQvWyhitm1W6Smpo4k4eRbwhpE9ks6MJf_xgC868K-K3SWlb_rt5rxCoL_07RpjFWngdcAnO6pUM3BKlXDfGA3Hk/s1600-h/a6.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtiSGJBiPY_fZrRyTSbdwXbCZS8Biirta0VFQAA5heeBJkdQvWyhitm1W6Smpo4k4eRbwhpE9ks6MJf_xgC868K-K3SWlb_rt5rxCoL_07RpjFWngdcAnO6pUM3BKlXDfGA3Hk/s400/a6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272365390089917538" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">and MORE:<br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuYLAahX09-ghchdcv4E82jh01-zW1BRzaZ3XhxlvXXM1U24wN5KrXSZ23JTlGrl0nUcoZEetVIVM05akaxQwYPP318KHerWMhtLJ5B3mksDTNKMNw3OOlTp0gy0DTivBhCOyq/s1600-h/a7.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuYLAahX09-ghchdcv4E82jh01-zW1BRzaZ3XhxlvXXM1U24wN5KrXSZ23JTlGrl0nUcoZEetVIVM05akaxQwYPP318KHerWMhtLJ5B3mksDTNKMNw3OOlTp0gy0DTivBhCOyq/s400/a7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272365549690289938" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">This is DJ Juicebox (Chris Bullock). Thanks to the Colorado Springs Independent for <a href="http://www.csindy.com/gyrobase/Content?oid=oid%3A32172">writing about the show</a>.<br /><br />We changed our name back for our show the next night at the Lion's Lair.<br /></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2RN-Xc2NPMlD4YD6KQD2YjuBswbydvdGWcaqkwYz1K-d4WUw21_HK5Uc6PMYcUMcnx2yJdLovK5Z5IV1HN6YnpHaylfnQGJbLJNpLWtp8vFudDgiki6mTScmT4SIX0wbShtaQ/s1600-h/a8.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2RN-Xc2NPMlD4YD6KQD2YjuBswbydvdGWcaqkwYz1K-d4WUw21_HK5Uc6PMYcUMcnx2yJdLovK5Z5IV1HN6YnpHaylfnQGJbLJNpLWtp8vFudDgiki6mTScmT4SIX0wbShtaQ/s400/a8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272365703123608482" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Though the folks were nice, I don't recommend playing here, survival-wise. The show started pretty late after a jazz band played. Despite there being about 20 people at $7 each in attendance on a Sunday night, we weren't paid. According to the sound person, </span><span style="font-family:arial;">we were lucky: even though he didn't make his full $75, he wasn't going to charge the bands for the remainder.<br /><br />To be fair to the club, they were very up front about the payment policy and also were extremely clear that you would need locals on the bill in order to draw. This would be a better place to play from Wed - Sat, and/or with a larger draw.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;">The Jazz band had an awesome double bass player. Enough said. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWRSIU1lmrsm9-P_UIfe_CIuiBUIShYQWDk6wGWnVeZ2VJQZqbK9AXgtRyW57EdmGoLJfhonpCAGsxcVbt0vZmmEBnaRxm9ScnIieePxImutN_omWorQvFVrssLn8W5TWSFZmb/s1600-h/a9.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWRSIU1lmrsm9-P_UIfe_CIuiBUIShYQWDk6wGWnVeZ2VJQZqbK9AXgtRyW57EdmGoLJfhonpCAGsxcVbt0vZmmEBnaRxm9ScnIieePxImutN_omWorQvFVrssLn8W5TWSFZmb/s400/a9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272370006460850626" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />We played with <a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.myspace.com/gatanegrarock">Gata Negra</a>, which reminded me a little bit of the early Seattle riot grrl music,<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRFZLeb9adjIuhI6ZpWYc0q1uCUjpLBvX7Mdh8ms6DfTtRZijRrvPrk_G5mfWwRKC7IPDQwK_QmHoqM1UBDUADfV05txlWuN0a15bBYI8Ww9UpeDlZKgqS7MuN61u5K5YNg9dK/s1600-h/a91.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRFZLeb9adjIuhI6ZpWYc0q1uCUjpLBvX7Mdh8ms6DfTtRZijRrvPrk_G5mfWwRKC7IPDQwK_QmHoqM1UBDUADfV05txlWuN0a15bBYI8Ww9UpeDlZKgqS7MuN61u5K5YNg9dK/s400/a91.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272370267066381714" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">and the <a href="http://www.myspace.com/thefirebird4000project">Firebird 4000 project</a>, who were a creative duo that will be hitting the road for a year as well. Mostly rock climbing, but they'll be booking shows out East too, so stay tuned.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdClb1luv9c5WjVhOxQcEf-8TZ55N1bUmmPon2UppRiI0e8Wm5qhTi0ioLNSnX5QLqWpgApEiCMBZatdkiuccKwr_sX3Q00j7uFL5j7bZWAd9Fok-c27NACSj4CUU8jLGhfsnK/s1600-h/a12.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdClb1luv9c5WjVhOxQcEf-8TZ55N1bUmmPon2UppRiI0e8Wm5qhTi0ioLNSnX5QLqWpgApEiCMBZatdkiuccKwr_sX3Q00j7uFL5j7bZWAd9Fok-c27NACSj4CUU8jLGhfsnK/s400/a12.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272370487786554818" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Here we are with our newly named band, the Broncos: </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SSs4637AryI/AAAAAAAAB34/p9se1xlUrL4/s1600-h/a11.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SSs4637AryI/AAAAAAAAB34/p9se1xlUrL4/s400/a11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272370372862324514" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">After Denver, we headed to Fort Collins, CO. After screening my film at the university (for the philosophy club) we headed to Wyoming. At the Walmart we were woken up and faced with our first hecklers. "What're you doing in there?" (trying to sleep) and "We know why the windows are steamed up!" (boiling water for tea to stay warm). But they were clever, indeed. After that same night, the first snow:<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju4StSlJq5FVLWLIH1NHfuTUBMHG4Gwk-tAtCScKEquHu-43Guipl3mS5KsATEAJ8zlOCa74TlGZ5gd8prNM3PfbyTk25Ieu0L1Xv2zWRYbf8IyS2hWr3oYAVNpal3MlalL7x2/s1600-h/a13.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju4StSlJq5FVLWLIH1NHfuTUBMHG4Gwk-tAtCScKEquHu-43Guipl3mS5KsATEAJ8zlOCa74TlGZ5gd8prNM3PfbyTk25Ieu0L1Xv2zWRYbf8IyS2hWr3oYAVNpal3MlalL7x2/s400/a13.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272370851160006578" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">More than a roll in dead grass, Syba loves on the snow.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SSs6D_TZWsI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/t0Hcd65zqzw/s1600-h/a14.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SSs6D_TZWsI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/t0Hcd65zqzw/s400/a14.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272371628974103234" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Making snow-puppies. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWUzBqH0ncNJrFj6JisFWpkOP_GQNEr2IrrPKrxexTRDm0-CauLbFlNkd5cc-PSE8RnM_ev0kkPQHc1_NLPwFatlxz-COgpWI-8X7CLl4Lyt3wAMcTcfwgRntnt8BfBOzn1N48/s1600-h/a14a.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWUzBqH0ncNJrFj6JisFWpkOP_GQNEr2IrrPKrxexTRDm0-CauLbFlNkd5cc-PSE8RnM_ev0kkPQHc1_NLPwFatlxz-COgpWI-8X7CLl4Lyt3wAMcTcfwgRntnt8BfBOzn1N48/s400/a14a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272371828681583186" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Another way to warm up is by cooking breakfast. This is tempeh, sliced thin, marinated first with agave and Bragg's. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcw3yU11XyxL2kCMkmb273b4AK9HI_1YqHmyZu4n7FVmJ6Ezcm5razzaiykQNAviePr1l_V1cNZLeJcUamYD3fQYdkcFVLjlC3umVNuXdDUP8TfTtvxcNk5zVkb4vPBhisspOV/s1600-h/a15.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcw3yU11XyxL2kCMkmb273b4AK9HI_1YqHmyZu4n7FVmJ6Ezcm5razzaiykQNAviePr1l_V1cNZLeJcUamYD3fQYdkcFVLjlC3umVNuXdDUP8TfTtvxcNk5zVkb4vPBhisspOV/s400/a15.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272372071777475122" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Wyoming: </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAzzrvMYXtKVgHBT5xE_zZJm-gV3XyjVOsiUnB5tviZbI77ICISgSlVuyXeabi85AkYyoWSxeHq1Ul1UdcypOrF228tc0JAeooXgRnPH5WIBAeMZz3QHSwMfW8nqlGQDEJYB8D/s1600-h/a16.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAzzrvMYXtKVgHBT5xE_zZJm-gV3XyjVOsiUnB5tviZbI77ICISgSlVuyXeabi85AkYyoWSxeHq1Ul1UdcypOrF228tc0JAeooXgRnPH5WIBAeMZz3QHSwMfW8nqlGQDEJYB8D/s400/a16.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272372536759089826" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I liked the Southern part of the landscape. We didn't find gold, and filed a complaint.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwyMBYo7zivo_Kp_MspgC68AqF5gDuB2R527oXzDF_U4k_5boz8CgT8QQzuDQLZpGq0eTqJ8VpJsZ_t_-SM3cNK7nAJLQ6Ozi_PoZpqBqrsL9v4ql3UOq6Hnc0hAgDtJ1kytmF/s1600-h/a17.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwyMBYo7zivo_Kp_MspgC68AqF5gDuB2R527oXzDF_U4k_5boz8CgT8QQzuDQLZpGq0eTqJ8VpJsZ_t_-SM3cNK7nAJLQ6Ozi_PoZpqBqrsL9v4ql3UOq6Hnc0hAgDtJ1kytmF/s400/a17.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272372973903055858" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">We headed to Laramie to leaflet, then onward to Gillette, Wyoming, to play a show at Primetime Paintball, a paintball-game-shop-turned-skateboard-shop, owned by this nice fella:<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2HxS6odXcZneket8728JDML03dpDdPysV42qoRUF8VxZ953J-OfxMqwll6HFuWRztUC35libbrINgV1ucUj-xAyaHeRrJ2wdDKCHr5Pd95Cy8LEKbvY_c9A5CmZrzmRRk3KkV/s1600-h/a20.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2HxS6odXcZneket8728JDML03dpDdPysV42qoRUF8VxZ953J-OfxMqwll6HFuWRztUC35libbrINgV1ucUj-xAyaHeRrJ2wdDKCHr5Pd95Cy8LEKbvY_c9A5CmZrzmRRk3KkV/s400/a20.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272373331646335970" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Unfortunately, Syba found a lot of pizza on the ground and regifted it all over three separate rugs in the shop. There really was no quicker way to clear out the room, much to the chagrin of the first band. I recommend it to clubs trying to close at night. We played with another touring band (Chicago) called <a href="http://www.myspace.com/mutualdivorce">Mutual Divorce</a>:<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SSs7fbXukOI/AAAAAAAAB44/7tRdRO7KiKA/s1600-h/a19.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SSs7fbXukOI/AAAAAAAAB44/7tRdRO7KiKA/s400/a19.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272373199876559074" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">They had some nice bass line changeup action. The kind folks that set up the show are called the <a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.myspace.com/phantasmagorias">Phantasmagorias</a>. They were a lot of fun and included different instruments and songs about "Big Trucks!" (Travel to Gillette, WY, and you'll see why.)</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5mZ3w0SRZO2FvYpsQRSCLL6WUyID3gmPMU0_X0_g4R1mUPngTntQPEnXIK9hFHPO-eck0OrDZXtRvjRnQvNmo7RkM4JeAiSgRSV5GO4fouernTEr169rpRE7Ffd9q7xIJrqfk/s1600-h/a21.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5mZ3w0SRZO2FvYpsQRSCLL6WUyID3gmPMU0_X0_g4R1mUPngTntQPEnXIK9hFHPO-eck0OrDZXtRvjRnQvNmo7RkM4JeAiSgRSV5GO4fouernTEr169rpRE7Ffd9q7xIJrqfk/s400/a21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272373429612503746" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Our next stop, leafleting-style, was Billings, Montana. Here is Rob in action with team Syba:<br /></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SSs9tGgOSrI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/cYb1ZgUjMoo/s1600-h/a23.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SSs9tGgOSrI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/cYb1ZgUjMoo/s400/a23.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272375633816472242" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">It really can't get much cuter than this. Who wouldn't take a leaflet? </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWQhSv2QoJye7lSK2d8CSEsKdjzIY0wbGhdrwuJS71qbKKcyXNVGkerceBNmUMv9n_yWXTT3V6777lsqJHKs4ZBVpibR1X20V6khrNSXhZgYVswHOCve0HjepoUCFcf0c_MArr/s1600-h/a24.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWQhSv2QoJye7lSK2d8CSEsKdjzIY0wbGhdrwuJS71qbKKcyXNVGkerceBNmUMv9n_yWXTT3V6777lsqJHKs4ZBVpibR1X20V6khrNSXhZgYVswHOCve0HjepoUCFcf0c_MArr/s400/a24.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272375734690276866" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Speaking of <span style="font-style: italic;">not</span> cute, last blog I mentioned prop 8, the bill that passed banning same-sex marriage in California. After a quick look at </span><span style="font-family:arial;"><a href="http://www.Jointheimpact.com">Jointheimpact.com</a>, we found a protest taking place in Bozeman. Luckily they had extra signs: </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0zi7mp5FxJHwvCuuLFWGUc_shF-ACAf1US9YjrehfrEuJmb4y8DsdCjBShw4lQvYaZyTqM7ypzBgZzURmBmxlkUZ1AiKEQRyVZLXqbNUshaT81_8L-dyC-sT9OC6r7xmJiQbq/s1600-h/a.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0zi7mp5FxJHwvCuuLFWGUc_shF-ACAf1US9YjrehfrEuJmb4y8DsdCjBShw4lQvYaZyTqM7ypzBgZzURmBmxlkUZ1AiKEQRyVZLXqbNUshaT81_8L-dyC-sT9OC6r7xmJiQbq/s400/a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272381647854539698" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4ydN2QvgiOiTJE38qMGD26K8vTeRhA6GN8Gc5yQwjd1jclUVlwZGIook6YavDMvSzh_plSS0x3pCdGNwVkw90Wl0XQ9eufVmbEp6IdG1wawnvtCnbojphh2mwZgnYSxmeujnp/s1600-h/a1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4ydN2QvgiOiTJE38qMGD26K8vTeRhA6GN8Gc5yQwjd1jclUVlwZGIook6YavDMvSzh_plSS0x3pCdGNwVkw90Wl0XQ9eufVmbEp6IdG1wawnvtCnbojphh2mwZgnYSxmeujnp/s400/a1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272382129258953714" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><span style="font-family:arial;">Though reportedly conservative, there were many supporters of the protest. After working at the library, we went to the local coop: </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SStDwGFnN4I/AAAAAAAAB54/QUgq_IweX1M/s1600-h/a3.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SStDwGFnN4I/AAAAAAAAB54/QUgq_IweX1M/s400/a3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272382282314233730" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Again, no matter the town, it has been very easy to be vegan. Not only to be vegan, but to eat well. This coop had most of our favorites and, like most coops, a good local selection. The people of Bozeman were some of the nicest. The cashier here offered his place to us, and almost everyone we talked to (except when leafleting the college) was nice. Later that night we played at the Filling Station, part VFW: </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SStEYTqsHdI/AAAAAAAAB6A/vhz-mifXXJo/s1600-h/a4.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SStEYTqsHdI/AAAAAAAAB6A/vhz-mifXXJo/s400/a4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272382973154172370" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">The place has been around since the 70s, and it shows. There must be about thirty layers of booze and smoke lining the entire inside. Showering was mandatory after spending a few hours there. But they cater to touring bands, going out of their way to ensure you get a show booked. Plus the folks that worked there were friendly and we had an awesome sound person. The bill did get overbooked, and there were six bands. The first, a beatboxer, goes by his name, Nate: </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SStEe3ZRUoI/AAAAAAAAB6I/nZWhsuKGV-E/s1600-h/a5.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SStEe3ZRUoI/AAAAAAAAB6I/nZWhsuKGV-E/s400/a5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272383085824004738" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">He was an amazing modern-day Bobby McFerrin with layers of vocal percussion making whole, complex songs he'd rap poetry over. We attended his birthday party a couple of days later. We're meeting such nice people, I'm gonna have to retract my Miso song. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSWoYM-JxtanMiMlBjcio6sANnoExSzp84GtfPB9StjGO7sPH_Sv0WsUHeyoBwn47ReI8iAnuXwHdBdlgSbooqy1NhmENXZUAijw2V8XkvddyQL9nmwYXmN0nYnx57uykO7fEu/s1600-h/a6.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSWoYM-JxtanMiMlBjcio6sANnoExSzp84GtfPB9StjGO7sPH_Sv0WsUHeyoBwn47ReI8iAnuXwHdBdlgSbooqy1NhmENXZUAijw2V8XkvddyQL9nmwYXmN0nYnx57uykO7fEu/s400/a6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272383291167223074" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;">Pete, who is playing here with part of his band <a href="http://www.myspace.com/thesalamanders">the Salamanders</a>, was the nice one to let us on the bill. Another solo act, then another band, Just Add Alcohol played, and Enemy of the Gypsy closed: </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SStExh_TJJI/AAAAAAAAB6g/792uwXT_cr8/s1600-h/a7.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SStExh_TJJI/AAAAAAAAB6g/792uwXT_cr8/s400/a7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272383406495442066" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">We aired out the smoke the next day on a hike. Though it was freezing, Syba remained dedicated to staying cold, and took every opportunity to dive into the river. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqkbZfeOvq75kIodyEI8Y3olt3WacljmUjoS1Nb01TLdnIPyQ7JZMmZ0ri6cF7xsbWuD0CmLsv3aupjbtLTHKW9K75M_fiu5XDIXwytiJRhcAz1WNo2lBx1QW07DCKuTrytWbq/s1600-h/a9.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqkbZfeOvq75kIodyEI8Y3olt3WacljmUjoS1Nb01TLdnIPyQ7JZMmZ0ri6cF7xsbWuD0CmLsv3aupjbtLTHKW9K75M_fiu5XDIXwytiJRhcAz1WNo2lBx1QW07DCKuTrytWbq/s400/a9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272383688999373330" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;">Here she is avoiding Weston. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha9hlfRBcaYB99m-1L1iYrmaqRLWSyU7MJO9lkzFyQovQzL9Oz4yotKPBLbCFt5BlIUvm8JR2-vywkKUecNlaFUlE9ZlWo03MjyH0t-7FP_Y-1rrZ87JM2D2CqjySvJpIGzcQw/s1600-h/a10.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha9hlfRBcaYB99m-1L1iYrmaqRLWSyU7MJO9lkzFyQovQzL9Oz4yotKPBLbCFt5BlIUvm8JR2-vywkKUecNlaFUlE9ZlWo03MjyH0t-7FP_Y-1rrZ87JM2D2CqjySvJpIGzcQw/s400/a10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272386745877754050" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Rob, reflecting. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiatQnPat10bymNjJf95NSHU9Ggeu6m4QZOf7CtLFSkYHrb6qCwLETPa_9nGJ81hz7DX2ydayV95B34FG9ILhIfnlKmKuCx2MuTL4DUVuRYCRHd2LRKStm5xNU7iiijLAyVLoNz/s1600-h/a8.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiatQnPat10bymNjJf95NSHU9Ggeu6m4QZOf7CtLFSkYHrb6qCwLETPa_9nGJ81hz7DX2ydayV95B34FG9ILhIfnlKmKuCx2MuTL4DUVuRYCRHd2LRKStm5xNU7iiijLAyVLoNz/s400/a8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272386858304402386" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">If only all farms were like this: </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA7uCo-ZayWWAvjhqRR7mTXRFqO9xbdXib1zijn_eAKPTjaktFCwNRwmPsXP2MzqUl3cJ9qzwlut4iBuJBWHb4E7Qow1Ym0DFqhFfUEmaua1S9ZWGQNUAzr7mc9X-cgmsFwk3g/s1600-h/a11.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA7uCo-ZayWWAvjhqRR7mTXRFqO9xbdXib1zijn_eAKPTjaktFCwNRwmPsXP2MzqUl3cJ9qzwlut4iBuJBWHb4E7Qow1Ym0DFqhFfUEmaua1S9ZWGQNUAzr7mc9X-cgmsFwk3g/s400/a11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272386978230835442" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Of course those few cows aren't enough to keep up with the 'billions and billions served.' </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Bozeman was very dog-friendly. Unleashed dogs were pretty common on hikes, including this urban hike located next to the public library. We hit this path every morning during our stay in Bozeman. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SStILQK0o_I/AAAAAAAAB7Q/TxJVog6W6Lc/s1600-h/a12.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SStILQK0o_I/AAAAAAAAB7Q/TxJVog6W6Lc/s400/a12.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272387146923418610" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Our next stop was Missoula. They had an awesome not-coop with better prices than the Bozeman coop. They also had Sunspire's vegan m&ms (dark chocolate).<br /><br />We played the Badlander. Highly recommended, bands. There was a good crowd, specially for a Wednesday night,<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCIAF30XXgtSNGUBbo7mtkDYd9TkZz9PhIucBlxM3mSSGVna4kxoffF_yF_8u5vWsgheG_XclAkkT9s8iJQc1BHtdE2PoRruHpC8U_mWU271E-qx_eu4nBahRAvQnbB6W0TCKK/s1600-h/a17.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCIAF30XXgtSNGUBbo7mtkDYd9TkZz9PhIucBlxM3mSSGVna4kxoffF_yF_8u5vWsgheG_XclAkkT9s8iJQc1BHtdE2PoRruHpC8U_mWU271E-qx_eu4nBahRAvQnbB6W0TCKK/s400/a17.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272390124955940306" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">and an awesome local opened. They are called <a href="http://www.myspace.com/friedrichsteeth">Friedrich's Teeth</a>. I think they should move to Durham.<br /></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRi2bafVr2vp5uaOiZfQ-hgkbIm5eVCWwJ5dNJ_5wdAL8sAkJbZGg6pGNGOVCGIq_Hq-_f1r5YLALZSmf-dtaQUfn6qVSbZ1Rxwks2230HkTWXQQGpuaMBd36nbjWo_zjWHKIO/s1600-h/a14.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRi2bafVr2vp5uaOiZfQ-hgkbIm5eVCWwJ5dNJ_5wdAL8sAkJbZGg6pGNGOVCGIq_Hq-_f1r5YLALZSmf-dtaQUfn6qVSbZ1Rxwks2230HkTWXQQGpuaMBd36nbjWo_zjWHKIO/s400/a14.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272387514589469986" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Another favorite new band, <a href="http://www.myspace.com/timesnewviking">Times New Viking</a> (Ohio) headlined. The keyboardist/songwriter/singer is vegan! They are playing in Seattle @ Neumos on 11/21 so check them out. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SStIoNVwVQI/AAAAAAAAB7o/RxZ91Radlbs/s1600-h/a15.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SStIoNVwVQI/AAAAAAAAB7o/RxZ91Radlbs/s400/a15.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272387644380173570" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Before leaving Montana, Weston refused to start for an hour. But then he started. So, I'm thinking, that's OK. On our way to Spokane, we stopped in Alberton, MT, to see an old friend of Rob's. He makes guitars out here. It was about 8 miles from the highway on a gravel road. We all hiked up the mountain by his cabin/house. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SStLFrBxzBI/AAAAAAAAB74/s985-RPABzU/s1600-h/a18+%282%29.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chGg4wJmXY8/SStLFrBxzBI/AAAAAAAAB74/s985-RPABzU/s400/a18+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272390349588909074" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Rob had to wear orange due to his deer-like appearance (brown hat, coat). In fact, some hunters now apparently don't even get out of their trucks to shoot. Some slowly cruise by, windows rolled down, gun out window, and bang. One hunter shot a deer right in their front yard. Of course, unlike supermarket meat, the deer got to live, presumably, a good life before death to drive-by. Unless the deer suffered from depression. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">By the way, Durham-people, what are you doing 12/6? I think you should head to the Pinhook to see/hear/experience <a href="http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendID=8172046&blogID=450661483">Sequoya's CD release</a>. Also on the bill are new Subdivision 67'ers Scientific Superstar and Sawteeth McTweedy. If that ain't enough (are you people never satisfied?!) </span><span style="font-family:arial;">Lake and Hennepin, Reese's new project, will also be performing. See links at the link above.<br /><br />The x-mas music has started, which only means one thing. It's time to make vegan russian teacakes and peanut butter balls. Mama needs some new pants!<br /><br />We're looking forward to seeing all our friends in the NW. We're playing at the Sunset 12/7, and screening my documentary at the UW on 12/4, and Seattle Pacific University 12/2. But first, I'm screening the film in Ellensburg on Thanksgiving.<br /><br />Speaking o' celebration of life etc. here are some turkey alternates that'll fill your belly AND your soul, if'n you believe in souls: http://www.vegan.com/recipes/vegan-thanksgiving-recipes-robin-robertson/<br /><br />A new tradition: http://www.adoptaturkey.org/<br /><br />I think we're ready for a break. I miss houses without wheels. <br /><br />Love & sweet treats,<br /><br />eleni<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript"><!--
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