mile after mile

Friday I hosted a small dinner party. I provided the wine and the ladies the food, most of which was cooked by stephanie. The guys got steak & onions, and everyone had the zuchini walnut linguini, and raspberrie asparagus. My neighbor complained about my 'dinner music', then apologized for complaining during a breakdown about something or other. We gave her a piece of jacq's (meg's?) cake to cheer her up, then turned up the music.

Greg rolled into town saturday and after numerous cocktails at my place, we all headed down to the rio to sync up with dylan and eric, who was visiting from CT. We lost one member of of party to the spins, and another chipped a tooth trying to remove a banner with his teeth, but we foraged on to trilogy for some dancing. Ule Brenner was trying to start a fight defending the junkie who was having trouble putting on her shoes, so we split to check out the new y-bar which has taken the place of styr. Much to our chagrin, they are exactly the same - kind of lame. We wound up staying there for a good long while in our self-proclaimed vip area nonetheless. Mowed some gyros on the walk back, and witnessed pearl street erupt into chaos with all the bars emptying.

Still slighlty spinning from the night before I met up with paul to go check out the boulder open beach volleyball competion over at the boulder resevoir. It was being televised on FSN, so it was pretty hectic with a dj and mc and those silly thundersticks. Pomp and circumstance aside, it was right cool to see misty may and kerri walsh dominate their opponents. The guys' final match was more balanced, with metzger and lambo edging out gibbs and rosie ever so slightly. After the match we headed back to hillside for a belated family birthday bbq.

creatures of the night

time is tissue

Stephanie and I finally got around to seeing snakes on a plane last thursday. We had zero expectations from the onset, and I think that's what made it so great. It was hilarious, in that not-supposed-to-be-hilarious kind of way. Just be sure you are in a campy mood. There were definitely lots of snakes and lots of bites in lots of hard to reach places. And stick around for the video at the end. It's the theme song, 'snakes on a plane (bring it)'. Priceless.

better way

Not much time to catch my breath as the ben harper/damian marley show suddenly appeared on my calander for wednesday. I remember buying tickets while it was still the ski season. We had an all star cast in attendance, and we made up for lost time in the lot (since it was a weeknight). Damian's set was really good - love the guy who just waves a flag. Ben et al were spot on as usual, one of those bands that translates fantastically in a live setting more so than in the studio. I decided to leave before the second encore to beat traffic, but unfortunately, someone fell off the venue, and the rescue helicopter landed three cars ahead of me on the road out. I foolishly went out the back exit through morrison which always gets us lost. This was no exception, and by the time I had gotten back on track, I was in concert traffic on 93 anyway. Oh well.

Set I:
• Faded
• Steal My Kisses
• Diamonds On The Inside
• Get It Like You Like It
• Excuse Me Mr.
• Waiting For You
• Morning Yearning
• Forgiven
• Glory & Consequence
• Please Don't Talk About Murder While I'm Eating
• Ground On Down
• Black Rain
• Get Up, Stand Up (with damian marley)

Encore I:
• Another Lonely Day
• Walk Away
• Lifeline
• Where Could I Go

Encore II:
• God Fearing Man
• Heart Of Gold
• Sexual Healing
• Burn One Down
• Better Way

chili peachy

The weeks are slipping away from me again. The Red Hot Chili Peppers were in town on the 18th, and I took lauren for her birthday. The show was pretty solid, better than the last time I took lauren a few years back. They played some older tunes (me and my friends, funky monks), a cover of 'will you still love me' by the shirelles, and a bunch of the new stuff which sounded pretty good live.



GW came into boulder on saturday, and after jacq showed up to surprise re-decorate my bathroom for my birthday, we ended up at a 'peach' party, which may have intentionally coincided with the Lafayette Peach Festival which was going on that same day. Robin and jesse were the hosts, and they had decks set up with some ragga dudes spinning dub fair until later in the night jake took over and we housed around until it was time to go. Whatever was in that punch sure packed one - wow.

plutowski

bye bye pluto =(

still catching up

Let's see, I'm back from florida, not yet fully unpacked from the move... sorry these updates have been creeping along at a snail's pace. You won't believe how many reviews are piling up too... Here goes:

Christie's mom & step dad held a cocktail party at a cabin in chataqua on the thursday prior to the wedding. Dylan, michele, and I attended and witnessed some outrageous bestman dialogues before dropping benje off at the fox. Meanwhile, jacq was in chicago where she wound up stuck at the airport until the
recent terrorist scare blew over. Stephanie made me a kickass birthday dinner on friday complete with ice cream cake.

The wedding festivities began in earnest later saturday afternoon. And after some brief rainshowers, the outdoor ceremony went off without a hitch. The reception was a short walk away, and we decided to spruce up the party a bit with a clandestine trip to get a foot of vodka and a case of red bulls. The band was great - some kind of rhythm-y latin band that plays at rhumba. Post reception was a trip to red fish / trilogy, winding up at a party where everyone was dressed as pirates. Yar.



The next day was my b-day, and we rounded up some troops to head to sherman street for a bbq and horseshoes. As more people arrived, boche seemed a safer alternative than shoes. And of course GW came correct with the 7" flight case of balls. Eventually there was even some serious hula-hoop action. You know for kids?

the rest part two

Had a layover at hartsfield, which was convenient as jay was on my connector to tampa. Both flights went smoothly - no snakes. Our host for the weekend, deaner picked us up and it was off to a beach bar after our drive over the now infamous tampa lake. After devouring a boiled burrito we opted to call it a night.







Thursday we had deaner's truck so we tooled around st. pete, starting with a breakfast pizza at Ricky T's, checking out cheesy souvenir shops along treasure island, paying a visit to the salvador dali museum (they had the white lobster telephone!), and hitting up several kash & karrys, and another pizza joint for lunch. I was pretty stoked on the NY influence down in FLA, in so much as it provided good pizza on most every corner. Later that evening we picked up deaner at channel 8, and got a tour of the station. We even got to see the weatherman we were making fun of on tv earlier in the day. Went to the wharf for what sememd like bottomless drinks and a prime rib dinner.









Dean took friday off, and the three of us went to moderra beach for some fun in the sun, which eventually turned into a thunderstrom, but it was probably good timing. Caught up with frances at a cool little pub in downtown st. pete, had another pizza, then made tarcks to tropicana field for the red sox / devil rays game. Got there early enough to see johnny pesky signing autographs, play a round of baseball jeoprody, pet some actual devil rays, and watch the red sox batting practice. Had some great seats up behind home plate in some kind of fan section. Schilling and the sox eeked out a 3-2 win (the only one of that series), largley thanks to two home runs courtesy of david ortiz. Headed over to some insanely large sports pub accross from the stadium post game, and managed to sqeeze 7 people in the car for the ride home.









Saturday we took the boat out to shell key island, which is a hot spot where everyone drops anchor and parties down. The captain was in full effect as we floated around on pool noodles and looked for seashells. On our way back to the wharf for another drink before heading to the reef for dinner, we spotted some dolphins.





It was great to see jay again, and dean & frances were great hosts, even though they didn't have any snakes.

the rest part one

The original plan was to go to denver after the phenominal ween/lips show, but everyone was essentially wiped from a solid day in the lot and at the show. So we all parted ways. Sunday, took scott to mountain sun for some brunch brews & food, shopped pearl street, then attempted to tube the creek to no avail. Went for one last swim in my pool and then got some thai food instead.

Moved out of the old place monday morning, dropped off the truck at hillside, then headed to lodo & cherry creek before syncing up with robert for lola's monday night specials. Snagged about three hours of sleep before heading down to CO springs to drop off scott at the aiport. Made it back to hillside before morning rush hour, then headed to the new place to unload the truck by myself. Dylan swung by later in the afternoon to help with some of the furniture, and then stephanie was kind enough to drive me to DIA the following morning as I embarked on my vacation to st. pete...