weekend continuation
I can't believe myself. I have just signed up for a livejournal account. Elizabeth's suggested this so that I can leave comments on journals without being anonymous all the time. Unfortunately I became obessessed with entering in my interests. I tried to list everything that I could think of that makes me unbelieveably happy which turns out to be a lot of things. I couldn't believe that someone else liked pickled walnuts but than no one else likes sophie ellis bextor. Did I spell her name wrong?

Back to the story of my weekend.
Saturday: Friday night, the vcc kids decided to do lots of fun stuff for Chau's birthday (spontaneity is always best) which I turned down for coffeehouse. They ended up playing hide and seek in the wheat fields, begging for food at Golden Lion, and then sleeping at a park in Milton-Freewater. They returned at 8:00.
Tuan, who was superexcited to be awake that early on a Saturday, woke me up at 9:30 to cook fish and savor the day. By the time I showered and dressed it was 10:30 but he still wanted to do something. We ended up sitting next at the edge of the creek just staring at the water. Then Tuan said that he wanted to paint the sidewalk so I offered him my chalk. He traced around me and the shadows of the trees. The day was just beautiful, perfect for the planned MECCA barbeque. Gradually more and more people came to the MECCA to help Belen with setting up and cooking. They played soccer in the street while I layed on the porch reading. Anu made tea, and I decided to clean up my room which has been a mess long enough to nearly change my perception of myself. It was so nice to have a vacuumed floor and a clean desk. Right now, my throat is still suffering from the dust that I inhaled. I think it's a small price to pay.
The barbeque turned out great and everyone seemed to have a good time. The food was great too. After that, I arranged to meet up with Elizabeth and Eric for the percussion ensemble performance. With 15 minutes to kill, I went to watch Tuan, Prawin, and Sebastian tree-climbing next to the ASH. They persuaded me to climb up and it was much easier than I thought it would be. Then I nearly died. I'm not kidding. I was trying to get down and somehow I slipped and grabbed on to a branch. My feet were just dangling. Tom Powers started to run to the tree and Sebastian and Stephen grabbed the loops on my jeans and pulled me into the middle of the tree. Prawin said that I would have only broken an ankle if I had actually fallen.
As soon as I came down, Elizabeth walked over to find me because I was apparently late. We got Eric then walked over. The percussion ensemble put on an amazing performance. I was impressed by the creativity and talent of everyone involved. I would say that it was nearly as good at the $100 blue man group show that I saw, minus the special effects.
Elizabeth said that she had told Oliver White that we would come to his 3:00 am performance for 24 hour theater sports. We had lots of time to kill. Finally we decided to go to in search of playground equipment. This led us to greenpark elementary. Yeah for monkeybars and flips. Yeah for spinning things. I'm not sure how little kids could handle spinning around like that. The fancy plastic equipment wasn't as boring as I expected. Really, simple metal bars and swings are all that kids need.
We walked through the neighborhoood for a while on the way back and stopped at another park to swing. Elizabeth was tired, Eric was hungry, and I had to go to the bathroom so we decided to return to Whitman. Elizabeth wanted to take a nap so Eric and I went back to the MECCA to try to find something to watch on tv and to plan for my radio show and to drink tea. We ended up watching adam and eve riding naked on hippos and finally iron chef. Elizabeth knocked on the door around 2:00 and we went to Maxey to see Oliver.
Oliver was playing a tiny keyboard. Most of the audience was drunk and didn't have any respect for his music. My friend Viet threw money at Oliver. I need to do something to pay him back for that. Oliver thanked us for coming which made the lack of sleep worth it.
That's my weekend summary. Sunday was good too but not as good as the rest of the weekend.

Back to thinking up things that make me happy to list in livejournal. Just kidding. It's really bio time, or physics time, or orgo time, or e. asian history time.

The Idaho Falls are playing in Silver Lake May 18. I was bummed that I will still be here until I looked up the club's calendar. It turns out they are playing with a guy called golden boy and ...... MATT SHARP. Now I am doublely bummed.
The song I like by Giant Sand turns out to not be giant sand but a guy on Merge Records named M. Ward.
I just happened upon this brazilian band called the mosquitos. Mosquitos. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

- posted by Lyndsay @ 1:55 PM