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Backstage at Flogging Molly

Turns out that Pops is related to Accordion Man in Flogging Molly. Accordion Man graciously gave us all-access, backstage passes to the concert in Oakland last night.

I have now been ruined for all future concerts.

I’m bummed I didn’t take my Nikon with me, but you can see my iPhone pictures and movies on My Gallery. Here is a sampling.

Pops, Accordion Man, and me!

In concert, from backstage.

The lonely accordion.

Jersey posing downstairs.

Free concert Friday

Maroon5 played for us today. Need I say more?

Today is the best day of your life!

[Note bene, I write this with great trepidation. The last time I wrote a post like this, I unexpectedly took a flight home the next day.]

That is what my daily self-help calendar read two Saturdays ago. I kept it around because so far that is the most truthful thing I have read. And I think that every day is the best day of my life. Some more than others.

Today is one of them.

It started with a relaxing day at work. I know the words “relaxing” and “work” don’t usually go in the same sentence, but in this case it is true.

I left early for my golf league’s tournament. Sadly, Cupcake is on vacation, so she couldn’t play with me. And my favorite Golf Duo were playing too early, so I went stag. I met up with the other top golf duo and had a fantastic round of golf. Well, a couple of holes really sucked, but I got a bogey and my first birdie!

I got home early, just in time to watch Wedding Singer on ustream. He plays online every Tuesday at 7pm Pacific. There is a live chat that goes along with the video stream, so we can all converse. He totally made my night when he played a song that I was the fourth person to hear during my first “personal concert on a Wednesday”. Sadly, it did not make it into the recording, so I still can’t share it with you all. I think the reason I love Wedding Singer’s music is that I can relate to it. This song in particular struck a chord with me.

Even though it was a sad song, I had to dance.

I watch the Tuesday Nightcap by playing it on my Mac Mini, projecting the video on my tv and sending the audio through my speakers. I do this so that I can make dinner while watching, and because the audio is so much better. There is no hope for the video.

I opened a bottle of wine. I looked for something that wasn’t too good, since it was just me. But it turns out I opened an amazing bottle! A little sweet for red, but it was smooth and gorgeous. I drank it while I made a stir fry and rice.

Then I started in on the apple pie. I blended and rolled out the crust, peeled and cut the apples, and added a little lemon and vanilla for fun. I’m running low on my homemade vanilla. A Martha Stewart special. Slice two vanilla beans vertically and put them in a mini bottle of Absolute. Good stuff!

The pie smelled amazing, even before I put it in the oven! I used the pie dish that I bought in Bozeman. With the leftover crust, I made little cinnamon rolls that were delicious, but not pretty enough for photos.

I “walked the dog” again while the pie was baking. The stars were shining bright. The plants with the firework blossoms were so touchable that I couldn’t help but run my palm along their petals. We arrived at home just in time for the sprinklers. I looked at Perl and said, “Run!” We ran through the sprinklers as if we would melt. I giggled the whole way. If you’ve never seen a Dalmatian smile, you haven’t lived! Perl had a big grin on her face and was shaking off the water as she skipped up the stairs at super speed.

And now I sit with Pablo, while the pie cools in the kitchen. It is emitting the most incredible smells of cinnamon and nutmeg.

I’m trying to decide if I should eat some now while it is hot, or save it for morning.

If only that was the hardest decisions I ever had to make!

OK Go at WWDC 2010, could I be any closer?

I’m pretty sure you can tell from the photos where I was standing for tonight’s concert. I’m definitely not complaining. ;-)

Tuesday Nightcap with John McLellan

Seems that Wedding Singer isn’t getting enough of his fans, so he has started doing a live ustream show on Tuesday nights at 7pm (pacific time) at You can also see previous recordings by going to that link now, including tonight’s performance, a practice last week, and video of his hair being shaved off after he lost a bet.

Bridge School Benefit Concert

The lineup this year:

Gavin Rossdale of Bush
Wolfmother from Australia
Monsters of Folk with M. Ward
Fleet Foxes
Sheryl Crow
Adam Sandler
Chris Martin of Coldplay
No Doubt
Neil Young

I enjoyed Gavin Rossdale, No Doubt and Sheryl Crow. But Adam Sandler rocked! He sang songs about a seven foot tall man, grandma, girlfriends, and lunch lady land. He ended by singing a duet with Neil Young. He pulled out the old Chaunnakah song! And he covered a couple songs including one by Led Zepplin. Sandler’s act wasn’t as polished, and he kept laughing at himself, but that is what makes him so loveable!

Chris Martin was absolutely brilliant! He embodied everything I believe this concert is about. It was just him and a piano accompanied by an Italian violinist. Raw music and raw talent. The man is amazing. I was captivated! His piano work was incredible. He knows how to interact with the crowd. And he can certainly sing. He ended with a beautiful version of Earth Angel.

Adam Sandler and Chris Martin will be the reason I’ll buy the recording of this night when it hits the iTunes store.

Posted from my iPhone

Rock Band

Okay, I’m addicted. Went over to a friends house tonight and played for a few hours. Played bass, some drums, and sang. I still suck at all of it, but I figure the only way to get better is to practice, right? I did end up singing on expert, but that only confirmed that I suck. Although I do seem to do okay at singing Oasis and Radiohead songs.

If I get better, who knows, maybe I’ll move on to karaoke!

Or maybe I should stick to singing in the shower where no one else will ever hear me.

Happy Birthday, Chickpea!

Went out tonight for cake and champagne to celebrate Chickpea’s 25th. Then someone brought out Rockband. It started with me getting 100% on Wonderwall, although it was on medium. Sometime in the middle, I sang Psycho Killer, but forget that the version I prefer is done by Moxy Frovous and so I don’t really know the song except for the chorus, and I don’t speak French. We just ended with me singing another Oasis song, Don’t Look Back in Anger. I only scored 85% this time, but it was on hard.

Probably a good thing I got rid of the Wii or my neighbors would be tired of hearing me sing!

Hope you had a good birthday, Chickpea! And sorry it involved me singing!

Was there any question, part 8

There still isn’t any real question about why I’m single. If they aren’t gay, then I meet them too late. But enjoy the latest video from my already married Wedding Singer.

I should also note, that if you want to hear more from John, check out his band The Clintons. They have a great deal where you can get their 6 CDs for just $29. My favorite is Strange Day in Mexico. Enjoy!

The real story

Okay, okay, so that was all the polite side of the weekend. Here is what really happened in my imagination at the wedding.

To start, I put on the Magic Dress. You really have to see the Magic Dress in person to appreciate it. I don’t actually understand it myself. But to give you some idea, one of the older ladies at the wedding came over to me specifically to say, “You look amazing!” That was it. She walked off.

The Magic Dress has one problem though. The possibility of a wardrobe malfunction is highly probable, and increases exponentially if I dance. Some people don’t think of this as a problem, but lucky for me I had Physics Goddess to warn me of impending doom. Yes, once again, women are stopping other women from doing things that men would appreciate.

The wedding, really was as amazing as I said, you can see the photos once I post them. During drinks and appetizers, I was taking a lot of photos and people mistook me for the wedding photographer. That is okay. I’m not offended at that. I did get some good photos since people assumed that is who I was. Hope they didn’t think poorly of the wedding photographer with a camera in one hand and a margarita in the other.

At the table, I made fun of Physics Goddess and as she pretended to pour her glass of wine on me, the glass mason jar with the candle in front of me spewed a large chunk of glass onto my plate. People were then afraid to clink my glass after that. They thought I was possessed.

Speaking of Physics Goddess, we had this whole imaginary storyline going this weekend. It started with our rented Subaru from Washington. We made up a story about us being a lesbian couple from Seattle. I work at Microsoft, she is a home maker and cares for our pet Chihuahua. Some day I’ll bring a real date to a wedding.

Since I didn’t have a real date, I was in search of one. So when we got up to get our food—it was buffet stations, and a brilliant way to do it!—I saw a cute guy sitting alone at a table. I stepped out of line and invited Lonely Guy to our table if he would bring with him the bottles of wine at his table. Minnesota Girl asked a few minutes later if that was flirting. She married the first guy she ever dated and isn’t sure she would recognize it if she saw it. It was flirting all right. I thought I was going to get some. At least for a moment. Until that moment. The one where I saw his wedding ring. Fail.

But he was cute, and appreciated my sarcasm, and was kind enough to talk to me. He explained that he was seated at the table for the people working the wedding. Great. I’m hitting on the hired help.

Physics Goddess can corroberate my story. She watched me from afar as the flirting began and the flirting ended as soon as I realized he is married. She can also confirm that at the time, I didn’t know he was the lead singer of the band. Which, by the way, made him even hotter. And harder to behave myself.

But I did behave myself. I talked with him more throughout the evening because he is a pretty cool guy, but I turned off the serious flirting. Too bad because I really miss flirting. Really. There is a big difference with what I normally do and when I’m seriously flirting. It all has to do with intent.

So the evening continued. I danced. I danced a lot. I got other people to dance. We were all hurting by the end, but I love dancing at weddings. Especially when I only know a few people and they swear not to tell everyone how clumsy I am.

And it is easy to dance when you have a kick-ass band. The Clintons were awesome! Music was great and they are really fun. If you ever have a chance to see them play, do. Or download their music on iTunes .

I met the grooms friends and almost convinced them to do a photo titled “Big Sky, Full Moon,” but there were too many little kids running around. I tried hooking up PhD Math Major Barbie with Stifler, but she ended up with one of the less boisterous ones. She says that she wants to hook me up with her brother, but her friends thought her brother is gay. That would be typical for me.

I didn’t realize it, but I did take a couple photos and talk to Margot Kidder. Lois Lane was at the wedding! No, Superman didn’t show up.

Speaking of photos, this morning when I looked through the photos, I noticed that subconsciously I knew that Lonely Guy, aka John McLellan of The Clintons, played guitar because I have pictures of him playing for the wedding. So maybe I wasn’t as innocent as I thought!

At the end of the evening, I did introduce myself to John and told him what I do. Suddenly instead of me being his groupie, he became my groupie. I try to use my powers only for good. At least I waited until I was leaving before I weilded my secret weapon. Female engineers are hot! Not quite as hot as lead singers of bands, but whatever.

Why am I single again?

Oh yeah, I hit on the wrong guys.

Before my bus turned into a pumpkin and the engine into horses at midnight, I made my exit.

But not before John gave me a pick.

Maybe I am a groupie. ;-)


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