Whatever else we claimed to dream, the one about getting along somehow always makes it onto list-tops, at least for those who admit to dreaming. Truth is, we probably aren't supposed to get along. Didn't we cover this in "Major Barbara"? I guess you've never even heard of Shaw. Someone's always going to be fighting over territory or ideals or power or who left what in whose way to step in between the car and the sidewalk. People get in each others' ways just as much as they help each other build anything, anyway, and maybe we should all just admit that and move on. Some of us will get along quite well, even when others wouldn't -- and some of us can't get along even when we agree. Maybe we'll get to a place where we can just admit it and live life anyway. Some people love to live drama, but I like my drama at a distance, available with an "ON" switch or through opening a book and just as easily avoided or ended. Maybe it's time someone admitted that no, we CAN'T all just get along, but that in and of itself, "getting along" doesn't really matter much.
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We finally hit the first weekend in a long time where neither S nor myself had pressing school/other work to hold focus. Relaxing in pure relief, we didn't really do much of anything Friday night. I remember doing dishes and straightening up the house a bit. S fell asleep around 7:30, woke up when I finally went to bed close to midnight, and went back to bed a few hours later. Off to a roaring start.Saturday marked the first day of "Farmer's Market" downtown. By mid-summer, the Farmer's Market is a great place to find fresh fruits and vegetables but this time of year it's not much more than vendors stacked atop each other and offering everything from baked goods to the absurdly unnecessary. We intended to head over there around 10 but got involved in some documentary about the Jerry Springer show. I'll admit that it was me more than S. Something about the freakish circus atmosphere and evolution of the show really piqued my interest, I suppose. I'm fascinated/appalled/paranoid in regards to white trash (see last journal entry) and couldn't turn away, much to my shame. Anyway, we'd just started walking around the Market and I'd already seen 4 different syrup vendors and a day's worth of tacky farm-related apparel and kitchen accessories when high winds (something one doesn't pay much mind in Nebraska) suddenly turned to a heavy downpour. We ducked into our favorite antiques store nearby, where I discovered a tucked-away book section. They had some great anthologies that will prove highly beneficial in upcoming classes (given our majors, we know this already) so we wandered back out into sunny weather with a bag full of heavy books. After dropping our finds off at our nearby car, we spent a few more hours traipsing around downtown, visiting a favorite coffeeshop, several record stores, and I forget what else. All in all, a super afternoon. That evening we went to a student short film festival here at the university, where we found a few to love, a few to hate, and a few to shrug through. A guy I know who DJs a pretty decent late-afternoon show (playing everything from the indie/obscure to traditional blues when he can) directed and performed in a film featuring marionette puppets. We talked to him and an artist friend involved with the fest for a few minutes afterward, and decided that whenever we have a party sometime, we'd better invite them both. After grabbing some Chinese food and heading home, we started watching Anchorman (the Will Farrell movie) -- a kid I see quite a bit at work told me I need to see it and loaned it to me) but got sick of it pretty quick and shut it off before hitting the hay.I won't bore you with details of a Sunday on which we worked on a few things and relaxed around the house. All in all, a much-enjoyed combination of "taking it easy" and having fun together. The fact that we get along so well and enjoy each other's company without stressing out if we end up in two different stores for a while makes it all the better.
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Our tentative vacation schedule:
May 19 -- Thursday -- after Stacey gets home from work, we leave -- driving to Davenport, IA, where we'll rest on the banks of the Mississippi River for the night.
May 20 -- Friday -- drive the rest of the way to North-Central Indiana. Only set plans are that S will hang out with her "pretty much best friend" that night, on aforementioned friend's last night of singledom. I'm hoping to spend the night hanging out with "juandelacruz" & family if possible, though I suppose I should probably contact him regarding this rather than assuming I can just show up somewhere.
May 21 -- Saturday -- Wedding @ 2pm. We've all but promised the rest of the day to S's family & some extended family.
May 22 -- Sunday -- Spending the afternoon with my side of the family before most of them head back to church at night. We'll spend time with just my parents after church, most likely.
May 23 -- Monday -- leaving in the early afternoon for Chicago to get a couple days of actual "vacation" for ourselves. If you're in or near Chicago and you've made it this far in the journal entry, give me a yell, I'd like to meet up. Our plan is to spend some time in the afternoon or early evening up in the Indian area of town, gorging ourselves on Indian food and that sort of thing.
May 24 -- Tuesday -- Chicago -- We have a couple areas where we just like to wander, so today's the day to do so. Watch out, BookWorks, Giordanos, Reckless & Ragstock! The Cubs are in town and playing a couple night games Monday and Tuesday, but we haven't really talked about that as a possibility. S was a good sport and bought tix off eBay to see them on our honeymoon, so maybe I'll let her off the hook this time, hehehe. We're tossing about the possibility of leaving Tuesday evening and driving as far as we can, allowing us some downtime at home Wednesday before returning to work Thursday.
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One of the things I dig about Sloan is their ability and willingness to do more than jangle. I mean, jangly powerpop is super and all, but they seem happy wandering back into an early 70s rock sound a la Mott the Hoople or more adventurous Big Star, near-glammy but grounded. Sloan's not even really one of my favorite bands, but I'm appreciating their new "singles" record.
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---------------------Weekend Summation-----------------------------
We finally hit the first weekend in a long time where neither S nor myself had pressing school/other work to hold focus. Relaxing in pure relief, we didn't really do much of anything Friday night. I remember doing dishes and straightening up the house a bit. S fell asleep around 7:30, woke up when I finally went to bed close to midnight, and went back to bed a few hours later. Off to a roaring start.Saturday marked the first day of "Farmer's Market" downtown. By mid-summer, the Farmer's Market is a great place to find fresh fruits and vegetables but this time of year it's not much more than vendors stacked atop each other and offering everything from baked goods to the absurdly unnecessary. We intended to head over there around 10 but got involved in some documentary about the Jerry Springer show. I'll admit that it was me more than S. Something about the freakish circus atmosphere and evolution of the show really piqued my interest, I suppose. I'm fascinated/appalled/paranoid in regards to white trash (see last journal entry) and couldn't turn away, much to my shame. Anyway, we'd just started walking around the Market and I'd already seen 4 different syrup vendors and a day's worth of tacky farm-related apparel and kitchen accessories when high winds (something one doesn't pay much mind in Nebraska) suddenly turned to a heavy downpour. We ducked into our favorite antiques store nearby, where I discovered a tucked-away book section. They had some great anthologies that will prove highly beneficial in upcoming classes (given our majors, we know this already) so we wandered back out into sunny weather with a bag full of heavy books. After dropping our finds off at our nearby car, we spent a few more hours traipsing around downtown, visiting a favorite coffeeshop, several record stores, and I forget what else. All in all, a super afternoon. That evening we went to a student short film festival here at the university, where we found a few to love, a few to hate, and a few to shrug through. A guy I know who DJs a pretty decent late-afternoon show (playing everything from the indie/obscure to traditional blues when he can) directed and performed in a film featuring marionette puppets. We talked to him and an artist friend involved with the fest for a few minutes afterward, and decided that whenever we have a party sometime, we'd better invite them both. After grabbing some Chinese food and heading home, we started watching Anchorman (the Will Farrell movie) -- a kid I see quite a bit at work told me I need to see it and loaned it to me) but got sick of it pretty quick and shut it off before hitting the hay.I won't bore you with details of a Sunday on which we worked on a few things and relaxed around the house. All in all, a much-enjoyed combination of "taking it easy" and having fun together. The fact that we get along so well and enjoy each other's company without stressing out if we end up in two different stores for a while makes it all the better.
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Our tentative vacation schedule:
May 19 -- Thursday -- after Stacey gets home from work, we leave -- driving to Davenport, IA, where we'll rest on the banks of the Mississippi River for the night.
May 20 -- Friday -- drive the rest of the way to North-Central Indiana. Only set plans are that S will hang out with her "pretty much best friend" that night, on aforementioned friend's last night of singledom. I'm hoping to spend the night hanging out with "juandelacruz" & family if possible, though I suppose I should probably contact him regarding this rather than assuming I can just show up somewhere.
May 21 -- Saturday -- Wedding @ 2pm. We've all but promised the rest of the day to S's family & some extended family.
May 22 -- Sunday -- Spending the afternoon with my side of the family before most of them head back to church at night. We'll spend time with just my parents after church, most likely.
May 23 -- Monday -- leaving in the early afternoon for Chicago to get a couple days of actual "vacation" for ourselves. If you're in or near Chicago and you've made it this far in the journal entry, give me a yell, I'd like to meet up. Our plan is to spend some time in the afternoon or early evening up in the Indian area of town, gorging ourselves on Indian food and that sort of thing.
May 24 -- Tuesday -- Chicago -- We have a couple areas where we just like to wander, so today's the day to do so. Watch out, BookWorks, Giordanos, Reckless & Ragstock! The Cubs are in town and playing a couple night games Monday and Tuesday, but we haven't really talked about that as a possibility. S was a good sport and bought tix off eBay to see them on our honeymoon, so maybe I'll let her off the hook this time, hehehe. We're tossing about the possibility of leaving Tuesday evening and driving as far as we can, allowing us some downtime at home Wednesday before returning to work Thursday.
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One of the things I dig about Sloan is their ability and willingness to do more than jangle. I mean, jangly powerpop is super and all, but they seem happy wandering back into an early 70s rock sound a la Mott the Hoople or more adventurous Big Star, near-glammy but grounded. Sloan's not even really one of my favorite bands, but I'm appreciating their new "singles" record.
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posted by Joel @ 5/09/2005 10:58:00 AM
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