Just back from seeing Crowded House and it was a quieter show than usual, but AWESOME. Lots of lesser-played songs and an amazing solo piano version of "Message to My Girl." The friend we went with said he felt that Neil Finn changed guitars too much and it seemed "pretentious" since they were in the same tuning. I think he's nuts and musicians switch guitars all the time to get different sounds for different songs.
Natter 66: Get Your Kicks.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I had four bottles of polish set out to add to the box before it ever got here. Pulled about a dozen out of the box to swatch, found some close dupes to ones I had, but liked the ones from the box better. So I added my dupes to the box. I definitely didn't plan things that way, but I wound up pulling the same amount of bottles from the box as I put in. At least my collection isn't taking up any more space. And I have to say, the guilt over having spent money on a shade I'll never wear? Completely obviated knowing someone else will LOVE those. Plus, I get new-to-me stuff *I* love! Win-win.
Yay Gracie and the tea!
David, haircut was weird--new place/person, and I saw lots of hair fall on the floor, but the hair didn't look that different. Which is probably good since i said I wanted to grow it out! Well see in a couple days how it feels--the curse of curly hair!
Healthma to Drew.
Scrappy, your friend is crazy. Musicians change guitars all the time.
The election is over. It looks like we're going to have a hung parliament, with five independents determining which party forms government. Still disgusted with Labor that they blew their massive lead from this time last year and allowed the Conservatives to be once again competitive.
Market report: empanada lady wasn't there! WOE. (I could drive down to Fells Point to the restaurant, but when?!) Spinach, loaf of chili cheese bread, white nectarines and a sensation melon. Yeah, I have no idea. I figured if I couldn't get my empanadas, I might as well try something new.
Now I'm waiting for a call, then I can go run my bazillion errands. And then I will swim. And then I will strip paint.
I'm going to get a haircut, and then coming home.
Dang y'all, I'm just at the point of making coffee.
Oh, I'm still in my pjs, and unshowered, but soon, that will change.
I did make room for all my new nail polish, by moving some of glitter polishes to another cabinet.
I need a helmer.
We're up an getting ready to go to the skirball.