Friday night...jeez, I don't know what happened Friday night. A lot of things did not go my way, and I tried to remain positive, but was ultimately shut down. I went out on that bike ride, and the riding and the people were fun, but I experienced a series of mishaps that I maybe should have taken as bad omens.
But hope springs eternal and I was curious for the night's outcome. On Saturday I felt frustrated with the things that transpired Friday night, and it got me down. But now, a couple days hence, it is almost comedic. The point is I survived with a good story.
The first misfortune was being caught by a sprinkler in the park. I had been sitting nearly on top of it, and when it went off, I struggled to escape with my bicycle. I ended up soaked, but not defeated. I nearly tripped over someone else's reclining bike, but I refused to be defeated. I considered going home, but maybe...just maybe...the night would end well.
But then in a drunken haste, I dropped a can of Joose (My first mistake was purchasing it), and split it open. Undaunted, I shotgunned it out of the puncture, but ended up cutting my lip on the aluminum. I comforted myself with a pack of cigarettes.
Just as things were beginning to improve, an acquaintance of mine, who is tangled up in one of my many romantic webs, appeared, which I'd been secretly dreading the whole night. It's simply that I need some space from the whole situation, and when I told him to leave me alone, he persisted, and drunk and frustrated, I let him have a couple profanities, and spent the rest of the evening awkwardly avoiding him.
Deciding to crash at a friend's pad, a car nearly backed out into me on the way over, and I let the driver have a piece of my mind. When your life is at stake, it makes you a little defensive. And when it's the end of a disastrous night, you might, well, lose it. I lost it.
I got home on Saturday and had to take care of a day's worth of obligations before fending off my hangover with a hamburger from Astro Burger (My savior!) and napping before hitting up the Insemillation show to take pictures.
Tony and Alex of Big Lovin' Panda really outdid themselves this time around. Those boys work hard and it shows. The line up featured August Emile and You, Me, and Iowa, with Vapor Mache spinning between sets. And I know that Tony and Alex deeply admire the other bands (And rightly so!), but Big Lovin' Panda really stole the show that night.
Their set was accompanied by a modern interpretation of Where The Wild Things Are that might put Spike Jonez' effort to shame. It gave me chills. I don't know if it was intentional or not, but the sinewy female dancers creeping through the audience as "monsters" lent the performance a vaguely sexual tone, with Max as their king and their master. I am not trying to sexualize a children's story, but the power of the imagination is an exciting and seductive one.
On Sunday I dutifully called my mother and discovered that she's still got a few tricks up her sleeves. I can still ask my parents for advice. It's still okay. I do so now more than I ever did before. My childhood would have been so much easier had I just learned to listen to them!
Later that night I went and shot a photo shoot for Not The Government. The shoot ended amusingly. Photos will be available soon.
And now it's Monday Monday and I'm relaxing with a Rusty Nail mixed with Drambuie courtesy of Tony.
It's already time to get ready for tomorrow.
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Your comment about parents' wisdom reminds me of the famous quote attributed to Mark Twain:
"When I was 14 I thought my father was a fool; by the time I reached 21, I was amazed at how much the old man had learned in 7 years."
Incidentally, there is a 2-way street involved here. Children realize that parents are not as dumb as kids thoughts; parents, on the other hand, learn how wise their children can be (once you stop seeing them as "your kids" and start seeing them as co-equal adults). It is really quite a nice moment in time. Your comment also reminds me of that old Spanish saying (and there is an "old Spanish saying" for almost every occasion): "En cabeza ajena, nadie aprende." Let me know if you can figure that one out.
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