Despite my week “off”, I’ve been as busy as ever, and have neglected blogging in favor of building amd4.net. However, last night we went to Northampton to document Ry’s show at the Iron Horse with Amber Rubarth — I filmed (hopefully to be released as bonus material for his upcoming live disc), DD took photos:
I purposely did not photograph the cup I made because of its atrocious glaze job. Seriously, a toddler could have done better. But I did make these mildly successfully:
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and/or
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Because I’m a little too busy right now with school and all, but I don’t want to neglect you, here’s two of my favorite things: 1) the full theme song from Cheers, which I committed to memory after it aired in 1990, and 2) The Kelly Song, also from Cheers, which I also committed to memory around the age of twelve. Don’t thank me. I do this for you.
In a later post I will discuss my impending 6-week trip to rural Peru to make a documentary and my impending marriage. But for now, cheers:
And I swear, the next round of pots are NOT going to be for ice cream! In fact I’ve already made a large bowl for fruit and a huge cup. (Applause.) Some from this week, including my Clover Bowl in honor of St. Paddy:
Hugh posted this via Facebook, which I thought was great — a little primer for you all about why my ma’s house foreclosed and why the presidential candidates kept going on about Main Street/Wall Street. I can’t say I understand everything after watching it once, but it helped. (Ignore the offensive part about the sub-prime family characterized by overweight, smoking vector-people with an abundance of crying babies. Not an accurate depiction! Geeze!)
Until I dig myself out of the Hole of Unending Work that I’ve been sucked into these past few weeks, there won’t be much interesting stuff on this blog, so you might as well get your edumacation on while you wait for me to become interesting again:
Thanks to the interweb, I now have proof that all people in Pennsylvania talk like me — expect the results for “Florida”, which I pronounce Flarr-i-dah.