I totally want the pull-out poster.

Barack Obama Tiger Beat Cover Clinches Slumber Party Vote. (Via the Onion).

(And yes, I know my comments are down, but I've been too busy to take care of it.)

endgame

I don't care what anyone else says, I thought the Sopranos' ending (that end scene, at least) was perfect.

yodel-lay-eeee-hoo...

In case you missed Baby Grand's most awesome rendition of "The Lonely Goatherder" at the Broadway showtunes show...

back to business

I'm feeling a little human now that it's June, finally. (May 2007, you can suck it). Tanita I owe you an email. Sarah, you too. Serena, I owe you even more.

Anyway - we celebrated the very non-May 2007-ness of the weekend by going to the Arcade Fire show with our friends Richard & Michelle and their friends Adrian and Dawn.

It was a spectacular show that lifted my mood immeasurably. How can you not love a band that has a wrestling horn section and a perscussion player who scales the scaffolding?

The show just pretty much rocked and they sounded so great live and were clearly having fun and everyone in the crowd was pretty well-behaved if you don't count the guy in front of us who shushed Michelle. Dude, it's an outdoor concert - she can cheer if she wants too. Jeez.

Anyway, at one point, singer Win Butler told a story about almost getting into a fight at a Berkeley basketball court earlier in the day.

And now, in the true spirit of the Internet, there are not one but two blogs on the subject:


Arcade Fire Stole My Basketball

and:

Arcade Fire Didn't Steal Dude's Basketball.


Awesome.