And that's why Laura will always be one of my favorite people.
Her improptu performance at Mr. Goodbar brought me within seconds of peeing my pants.........apparently the bouncer was having a similar problem as he reprimanded her behavior "THis is not a jungle-gym"..........
........I guess not, now a skanky bar designed for beer soaked bumpin' and grindin', that's a whole different story......

Goodbye Sweet Sades, you've served us well.......the drives and the jumps,
the laughter and the fear you evoked.




And poor sad Mike.....the night before he said his final goodbyes to Sades......:(

Ahh yes, thanks to the most terrific host this side of the Mississippi, my trip to D.C. was a blast. Here are some visual highlights:




Nothing says tourist like a bright blue Smithsonian Institute poncho........travelin' round town like little slippery smurfs......





Besides the massive amount of "oohing and aahhing" over monuments and buildings we also got the chance to catch a few shows. David Dondero (pictured above) opened for the Good Life. He was terriffic, in fact the whole show was amazing.......I apologize to Jesse for my "superfan" behavior......





Tim Kasher of the Good Life.........swoon.




Ted Leo and the Pharmacists.......fun, fun, fun




Thanks for the hospitality Jesse, you're the BEST!!!!!!

Curse the fish that ate
more than
what filled'em
Now I have to tell
my little cousin
"I killed'em"

I knew it, the moment my uncle charged me with the care of his little animal menagerie, I sensed that the fish was gonna be trouble.

He stared at me through the plastic walls of his little tank.....taunting me in between bubbles....."I make you nervous don't I?...you're unnerved by my silky fins and gills, and big'ol eyes.....you're questioning your abilities as an animal caretaker....you're questioning yourself......you can't do it, you don't know how, I don't bark, I don't meow or scratch on the door.....There's no telling how I'm feeling, how close I am to the edge.....don't slip up, any 'accident' is on your hands... "

He had it all planned out, and yet there was no fear in his little fishy eyes, just contempt.
And now the little bugger is dead, and I have to explain to my family why their beloved goldfish gorged himself to death the moment they left town.......suicide isn't pretty folks....

My Sis and her beau Benny.....
They took such good care of me!!





Siren Music Festival......soooo crowded, sooo hot.......but worth it.



TV On THe Radio,.....I was really looking forward to their set but to tell you the truth, they were kind of disappointing.



THe gentleman in the greeen button-down is from Blonde Redhead, I spotted him checking out TV On The Radio, so I snapped a picture.....
I'm the person that celebrities (or semi-celebrities, hate)


Mabye the only reason that TV On The Radio disappointed was because I had just come from The Thermals show.......which left me thouroughly rocked
!!!

Yep, that's me, the nerd who has her picture taken with members of the band.......I couldn't help myself, stopped to chat,.....camera in hand.....good-looking sweaty fella......
I'm weak...

The concert was held at Coney Island, I don't think I've ever seen as many pasty hipsters so near the beach........they seemed kind of lost.
Poor boy struggled so hard to role up his tight little jeans......


Way too much fresh air.....


Death Cab played a fantastic set, unfortunately, this was as close as I could get to the stage. The Till'T'Whirl to my left made it a bit hard to hear......