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December 08, 2006
Friday Shuffle - The Math-Doing Edition
I've never been good at math. As an adult I've done well with kitchen math, obviously. I made a small career out of taking recipes for four servings and making them feed 50. I'm also getting pretty good at sewing/knitting/crafty math. I understand how gauge works.
Here's some more math I've figured out recently.
A lovely gift from the lovely Summer + Ray LaMontagne in concert = luscious awesomeness.
Ray LaMontagne + the Bee Gees/Michael Bolton song I referenced a few days ago = bliss. I knew there had to be someone out there who could do such a well-written song justice, and Ray's the man. Ray's the man in a lot of ways.
Ray + me = true love forever.
(Okay, so maybe I'm not as good at math as I thought.)
(2)Thirtysomethings + (1) pretty, trendy bar filled with twentysomethings = instant age-ification. My boobs were three inches lower and I had developed liver spots by the time we left. But it was fun.
One Absolut Mandarin tonic + one glass of Renwood Zinfandel + (5)sleepless nights = sweet, sweet blissful snoozing, unless the freezing factor is present. Thus:
One Absolut Mandarin tonic + one glass of Renwood Zinfandel + (5) sleepless nights + hypothermia = yet another sleep-deprived night, coupled with being awake enough to feel the dreaded end of the buzz.
One overtired, tantrumy toddler + one sleep-starved mother = one blissful afternoon in which A + B = 3.5 hours of napping.
And that's how the past 24 hours add up. In case you're not as good at math as me, let me give you the English major's edition:
Summer bought tickets for us to see Ray for my birthday. Excellent seats, in a most perfect location for panty-flinging. A delightful show featuring one of the most mesmerizing, unique voices I've ever heard. Even the crowd was delightful and seated, save for Interpretive Dance Girl, who was spotted a few rows below us to the right, partaking in moves I haven't seen since attending my granny's Pentecostal church as a child. A few drinks were consumed. Time was spent talking (and I'm having my usual next-day remorse because I'm pretty sure I talked Summer's ear off) and watching people who couldn't possibly be old enough to venture into an adult drinking establishment.
I also learned a new way of dealing with the ongoing Merry Christmas/Happy Holidays controversy. While leaving the club, I overheard a woman wishing a man a merry christmas. He flung his arms high into the air, raised his voice and replied, "Shut! The fuck! Up!", pumping his arms to punctuate each word. I'm going to do the same thing when issued holiday greetings from now on.
I came home, positive I'd sleep the sweet, lovely sleep of the mildly buzzed and exhausted, only to lay awake until the wee morning hours when it finally dawned on me that perhaps if I'd stop shivering, maybe I'd fall asleep.
Sweatpants + 11 degree temperatures = finally passing out around 3 AM. And then Clara Jane and I slept all day until we shuffled awake for our new nocturnal lifestyle.
1. Fillmore Jive - Pavement
2. Blue Suede Shoes - Elvis
3. Do You Feel Loved - U2
4. Pride and Joy - Stevie Ray Vaughn
5. Hit the Plane Down - Pavement
6. Northern Lad - Tori Amos
7. Move it on Over - Hank Williams
8. High Plains Drifter - Beastie Boys
9. Golden Heart - Kirsty MacColl
10. Perfect Circle - REM
1+2+3+4+5+6+7+8+9+10 = rocking out hardcore.
And speaking of which, if you want a taste of Ray live, listen to NPR's live broadcast of his Washington DC show this Monday. I highly recommend it. If you miss it, they usually have concerts available in their fabulous archive page.
Posted by Robin at December 8, 2006 10:00 PM
Comments
Interpretive Dance Girl should be barred from all concerts. I have Ray LaMontagne's album with Trouble on it but haven't heard the new one. Your math skills are amazing.
Posted by: Katya at December 9, 2006 11:51 AM
Ah yes, "Interpretive Dance Girl" was here in Tulsa when Willie Nelson & Bob Dylan played at Driller Stadium; she danced and spun until she danced right out of half of her clothes and then fell on our blanket... Oh, the memories! ;)
Posted by: Debbie at December 9, 2006 03:57 PM
You know normally my eyes glaze over and a thin trickle of drool escapes my lips when I'm confronted with math but you make it all fun!
Posted by: Dixie at December 9, 2006 05:13 PM
Oh isn't he awesome...you are the first person to speak of him. I missed the show, had to work. Did he sing Trouble slow or the new fast version...I really prefer it slow. And I really like Jolene. I have 3 of his albums.
Posted by: JO at December 9, 2006 05:23 PM
It's been too long since Kirsty was in the Friday shuffle. I have been watching. Mwahahahahhahahaha!!!!
Posted by: Zoe at December 10, 2006 03:38 AM
It was a good, good night. In fact, I'm still riding high on post-show fumes. [insert deep, breathy sigh here]
Thanks for the show link. And no you did not talk my ears off. They are only slightly loose, a condition I can remedy with a garlic clove and half-slab o' bacon.
It's all good.
Ahh. Ray. *twinkle*
Posted by: Summer at December 10, 2006 09:44 AM
