Thanksgiving is the most enjoyable of the holidays. There is no pressure of gift giving. No hours and hours of untangling skeins of lights. Minimal (none in my family) decorating. No laborious shopping and mall traffic. No over comercialization, in fact most retail stores skip right to the Christmas decorations (thank you Nordstrom's for not having decorations until the day after Thanksgiving). And finally, no multiple family Thanksgivings. You pick your favorite portion of the family, and settle in for the long haul
But there are 2 football games to watch. All the food you can eat. And if you are a male, at least in my family, no cooking or preperation of any kind. Best of all, no one bothers you if you fall asleep on the couch. Instead they will just say "oh, that's the tryptophan".
So I say: "thank you Mayflower", and all the settlers therein. Even though you were a plague to the indians (figuretively and literally), you did give us one hell of a holiday.
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Agreed on Thankgiving. I was expecting to hear about your weekend of work. Did you make it to the Purdue/Indiana game?
The other weekend, Geoff and I went to the Truckers concert at the Riviera. And I wish I had a positive thing to say about it. Well we did get good seats. The DBT were opening for another band, The Hold Steady, so they were on a schedule - something they are not uses to when they play by themselves. Unfortunately, the DBTs decided the best use of time would be to crame as many songs as possible into their hour and twenty minute allotment. Bad idea...aweful idea. Half the interest in their music is the story and they didn't bother to slow down to tell it.
And then there was the sound. It was bad.
OK. In my mind an abreviated set wasn't a bad thing and I still found it entertaining.
Until the Hold Steady came on stage. And then I left.
The Hold Steady show... how do I explain it... It was a frat boy sing along. It was ridiculous. They had a lot of energy - I will give them that. But they were all show. After four songs the music became repetitive and unbearable.
I should have know what I was getting into from the start. While waiting in line to get in (there was a line!). The door man yelled out for women to form a seprate line (men and women get frisked separaly). And suprisingly there were only a few women in the line. The line was all dudes. Dudes with spiky hair and striped shirts. I had to be in the wrong line.
There were so many things wrong with that show. I just had to leave.
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