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a thousand welcomes
Oh my god. Coolest thing ever. Well...maybe not ever, because there are other things in the same vein that are pretty damn cool, but it's definitely up there. Especially all the way over here.
I have never, ever had four-and-a-half hour phone conversations and not even noticed the time.
So yeah.
Told you I'd talk when the time was right.
Anyway. I'm here in WI. The last couple of days I have had strangely amazingly good food. And like, a lot of it. Like Friday night I had bread and tomato soup and salmon with mashed potatoes and blood orange sorbet. And Saturday morning I had eggs with cheese and tomatoes and onions and cereal and Door County cherries and bacon and toast. Last night I had bread and tomatoes and mozzarella and salad and more salmon with avacado salsa. The only reason I didn't finish it was my parents were like "uh, we have to go or we'll be late for Gaelic Storm."
Speaking of which, Gaelic Storm kicks some righteous ass. So fucking cool. And I have their new CD, which has Johnny Tarr Part 2! And last night they were like "okay, we're going to play a song called Johnny Tarr." But first they play the first couple of lines sort of bluesy. And then they do it again and Murphy's up there rapping it out. And then they do it again but it's "Sweet Home Alabama." And then Murphy's like "okay, now we're going to play the real version"--but it's "Stairway to Heaven," and people are holding up their cellphones like lighters. It was awesome.
And the first group we saw earlier in the day, Reilly, played "Ring of Fire," "Come on Eileen," and "The Devil Went Down to Georgia." Good times.
So the reason there's all this cool stuff going on is that it's Irish Fest this weekend. So there's kickass music and kickass stuff and random people wandering around in kilts and women with shirts that say "Official Kilt Inspector" and guys with shirts that say "License to Kilt" and green everywhere. Like I go in there with my Emerald City shades on and then I realize that no one will see them that way because we're in a sea of Irish Pride.
Oh but there's so much cool stuff to get. So instead of writing about it all right now, I'm just going to go look at it some more. I'll probably update again when I get home tomorrow.
I have never, ever had four-and-a-half hour phone conversations and not even noticed the time.
So yeah.
Told you I'd talk when the time was right.
Anyway. I'm here in WI. The last couple of days I have had strangely amazingly good food. And like, a lot of it. Like Friday night I had bread and tomato soup and salmon with mashed potatoes and blood orange sorbet. And Saturday morning I had eggs with cheese and tomatoes and onions and cereal and Door County cherries and bacon and toast. Last night I had bread and tomatoes and mozzarella and salad and more salmon with avacado salsa. The only reason I didn't finish it was my parents were like "uh, we have to go or we'll be late for Gaelic Storm."
Speaking of which, Gaelic Storm kicks some righteous ass. So fucking cool. And I have their new CD, which has Johnny Tarr Part 2! And last night they were like "okay, we're going to play a song called Johnny Tarr." But first they play the first couple of lines sort of bluesy. And then they do it again and Murphy's up there rapping it out. And then they do it again but it's "Sweet Home Alabama." And then Murphy's like "okay, now we're going to play the real version"--but it's "Stairway to Heaven," and people are holding up their cellphones like lighters. It was awesome.
And the first group we saw earlier in the day, Reilly, played "Ring of Fire," "Come on Eileen," and "The Devil Went Down to Georgia." Good times.
So the reason there's all this cool stuff going on is that it's Irish Fest this weekend. So there's kickass music and kickass stuff and random people wandering around in kilts and women with shirts that say "Official Kilt Inspector" and guys with shirts that say "License to Kilt" and green everywhere. Like I go in there with my Emerald City shades on and then I realize that no one will see them that way because we're in a sea of Irish Pride.
Oh but there's so much cool stuff to get. So instead of writing about it all right now, I'm just going to go look at it some more. I'll probably update again when I get home tomorrow.
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That's my random bits of observational judgement of the situation.lol... based on crude bits and pieces of stories and adventures. But it's made with Love!
La la la... yey for emrald city shades! Yey for Irish pride. Yey for KILTS!
And yey for Stories.
Be good! And if you're not... I wanna hear about it! :-P
;-)
-Liz-
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About being good.... o;)
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But yeah, we're moving back to Wisconsin. Milwaukee this time. Although really it's mostly my parents because I'll be at school and my brother's going to college this year as well--but we will be in the area on vacations and stuff n stuff. So.