big old brick and david sedaris.
if that title doesn't grab your attention....
my big workout was good, more painful than last weekend but good. it was a tad windier, and i was dehydrated/malnurished more than last week and still rode faster (by a couple of minutes). what this means you ask? well, under well hydrated and caloried conditions i should be even faster. ahh, the mind of the long distance athlete. the run hurt but then again, i didn't have 6ozs of coke between disciplines this week, and that seemed to make a big difference (note to self). all in all, it was 4hrs of goodness. and done before 2 on saturday.
"layed ill" for the afternoon and then we had a nice grilled dinner. off to the orpheum for david sedaris. now, i wasn't expecting what i saw as we pulled up to state street. the line was enormous. apparently long enough to make me sick (i dealt with a bout of naucesousness waiting in line...i think i ate too much for dinner). parking was a bit of a mess as well, there were several events going on apparently.
once inside, we took our customary balcony seats and shortly after sitting came to the conclusion that just about every annoying person in the city of madison had come to this show. really, it was amazing. the guy in front of us kept talking about the 'annie' show (loud enough so that everyone around him knew he went to the 'annie' show). "when we went to the annie show, we sat in the very last row' and 'when we were at the annie show, we drank this type of beer" ect. there aren't many times in life when shaking someone is prudent, but this may have been one of the cases.
"listen buddy, annie is a man hater (especially a knuckle dragger like you) and you shouldn't admit going to that show or risk being branded a moron!!" i can imagine him as 'that guy' at any concert you've ever gone to. the one who drinks too much and yells things like 'play some skynard' and such. and then, when he talks about the shows he refers to the artists by first name: 'the annie show was good but not as good as the dave show at alpine.' he was a concert prick. otherwise know as: asshole.
david was funny as ever, he was actually more comfortable being the center of attention (compared to sarah vowell) than i would have guessed. he read a couple of fables, one with a gorrila hair stylist talking to a cat and one about farm yard fowel (chickens with lesbian slant, roosters, geese, hens etc). then it was an aritcle he wrote for the new yorker, and another one about a dirty mouthed well dressed couple on an airplane and a cabbie who like to talk about 'fucking.' he finished his readings with some from his journal. those were funny (he cracked himself up).
it was a good night. another night making me happy to be madisonian. the farmers market opens next week!!!
my big workout was good, more painful than last weekend but good. it was a tad windier, and i was dehydrated/malnurished more than last week and still rode faster (by a couple of minutes). what this means you ask? well, under well hydrated and caloried conditions i should be even faster. ahh, the mind of the long distance athlete. the run hurt but then again, i didn't have 6ozs of coke between disciplines this week, and that seemed to make a big difference (note to self). all in all, it was 4hrs of goodness. and done before 2 on saturday.
"layed ill" for the afternoon and then we had a nice grilled dinner. off to the orpheum for david sedaris. now, i wasn't expecting what i saw as we pulled up to state street. the line was enormous. apparently long enough to make me sick (i dealt with a bout of naucesousness waiting in line...i think i ate too much for dinner). parking was a bit of a mess as well, there were several events going on apparently.
once inside, we took our customary balcony seats and shortly after sitting came to the conclusion that just about every annoying person in the city of madison had come to this show. really, it was amazing. the guy in front of us kept talking about the 'annie' show (loud enough so that everyone around him knew he went to the 'annie' show). "when we went to the annie show, we sat in the very last row' and 'when we were at the annie show, we drank this type of beer" ect. there aren't many times in life when shaking someone is prudent, but this may have been one of the cases.
"listen buddy, annie is a man hater (especially a knuckle dragger like you) and you shouldn't admit going to that show or risk being branded a moron!!" i can imagine him as 'that guy' at any concert you've ever gone to. the one who drinks too much and yells things like 'play some skynard' and such. and then, when he talks about the shows he refers to the artists by first name: 'the annie show was good but not as good as the dave show at alpine.' he was a concert prick. otherwise know as: asshole.
david was funny as ever, he was actually more comfortable being the center of attention (compared to sarah vowell) than i would have guessed. he read a couple of fables, one with a gorrila hair stylist talking to a cat and one about farm yard fowel (chickens with lesbian slant, roosters, geese, hens etc). then it was an aritcle he wrote for the new yorker, and another one about a dirty mouthed well dressed couple on an airplane and a cabbie who like to talk about 'fucking.' he finished his readings with some from his journal. those were funny (he cracked himself up).
it was a good night. another night making me happy to be madisonian. the farmers market opens next week!!!
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