I am in a pretty damn good mood right now, having just come back from my first Muse concert. How can I say they were fucking awesome without swearing? Even from as far back as I was sitting I could see Matt Bellamy strutting around on stage and working that guitar like nothing else. It was awe-inspiring. “Supermassive black hole”, “Knights of Cydonia”, “Hysteria”, “Stockholm Syndrome” were just some of the songs they played and I was lapping up every damn second of it. ...
Things have been especially busy lately. I’ve been hanging out with my girlfriend Adriana a lot. Yes Mum, I’ve met the family, and they’re absolutely hilarious! So things are good there. I recently helped organise a “baby shower” (I use the quotes since it had guys there too, and showers as such are normally a female-only affair) for my friends Jessie and Omar, and I took pictures at another shower party for friends Maha and Matt. ...
On the weekend I attended a double first: a Cuban wedding, and a wedding in South Beach. It was an incredibly short church service, but that just meant more time to party afterwards. Which they did. A lot of. I’ve never seen so much dancing (and good dancing at that) at a wedding. Congrats go out to Milly and Val! Some pictures are included below, click here for the set slideshow. ...
Apparently there was a developing tornado spotted in South Florida this afternoon, specifically forming over Tamarac, where I happen to live! It didn’t touch down, and not much damage was caused, apparently, but I’m curious to see what damage was done on the drive home tonight. UPDATE: Absolutely no damage whatsoever. Yay! I have to add, and this is the craziness in me becoming more apparent, but as soon as I heard there was a tornado forming I wanted to go home, grab my camera and take some pictures. I didn’t do that… perhaps next time. ...
Heard a funny story at a work luncheon yesterday. I’m going to paraphrase this one, I can’t remember all the details due to me laughing so much while the story was being told. One of my friends who lives down in South Beach was invited to dinner by a friend. “We’re going to have dinner with Tiesto!” For anyone who listens to dance music, that would be quite a dinner to attend. Except, she hadn’t really heard of him. Anyway, they’re out at dinner, she asked him questions like: ...
I gave into this phenomenon, which is an exercise in usability frustration, a long time ago. If you got sucked in like I did, let me know at http://www.myspace.com/daecks.
Here are some pictures from the Thursday night. Looking at the first picture we have Eddie, Andrea, Jon and PK! I’m pouting/pursing my lips in some of the pictures (as are the other guys) because Andrea’s ex never smiled in any of his photos, and always did that with his mouth. We are always paying her out about that. I’m particularly impressed with my effort in the second photo. ...
Shameless plug, yes. I am tired. Really tired. Last night I got back to my friend’s house and crashed on the couch at . . . 4:30am. So I guess I really got back this morning. My project group this morning was serving up breakfast, so I had to be at work at 7:30am. That hurt a lot, especially now that I’m 28! OMFG my bones are giving up on me, I’ll need a walking frame soon and where the hell did I put my falsies??? ...
So for the past few days I’ve found myself in Las Vegas, catching up with a friend who is in the US on a work assignment with some of his colleagues. This place is a LOT of fun. “I don’t gamble”, but I have been playing a few blackjack tables here and there and doing okay. Last night though at the Hard Rock casino my mind finally gave up on me and I could not even add together 7 and 4. No, I lie. I could add that together fine, it’s just that 5 seconds later I forgot what the total was. After realising that wasn’t helping me (I forgot I came to that conclusion several times) I decided to have an early night (4 am) and reboot my mind. Looking forward to doing it all over again tonight! ...
and then I found that my flatmate does not even have half the necessary baking gear for such a task (and it *is* only pavlova). ’tis a sad, sad day for Pavlova Kristian. You know, I could run off to a Walmart and buy all the stuff I need, but I actually feel much better bitching about it on my blog. Yes, this was really just a post to keep my blog updated. ...