Cuddles

This is pretty much the best picture I've seen in a very long time. Cuddles the Hippo is 43 years old, lives at the San Francisco Zoo, and eats pumpkins for breakfast.
Check it here:

Zam-Zam-Zamboni

Laura and I went to a Colorado Avalanche hockey game on Monday night. I have discovered the best thing about hockey is the Zamboni. I took a picture of the Zamboni with my camera phone, but I don't know how to get it all up on the Internet, so here is a picture of a different Zamboni:

The only other thing better than the Zamboni at the hockey game is if the hockey players get in a fight, and since they didn't fight Monday night, Zamboni wins HANDS DOWN. Hands down, that's right. I would really like to ride/drive a Zamboni someday. That could be a great goal.

Regina and Rocky

I saw a couple good shows this weekend. I'm going to write about the second first, because it was last night, and it was lovely. Regina Spektor played the Bluebird, the venue that is literally a 30 second walk from my front door. If you haven't seen her, make sure you try to catch her when she is in your proximity. Beautiful voice, beautiful personality, and she wore a sparkly tutu AND could play the piano like nobody's business.

In addition, between the end of the show and the encore, she let a couple come on stage (fairly young, early 20's for sure) and the dude proposed to the chick right there on stage, he said after only knowing her 4 months. I'm generally not a fan of such public displays of proposal, but they were little punk rocker kiddies and it was actually quite cute as she (the chica) was genuinely surprised about her man's plans. Oh and she said yes.

Highlights were "Fidelity," "Summer in the City," "Baby Jesus", "On the Radio" "Us," Samson," "Sailor Song," "Your Honor," "Hotel Song" and "Better" (Yes, I really like her latest CD). It was delightful, and I even met someone who recognized my nataliedee t-shirt.

Then, the first show of the weekend, on Saturday night, was Rocky Votolato at the Gothic. I've been listening to a lot of his stuff the past month and half since my lil bro burned me most of his music. Plus, his latest album is entitled "Makers" after my favorite whiskey, so I appreciate that. And towards the end of his set he took not one, but two shots of the tasty drink.

The crowd was a little big for his mainly solo guitar performance and songs, but most people were appreciating it, and he did rock out on some. I think most were there to see Lucero who I didn't stick around for, on account of being out a bit too late in my 'hood on Friday night.

Highlights were "Suicide Medicine", "Montana," "Makers" and "Mix Tapes / Cell Mates." I got there and I think he was two songs in, but I was able to slide up to the front with no issues and slide out after. Totally worth $13. And no one cared when I sang along, because most of them were, too. And you all now, I do like to sing.

You better BACON believe it

Sometimes, I have ideas that some people may think of as strange. I however, don't think they are that strange. I'm the type of person who gets really really excited about what some may think are little things, for example seeing friends I haven't seen in a long time, finding $5 in a pair of jeans I haven't worn in a year, leaving work early on a Friday, and hearing certain Madonna songs unexpectedly on the jukebox.
Some months back I was thinking about how much I like bacon. To me, everything tastes better with bacon on it. It's a truth similar to, say, Christmas is always better with snow. So, I was thinking about bacon these many months ago, and thought, what would I NEVER put bacon on. Why, vanilla ice cream of course. So, from here, the idea stuck in my mind to try this at some point. There were really no takers until Stacy moved back, and she was all about the experiment. Which got me really, really excited about it all over again.
A few weeks ago we set the date for our Bacon Ice Cream to be Thursday the 12th (last night). At the start of Grey's Anatomy we began sizzlin' up that fabulous meat, cooking to desired crispiness. Then, we crumbled it and sprinkled it over that delicious vanilla ice cream. Stacy brought whipped cream for added flair, and we oozed a bit of chocolate syrup on for good measure.
THE RESULT: AMAZINGLY FANTASTIC. To quote Stacy "Thank you for the best ice cream sundae of my life." Laura's reaction, "I was a doubter, but I was wrong." Now I hope to make believers out of all of you, but I trust that many of you will not believe till you try it. Also I suggest actual bacon, because bacon bits are just gross in general.

Punk Rock Bingo

Tonight, Stacy and I ventured down to the Lion's Lair (a fabulous, small, dive bar a few blocks down the road) to play Punk Rock Bingo and drink $1 PBRs. Yeah, it was pretty much the greatest thing ever.
Stacy bingoed not once, but twice. The first time she won a certain Tickler device and the second time she won another tickler she gave to me (I had no idea there was such a thing before). hahahhhaah. Far and away the best bingo prizes ever. Not to mention that we made friends with the bartender and some of the regular bingo players, one of which was an approximately 55 year old woman who liked to tell dirty jokes and give high fives. Yes, it was as awesome as it sounds.
I may have found my Tuesday night post-baseball season activity that will get me through the offseason.
Holla holla!

Playoffs!

My Twins are in the playoffs and I am SOOOOO super-pumped. Not to mention they are the AL Central Champs! First game today at 11 mountain time--I am so listening to it in my office today.
GO TWINS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Johan is pitching today. I'm hoping for a victory! He is a stud.