But darling you still gambled every thing you gave. . .

Between a food blog and a popular ephemera blog I've twisted and turned about what to do in this blog space. The concept of this blog is fabulous but uncharted so I'm going to post about live music in Portland and disappoint you with my use of adjectives.

Saw Melissa Nadler tonight. She's a good singer/song writer from Boston. I listened to her a few years ago cause she wrote this song about Daisy and Violet, the infamous conjoined twins who appeared in the movie 'Freaks' and bagged groceries at a store in Charlotte that my Grandmother frequented. True story. Fitzgerald met them in Hollywood and puked on site not due to shock but a hangover. I like Marissa's song "Bird On Your Grave". This is my first post about live music so I'm gun shy but next time I'll go all the way and provide links and shit.
-Emily

catching up over a round

I'm not much of a picture taker. I like having pictures of family and friends and sometimes over do it on vacations, but I have very few photos of day-to-day or weekend-to-weekend life. It turns out, however that I love to take pictures of what I'm drinking. Like annoying avid picture snappers, I guess I'm trying to capture and document the good times. I guess unlike others, I don't always have shiny happy faces reflecting meaningful moments to collect because I'm often enjoying myself alone. I had all of these photos on my cell phone.

Cheerwine at the Latham Mart from just before I left the 'boro. Sweet, sweet Cheerwine.

Right after I moved to Chicago, I bought six-pack of Old Style twenty-twos to mark my return to the midwest. I drank them and smoked on my "porch." I still enjoy the fine krausened taste even without the Parliaments.











More recently, I went to DC to meet with alumni of my program to see what kind of work I can get after I graduate in a year. After several days of suit wearin and elbow rubbin, some classmates and I went to the Brickskeller to unwind. They have like a zillion beers, a burger with salami on it, and a nice pub-like feel. Needless to say, I recommend it.





I spent Spring Break 09 in the Charm City with some of my favorite people. We got delicious Korean BBQ at a place pronounced though certainly not spelled Young Cock. Hooray for old friends, hot meat, and pickled cabbage.

- sarah

Be careful what you apply for. . .

So I applied for some job in Portland in January and the employer called for a phone interview. After the interview I didn't hear anything from them for three weeks so I figured the soft "r's" I used to cover up my southern accent had backfired. But NO, they called last week and requested a video conference interview. This is a picture of a university conference room in Portland from a corporate conference room in Greensboro. I think the interview went well but talking to a room full of people drinking their morning coffee after I've finished lunch is a little strange. . .and to be completely honest I feel a little queasy about the entire ordeal.
- E.K.

I don't have anywhere else to put this. . .

-E

Future Nostalgia

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a scent combination that, if ever encountered again, will remind me of walking through Kimbark Plaza in Hyde Park.

-sarah

Waves of Mutilation

My ipod played a Disband song on shuffle and threw me into waves of nostalgia that have momentarily overwhelmed me. Remeberances of sweaty rocknroll and beer-filled basements. Dancing, petty grievances, late night bars, rivers and tubes and bbqs. Egad, man. I wanna swim and dance and hug my friends. Can I trade back some responsibility for some fun?

-sarah

I am very brave.

I just signed my voluntary severance package - my ticket out of the office chair that hurts my tail bone every day. As I stood up to leave my signing meeting the Human Resource manager told me that I was very brave. She looked me dead in eyes and said, "Well Emily, you sure are brave." and I burst into laughter that shot straight from my gut. I don't think it takes a lot of courage to leave a situation that totally SUCKS. Brave? ::snorts and scoffs::

I've added some links to blogs that I read and enjoy enough to visit again. . . and one link to another blog that I write. I'll add some more and you should too! Sarah, can you think any blogs about music that don't suck? I can't. You know what else? I'm going to add some embarrassing fashion blogs. Additionally, when I set this blog up I thought I'd use blogspot because I already have a blog on wordpress and I guess I thought I should play the field of blogging. Big mistake. Wordpress kicks blogger's ass.