It was kind of an epic weekend.
On Friday, Keith and I went to The Protomen's long-awaited Queen CD release show at Exit/In. Have I mentioned how much I love this band? It was a fantastic night, and The Protomen nailed every song. They sounded exactly like Queen, and there was so much energy and excitement in the air. Everyone we know, or ever knew, or attended second grade with was there. Seriously, everyone was there--including Tenacious D. When the D took the stage to play "Bohemian Rhapsody," I thought I'd explode. That might be me screaming like a drunken banshee, for which I apologize. Use my library voice? Please! "Bohemian Rhapsody" is dear to me. It was the first piece of music I ever spent money on (cassette single, age 9, 1991). I spent months learning to play it on piano when I was in high school, and won second place playing it in a talent show when I was 17. But I'd never heard it sound quite like this.
Saturday was spent preparing to move, and yesterday Keith, our friend Cal, and I spent nearly 12 hours moving Keith's mammoth crapton of stuff into my place. And riding the dolly around the storage unit, wheeeee! Most of Keith's stuff went into the most painfully hip storage unit I've ever seen, but I still had to sidle through a maze of boxes to feed the cat and get to my laptop this morning.
|I am so not making this up.|
I'm going to go wiggle through the cardboard labyrinth.
Anyone care to share advice on happy cohabitation?