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kittydesade) wrote2004-08-01 10:09 pm
kittydesade) wrote2004-08-01 10:09 pm
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Celtic Fest was highly entertaining. May go to another one that's in... wait for it... Dublin.
No, not Dublin in Ireland. I wish. Dublin in about an hour, hour and a half from here.
Saw a bunch of really cool musical groups including two that I am now so totally in love with. Somewhat along the lines of Tempest: Homeland and Wolfstone. Homeland is actually based pretty close to where I live, which is cool. The members of Wolfstone sported genuine Scots-Irish accents (depending on the band member, Scots or Irish or something) and so are decidedly not local. Ah well.
Ohyeah. Other fun bits at the Celtic Fest. As we were going in a guy tried to get us to sign his petitiony thing to persuade the local Reps to vote for the marriage-man-woman-bullshit amendment. I tolerated his spiel for about two seconds after which I told him I didn't think my girlfriend would like that. He shut up real quick.
Lesse. Bought a pair of earrings to satisfy the magpie. I swear, any time I go near a place with earrings or jewelry with money in my pocket to spend, I get nagged to buy some. He even tried to get me to buy a shirt with rhinestones on it. Tastefully placed rhinestones, but still rhinestones. He's still bitter about that.
Bodhran player looked like Dai. Not. Cool.
Oh yeah. And some random signs that I've been doing way too much TM lately:
1. Looking at cars on the way there and back to see what kind of car would be good for Red's car body.
2. Tousled straight shoulderlengthish long-haired teenage scrawny boychik in glasses somehow automatically = Mike
3a. On the way back, pass a Trans Am semi. I didn't know they were still making those. Are they?
3b. On the way back, pass a Knight Transportation truck. Yeah.
4. Tall, skinny, scraggly long-haired bouncy guitar lead singer person. Yeah.
All in all, though. Good day.
No, not Dublin in Ireland. I wish. Dublin in about an hour, hour and a half from here.
Saw a bunch of really cool musical groups including two that I am now so totally in love with. Somewhat along the lines of Tempest: Homeland and Wolfstone. Homeland is actually based pretty close to where I live, which is cool. The members of Wolfstone sported genuine Scots-Irish accents (depending on the band member, Scots or Irish or something) and so are decidedly not local. Ah well.
Ohyeah. Other fun bits at the Celtic Fest. As we were going in a guy tried to get us to sign his petitiony thing to persuade the local Reps to vote for the marriage-man-woman-bullshit amendment. I tolerated his spiel for about two seconds after which I told him I didn't think my girlfriend would like that. He shut up real quick.
Lesse. Bought a pair of earrings to satisfy the magpie. I swear, any time I go near a place with earrings or jewelry with money in my pocket to spend, I get nagged to buy some. He even tried to get me to buy a shirt with rhinestones on it. Tastefully placed rhinestones, but still rhinestones. He's still bitter about that.
Bodhran player looked like Dai. Not. Cool.
Oh yeah. And some random signs that I've been doing way too much TM lately:
1. Looking at cars on the way there and back to see what kind of car would be good for Red's car body.
2. Tousled straight shoulderlengthish long-haired teenage scrawny boychik in glasses somehow automatically = Mike
3a. On the way back, pass a Trans Am semi. I didn't know they were still making those. Are they?
3b. On the way back, pass a Knight Transportation truck. Yeah.
4. Tall, skinny, scraggly long-haired bouncy guitar lead singer person. Yeah.
All in all, though. Good day.