Fly Urban Look

There is a lot of construction going on around these parts.  Mostly apartment buildings.  There are some I don’t really like because they look all patchworky.  There’s a high rise that looks funny to me because the windows are about 4 different shades of blue.  We took to calling it urban camouflage. (Urban Camouflage, so close to being a cover band name) I want to like it, but I really don’t.

While passing an under construction one, I noticed the siding going up in beige and red.  It isn’t all the way up yet, so I’m holding out home somebody just screwed it up, but one section has the two colors in a weird pattern.  It isn’t really even a pattern, it’s just random looking.  My husband is all like “You don’t like this fly urban look?”

Fly Urban Look covers hip hop of course.  And most likely they do it poorly.

Adequate Cake

My Birthday is this week!  Yay!  Unfortunately my son has a Boy Scout court of honor to attend the same day.  My husband sarcastically said “At least you’re guaranteed cake.”  Then I punched him.  Kidding.  Maybe.

In seriousness he asked if I wanted two cakes that day.  Yes, but no, of course not.  But I do want my own cake.  Because the court of honor cake will be from the grocery and, while still cake, is only adequate cake.  A cover band is born.

Adequate Cake only covers Cake songs and they only do it adequately.  No, not songs about cake silly.  Cake the awesome band!  I’ll be dancing over here in my short skirt and long jacket.

Irradiated Female

My husband has decided to start showing our son the worst movies he can find.  That’s the only excuse I can come up with for them watching Robot Holocaust yesterday.  I can only hope that he never shows him Jupiter Ascending, the absolute worst movie I have ever paid good money to see.   True fact: Every movie I have seen since Jupiter Ascending is “at least it’s not as bad as Jupiter Ascending.”

I can’t tell you the plot the “classic” Robot Holocaust  because I left the room in the first five minutes it was so bad(at least it’s not as bad as Jupiter Ascending).  An hour later, I declared bedtime as I was attempting to save my child from further harm. “But there is only 20 minutes left!”  So I stayed to watch the end.  During the credits, I had to point out that there would be no post credits scene as the movie is too old for that(thanks Marvel!).  They start naming off the players in this gem when our son starts laughing at a character called “Irradiated Female”.  We all couldn’t stop giggling at that point.

Irradiated Female is an all girl punk rock group.  They can play whatever song they want that is how punk rock they are.

Zoltar in Sedona

Some friends of our recently took a trip out west.  On a stop in some tourist trap they found a Zoltar machine.  Unbelievably, they didn’t get a fortune!  More believable is that their teenagers didn’t know the reference.  You guys remember the movie Big, right?  The one where a kid wishes on a fortune teller machine to be big and wakes up as Tom Hanks?  That is the Zoltar fortune teller!  They found Zoltar in Sedona.  Seems legit.

Zoltar in Sedona is a rather new agey group.  Lot’s of Enya covers I’m thinking.

 

Kevin.. when this end?

After trying for practically every year since moving to the area, we finally scored some tickets to the White House Christmas Tree lighting in 2015.  Sadly they were for the standing room only section, but we soldiered on because I felt like we needed to experience this at least once.  There are many things I will never do again and standing waiting for someone to light a Christmas Tree from probably three football fields away is definitely on that list.  (Also on the list, DC fireworks, um.. this may be a list of 2 things…)  So on the day of the lighting, we get the kid out of school early and take the train down. They want you there about 4 hours too early.  I get it, security and whatnot.  But it was cold.  And it was getting dark as we were standing there waiting for something to happen.  We weren’t the only antsy ones.  There was a couple standing close to us.  I didn’t pay them much attention until she starts talking really loudly.  “Kevin.. when this end?”  It was too perfect.  Obama hadn’t even shown up yet!

We weren’t the only ones that left as soon as the lights came on.

Ideally, this would be a band you wouldn’t want to end.