Breast Cancer Awareness Month is over and I never managed to get a good photo of the Concourse Buildings while the Queen was red. Damn.
How I Spent The Holiday
Oh, last night’s choices were abundant! I wound up doing none of them.
I passed on the Secret Machines at Center Stage show because I found out two important tidbits of information
– the show was reserved seating and I was waiting until the night of the show to buy a ticket
– That mofo Beck was playing a “secret show” at Vinyl and I knew that would fuck up everything around Center Stage.
Believe it or not, I am not a big enough fan to have gone to see Beck. I am sure the show was fantastic (Fat Asian Baby, what says you?)
Another option was to do a solo photo stroll throughout midtown. I just wasn’t “feeling it” and I knew that my tripod was at home so I nixed that idea.
I wound up at Gravity Pub. I get a little sentimental about Gravity because it one of the few places still standing in this town with which I have history. Gravity is a dive, however a familiar dive for me. I walked in to find Ashley working the bar and sat down for a couple (okay, three) Lone Stars [why I slum-drink in my neighborhood confuses me] and a basket of wings. Being only around 7pm the bar was fairly empty, so we all sat and drank as we watched the end of some bizarre movie on the tv. I left smelling like an ashtray, another constant of my favorite East Atlanta haunt.
ITP Flickr Pic
Technically this photo is bad, I just happen to like the effect the netting makes….
I’ll Be As Cold As Ice
It’s another 2-for-1 ticket night for the Atlanta Thrashers so there is a good possibility that is where I will find my entertainment tonight. The only thing that will keep me from going is some work that I have to have prepared for a day-long training session I will undergo tomorrow.
And now for some ideas stolen from LiveJournal…
Current Mood – okay
Current Music – Sirius Satellite Radio, Channel 26 playing The New Pornographers — “Sing Me Spanish Techno”
Website Of The Day – Wonder why the Germans are not considered to be funny? Find out for yourself at The German Joke of the Day.
Exercise (b)Log – none