Weekly Winners 04.13 - 04.19
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Run Fat Boy Run
The Pan African People’s Arkestra
Lazy Daisy
“SummerSpringtime, and the living is easy”
LACMA Jazz
Wow.
Just wow.
I’ve gone to opening nights before and the act is always good. Ernie Andrews just blew them all away. I listen to a lot of blues. I like the blues. Jazz…it’s great, when it has a more blues infusion. Otherwise, that vocal jazz or the smooth jazz crap make me want to slit my wrists. There are times that I’m listening to blues and in my head thinking, “Gosh, this sounds the same. Boring.” Every once in a while, I hear a singer who makes your heart break just listening to them sing the blues. Ernie Andrews is that man. Even the funny lines, and there were plenty, made you want to laugh through tears.
The opening night of the Friday Night Jazz series at LACMA is never to be missed. I’ve been going since ‘ 95 or ‘96 and it has always been one of the best ongoing series in Los Angeles. Back then, it was truly a cross section of the city. They used to have about 3 or 4 rows of seating in the front. Then a few tables in the middle. People would bring picnics to eat there. I remember these two guys would come with lawn chairs and a cooler and sit there all evening. That was back in the days when you could show up at 5pm and start getting served a drink and stay until 11pm without the security guards harassing you. You could smoke on the patio, until 2002 when they banned smoking cigars and then in ‘04 when they banned cigarettes too. Times have seriously changed.
It’s always strange, since I’ve seen the same group of people at LACMA, off and on, almost every Friday night for 7 months of the year for the past 12 years. I still have never spoken to most of them. But we smile, nod, wave hello. When I started going there, I was single. now I’m married with two kids! We were joking that next year they’ll probably institute a dress code, the year after that, they’ll ban kids, then by 2012-ish, they’d have a cover charge. Times definitely change.
Ernie Andrews plays at LACMA
We arrived pretty late, thanks to my lameass husband. Seriously. If I tell him, I have to be somewhere at a certain time, guaranteed, he’ll find some reason to linger. I had planned on leaving the house at 4pm. I told him that, repeatedly. We didn’t leave unil 5:30pm. When we finally got to the museum, it was almost 6:30 and he was like, “Wow! It’s packed!”. Ya think? Needless to say, we didn’t get a table. Not that it matter anyway. The stupid museum only set up like 4 tables. They used to have between 12 and 15 tables set up. I counted 4.
Oh, and as for the other bloggers…I got 12 emails from people. Unfortunately, none of had considered doing the obvious thing of sharing phone numbers. I didn’t even know what blogs some of them wrote for! So, I didn’t get to meet any bloggers. There were a few people that my husband insisted looked like blogger (?), but he was being such a tool, that I thought it better he wasn’t around people.
At any rate, if you were there, I’m sorry I missed you. If you weren’t, I’m sorry you missed a pretty awesome show.
Obama rally Los Angeles
This is another Markland photo. It’s fucking hilarious.
365 Days: Day 16 - Curtains are hung!
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Day 16 - Curtains are hung!, originally uploaded by fabooj.
This is how I spent most of my Thanksgiving. I rearranged the kid’s bedroom and finally hung up curtains on their windows! The previous owners left up the blinds and me being lazy, left them up too. So almost a year after we bought the house, the curtains have been hung. It’s amazing how much it alters their room. It’s so much more cheerful in there. Since the blinds were brown, the room isn’t as dark as it was before. I should admit that I did keep the blinds up.
365 Days: Day 17 - Late night relaxation
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Day 17 - Late night relaxation, originally uploaded by fabooj.
Yesterday, I did a step class, lifted some weights, did a bit of gardening and painted picture frames for the kids bedroom. We got them to bed early and headed to the backyard for a little wind down.
365 Days: Day 15 - Off to the shower!
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Day 15 - Off to the shower!, originally uploaded by fabooj.
I just got home from the gym and thought, “Hey, a sweating gross picture of me would totally rock!”
No, no…you’re welcome.
Oh and shayera, after my shower we’re heading to Ikea and I’m definitely stopping for that burrito before we get there. 
365 Days - Day 13
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My husband and the girl were watching Heroes and I was trying to hide away from the (annoying) blasting TV. Unfortunately, I couldn’t read with all that noise.
What makes this photo pretty lame is that I changed my shirt to post it. In my first photo, I was wearing the same shirt I had on yesterday.
365 Days - Day 11 or 12
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This should actually be Day 11, as I don’t remember taking a photo on the 17th and if I did, it’s on the other computer that isn’t hooked up to the internet at the moment. I was really tired and couldn’t really walk. So I played a bajillion games of billiards and Puzzle Quest instead.
365 Days - Day 10
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We went to an Indian market to stock up and Alton ripped into these biscuits, so I had to buy them. When we got home, I looked at the packaged and loved all the ideal “times” listed. They are: Travel, Eid, Rest, Tea and Monsoon.
Monsoon.
Yep. I don’t know maybe it’s because I live in LA and we get so little rainfall that the idea of nibbling biscuits during a monsoon seems so mundane.
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