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Tuesday, March 25, 2003
Cover Me In Joy:

Man, did I have a fun weekend or what? Friday, I went out to the Ponderosa to visit the units. I didn't do much other than hang out, watch the surprisingly funny My Fellow Americans and play Settlers of Catan, so that was mighty relaxing.

I came back Saturday, so I could go to a party. It wasn't a Dressed to get Screwed party, but people were dressed as everything from Power Rangers to Edward Scissorhands. I went as a wanksta, which not a lot of people got. And people who didn't know me thought this was how I normally dressed, which was way odd. There are more pics from the party over at Peter's weblog if you want to see how Danish college kids get down.
It was a cool party made even cooler by the DJ they'd hired. He played mainly British indie, but would mix it up with some American rock once in a while. He DJs at Club Drive, so I knew off him, but I hadn't talked to him before. So the music was cool, the drinks were cheap, the place was jammed with familiar faces, and I think most people had a brilliant time, so that rocked.

Sunday, I was pretty messed up, but agreed to go see AGF's first home game anyway. The weather was great, the stadium was packed, and our team turned a 0-2 game around to a 2-2 draw against the league leaders FCK. And during the game I got text messages informing me of Arsenal's 2-1 win, which was just what they needed. So that was just perfect.

After the game I rushed home to eat, so I could make it down to see Nada Surf. I hooked up with my brother and some friends and saw the Nada boys put on a terrific show. The venue wasn't exactly packed, but they came out rockin' and everyone seemed to really enjoy the show. They played two rounds of encores and included Popular in their set, which I don't think they play that often. Their new record is pretty great, but I probably enjoyed the stuff from The Proximity Effect the most (although Ice Box was fantastic). It really is a shame people wrote them off as one-hit-wonders, because Effect is a really good record.

After the show both supporting act Echoboy and Nada Surf came out and talked to people. My friends and I ended up hanging in the bar with Matt Nada Surf for more than an hour talking about Venom, Megadeth, and other 80s metal bands (Matt admitted going to Monsters of Rock and seeing Dokken, which was too funny) and everything from American politics and Michael Moore to Williamsburg and Brooklyn Beer. And Matt even bought the drinks, so things just doesn't get cooler than that.

After the venue closed we had to haul ass, so we could get home to watch the Oscars. Steve Martin is funny, but other than Adrien Brody winning the show was pretty weak. Brody was so cookin' in Summer of Sam that we were totally rooting for him to win. And him snogging Halle and bitchslappin' Tom Conti was sooo classic. And not to sound like a big softie, but it was sweet seeing Chris Cooper win as well. It's just a helluva lot cooler, when it's people who really aren't expecting to win who gets to drag an award home. He's just incredible in Lone Star, so his Oscar was well deserved. But the rest of the show was dull as dishwater. Michael Moore means well, but he was pretty embarrasing up there and Eminem didn't show, which meant we didn't get to hear the only half-decent musical nominee. Actually, some of the old-school-players like Sean Connery, Peter O'Toole, and Kirk Douglas were pretty entertaining as well, but quite frankly when the show ended I had a feeling of Did I really stay up until 6AM to watch this, because since Polanski didn't show and some producer accepted for Chicago the ending was pretty anticlimactic.

So after a week where I've worked and partied more than normal it's time to get back to normal. The only thing of interest happening this week is the Ed Harcourt show on Thursday, which ought to be good. But other than that it's time to hit the books and get crackin' on the thesis. Coz the mother ain't gonna write its own damn self.

Oh, and I published the results from the Oscar poll over at Interesting Stuff. Erik won with eight correct guesses out of eleven possible , which is quite impressive.

Posted by John Fogde at March 25, 2003 01:26 AM | TrackBack
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