Archive for December, 2011

Lizzy Ross

December 17 2011

Tonight, Dave and I went to see the Lizzy Ross Band at Local 506.  We arrived in time to see the 2nd opener,  The Broadcast.  We enjoyed watching this band from Asheville perform, and later Dave wound up talking to the drummer, Michael Davis, for some time.

Although we sat during the Broadcast, we decided to stand for the Lizzy Ross Band.  It was a fun concert.  They played some of the songs that we recognized from their old CD, some that we didn’t recognize from their old CD, a cover of a Beatles’ s song, and a new song that they’ve never performed before.  It was a good concert.

That being said, it was sometimes a little hard to enjoy the concert for fear of being trampled by a very drunk (and probably high on something) girl standing in front of us.  At first, we thought her level of enthusiasm was funny.  Then, her version of dancing … which involved bending over and pausing from anywhere between 1 second to 2 minutes, flailing her arms violently, kicking in every direction, and twirling …. became downright frightening as she had zero awareness of anything or anyone around her.  She stepped on my foot causing me to push her away from me, and didn’t notice either event.  After this, Dave and I switched spots.  His comment “I didn’t know I was supposed to bring a cup to this concert.”  Anyway, we survived.  And, Dave managed to keep me from kicking her.  Double bonus.

After the concert, we hung out and talked to Michael from the Broadcast.  It turns out that he and Dave have a drummer-relationship.  His drum teacher’s drum teacher was Dave’s drum teacher.  No wonder Dave said “I like this drummer” shortly into their first song.

And, at the very end of the evening we got to say hello (briefly) to Lizzy Ross.  Her comment to us was “It was cute that you came up front.”  Maybe the part that she left out of her sentence was “and risked your lives by standing near the wild dancer.”


Use and Care of a Menorah

December 8 2011

David ordered a new Menorah from Amazon, and it arrived in the mail yesterday.  He picked one with a review that read “I don’t know if it will last more than one Chanukah.”  But, this is all that he wanted it for anyway.

In the packaging was a slip of paper with “Use and Care instructions” for the Menorah:

a)  When the product is placed on a live tree, the tree should be well maintained and fresh.

b) If the product is placed on a live tree, the tree should be well secured and stable.

c) Before using or reusing, inspect product carefully.

d) When storing the product, carefully remove the product from wherever it is placed, including tree, branches, or bushes.

e) When not in use, store neatly in a cool, dry location protected from sunlight.

Notice that three of the six warnings are about storing the Menorah in a tree.  Given the quality of the Menorah, I would suggest a warning in red be written on this paper, “Do not place this product in a tree.”  I think that they made one Use and Care slip for ALL holiday decorations, regardless of for which holiday the decorations are for.

Going Bald

December 5 2011


My friend Darrell is going bald. And, he’s auctioning off the honor of getting to cut off his hair!

All donations will go to St. Baldrick’s Foundation, an organization that funds childhood cancer research. Today is the last day to make a donation for this event (although you can still donate after the event).  Even a small amount is appreciated, as every dollar counts!  Two hundred people donating $1 is $200.

Now, for some persuasion.  Why should you want to donate?  About 10,000 children are diagnosed with cancer each year, in the United States alone.  Only four out of every five children will win the battle against cancer.  Think of how many lives could be saved by increasing this rate … even just a small amount.

On another note, Darrell’s nickname is Shady. After he removes his long locks, I don’t think he’ll be as shady. For this reason, I might need to change his nickname. Current forerunners are: sparky, baldy, princess, munchkin, and bob. Any thoughts?

Art and Mummery

December 2 2011

Kathy's Painting that will be on display

My college roommate, Kathleen (Kathy) Vaccaro, will have a painting on display at the Fancy Folks – Art and Mummery exhibit at City Hall.  Her painting is one of the 28 selected out of 112 submissions!  If you are in the Philly area, stop by city hall to see the special exhibit 14 December through 24 February.  The opening reception will be Monday, 19 December 12:00-14:00.

Here are some directions on how to find the exhibit once you get to city hall:

The best way to view the exhibition is to enter City Hall through the NE corner visitor’s entrance, which is across from the Masonic Temple and the Courtyard Marriott. Bring with you a form of picture I.D. and sign in at the front desk. The building is open from 9 – 6 pm.

PHI stands for Pub House of Insolence

December 1 2011

After a long day, Dave and I enjoyed a nice dinner at Union Grill (with a nicely priced $10 bottle of wine).  The food was good, and the service was excellent.

Looking for a place to watch the UNC basketball game, Dave asked the waiter for a suggestion.   He suggested going to the Panther Hollow Inn (PHI) bar around the corner.

When we arrived at PHI, we were both appalled by the stench of cigarette smoke in the bar.  So, I stayed near the door where the smoke was not as bad as Dave went to the back to find the bartender to ask for a six-pack to go.  A few minutes later, I notice that the bartender is pointing at me and motioning for me to come over.

After looking at her inquisitively, I realized that she probably wanted to see my ID.  I walk over to Dave, who tells me that I need to show my ID, to which I respond, still half surprised:

Why does she need to see my id?

as I was taking it out of my wallet.  [Living in Austria, I am never asked to see my ID.  Additionally, I didn’t plan on drinking the beer, so it hadn’t crossed my mind that I would need to show my ID.  I do understand though that it is reasonable to ask for my ID, and I was not refusing to show my ID].

Meanwhile, she is attempting to swipe Dave’s N.C. license (which does not swipe because there is no magnetic strip).  She angrily snaps at me, saying:

I don’t let no underage person buy alcohol in MY bar.

Slightly shocked by her response, I just ignore the rude comment and prepare to show her my ID.  Dave, however, did not like the way that she spoke to me, and asked for his license back (which she had swiped unsuccessfully about 30 times by now).  Her response was to show us her middle finger and walk away, while giving us a farewell valediction of:

Well, F*** You!

Outraged, I yell back to her:

Excuse me?  What was that for?

I was about to demand an apology when Dave made me leave.  I doubt she would have apologized anyway.