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Bob Mould was fun. He had a ton of energy as did all of his bandmates. The fugazi guy must have wasted 100 drumsticks by throwing them up in the air. I bet Bob Mould fines him for each one and writes a little note urging him to be more careful. The show was loud, so I put my fingers in my ears a little bit, because I can't stand the day after ear ringing and I didn't bring ear plugs. I looked foolish, I bet. But, who cares about looking foolish amongst a bunch of Bob Mould fans? Not many people.

As High Fidelity was starting John low and sweet, murmured in my ear. "Will you be my wife?". I felt butterflies explode through out my midsection. So, I ran to the bathroom. When I got back I realized he had stolen my wallet and was buying drinks for a bunch of teenaged Bob Mould fans. David was trying to stop him. But, his method didn't seem to work. He would say "What do you look like naked?" to the drunk girls. I don't know why he thought that would stop John. But, he did get several phone numbers.

After the show we went over to Canter's at my insistence. I like that place a lot. Good food, and usually weird waitstaff. We even got to see famous people. The Neville Brothers, and some guy from the OC. I would have never spotted either of them, but John and David both have noses for fame and they pointed them out to me.

I am feeling pretty sick, still. But, I was glad I got a chance to go out and see Bob. It was a ton of fun.

Oh. Thinking of conversations we had:
Mike Newell is directing the next Harry Potter. He did a bunch of stuff, including Donnie Brasco. But, he didn't do Notting Hill, I don't know why I thought he did.
The Getty is having the Weegee exhibit until January. I hope I can get over there before than and check it out. There is plenty of time, just have to find a good weekend to go.
I, and everyone with a good sense of humor, needs to buy
The Shroud of the Thwacker by Chris Elliott.
Caribou has a new DVD out that collects all of the cartoons they showed during their shows. So, everyone who went to see Stereolab with me up in the city should go get that DVD! (All two of you)
David, I looked up that movie on the IMDB and the character names are pretty funny. I look forward to seeing what you are able to do with that story. Did you notice that there was a German documentary about it? It would be cool if you could get that translated and get some more info.

My sister came out to visit this weekend. It was fun. She got here on Thursday night. We had a good time hanging out and eating pizza Thursday night. Friday we took a 10 mile warm up bike ride around Hope Ranch and up to City College. Then we walked around downtown Santa Barbara checking everything out. We went out to dinner at Palazzios. Huge portions of food.

One of the things we had planned on doing was a bike ride that left Ventura and came up the coast. We were up and down on how many miles we wanted to do. I am pretty out of shape, I didn't do nearly enough training for a Century, so that was out. Plus, I felt like even if we were able to do it it would kill us physically for the rest of her stay here. Anyway, I have never done any sort of organized bike ride before. I couldn't believe how much lycra was there. I just wore my regular shirt and a pair of floppy bike pants. With my little old mountain bike I didn't really fit in. We did the 20 miles to Carpinteria and then turned around to go back to the start. They called that ride the mini-metric. When we got back to the start I still felt great, and of course Colleen is in much better shape so she did, too. So, we kept going up the trail towards Ojai and made up our own route. By the time we got back we had gone 60 miles in about 4 hours 10 minutes. Fun ride, for sure. The after ride meal was awesome. Tri tip and chicken and iced tea. Terrific stuff. We sat with some guys who just came back from the century. They were kind of neat. But, the guy kept asking me questions right when I filled my mouth with food. ASS. He also said that California is the World Capital of Bike Riders. We tried to correct him by talking about other countries were people ride bikes more often and he replied. "Yeah, but they don't wear the outfits like us."

Yesterday we woke up and rode another 21 miles up to UCSB around to Cathedral Oaks the back way into Santa Barbara. She was fine, but I was really tired. It was difficult making it up those hills. Then we checked out the art museum and walked around downtown for awhile. Neat thing - The Art Museum is free every Sunday, and the natural history museum is free the third sunday of every month. Free museums are great museums.

60 miles is the farthest I have gone in one day. And 91 over a weekend is a million times (approximately) more than I have ever done in a weekend. So, I feel good about the riding, even if most people pass me as if I weren't on a bike at all, but on a donkey. Going in the opposite direction. Eating a pickle. Fun weekend.