Thursday, April 27, 2006
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
Eric and I just had a whirlwind, pseudo weekend. I went to Work on Monday, and by 5 it was Friday, I wish all Mondays could be as great. We drove up to Seattle on Tuesday, checked into the Hotel Max and walked to the Space Needle and back.
The Yeah Yeah Yeahs sounded great, and the Paramount was beautiful. Karen O spit water into the air, writhed on the floor, and exposed her bra strap for me. Ok, not for only for me but for you, and Eric, and everyone who cares to see it. And who wouldn't?
I could have done without Maps and the 17 year olds singing along behind me, but these are the things that you get used to when you realize you're one of the old people at the show and there's no bar.
Oh yeah, and the kids loved her. I mean them. Every member was great, but Karen O was sex on legs.
Posted by Krystin at 6:17 PM
Monday, April 24, 2006
My heavy metal, death metal brother has done me proud. Toby is only 14 months younger than me. People used to think we were twins growing up, and we used to play along with it, finishing each other's sentences for fun. I don't really ever remember life before him, he was just always there.
When I played drums for a short stint in college, he came to one of my shows and gave me his bracelet to wear. It was leather with spikes which made it a joke on my wrist, but I so happy he was there for me.
I am really proud of you Toby. You're band is totally bitchin.
Posted by Krystin at 10:01 PM
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
Posted by Krystin at 10:10 PM