Last week a box arrived from Rhonda, she already spoils us both, although mostly me, rotten to the core. This year for Crimus she sent us a Wii. And with no irony attached to it at all, the Tiger Woods PGA Tour 09 game that comes with the wee golf club. Priceless, it was bought before the scandal the photo they picked of good ol’ Tiger for the 09 edition is creepier and more arrogant looking than normal, fucking awesome it’ll likely be his last one ever. We stopped buying the Tiger games before we ditched the PS2 and made the switch to XBox because EA kept making weird changes or what we like to call un-provements so if memory serves we stopped buying them after the 07 edition.  We are both really excited about trying it on the Wii though, it is obviously very different. If it is ANYTHING like the Wii Sports Golf, I will suck so bad it should make for some very amusing rounds. The Wii Golf destroyed my skillz score. I’m better at Wii Baseball, these games remind me of my horrible hand eye co-ordination and make me wonder how it is that I have actually become a decent golfer in real life. Almost ten years of practice now I guess.

I started this hanging my hanky out of my pocket thing in Bali and seem to be keeping it up back in my home country. I am not trying to be cool or make any kind of fashion statement, we only allow nose tissue in here if we are really sick and have fire nose and thus have both switched to hankies. I say that wearing a leather belt, it was a gift, so it shall not be denied the awesomeness that is the attached guitar belt buckle. Like my Browns boots I got em before I went as green as we can afford to go.

It is hard when you have Ninja knee high socks AND Unicorns to say that you’ve found a pair that are cooler BUT I did. These socks have red foxes on the feet and happy little mushrooms and little trees and if I ever got a chance to meet Neko Case I would wear them and be sure and show them to her.  It isn’t my fault that they also match the t-shirt I got the first of four times that I have seen her live being the Fox Confessor Brings the Flood tour, the only other group I have ever seen that many times is the local super star husband and wife pairing that make up Mojave [I have their t-shirt too].

Dr. Vegas is taking a huge liberty here in wearing the very naked Hunter S. Thompson’s frames that will be the aviators he is being made.  You will also have a hard time not noticing that this is the first time that Dr. Vegas has appeared without his mask in quit some time, in fact if memory serves the last time he was photographed without it was because he was pretending to be Woody Guthrie.  Adam and I were just saying that Dr. Vegas is on a journey of some sort right now. I wasn’t the only one changed forever by a trip to Bali.

“He hasn’t been completely the same since he got back” said [father] Mr. Adam Carlson just as this was going to print.

Gus was very into the Wii and watched us play a lot.

If you’ve ever wondered if I’m an energetic person even though I claim to be a hermit though I also claim to be a runner and doer of the yoga and a player of the golf, then this video is for you.

C.J do check out the tunage in the Adam bowling videeeeo. Although seriously WTF, she is NOT growing on me AT ALL. We are really into iTunes Genius mixes right now, because I loaded the entire CD library onto the computer and C.J very generously gave us some CDs, Joanna Newsome shows up a lot, and it is never a good ending.

And get this, I’m going to backup all the music, soon.

Tis the season to look wrecked in photos.

While I was away in September, Adam started listening to iTunes radio, when I first got back I sort of scoffed, I’m not a big radio person. But when I started to like song after song after song that was coming out of the computer I asked with a curt voice, “what is this? what playlist is this, is this your Blip“? “no it is iTunes radio” he says. Right. I’m getting old I have trouble letting in new things, I don’t have any idea what the hip kids are listening to, give me my John Denver and take me home down a country road and I’m good.

Just because I have a hard time letting in new things doesn’t mean I don’t listen to good music (I can hear C.J. cringing across the pond). I used to claim I liked a little bit of everything but when C.J, Adam and I discussed the topic of people who say the will listen to anything I discovered I do not in fact like a little bit of everything. Quite the contrary.

50s and 60s Adam and I are pretty much on the same page music wise. 70s we veer off at Barry Manilow. Let’s just say it’s a testament to our marriage that we have no internet on our phones, one t.v., no working MP3 player and one computer, OH and let us not forget I’m an only child and I don’t share good. The t.v. and the laptop are generally in the same room, the only room other than the bedroom.

We had a 50s 60s and 70s station on one day, if we are working on monkeys or cleaning these are the easiest for us to agree on before we come into a situation where our love of music has to be enough to get us through each others playlists and keep an open mind to maybe even liking some new songs. No doubt I end up liking more stuff Adam listens to than he does me BUT I did introduce him to Tool and John Denver, so top that.

Rarely do lyrics the first time you hear a song stop you dead in your tracks. But this deep, sensuous, dirty, am I hearing these words right 70s soul started to embed itself into my cranium and when I looked at Adam I could tell instantly he was having the exact same what the fuck am I hearing reaction.

Ill be the other woman
All your life
Just as long as I am the only one
Other than your wife
Your wife how would she feel
If she caught us together
The same way I would feel
if I caught you with another
Home I know comes first
And second to that Ill be
When youre not there with her
I want you right here with me

Ill be the other woman
Just as long as I know
Im the only other woman
You make love to
Ill be the other woman
But Ive got to know
Im the only other woman
You make love to

The neighbors are whispering
Saying that you dont care
If you cheat on your wife for me
Youll cheat on me for someone else
Ill be your part time love
But thats as far as Ill go
To be your part time fool
Would be stooping a little too low
Loving a married man
This I really dont mind
But a married Casanova
Is a little out of my line

Ill be the other woman
Just as long as I know
Im the only other woman
You make love to
Ill be the other woman
long as I know
Im the only other woman
Ill open doors for you baby
long as I know
Im the only other woman
you make love to
Ill be your part time love
Ive got to know
Im the only other woman
you make love to
Oh yes I will
Yes I will

Here is a YouTube video so you can get a feel for how catchy soulful and awesome it is, but it doesn’t make it any less disturbing.

Now we are both addicted and can not stop listening to this song by The Soul Children and laughing. We aren’t assholes, I’ve even been the other woman but nobody was married so It wasn’t a home wrecker type situation it was a we lived in different provinces, we were both in our twenties and if he wanted to fly out to see me and tell his girlfriend he was going to see his grandmother and other choice lies then let him situation. At that age, I didn’t see the big deal, plus he made me feel like I was the main woman. But when it comes to marriage this song just kills me. When the relationship with his girlfriend ended, she still does not know about me and writing this she still won’t trust me or I would not be writing this, we tried to commit but because I ended up looking at him as more of a fall back guy, while I dated as well, I couldn’t trust him to be faithful to me after we had both been unfaithful from the very beginning. It was an extremely interesting three plus years but when it ended it ended badly. I never want to feel jealousy like that again in my life. In fact I’d have to say that is one of the things I learned the most about myself is how destructive jealousy can be.

This reminds me, I’m one of the lucky ones, if this were the 70s I may have gotten into some real trouble but the only other female I have to be jealous of in Adam’s life is Gus and that bitch better watch it too.

We saw Neko Case at The Vogue last night, Middle Cyclone tour.

Up until yesterday I had avoided writing the word epic anywhere and I had also avoided saying it. I knew it would happen just like it did with fail, damn catchy one syllable words.  When I can only vomit so many words into what we all now know of as status updates these annoying words do come in handy. If you think fail is bad let’s just hope you don’t have to put an EPIC in front of it like I did last night.

Now I do admit, after having just seen her FRONT ROW CENTER the ordeal that was getting my tickets or my PAID stamp rather does seem a wee bit trivial. And it was my forth time and all. Adam’s fifth as he saw her with The New Pornographers.

Three different sets of information told me that the will call would open at five. And back on March 3^rd when I bought the tickets Adam had the audacity to not only put the idea in my head but convince me that we could get front row. I was upset it was open seating I don’t like open seating I don’t like festival in a park setting seating. I bought tickets early off her site because I am an insane fan like that and so they went through Etix.com and I’m not upset with anyone in particular it just turned into this epic adventure trying to maintain my place in line, FIRST, and get my tickets. I got there only thirty minutes before I thought will call was going to open.  I was extremely excited there was no way I wasn’t going to be able to go straight from the front of the will call line to the front of the have tickets line and make front row, or so I thought sitting there until five o’clock came there were people starting to arrive but there was NO WILL CALL.

Meanwhile I am totally stressing out, thankfully I took two extra milligrams of clonazepam which must have helped because it turned out will call didn’t open until six and I didn’t put a cap in anyone’s ass, and who CARES that I was there at 4:30pm anymore stuck, FIRST, in the bull shit will call line.  FINALLY very nicely and patiently we Etix.com people were given the correct information as they were under the same incorrect impression as I was. Will call would not be open until six, I still wasn’t impressed, whatever, I just spent three months with Adam planning different strategies on how to get front row no biggie.

I had never participated in a plan of this sort before because I normally arrive around half way through the opener of concerts on account of my headaches not on account of being rude although I understand that it is rude.

Enter here, Jessica and Sara both within close proximity of each other and because of this we start to plot together and I explain my situation, Jessica who was the first of the two to arrive sits at the front of the has tickets line with Sara and says she will save me a spot which was of course the awesomest nicest thing ever BUT I had too much adrenaline running through me to really calm down about the whole fiasco because even when will call opened there was a bunch of us standing there with print outs from Etix.com and they had NO tickets for us and had to go find people.  WHO wants to deal with that when you’re excited, and you got there super early. I am NEVER doing will call or not going through ticket master again it was just not worth the money saved with the stress added to my already anxiety filled body.

Had it not been for Jessica and Sara arriving exactly when they did I’d likely NOT have been able to have kept my first place in line and I thank them A LOT. Sara and I are already Facebook friends. When it came down to it, including Adam the four of us worked together for the first four front and center seats it was pretty remarkable to have gotten them.  I don’t think I will ever go that extent for open seating again I’ve seen her enough times now.

The show itself was sensational. My only complaint about front row is that I couldn’t see their shoes so until they walked off stage I didn’t noticed that Kelly Hogan had to die for red heels on and Neko had on Black Cons.  I don’t dress up anymore for her shows, I did for the first one but she always comes out in black pants or jeans and some kind of t-shirt or black top.  She doesn’t seem to be a dress up kinda gal.

It was really nice to hear a completely new set and arrangement, having seen the Fox Confessor tour or variations of it three times this set was very refreshing, I enjoyed the older songs added and the songs off the new album were prefect.  It was nice to hope, to wonder what, and want her to play certain songs and not having the faintest idea of what was coming, like the first time.

There are more photos on my Flickr.

We went out on Saturday night to the CD Release party for Mojave’s Crow’s Funeral. It was great that we finally got to see them in concert because other dates hadn’t worked out and we’d been hanging out with Paul keeping him company while LJ was out of town which meant we’d also met Philly the Violin player. Sorry; Paul plays guitar, LJ too and the vocals. But we knew a lot of 140 character things about each other.

Tis one thing to miss a concert of a new friend tis another to miss the CD Release party for the second full album of now official said friend.  As I tell people when they are like as if you have social anxiety if you get me out the door nine times out of ten I’m fine, plus I started to drink beer again, in extreme moderation but that does still give me loose drinking lips, but I’ve never cared much about those, my sober filter is almost as lacking anyway.

I slapped on my new blue dress over my newly not a skinny bitch just a bitch now body and headed out the door in my yellow shoes with my handsome husband.  Cost us all of ten bucks to get in and we bought the new CD which they all signed for us once I removed the 100% biodegradable film; Mojave take their pledge to the Earth extremely serious. It is pretty inspiring and made me all happy to have been wearing shoes made fully of man made materials.

I guess it goes without saying that Mojave are a local Vancouver band but I will say it anyway, Mojave are a local Vancouver band, and not only is the CD fantastic, not only are they great live, not only was it really cool to see how many of their fans came out for their party it is great that they are all down to earth and cool people.

Although we are getting better at outdoor photos we still both really suck at indoor photos and there was almost no lighting so for great band photos you want to go to PatZ flickr, these are just silly we’re dicking around although still TRYING to learn how to get this fucking thing to work indoors pictures.

Mojave play next on the 24^th of June in Vancouver at The Cellar, and their Crow’s Funeral tour starts near the end of August.

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