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richmond, virginia: hot! yesterday on the way here emily's computer started making chewing noises & eating away at itself. we rushed to a best buy, since that is the worst kind of noise a computer can make and computers are very important things. so we rushed to a best buy where, not surprisingly, they were unhelpful. we had a drink to commiserate and came back to macon's house, which is amazingly lovely, just like macon. richmond is really strange. it has the slow and heavy heat of the south, and the row houses and crumbly sidewalks and bright colors that trick you into thinking you're in the south, but really i think its new england, just hotter. we had a lovely dinner where there was a lovely waitress with some name that sounded like xanadu (but wasn't!) and who we tried to invite to our show but she was worried that she'd be tired, and she indeed did not show up. hopefully she got some rest. either way, she missed a great show. i'm now of the opinion that we should only play house shows - they're much more fun and usually have better turnouts than clubs anyway. morgan's house was brightly painted and there were lots of kids there to listen to music and we drank beer and chatted a bunch. herschell opened. he plays the baritone ukulele and wears tapshoes & pajamas. it was really fun to hum along to. herschell's spiritual advisor was a girl named kristy who i had a friend-crush on. she had the world tattooed on her forearms and was extremely friendly. we were supposed to go to a water park this morning, but water parks all cost over 40$, so we scrapped that plan & our friend-love will never be fulfilled. so as the night continued morgan sang some songs and did some poetry with her friend nathan, which was extremely fun. emily played a very funny set & a lot of people sang along. that's the thing about house shows - sing-a-longs actually work, and usually work quite well. we played a very fun set (see above) and the entire time i was hoping that i didn't melt into a pile of sweat. the house was very hot. beyond sweltering hot. ridiculously hot. so there were lots of fans and people mostly sat & fanned themselves with the construction paper fans that morgan had made for the evening. still, we had a great time and i had a little too much wine and overall it was a great evening. this morning we woke up to a popped air mattress and light flooding through the green and blue windows (see below). after deciding against a water park, we made the executive decision to split up - andrew & joe to the river (which i kind of wish i'd gone too, but the heat was too much) & emily & i to the italian restaurant across the street that's been calling to us with its garlic smell since we arrived yesterday. we had a tiny-sized debacle there, but it doesn't translate well to text; you just had to be there. now we're packing up and heading to jersey (we've decided this is going to be the secret-jersey tour) where tomorrow we'll look at the people at the shore and eat hot dogs and maybe use some self-tanner. jersey, my new home.
richmond, virginia: hot! yesterday on the way here emily's computer started making chewing noises & eating away at itself. we rushed to a best buy, since that is the worst kind of noise a computer can make and computers are very important things. so we rushed to a best buy where, not surprisingly, they were unhelpful. we had a drink to commiserate and came back to macon's house, which is amazingly lovely, just like macon. richmond is really strange. it has the slow and heavy heat of the south, and the row houses and crumbly sidewalks and bright colors that trick you into thinking you're in the south, but really i think its new england, just hotter. we had a lovely dinner where there was a lovely waitress with some name that sounded like xanadu (but wasn't!) and who we tried to invite to our show but she was worried that she'd be tired, and she indeed did not show up. hopefully she got some rest. either way, she missed a great show. i'm now of the opinion that we should only play house shows - they're much more fun and usually have better turnouts than clubs anyway. morgan's house was brightly painted and there were lots of kids there to listen to music and we drank beer and chatted a bunch. herschell opened. he plays the baritone ukulele and wears tapshoes & pajamas. it was really fun to hum along to. herschell's spiritual advisor was a girl named kristy who i had a friend-crush on. she had the world tattooed on her forearms and was extremely friendly. we were supposed to go to a water park this morning, but water parks all cost over 40$, so we scrapped that plan & our friend-love will never be fulfilled. so as the night continued morgan sang some songs and did some poetry with her friend nathan, which was extremely fun. emily played a very funny set & a lot of people sang along. that's the thing about house shows - sing-a-longs actually work, and usually work quite well. we played a very fun set (see above) and the entire time i was hoping that i didn't melt into a pile of sweat. the house was very hot. beyond sweltering hot. ridiculously hot. so there were lots of fans and people mostly sat & fanned themselves with the construction paper fans that morgan had made for the evening. still, we had a great time and i had a little too much wine and overall it was a great evening. this morning we woke up to a popped air mattress and light flooding through the green and blue windows (see below). after deciding against a water park, we made the executive decision to split up - andrew & joe to the river (which i kind of wish i'd gone too, but the heat was too much) & emily & i to the italian restaurant across the street that's been calling to us with its garlic smell since we arrived yesterday. we had a tiny-sized debacle there, but it doesn't translate well to text; you just had to be there. now we're packing up and heading to jersey (we've decided this is going to be the secret-jersey tour) where tomorrow we'll look at the people at the shore and eat hot dogs and maybe use some self-tanner. jersey, my new home.
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