nora and gene

I was driving home from dropping my daughter off and happened to hear the final score of the IU-Purdue game. IU won. Gene's last time playing Assembly Hall. Good for him--move on, my good man, move on.
So I got the latest from Bloodshot Records and was thrilled to see Nora O'Connor playing at Second Story in about 2 weeks. She did some work with Andrew Bird (whom I love--even if he is a freak) and also New Pornographers. Looking forward to her solo show March 10.

Just picked up Arcade Fire's Funeral and O'Connor's Till the Dawn on CD. Wanted to get Beck's new one-but HELL, NO, no cash.
See, I can still be funny.
I think everyone thinks I am a freak. Shit...

Lilly was funny tonight. She is becoming a little lady-person, I swear.
We have been discussing the potty. She understands the concept but enjoys "being a baby" and doesn't want to give up the ease of pissing in the diaper. So as I prepared our bath water, my back was turned to her. We were discussing the same and I heard this "pissssssss" sound.
"You just went potty on the floor," I said to her, "what were were we just talking about?"
She shifted her weight from one leg to the other,
"Um...um..." she said, obviously embarassed by the pool of urine below her.
"Hey, it's ok, " wrapping my arms around her naked body,
"Mommy loves you--now, next time let's try to go in the potty."
Enthusiastically, she hugged, "ok.."
"ok."
Man, I love her.

The musical is kicking my ass. Apples and Oranges? NO.
Try apples and PORCUPINES. Fuckin insanity!

But "It's all good...."