More of that here. I'm over here watching babies hatch. I goofed up and had the incubator a degree to cool so my hatch is late and a low %. Maybe I saved me from myself, I did not need 14 new babies.
Oooff. Weather here in the south has turned great. High 70's to mid 80's for the next ten days. Y'all can keep that noise.
Yeah, it's kind of uncomfortable. I love being outside, and could tolerate the heat.... but not the heat + sun protection. Sunscreen, hats and long sleeves are a must. I've already gotten way more tan than I like this year. The UV is so strong. The mornings have gotten back to feeling slightly crisp. We have more hot weather coming up but I think it should start cooling off by mid Sep. The UV rating has already gone down a point from last month too.
The Netflix docu mini-series on the 99 Woodstock, Trainwreck, is fucking brilliant. 3 episodes, about the length of a long movie together.
Worst concert experience of my entire life. “Five dollars for a water, seven for a cold one!” Fuck you.
We had solar put in this year, and this week I've seen the highest "input" ever. Sun was really cookin', even my tropical self was feeling the burn.
just looking at those crowds was anxiety-inducing. Cannot believe that the promoters were still trying to blame it on “a few bad actors” 20 years later. It was fyrefest before fyrefest
Unlike Fyre, the bands showed up and played. From my point of view, the true disaster factors were ridiculous, predatory pricing and having “Woodstock” not actually in Woodstock, but a shade-free toxic waste old airstrip where the black asphalt and dog heat cooked everyone’s brain to the point of insanity. To help drive the point home there was also large-size retard Fred Durst loudly encouraging the crowd to tear the place apart. What a fucking moron. The Rage Of Aquarius. And speaking of Rage, they were the best thing about the whole ordeal. They were like the second coming of Christ on stage.
Woodstock - the original and only real Woodstock- wasn’t simply a music festival, it was a unique event, a product of its time. That anyone actually bought tickets to the sequels proves the world is full of suckers.
I go for the artists, that’s all. It has a LOT that I liked at the time, it contrast it also had Kid Rock and Korn, who suck. It was simply a disaster. A few years later “Sarstock” in Downsview, Toronto ws probably the greatest example of a concert I’ve seen: brilliant logistics, prices weren’t a rip-off (they served incredible Texas OG Brisket for a shockingly low price) and they moved half a million people in and out of a large area in 14 hours like it was nothing. It included the Stones, AC/DC, Rush and the Guess Who and tickets were $25 each.
It was awesome. (And the only time I've been to TO.) But, don't forget Justin Timberlake, The Flaming Lips and The Isley Brothers!
That bombardment Timberlake received had to be the most massive heckling of all time. No matter where I turned to look or listen, all I could hear was “FUCK YOOOOOOOOOU!!!” followed by ten thousand airbourne water bottles.
And dude powered through like a champ. And, Mick brought him out on stage later to sing Miss You with the Stones and Keith Richards was standing in front of him protesting the water bottle tossing. Hilarious. I was sitting on a blanket somewhere around here near that speaker tower. So many people. Even though I'm a huge Rush fan, the best part of that show was AC/DC. The sun finally set around the time the intro to Hell's Bells started and is fantastic.
Funny thing is, his arrow is not far from where I was. I was right in that area but closer to the stage on the other side of the tower near him. The blanket thing was brilliant. Nothing was shoulder-to -shoulder. You laid yours down and that was your space/yard.
The things you do to make your kiddos happy. I sang ONE book to my kid at storytime. Now all stories must be sang. I have defaulted to Gregorian chants because everything else sounds stupid. So don't mind the chanting, that's just storytime at B's house. I don't miss participating in Catholic stuff at all, but now I think we need to borrow the incense burning tradition too. Since I was halfway falling asleep during mass at any given time, the incense and chanting might be just the mood we want to strike. Ohmmmm.....