Jeez, I used to be so good at blogging. I always had something to say, even if most people didn't find it that interesting. Often throughout my day I think to myself, wow, that would be a great story to blog. But then a few days pass and I feel like if the story hasn't happened really recently then it's old news and not worthy for my blog anymore. I guess I just have to be more proactive about my blogging.
I have one good Isaac story to share. Isaac is fully potty trained but still sleeps with a pull up on. He wears underwear all day long, even during naps. He is usually very good about using the potty but before we go out anywhere, i prompt him to use his potty and he always does. Mike and I have been taking bike rides in the evenings. We ride a few miles and then on our return trip we stop by the park to let Isaac get some exercise too. He runs around, testing out each slide and swing. He makes new little friends and has grand old time. When it gets close to the time when he needs to leave, we tell him 'You can go on 3 more slides and then we have to go'. This works out nicely because he knows that the end is coming and he is braced for it. He also gets a little more play time. One night, Isaac was going to go on the last of his last 3 slides. He chose the really big one and got to the top of the landing and looked down with a face that was a mixture or fear and confusion. He was frozen like a statue. I yelled up, 'Isaac, what's the matter?'. He blurted out so fast that it sounded like only one syllable 'I Pooped!'. The funny thing is that he still seemed to be in the process because he stood there motionless for an extra second or 2 before he regained movement. Mike ran up and picked him up. Unfortunately, this park only has port-a-potties. I have seen the inside of the these a times already this summer with Isaac so it was Mike's turn. Thankfully they have a handicapped one that has some extra room in it. Mike was able to get his undies off and clean him up and dispose of the soiled item. It was such a sad yet funny situation and as soon as he was clean Isaac acted like nothing happened. It's good to see he can easily bounce back from embarrassing situations. I hope he will always be that tough.
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Monday, June 16, 2008
Adventures in Flooring
Since mike has been gone, i have been keeping busy by working on a bunch of projects. My main focus was to sand the dining room floor. I had planned on stripping it the first week he was gone and I made a point to call the one rental place to make sure it would fit in Mike's car. (at this point i still hadn't gotten my new car....They were waiting on a catalytic converter that was on order....or so they thought....in the end it was a big 'miscommunication' with the parts place. Anyhoo, i have my station wagon now). The guy at the shop said it would be fine in the sedan that i own. I went over early on a Thursday morning after dropping isaac off at daycare and went to the counter. I first noticed that the man was very large and in very poor health and could barely speak without heaving in a breath. I told him i had called and wanted a sander and that they said it would fit in my car. "you have a hatchback" he belted out in a gruff tone with a painful breath. "No, they didn't say i needed that" was my response. So dude number 2 comes out from the back (the gentleman i spoke with on the phone). He was short with a gray ponytail and a red bandanna tied around, Willie Nelson style. Unfortunately wasn't as bright as Willie Nelson. He came around to investigate the capacity of my trunk (the car). He went on to say "that isn't a very big trunk" and "you can't fit very many bodies in there" and I barked back "it isn't a very small car" in a slightly annoyed tone. In the end i said I would just come back next week when i have my new car. In the end, i went to a different rental place where they have literate people working there.
This past Thursday I finally was able to get a belt sander and an edger and strip the dining room. So many people had told me how hard it was that my hand was shaking a bit when I started the machine. Usually, I am very confident about these things but people really made me start to question myself. In the end, the belt sander was cake to use. Sure if you leave it on the ground running, you will put gouges in your floor but I don't care about making things perfect, i just want them better. The floor in the dining room had seriously been like a barn floor. The previous owner had stripped most of the floor once but hadn't finished it and the floors had no polyurethane and just looked old and worn. This way, anything that I did to them would look better than what it had. My only issue was using the edger sander. Either I was doing something wrong or the machine had an issue because I put on a new piece of sand paper and would start it up and within 30 seconds it would start rubbing somehow and leave dark burn circles in the floor. I ended up giving it up and just taking the long route of using my hand sanders. I still could have worked longer on a few more spots but I needed to get most of this done when Isaac wasn't around. Also, I forgot the damn cable guy was coming that day and he took up about an hour an a half of good sanding time trying to diagnose an issue we were having.
Jumping ahead, I had planned to keep the wood a blonde color by first putting down a sealant to retain the color. I didn't know what this was called and thought I would rely on my handy local hardware store. They of course gave me the wrong product which I didn't realize until I had put it on 7 boards. This is when i had the realization that I was going to end up stripping my living room the following week since i now have to rent the sander again. I decided to just go ahead and finish up the boards that didn't need another sanding for now. I bought a quart of an uber expensive polyurethane blend that dries in 2 hours and doesn't smell. I put the first coat down on Friday while Isaac was a school and it was ok to walk on it by the time he got home. I had an different type left from the previous owners that said it too was fast drying but instead took 3-4 hours. I decided i would put one coat on before I went to bed, section off the room from gert and by morning it would be ready. Wrong. I came down the next morning (saturday) and i found it to be VERY tacky to the touch. I realized I was going to have to keep both child and beast off the floor all day. I put chairs in front of the rooms because Gert is afraid of everything and I knew she wouldn't try to slip past and Isaac..well...i was just hoping for the best really. About half way through the day I was upstairs and heard Isaac downstairs. I can usually tell just by sound what room he is in. I could tell he was no longer in the living room. I bolted down the stairs to find isaac in the middle of the dining room. He looked and said "look at me" with a smile beaming from his face. I screamed at him to get off the floor and got him in the living room. I looked at the floor and yes, i could see a few little foot prints peppered throughout. Once again, what can I really do so I will live with imperfections. The rest of the day progressed without issue and I was sooooo happy for Sunday morning because the floor would be dry and we could walk on it again. We would no longer have to go outside to make it from the living room to the kitchen and vice versa. As I walked down the steps Sunday morning, I already knew what I was in for...I could smell it. Yes Gertie, my neurotic dog braved her own fears to slip past the chair, into the dining room just so she could shit on my brand new floor. Spitefull eh? Thankfully the polyurethane did was it was supposed to and protected the floor from her retched feces. I finally put down the last coat of polyurethane last night (the super fast drying stuff) and now it is functional again. Although it seems that after telling this story I would never again try to refinish floors again but the truth is, with all of the issues and imperfections, they look really good. Also, it's such a learning experience so the next floor will be much smoother...or at least it better be.
This past Thursday I finally was able to get a belt sander and an edger and strip the dining room. So many people had told me how hard it was that my hand was shaking a bit when I started the machine. Usually, I am very confident about these things but people really made me start to question myself. In the end, the belt sander was cake to use. Sure if you leave it on the ground running, you will put gouges in your floor but I don't care about making things perfect, i just want them better. The floor in the dining room had seriously been like a barn floor. The previous owner had stripped most of the floor once but hadn't finished it and the floors had no polyurethane and just looked old and worn. This way, anything that I did to them would look better than what it had. My only issue was using the edger sander. Either I was doing something wrong or the machine had an issue because I put on a new piece of sand paper and would start it up and within 30 seconds it would start rubbing somehow and leave dark burn circles in the floor. I ended up giving it up and just taking the long route of using my hand sanders. I still could have worked longer on a few more spots but I needed to get most of this done when Isaac wasn't around. Also, I forgot the damn cable guy was coming that day and he took up about an hour an a half of good sanding time trying to diagnose an issue we were having.
Jumping ahead, I had planned to keep the wood a blonde color by first putting down a sealant to retain the color. I didn't know what this was called and thought I would rely on my handy local hardware store. They of course gave me the wrong product which I didn't realize until I had put it on 7 boards. This is when i had the realization that I was going to end up stripping my living room the following week since i now have to rent the sander again. I decided to just go ahead and finish up the boards that didn't need another sanding for now. I bought a quart of an uber expensive polyurethane blend that dries in 2 hours and doesn't smell. I put the first coat down on Friday while Isaac was a school and it was ok to walk on it by the time he got home. I had an different type left from the previous owners that said it too was fast drying but instead took 3-4 hours. I decided i would put one coat on before I went to bed, section off the room from gert and by morning it would be ready. Wrong. I came down the next morning (saturday) and i found it to be VERY tacky to the touch. I realized I was going to have to keep both child and beast off the floor all day. I put chairs in front of the rooms because Gert is afraid of everything and I knew she wouldn't try to slip past and Isaac..well...i was just hoping for the best really. About half way through the day I was upstairs and heard Isaac downstairs. I can usually tell just by sound what room he is in. I could tell he was no longer in the living room. I bolted down the stairs to find isaac in the middle of the dining room. He looked and said "look at me" with a smile beaming from his face. I screamed at him to get off the floor and got him in the living room. I looked at the floor and yes, i could see a few little foot prints peppered throughout. Once again, what can I really do so I will live with imperfections. The rest of the day progressed without issue and I was sooooo happy for Sunday morning because the floor would be dry and we could walk on it again. We would no longer have to go outside to make it from the living room to the kitchen and vice versa. As I walked down the steps Sunday morning, I already knew what I was in for...I could smell it. Yes Gertie, my neurotic dog braved her own fears to slip past the chair, into the dining room just so she could shit on my brand new floor. Spitefull eh? Thankfully the polyurethane did was it was supposed to and protected the floor from her retched feces. I finally put down the last coat of polyurethane last night (the super fast drying stuff) and now it is functional again. Although it seems that after telling this story I would never again try to refinish floors again but the truth is, with all of the issues and imperfections, they look really good. Also, it's such a learning experience so the next floor will be much smoother...or at least it better be.
Sunday, June 01, 2008
Today Mike left for Japan. Isaac stayed with Mike's parents this weekend so we were able to hang out with some friends Friday before he had to leave. Saturday morning we did all of the last minute stuff and then headed down to DC late afternoon. Mike was flying out of Dulles at 7:10 this morning so there was no way we would drive him down the morning of the flight. I haven't been able to talk to him since he left but for a minute because his flight was late getting into San Francisco so he had to run to catch the flight to Japan. As I write this he is still in the air, 7 hours into his 11 hour journey. He got some meds from the doctor that are supposed to help knock him out, so I am hoping that it worked for him because that is a hell of a flight to be awake for. I also figured this would possibly help get him on Japan time if he slept all day today on a plane. There is a 13 hour time difference between here and there.
It was funny that up until he left I never really let it sink in what it was going to be like without having him around. It's not that I thought i wouldn't miss him, I just didn't really think about how I would feel. I have been planning lots of house projects while he is out just because I will have a lot of time on my hands. I focused mostly on this part of him not being here verses the empty feeling that I would have. It was interesting, because I walked Mike out to the shuttle that was going to take him to the airport from the hotel, gave him a kiss and said goodbye. I then started walking back to the room and I got that little choked up feeling in the back of my throat like when you are about to cry. I didn't, but it was just a gut reaction I guess. Mike and I had a long distance relationship for the first 2 1/2 years. We would drive 2 1/2 hours back and forth from Selinsgrove to Indiana (PA). It was always so sad when we would have leave each other. Of course we got as used to it as we could but this is by far the longest we will have been away from each other since that time. I also think the strange part is that I know I can still see and talk to him online but it's a totally different feeling when you know you can't just pick up the phone and call whenever you feel like it. We have to have predefined times to call either early morning or late at night. I know we will get it all worked out soon but it's something very strange to get used to. Every time that one of us goes away I always think of a Phish song called 'Lengthwise' because it's only lyrics are 'When you're there, I sleep lengthwise, and when you're gone, I sleep diagonal in my bed'. Goodnight sweetheart.
It was funny that up until he left I never really let it sink in what it was going to be like without having him around. It's not that I thought i wouldn't miss him, I just didn't really think about how I would feel. I have been planning lots of house projects while he is out just because I will have a lot of time on my hands. I focused mostly on this part of him not being here verses the empty feeling that I would have. It was interesting, because I walked Mike out to the shuttle that was going to take him to the airport from the hotel, gave him a kiss and said goodbye. I then started walking back to the room and I got that little choked up feeling in the back of my throat like when you are about to cry. I didn't, but it was just a gut reaction I guess. Mike and I had a long distance relationship for the first 2 1/2 years. We would drive 2 1/2 hours back and forth from Selinsgrove to Indiana (PA). It was always so sad when we would have leave each other. Of course we got as used to it as we could but this is by far the longest we will have been away from each other since that time. I also think the strange part is that I know I can still see and talk to him online but it's a totally different feeling when you know you can't just pick up the phone and call whenever you feel like it. We have to have predefined times to call either early morning or late at night. I know we will get it all worked out soon but it's something very strange to get used to. Every time that one of us goes away I always think of a Phish song called 'Lengthwise' because it's only lyrics are 'When you're there, I sleep lengthwise, and when you're gone, I sleep diagonal in my bed'. Goodnight sweetheart.
Monday, May 26, 2008
I just got home from Mike picking Isaac and I up because my car has officially kicked the bucket. I knew it was coming, the garage said there was something wrong with the valve train and it was too expense for me to justify fixing it. It kept running though so i just decided to drive it until it died....which it did...today. I was hoping it would last until Sunday because mike leaves for a month long Japan trip and I could just drive his car. None such luck of course. We are trying to figure out what to do now. I won't be buying an expensive car by any means and i'm just not sure if i should do it before he leaves or try it while he's gone. That of course is interesting because how do you drive to the dealer and then buy a car and leave with both when you are only one person? I wonder if any of my friends have a passion for car shopping?
Friday, May 23, 2008
Yesterday was such a lovely day. I am taking an extended vacation from Thursday the 22nd to June 2nd (well...that's the day I go back to work). Mike is leaving June 1st for his month long trip to Japan. Oh yeah....for those of you i forgot to tell....Mike is going to Japan for the month of June (I guess some of those people i had forgotten to tell were my parents and sister...oops!). Anyhoo, Mike had to work yesterday and I took Isaac to daycare so I could have some time for myself. Isaac has been waking up earlier and earlier because those damn birds outside are chirping at the crack of dawn (and that is getting earlier too of course). He got up at 6:30 or so and I ended up taking him to school a little after 7:30. I then went to the gym not realizing they didn't open until 8 am since the students are now gone. I hung out by the fish pond next to the gym admiring the coy until they opened. I usually go to the gym over lunch but am pressed for time so I only get 30 minutes on one of the machines and then shower and run back to work. Yesterday i was able to do my 30 minutes plus abs and then some strength training on the machines downstairs. It was great! I took a shower and then went to the Target complex in town. I had to return something at Target and had a coupon for 50% of one item at Michaels (yay for glue sticks!) and then i realized i had a $10 gift card for Kohl's (also in the complex). I usually wander about aimlessly not knowing what to buy because I don't want to spend much more than the free money that is on my card. I did the really girly thing and found cute little undies on sale and actually bought something for myself. I've been trying to lose all that winter weight I gained and thought it was an incentive if I wanted to look better in the new items that I purchased. Then I traveled down the sidewalk to Petsmart and got an algae eater for our fish tank (it was starting to look pretty gross!) and made a final stop at the Dollar Tree for all of the bullshit that i never realize i need until it is presented in front of me in really cheap form.
Although i realize to most people this stuff is boring and an everyday type of thing, but it was so nice to me. I often take Isaac with me when i go out to stores or if i leave him with Mike I am always trying to get back fast since there is a good chance Isaac is melting down for him or something. I'm always on some sort of schedule and it was so nice that no one needed me and or cared how long I was out and I was able to relax. I ended up coming home around noon and then ate lunch and took a 2 1/2 hour nap. YAY! It was just glorious.
Although i will miss mike while he is gone, i have a lot of vacation to use up and will be taking off every Thursday and Friday in June but Isaac will be going to day care. This means i have a lot of these types of days to look forward to over the next month. I won't always be out shopping, i have a lot of projects i want to work on but even these are enjoyable for me because I can accomplish something while still having time to myself. I love Mike and Isaac but having time alone is something that I don't always even realize how much i need until i get the time to have it.
Although i realize to most people this stuff is boring and an everyday type of thing, but it was so nice to me. I often take Isaac with me when i go out to stores or if i leave him with Mike I am always trying to get back fast since there is a good chance Isaac is melting down for him or something. I'm always on some sort of schedule and it was so nice that no one needed me and or cared how long I was out and I was able to relax. I ended up coming home around noon and then ate lunch and took a 2 1/2 hour nap. YAY! It was just glorious.
Although i will miss mike while he is gone, i have a lot of vacation to use up and will be taking off every Thursday and Friday in June but Isaac will be going to day care. This means i have a lot of these types of days to look forward to over the next month. I won't always be out shopping, i have a lot of projects i want to work on but even these are enjoyable for me because I can accomplish something while still having time to myself. I love Mike and Isaac but having time alone is something that I don't always even realize how much i need until i get the time to have it.
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Isaac started potty training somewhere around January. He has been doing great since then and we really haven't had any poopy diapers to change in a long while. He still would pee in his pull up occasionally but as long as you kept prompting him to use his potty, he would stay dry. I realized though that he used the pull up sometimes because he was playing and didn't want to stop to go potty. 2 weeks ago we decided to start him in real underwear. Over that weekend he had an accident or 2 but otherwise did really well. The first few days at day care he also had a few accidents but he has been accident free for a whole week now and it is glorious! We still use a pull up at night because he doesn't really wake up to tell us he has to pee yet but that will come soon I'm guessing. Seriously, this is such a liberating feeling of not having him in diapers. The only thing that is a change is that when we go out, we need to know that there is a bathroom accessible so he can go if he needs to. Summer festivals should be interesting, but hopefully we can just make him go before we go out and then be in the clear for a while.
Saturday, May 03, 2008
My co-adviser at the radio station has an inside connection at the Whitaker center in Harrisburg and often gets free tickets to shows to give away on air. Davis has a love for Bluegrass so he often gets tickets in that area but had gotten me tickets to see Ani Difranco earlier this year. Mike and I saw that Steve Earle was coming to the Sunoco Performing Arts Center and I thought that this might be the kind of show Davis would end up getting tickets for anyway. I simply said to him that if he gets any tickets to keep me in mind. It seems he went out of his way to request tickets and got Mike and I tickets in the 4th row. He also got himself some tickets in the back of the place but ended up not being able to go so he gave us those tickets as well. We 2 took friends of ours and went out on a chilly Saturday in April.
The Sunoco Performing arts center is a lovely building with balconies and a mezzanine. This is the kind of place where you sit down for the whole show but it is a very comfy place to see shows. Mike and I were very excited about how close we were. Little did we know that we were in the 'pit' so to speak. This location at any other show would be where there would be a lot of people crowded into the small area and possibly some crazy moves would be thrown in a dancing sort of way. We of course didn't expect any of this at this show and no, it didn't happen but I have never been closer to a fight breaking out than at this show. In case you don't know who Steve Earle is, he is technically a country artist but not the twanged up, backwoods kind of country that usually comes to mind. He is more folky in some ways and has more of roots rock kind of feel. He is also on the HBO show the wire as the NA sponsor to Bubbles (he is sooo awesome).
Anyhoo, back to the fight scene. So, part of the way into his second song this geriatric, bitter fellow in the front row turns around to the people sitting right in front of us to the left and yells at them that he came to hear Steve and not them. This kind of threw me off because a) he started yelling at them while Steve was on stage singing and b) because i didn't hear them singing and they were right in front of me. I have been at many shows where people are full on belting out the words to every god damn song (Dave Matthews) and I did hate it but this wasn't what that guy was doing. The song ended and we just brushed it off as a strange occurrence. Steve played his 3rd song and once again, i didn't hear anyone singing along. Right after steve finished that song, this f*ck in the front row turned around again and screamed at the people behind him to shut the f*ck up and then there was some indecipherable yelling between them until dude up front finally turned around and shut up himself. Steve is such a stand up guy because he just sort of looked down at the dude from the stage with a puzzled sort of look and then just returned to playing with out saying a word.
So, you would think that this was the last of our adventurous evening in the 4th row but no, not yet. There were 4 guys that came together and were probably in their early 30's in the row in front of us. They had been drinking...and probably smoking something (at least that's what my deductive reasoning came up with from the 'scents' coming from their direction) but otherwise didn't seem to be rowdy (well one was but we will get to that later). The guy right in front of us was wearing a leather cowboy hat and seemed laid back for the most part. This guy had an aisle seat and part way into song 4 he leaned out with his cell phone in hand to take a picture. He did lean forward a little bit too but I don't believe he touched the person in front of him. Instead, i believe he just got into the peripheral vision of the guy in front of him. I guess this was enough to make the guy loose it because he jumped up, flipped the guy's cowboy hat off of his head and stomped out without another word. It was quite funny because the dude couldn't figure out where his hat went to exactly and looked for it for the next 2 songs ( it was under his friends chair in the end). The dude that stomped out was with his wife and it wasn't until another whole song had finished that she finally got up to find him i guess. They had 3rd row seats and yet never came back during the rest of the show.
The cowboy hat wearing guy's friend that was sitting up to the right of us was the one that was truly drunk and obnoxious. He never got in any fights but he deserved a good beating by the end of the show. He was the kind of guy that would just scream out "STEVE EARLE" in the middle of song to show his love, nevermind that fact that all eyes should be on ...wait for it....Steve Earle obviously. He would clap manically in the middle of songs and was just an overall annoying guy.
So things were seeming to be normal as shows go for a little while until Steve got a bit political. He said that he wasn't a republican or a democrat... that he was far left of democrat. He spoke of how the upcoming election was really important and how he wouldn't give an endorsement for a candidate because he didn't want to soil their reputation by associating himself with them. After a bit of this, some d-bag up in the balcony screamed out "you're a pussy". Once again classy old Steve Earle didn't even acknowledge it and just went on to play a song. Everyone thought that the moment had passed but right after he finished the song and the clapping had stopped the dude screamed out "you're still a pussy".
Wow. That's about all I can say. It was one of the strangest and yet best shows I have ever been too. Steve played almost the whole thing by himself with just a guitar and a harmonica. It had a very Bob Dylan feeling to it...or at least what Bob Dylan used to sound like and should still.
The Sunoco Performing arts center is a lovely building with balconies and a mezzanine. This is the kind of place where you sit down for the whole show but it is a very comfy place to see shows. Mike and I were very excited about how close we were. Little did we know that we were in the 'pit' so to speak. This location at any other show would be where there would be a lot of people crowded into the small area and possibly some crazy moves would be thrown in a dancing sort of way. We of course didn't expect any of this at this show and no, it didn't happen but I have never been closer to a fight breaking out than at this show. In case you don't know who Steve Earle is, he is technically a country artist but not the twanged up, backwoods kind of country that usually comes to mind. He is more folky in some ways and has more of roots rock kind of feel. He is also on the HBO show the wire as the NA sponsor to Bubbles (he is sooo awesome).
Anyhoo, back to the fight scene. So, part of the way into his second song this geriatric, bitter fellow in the front row turns around to the people sitting right in front of us to the left and yells at them that he came to hear Steve and not them. This kind of threw me off because a) he started yelling at them while Steve was on stage singing and b) because i didn't hear them singing and they were right in front of me. I have been at many shows where people are full on belting out the words to every god damn song (Dave Matthews) and I did hate it but this wasn't what that guy was doing. The song ended and we just brushed it off as a strange occurrence. Steve played his 3rd song and once again, i didn't hear anyone singing along. Right after steve finished that song, this f*ck in the front row turned around again and screamed at the people behind him to shut the f*ck up and then there was some indecipherable yelling between them until dude up front finally turned around and shut up himself. Steve is such a stand up guy because he just sort of looked down at the dude from the stage with a puzzled sort of look and then just returned to playing with out saying a word.
So, you would think that this was the last of our adventurous evening in the 4th row but no, not yet. There were 4 guys that came together and were probably in their early 30's in the row in front of us. They had been drinking...and probably smoking something (at least that's what my deductive reasoning came up with from the 'scents' coming from their direction) but otherwise didn't seem to be rowdy (well one was but we will get to that later). The guy right in front of us was wearing a leather cowboy hat and seemed laid back for the most part. This guy had an aisle seat and part way into song 4 he leaned out with his cell phone in hand to take a picture. He did lean forward a little bit too but I don't believe he touched the person in front of him. Instead, i believe he just got into the peripheral vision of the guy in front of him. I guess this was enough to make the guy loose it because he jumped up, flipped the guy's cowboy hat off of his head and stomped out without another word. It was quite funny because the dude couldn't figure out where his hat went to exactly and looked for it for the next 2 songs ( it was under his friends chair in the end). The dude that stomped out was with his wife and it wasn't until another whole song had finished that she finally got up to find him i guess. They had 3rd row seats and yet never came back during the rest of the show.
The cowboy hat wearing guy's friend that was sitting up to the right of us was the one that was truly drunk and obnoxious. He never got in any fights but he deserved a good beating by the end of the show. He was the kind of guy that would just scream out "STEVE EARLE" in the middle of song to show his love, nevermind that fact that all eyes should be on ...wait for it....Steve Earle obviously. He would clap manically in the middle of songs and was just an overall annoying guy.
So things were seeming to be normal as shows go for a little while until Steve got a bit political. He said that he wasn't a republican or a democrat... that he was far left of democrat. He spoke of how the upcoming election was really important and how he wouldn't give an endorsement for a candidate because he didn't want to soil their reputation by associating himself with them. After a bit of this, some d-bag up in the balcony screamed out "you're a pussy". Once again classy old Steve Earle didn't even acknowledge it and just went on to play a song. Everyone thought that the moment had passed but right after he finished the song and the clapping had stopped the dude screamed out "you're still a pussy".
Wow. That's about all I can say. It was one of the strangest and yet best shows I have ever been too. Steve played almost the whole thing by himself with just a guitar and a harmonica. It had a very Bob Dylan feeling to it...or at least what Bob Dylan used to sound like and should still.
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