I just listened to a very melodic rendition of Baby Got Back on Pandora. We all know how much I love that song. Secretly, I do. Currently I'm listening to Lump. Bringing back all those seventh grade memories and not studying for NAVLE. (Though to be honest, this weekend, I've been good. Not great. Just good.) (And apparently trying to set my bed on fire with my computer cord!)
Anyway, last week, Joe and I made a trip to KC to see David Sedaris since when he came to Columbia in May, it was sold out by the time I found out about it. When I got out of school, which was later than I would have liked, I called Joe. And called him. And called him. He didn't answer. I was getting so frustrated! I thought he was asleep. I knew how he is. He had to be asleep. I grew furious.
Anyway, I get home and he's away. He has most everything done. I frantically change my shirt and we go. Joe has chosen not to dress up. He's wearing a TMBG hoodie with a wife beater on underneath. (Or was it a sleeveless shirt ala Neal?). It starts raining on our way to KC and Joe is getting nervous driving. And as we enter Downtown Kansas City, Joe is really panicking. He misses the exit. (Admittedly, the two exits were side by side.) He misses the exit to get back on. Eventually, we do have it sorted out kinda, and get to the show. We go up to our seats which are way high up. Joe is making grump face the entire night. I was really frustrated but couldn't let him ruin my night. I love David Sedaris and I paid about $100 for the two tickets.
Eventually, it became clear that even though he was making grump face, Joe had a good time. He was happy too that he wore his TMBG hoodie because it made him look like someone's heterosexual boyfriend that was dragged to the show. I didn't appriciate that comment because really? Whatever. He just looked sloppy. Besides, They Might Be Giants? That's exactly like David Sedaris.
So we got some hot dogs on the way home. Had a fight. And eventually, I went to bed.
The show was good. I'm glad I went but I don't think that I will be willing to spend that much money and drive that far for David Sedaris again. He is exactly what I pictured him to be-small, thin, very jockey like. I still think that he and I and Hugh could be excellent friends. The people that asked him questions from the crowd were tools but I probably couldn't have come up with anything better either.
SO I forgot to tell the story about one of the last days when we worked cows on therio. We worked these crazy Brangus heifers. Dr. Volkmann did very little allowing us girls to get the full brunt of mud and manure. Everything was covered. Dr. Volkmann got out his camera phone and snapped away. Including this little gem, where of course, I am looking the wrong way!
Anyway, when we were in the process of getting shit covered, the owner asked about what we wanted to do, etc. Upon finding out that I wanted to be a dairy vet, he asked if I was single because his nephew had a dairy farm and he was our age! I explained that yes, I had a boyfriend. To which I was told that if it didn't work out. We ended up going out to lunch with the owner which was super cool. He introduced me to his wife esp. since I could somehow get involved with the dairy farmer nephew. This isn't the first time that something like this has happened. There was the farmer in Aurora. Joe should watch out.
Anyway, last week, Joe and I made a trip to KC to see David Sedaris since when he came to Columbia in May, it was sold out by the time I found out about it. When I got out of school, which was later than I would have liked, I called Joe. And called him. And called him. He didn't answer. I was getting so frustrated! I thought he was asleep. I knew how he is. He had to be asleep. I grew furious.
Anyway, I get home and he's away. He has most everything done. I frantically change my shirt and we go. Joe has chosen not to dress up. He's wearing a TMBG hoodie with a wife beater on underneath. (Or was it a sleeveless shirt ala Neal?). It starts raining on our way to KC and Joe is getting nervous driving. And as we enter Downtown Kansas City, Joe is really panicking. He misses the exit. (Admittedly, the two exits were side by side.) He misses the exit to get back on. Eventually, we do have it sorted out kinda, and get to the show. We go up to our seats which are way high up. Joe is making grump face the entire night. I was really frustrated but couldn't let him ruin my night. I love David Sedaris and I paid about $100 for the two tickets.
Eventually, it became clear that even though he was making grump face, Joe had a good time. He was happy too that he wore his TMBG hoodie because it made him look like someone's heterosexual boyfriend that was dragged to the show. I didn't appriciate that comment because really? Whatever. He just looked sloppy. Besides, They Might Be Giants? That's exactly like David Sedaris.
So we got some hot dogs on the way home. Had a fight. And eventually, I went to bed.
The show was good. I'm glad I went but I don't think that I will be willing to spend that much money and drive that far for David Sedaris again. He is exactly what I pictured him to be-small, thin, very jockey like. I still think that he and I and Hugh could be excellent friends. The people that asked him questions from the crowd were tools but I probably couldn't have come up with anything better either.
SO I forgot to tell the story about one of the last days when we worked cows on therio. We worked these crazy Brangus heifers. Dr. Volkmann did very little allowing us girls to get the full brunt of mud and manure. Everything was covered. Dr. Volkmann got out his camera phone and snapped away. Including this little gem, where of course, I am looking the wrong way!
Anyway, when we were in the process of getting shit covered, the owner asked about what we wanted to do, etc. Upon finding out that I wanted to be a dairy vet, he asked if I was single because his nephew had a dairy farm and he was our age! I explained that yes, I had a boyfriend. To which I was told that if it didn't work out. We ended up going out to lunch with the owner which was super cool. He introduced me to his wife esp. since I could somehow get involved with the dairy farmer nephew. This isn't the first time that something like this has happened. There was the farmer in Aurora. Joe should watch out.
[EDIT-Originally published to Blogger-11/2/11]
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