Hidey Ho, Neighbors
Been a while since I've said...anything...so here I am to blather once again.
Liz and I went to see Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat a couple weeks ago. It was really a very good show - quite entertaining. Most of the shows I've been to (which isn't many) have all been quite serious. There was Les Miserables, Phantom of the Opera, Cats (ok, so I wish I had never gone to Cats, but what's done is done)... And now we went to see this show. It's pretty much the exact opposite - flippant, colorful, and just downright funny, it was a hoot to watch. Personally, I liked the Elvis-impersonating Egyptian pharoah, but everyone has their favorites. ;) The venue wasn't bad (the Orpheum in Minneapolis), but could have been better. Nothing I've been to has compared to the venue in Chicago, where Liz and I went to see Les Mis. Nonetheless, I think I heard this was the final tour of Joseph so I'm glad we caught it.
Not a whole ton going on over in Rochester. Liz and I have been chilling around the house and inviting friends over when we feel like it. We had some friends over last weekend and went out to an apple orchard to pick some apples - one of Liz's friends wanted apple butter. In general, we wandered around the field, eating far too many apples, juggling what we didn't feel like eating, and hurling apple cores and bruised apples across the pumpkin patch. When we got back, we proceeded to eat more apples (now coated with caramel to offset any healthiness we might have stumbled into) and Liz started working on the apple butter. Supposedly, it was supposed to take 1.5 to 2 hours to prepare. 24 hours later, Liz finally canned...something. Actually, we haven't even tried it yet because we have no bread in the house. Go figure.
Talked to the sis for a bit. The kids are doing great. Dean has to drive too far to get to work. And they got some goldfish. Unfortunately, as goldfish go, they're difficult to tell apart. One was white and black, so that was no problem, but the other two, of course, were gold. To remedy the conundrum, my sister wisely named the three of them Larry, Daryl, and Daryl. Unfortunately, Daryl died. Not that one, the other one.
The Packers are horrible, as expected. The Badgers, however, may be the saving grace of the state of Wisconsin this football season. Their win over Michigan was a total riot to watch - I still thank God that we got that game on ESPN. I did not, however, get last week's Pakcers game because the Vikings play at the same time and, after seeing how the game ended, I also thank God for that.
I know I mentioned that Liz and I adopted a cat...I was mistaken. What we adopted was not actually a feline, but a member of the species alarmus clockius, set to walk on your head promptly at 7 AM, regardless of the day of the week. Despite the mistaken identity of the beast, Liz seems to have taken a great liking to her, so I guess she's here to stay.
Been reading Morgan Llywelyn's book, 1916 (about the uprising of 1916, of course), while riding the bus to and from work and I'm nearly finished. It's not bad and has done an excellent job of keeping my interest through the whole thing. The really intriguing thing about it, though, is that, after our trip to Ireland, I can actually identify a lot of the things that happen in the book with places we saw or things we learned while we were there. It's quite the trip, really.
Ok, enough of that. I'm out'ta here. Later, all.
Liz and I went to see Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat a couple weeks ago. It was really a very good show - quite entertaining. Most of the shows I've been to (which isn't many) have all been quite serious. There was Les Miserables, Phantom of the Opera, Cats (ok, so I wish I had never gone to Cats, but what's done is done)... And now we went to see this show. It's pretty much the exact opposite - flippant, colorful, and just downright funny, it was a hoot to watch. Personally, I liked the Elvis-impersonating Egyptian pharoah, but everyone has their favorites. ;) The venue wasn't bad (the Orpheum in Minneapolis), but could have been better. Nothing I've been to has compared to the venue in Chicago, where Liz and I went to see Les Mis. Nonetheless, I think I heard this was the final tour of Joseph so I'm glad we caught it.
Not a whole ton going on over in Rochester. Liz and I have been chilling around the house and inviting friends over when we feel like it. We had some friends over last weekend and went out to an apple orchard to pick some apples - one of Liz's friends wanted apple butter. In general, we wandered around the field, eating far too many apples, juggling what we didn't feel like eating, and hurling apple cores and bruised apples across the pumpkin patch. When we got back, we proceeded to eat more apples (now coated with caramel to offset any healthiness we might have stumbled into) and Liz started working on the apple butter. Supposedly, it was supposed to take 1.5 to 2 hours to prepare. 24 hours later, Liz finally canned...something. Actually, we haven't even tried it yet because we have no bread in the house. Go figure.
Talked to the sis for a bit. The kids are doing great. Dean has to drive too far to get to work. And they got some goldfish. Unfortunately, as goldfish go, they're difficult to tell apart. One was white and black, so that was no problem, but the other two, of course, were gold. To remedy the conundrum, my sister wisely named the three of them Larry, Daryl, and Daryl. Unfortunately, Daryl died. Not that one, the other one.
The Packers are horrible, as expected. The Badgers, however, may be the saving grace of the state of Wisconsin this football season. Their win over Michigan was a total riot to watch - I still thank God that we got that game on ESPN. I did not, however, get last week's Pakcers game because the Vikings play at the same time and, after seeing how the game ended, I also thank God for that.
I know I mentioned that Liz and I adopted a cat...I was mistaken. What we adopted was not actually a feline, but a member of the species alarmus clockius, set to walk on your head promptly at 7 AM, regardless of the day of the week. Despite the mistaken identity of the beast, Liz seems to have taken a great liking to her, so I guess she's here to stay.
Been reading Morgan Llywelyn's book, 1916 (about the uprising of 1916, of course), while riding the bus to and from work and I'm nearly finished. It's not bad and has done an excellent job of keeping my interest through the whole thing. The really intriguing thing about it, though, is that, after our trip to Ireland, I can actually identify a lot of the things that happen in the book with places we saw or things we learned while we were there. It's quite the trip, really.
Ok, enough of that. I'm out'ta here. Later, all.
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Tuesday, September 27, 2005
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