Free Donut Day!

Ooooh! Fatty Pride! June 5th is National Donut Day (what, its not on your calender?). Do you know what that means? Free freakin' donuts! Go here and find your closest Dunkin' Donuts** and then go get yourself a nice glazed treat. 

Just remember, donuts are a sometimes food. And, oh yes, please remember that Krispy Kremes may eventually make your innards look like Lorton's sewer system. They, incidentally, have a free donut day on June 5th as well, what with it being national donut day and all.

I'm also tickled that I get to use this picture again. 

**For those of us in Mid City, the closest DD:
1511 17th Street NW

I'm Too Old For This Crap (Real World MTV Edition)

Notice the movement over at 20th and S Street NW? See the camera crew loading stuff into a building?

Uh huh.

*does best Poltergeist voice* 

They're Here!

Michael and the Mechanical Bull

For my birthday this year, we had a cowboy themed boat party that led us from the Georgetown Marina to the Alexandria Marina for a cook out. Good company, beer, and box wine got us primed for our next stop: The new National Harbour.

A monstrous new convention facility located just across the Woodrow Wilson Bridge in Maryland, the behemoth features one thing that we wanted:  a Cadillac Ranch. 

Why would yours truly and his cowpoke compatriots end up in Maryland and especially at a TGIFridays meets Roadhouse type establishment? 

The mechanical bull.

Gettin' High

Circus training � Learning to Fly: 

"I am officially excited. (Can’t you tell by my tone of typing?)

I just read that trapeze school is coming to D.C.! According to the DCist, classes here start on June 6th, and I, for one, can’t wait."

Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh. My. God!

A chance to get to learn how to play on the trapeze? Yes! As some of you may know, when I was in my awkward phase (read: age 9-last week) I was overweight. Not shut-in sized,  mind you, but I definitely shouldn't have been eating in the car for risk of public scorn and ridicule. 

Anyway, we had a pretty great swingset (for Roseanne-level middle class in the early 90s, at least) in the backyard. You know: teeter-totter, tireswing, and two, count 'em, TWO swings.  And a trapeze. I loved hanging on it and doing flips. 

That was until one fateful day when the support beam of the playset gave a mighty crack, like lightening in the woods, and crashed while I hung from atop it. Boom, boom, pow as the song goes. 

In order to regain my dignity and self respect, I think I'm going to have to sign up for a class! 

(yeah, like one class could give me those back...)

9th and H Street, NW. Classes in June through July!

Things I Love!

Can you all tell how much I love summer? I can't seem to shut my mouth about it. Here we go again: with summer working its way towards us, I find myself itching to make some delicious cold meals and sandwiches. Healthy tuna salad! Yummy! 

Why? So I can pack them in a bag, and head out into the shining sun for a picnic!

Out and about with Miss Tara one chilly late-fall evening, we stumbled (quite literally!) upon this champagne suitcase/carryall! Oh, how I wanted it!

Feeling as though a warm-weather item was a bit silly to purchase in the creeping cold, I hemmed and hawed over the decision. With space inside for a good sized big bottle of champagne and two perfectly fitted flutes, well, I couldn't resist. Powerless! Plus, let's be real: Tara was there, and she pointed out a) my (dangerously?) unrelenting love of champagne and b) my (again, dangerous?) love of goldenrod yellow. Of course there are two flutes, and I know she knew that one would be designated just for her! 

Bring on the demi-sec!

Picnic Set by French Bull 

(via Apartment Therapy)

I'd love to get my grubby paws on this fun little picnic set. I find it's almost kindergarten aesthetic appeals to my sense of whimsy. Picnics should be taken seriously, but one shouldn't be serious at a picnic. Get me?

Lest we shy  to far away from my coffee obsession, here are two more choice items that I would love to have for fire escape/ patio time:

This heart mug is charming for the romantic.

And this gun mug is great for the cynic

Fischerspoon: Stunnin' and Dancin' @ 930 Club

Sunday May 10th, 2009: Fischerspooner chill out, heat up, and glam up the 930 Club.

Lets look at this by the numbers:

• Five years without a show here in the district, 
  
• four years without a new album, 
  
• five years since they last performed in the district, and 
  
• *gasp* six years since I first discovered them 

For the new "Between Two Worlds" tour at the 930 Club,  Fischerspooner freakin' BROUGHT IT.

Androgynous dancers, super thumping bass, and awesome out-there costumes made for one  blistering performance.  Danielle loved the puffy yellow dresses, I dug the gold lame camoflouge (and the 2% body fat). I think we both would have gone out and about in any one of the suits, but especially the neon hat.

Entertainment, the band's new album, is not Odyssey which was not #1's. They are each self contained and stand on their own merits. Fischerspooner spoke of working on the music and lyrics first and then finally the production itself -- a 180 flip-flop from how they've done it previously. I'm a little surprised by that, seein' as how after having seen the performance, I like the new disc Entertainment a whole lot more. 

Danse en France and the Best Revenge had shown up on earlier EPs around the netters, but as part of the "Between Two Worlds" tour, they were able to visually display the meloncholy and dark tinges that perhaps aurally were outliers.  It has me listening to the disc differently and repeatedly; a great feat for a show.

I don't know if i want to call it my favorite part of the performance, but I did really enjoy the "I'm sick of this song" rendition of Emerge. Sick beats, yes, but they had the dancers spinning in circles flicking off the audience and also saw Casey Spooner half-heartedly miming along to dance moves that clearly once were *hit-hit-hit* but this time around ended up more *eh-eh-eh* (think Britter's last VMA performance). It went a long way towards infusing some humor in a dark but shiny Fischerspooner set.

I loved it. I want to see it again. Stat.

Go listen to some tracks off their new album, Entertainment, here.

Interview: Fischerspooner | Features | Music | Washington D.C. | Decider:

 "After four years of silence, the notorious spectacle-makers have returned with a self-released new album, Entertainment, and a new stage show. Prior to tonight's performance at 9:30 Club, Decider got the scoop from Casey Spooner."

 

Two Delightful Things

May 17: Blessing of the Dogs, National City Christian Church

(via Borderstan)

The City Christina Church on Thomas Circle (an absolute beaut of a building to boot!) is prayin' for puppies... or some such. Sebastian, as you may not know, believes in the flying spaghetti monster.

I, as you may know, rely on Ganesh, Krishna and Brahma, and Jesus and Moses, and ya know, mostly (truthfully) the great I Am That. 

So'ham and whatnot.

I ran across this link yesterday or the day before and laughed so hard I nearly spilt coffee all over the laptop. True story. A battle rages in the Southern US (or someone's photoshop window) about the merits of blessing dogs. 

Perfect!