November 22, 2006
Greetings from Roswell
Dear Readers (mostly just Dan),
I am not dead. Travelled through the New Mexican desert today. Going to stuff my face tomorrow but not with turkey; we're having menudo. If you've never had menudo you're missing out but if I told you what's in it you'd never try it. It's not traditional I know but really what is anymore?
It seems that everytime I come home another tradition has faded away with nothing to replace it. I keep thinking that one day I'm going to come home and it will be like I remember it. Everyone will have their health and we'll fill my Abuelos' house with laughter again. Instead, each time I return someone else is sick, incarcerated, addicted, afflicted, or dead. People are lost, traditions are gone, buildings fall apart, memories fade.
I'm homesick for a place that doesn't exist.
November 05, 2006
The Everlasting Hangover
I woke up this morning with a pounding headache and I immediately thought "Shit. Can i still be hungover from friday night?" And yes, I do believe this headache is the lasting remnant of the worst hangover I've ever had. And the next question I ask is: "Was it really worth it?" And yes, it was very, very worth it.
On Friday night Dominic and I went to Colorado Springs to see Cursive. Neither of us had ever hung out in the Springs and we were a little scared because we've heard a lot of stories. Just to give you an idea: the first exit for the Springs is Baptist Road and there is a church on EVERY corner. But not to worry because the venue is in the shady part of town where they let Satan and his friends cut loose. And boy did we cut loose! A tab was opened and the alcohol flowed aplenty. Note to self: Dont open up tabs, then drink until you cant do simple math or remember how many drinks you've had. And dont let your husband order drinks on the tab because he will (and did) buy every nice person in sight a drink. Speaking of nice people, we met quite a few there in the Springs. There were the two guys who drove us to a bar. Then Beth and Isaac who we met at the first bar and drove us to another bar. Then Tia(?) who drove us from that bar to our hotel. We are very grateful for the civilian cab rides because if it weren't for them we'd still be lost or in a ditch somewhere because there were no actual cabs anywhere.
The show was amazing. Jeremy Enigk opened up for Cursive and we had the chance to talk to him after the show. He's a great musician and pretty humble too. And of course we couldn't leave without meeting Tim Kasher, the lead for Cursive. I'm not sure what all was said between the three of us but the conversation ended when Dominic compared Tim Kasher to Abraham Lincoln.
Tickets to the show: $37.00
Hotel in the Springs: $65.00
Bar tabs at various bars: I'm afraid to look
Dominic comparing Tim Kasher to Abe Lincoln: PRICELESS!
