July 1st, 2005

Upside Down

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Last weekend we had a small gathering of people at our house becuase well, a just-cleaned house is nothing to waste. Only about 11 people, but then, we aren't gifted with the largest circle of friends in the first place. So for a "come over eat and drink" thing, it was great.
Alicia managed to be here for the weekend, in town to visit her family and the new neice. Steph fucked everyone up and I still haven't gotten the downstairs bathroom door unlocked from someone managing to lock it behind them.

After a day of rest on Sunday, Karl went back to work for a short week. He got out early on thursday, we dropped the pup off at the kennel we take her to, and headed for Baltimore. We ended up stuck in insane traffic and a pretty horrible thunderstorm, but we got to the hotel and ended up at the venue *early* for the Meat Beat Manifesto show. I've never been early for a show in my life and me, Karl, and the other 10 people standing outside are all fucking nerds for it.
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It was an incredible show and if you get a chance to see your favorite act at Sonar in Baltimore I highly recommend it. It's a great small space. Karl just kept saying that it really reminded him of the old 9:30 club. (Hey, and the bartenders were great, speedy, friendly, and the drinks were pretty cheap for a club). We would go back just for the DJ in the lounge who spun a lot of tech-house and wasn't afraid of bass. The next day we had lunch at the James Joyce, drove back down and picked up the pup, and then spent a few hours lying to ourselves about how tired we were before we finally just went and napped.