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urban hike 2k7

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April 27, 2007 in voyages. 6 Comments

the shaky hands: the sleepless

as summer rapidly approaches with the smell of chlorine and the promise of cheap drinks, i’d like to take a moment to appreciate spring.

spring means a lot of things to me: cadbury eggs, wildflowers, cute pictures of puppies in the grass

and of course, the urban hike.

as you may recall, last year we embarked upon the First Annual Urban Hike, an expedition full of treacherous cracks in the sidewalk and warm beer.

for the Second Annual Urban Hike (UH2K7), we decided to push the boundaries of danger to their EXTREME and actually walk through, like, a forest. our group of trailblazers met up at the crack of dawn (dude, at 11:00, the sun is BARELY up) armed to the teeth with survival gear: beer, snacks, water and a lethal sense of humor. lethal as in, bad. but if you can’t take a bad joke, you can’t survive in the wild. trust me.

we carpooled over to one of the entrances of the greenbelt, which is right off the freeway (hence, “urban hike” isn’t just a clever name. if it is a clever name. maybe it’s not. i don’t know).

i’m pretty sure this picture will grace the front of the new Urban Hike Official Media Kit:

seriously, is this a rice brochure picture or what? josh’s year of experience as a college president (i.e. fine upstanding citizen) really kicks in under the glare of the camera.

even though there was no threat of rain, it was actually… um… FREEZING!!!

hello? spring in texas? yeah, hey thanks for coming but uh AREN’T YOU SUPPOSED TO BE WARM?

but this is the urban hike, people. and it’s no place for pussies.

almost immediately upon entering the deep, dark forest, we encountered A CREATURE OF THE WILD!

yes, folks, it was a GATOR! no seriously, that’s what those little tractors are called. gators.

this is just one example of the many dangers inherent in the urban hike. and when nature doesn’t challenge us, WE CHALLENGE NATURE.

here we see josh undertaking Challenge #1, which was… kiss the bark? taste the bark? i don’t know, cos i was in the back of the line. anyway, the point is that you have to take risks on the urban hike, risks in the form of ridiculously silly bets, bets in the form of Challenges.

we journeyed deeper and deeper into the unknown…

after about fifteen minutes of intensive unknown, we decided it was time for a break. Official Breaks are the other part of the urban hike and serve as rewards for withstanding all of the Obstacles.

missy, erica and teresa were new to the urban hike, but they certainly weren’t neophytes when it came to Break Time! these girls were PROFESSIONALS!

speaking of professional, caitlin knew exactly the right types of supplies to bring on the hike. for such a draining journey, you need food stuff that will give you endurance, energy and clarity of thought.

you know that if the settlers of the old west could’ve eaten cheez-its, they would’ve been SO OVER cornmeal. i mean, hello? real cheese packed into a cracker! it doesn’t get moldy! it doesn’t need to be refrigerated! it just needs to be eaten!

Challenge #2: swing on a vine that may break any second now

henri took on the challenge first. while the vine didn’t break, he didn’t really get a good swing going.

erica, however, swung like sheba, queen of the jungle (did you guys ever see that movie? my parents rented it for one of my slumber parties in elementary school and, well, let’s just say that sheba’s outfit would make even bratz blush).

the third obstacle actually came from mother nature herself, cos she plays dirty! (get it?!!… dirty?… oh come on you guys).

Challenge #3: the trail is covered in rushing WHITE WATER RAPIDS

you’re supposed to be able to cross the water here, because it’s usually low. and sure, it’s not like 20 leagues under the sea or anything, but the water was FREEZING! and who wants to walk around in wet socks? wet socks lead to blisters which probably lead to dysentery, which will kill you and then the rest of us will have to bury you on the side of the trail with only a twiggy cross to mark the impact you made on all of us.

thus, we were confused.

confused and alarmed.

we sent out a scout with the hopes of discovering an alternative route. our fearless scout breathlessly raced back to report: “maybe? ”

i’m sure that lewis and clark encountered a similar dilemma, but i’m also pretty sure that sacajawea never pointed to a fork in the river/road/trail and said, “meh?” basically, i’m just saying that lewis and clark had it a lot easier than people think.

since we’re super troopers (and perhaps, also fools), we plunged blindly forward.

after defeating SLIPPERY ROCKS and NASTY GREEN MOLDY-STUFF, we discovered another trail! josh and henri paused to soak in the sweet sweetness of our victory.

mother nature, you can suck it! cos we beat yr little obstacle! so CRY ME A RIVER!

ha ha i know i’m hilarious.

one of the important life skills you learn from the urban hike is how to climb while carrying a beer.

if you can do this, you can do ANYTHING! ANYTHING IN LIFE THAT YOU WANT!

Challenge #4: limbo under the tree branch

even though this obstacle was totally NOT hard, tim cheated anyway. so i took a picture to catch him in the act! tim, if you move yr head to the side like that, it is TOTALLY LIMBO CHEATING. everybody knows that.

Challenge #5: walk on a branch as far out as you can over the cold, cold water

henri was the only one daring enough to face this obstacle. you can see the fear in his eyes… chilling.

since it had been AGES (and many obstacles) since our last break, we found the perfect picnic spot: a little pebble beach in the sunshine!

i felt like we were kids who had just discovered THE hideout for the summer, where we could get away from our parents and shoot off firecrackers and kill bugs and stuff.

erica and caitlin, luscious ladies of the green lagoon.

unlike all of these newfangled video games and talking robot elmos, on the urban hike, you make yr OWN fun, DANG IT! you fashion yr fun out of STICKS and ROCKS! COS THAT’S ALL YOU GOT IN YR XMAS STOCKING!

this is probably how baseball originated. except people back then were smellier than josh, probably.

a fierce amount of stone-skipping occurred as well.

kids, don’t try this at home. otherwise, you’ll be throwing rocks into yr furniture and walls, which is just, well, dumb.

with renewed spirits and refreshed tummies, our fair travelers were back on the trail!

i feel like this picture is straight out of lord of the rings. except instead of a ring, we had cheez-its that EVERYBODY wanted. sheesh.

Challenge #6: touch the nasty dirty old sock that someone left on a tree branch

this was probably the scariest thing we saw on the trail (well, except for the dead bird, which was soooo gross and smelly and there is no way any decent human being would take a picture of it, must less post it on his/her blog. but you can see it on henri’s flickr, if you want).

tim actually TOUCHED IT! OMGGGGG!!!!! LOOK AT HIS FINGER DIGGING INTO THE SWEATY DIRTY BACTERIA-LADEN COTTON!

erica practically KISSED the sock, and if i write any more about this, i’m going to throw up my szechwan chicken with noodles smart ones that i had for lunch.

nearby, we found the sock’s companion, rumpled and dead in the grass. it was kind of sad, really.

then henri found this shoe and threw it at me (which i’m gonna go ahead and count as Obstacle #7).

so i guess someone decided to take off their socks and shoes? why would you DO that? does SPLINTERS ring a bell?

Challenge #8: stand on a dead tree that is supported only by a vine that could potentially break at any moment

so this tree was randomly resting on a vine…

AND I WALKED ON IT! i even jumped on it a little, too, cos i love to flirt with disaster.

the beautiful sights inherent in the urban hike stretch beyond simple trees and water. there’s also a lot of man-made art, which some people call graffiti.

this is something you don’t get on just a plain old hike, folks. it’s gotta be URBAN.

a common rule for wildlife trails is: don’t take away from the beauty by picking a flower or stomping on a racoon. ADD to the beauty.

i figure this is a much better way to leave our mark than, say, littering.

henri considered this Challenge #9 (cos dude, the cops could’ve shown at any second!), so:

here’s a WONDERFUL photo of our brave group of intrepid, fearless explorers:

kinda looks like the cast of a reality show, doesn’t it? except i need to see MORE SKIN, PEOPLE!

Challenge #10: climb the rock wall and then try to get down

henri decided to attempt to scale the rock wall, cos we passed a group of people climbing with ropes, etc.

the rest of us kept walking under the assumption that he would climb right back down. instead, he got stuck. really stuck. further down the trail, we stopped to wait for him… NOT REALIZING that he was STARING DEATH IN THE EYE. i sent him a text that said, “TAKE FOREVER!” and now, when i think about how that could’ve been the last thing i ever said to him… i just… i should’ve said so much more…(sob).

Challenge #11: climb high up in a tree

josh makes it look so easy.

after several brushes with death (ok, well, the others may not count as much as the dirty sock, but still), we settled on some rocks near the water and soaked in the sun. it really was gorgeous.

even though josh is an experienced urban hiker, he hasn’t lost his sense of awe and wonder.

at this point, the batteries in my camera pretty much died. luckily, we were near the end of the hike anyway. we just walked more and then spotted a HUGE rock that was basically BEGGING us to settle on it. so we did, with our feet dangling over the water.

it was a very “stand by me” kind of moment.

we emerged from the forest into zilker park, where we were greeted by… an indian dancing festival! ok!

following the call of margaritas, we ended up at shady grove, where we were joined by jessica and benjy.

you know, urban hiking can really build up yr appetite.

unlike that picture, which COMPLETELY GROSSES ME OUT. i mean, the ONIONS! the RAW FREAKING ONIONS! it just goes to show that there are Challenges we all have to face in real life, too.

as we parted ways in the parking lot, i realized that we had all been changed by our journey together. nature brought out our carnal instincts, but it was love that kept us together.

URBAN HIKE 2K7!!!!!!

p.s. for more behind the scenes coverage, check out josh’s blog.

bet yr life on it

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April 24, 2007 in this post will conform to no category!. 4 Comments

shannon wright: everybody’s got their own part to play

i’ve been meaning to write an entry about the glorious second annual urban hike that occurred last week, but since it’s so gloomy outside right now, i’m not feeling too chummy with mother nature. so, not today, but soon.

instead, i read an article that matt sent me, about a british man who bet that he would live to be 100.

and HE DID!

and it wasn’t just one of those bets you make with yr friends, when you’re all, “i SO bet you a BILLION dollars that i will eat this entire plate of french fries” or “felicity TOTALLY came on before dawson’s creek. i would bet my freaking LIFE on it.”

oh no, this guy did it for real. when he was 90, he put down a hundred pounds (money, not, like, with trimspa) with a “bookmaker” (i guess this is the fancy british word for bookey, which i don’t know how to spell) on a bet that he would live to see 100. so guess what? he just won TWENTY FIVE THOUSAND POUNDS!!!!

so now he can totally use that money to GO OUT AND … uh… what do you do when you’re 100? if i were him, i’d probably do something completely looney, like hire 100 monkeys to dance for me or fly in a meal from a restaurant across the ocean, just like kanye west. cos hey, when you’re old (or a successful rap artist), you can be AS CRAY AS YOU WANT.

my favorite part of the article was his advice for prolonging life:

Mr Holden, who has two sons aged 70 and 60, puts his longevity down to porridge for breakfast and “remembering to keep breathing”. He said it was also important not to worry about anything, do as little work as possible, and go on lots of holidays.

it’s kind of like the goldilocks philosophy.

what would YOU do if you won twenty-five thousand pounds at the age of 100?

now excuse me while i go on lots of holidays. cha-CHING!

all about context

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April 18, 2007 in this post will conform to no category!. 7 Comments

joseph arthur: don’t give up on people

i usually don’t write serious posts, and this exception will be short. but it’s not all pigtails and parties, you know?

i’m looking at the pictures of the people who died on monday at virginia tech…Â a high school senior portrait of a grinning guy in a tux, a redhead with a bright blue graduation cap, a girl laughing into a microphone. i see the excitement and the hope for the years ahead of them; i think about my own college experience, when life beckoned to me with an outstretched hand– take a hold of it and don’t let go, even when the curves threaten to throw you, when gravity presses you against the side so forcefully that you wonder if you’ll ever breathe again.

they won’t breathe again.

my eyes scan down the page until they stop at the next headline: “four bombs kill 157 people in iraq.”

i imagine the photos of the victims, because they won’t be posted online for me to mourn. i won’t see their faces or their smiles or the years ahead of them. i won’t identify with them, or even really take the time to try.

we mourn our own, but not the others. i guess it’s just human but… 33 to 157? it’s not a score to keep, but it’s a defeat no matter where the game is played.Â and we don’t even see how much we’re losing.

you’ve got birthday!

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April 16, 2007 in extravaganza and growing up. 6 Comments

d.a.n.c.e by justice

so a few weeks ago, i turned 28 (whoah). and it was the most wonderful birthday, ever.

and there are so many reasons why!!!!

first, my parents came to town (my dad had a bike ride in georgetown that morning), and we went to brunch at chez zee. the weather was gorgeous, and all of the colored lights at the restaurant kept winking at me. i wore my new favorite t-shirt (featuring food with faces, obvs), and my mom and i shared some creme brulee french toast (tasty business!).

it was really super duper pants.

we drove around the mount bonnell area so my parents could ooh and ah and then speculate on the inordinate cost of housing. then we decided to visit josh, cos the rents hadn’t seen his house yet!

my parents ADORE josh. of course, josh is adorable, but he was also one of the first people i met at rice, so my parents have seen him go from a long-haired skinny dude to a big time skinny lawyer.

consequently, my parents feel totally comfortable giving josh advice on his grill, his yard, his kitchen… everything. my mom even pulled a few weeds for him.

after my sweet mom and dad departed, i got all glammed up! i went to bird’s and got my hair done (i love writing, “i got my hair done.” as in, not a cut, but a style. it makes me feel like an old lady, except without the blue hair), then i went to the benefit counter for make-over! plus, my mom gave me a retro top for my bday, so i had new clothes, too!

here is my sweet sweet hairstyle:

look at the back! it’s cray!

it’s like the equivalent of getting a french braid in the fifth grade. EXCITING!!!

thanks to a suggestion from henri, my birthday evening soiree was themed after my favorite movie of all time, “you’ve got mail.” basically, it was like going to the nut shop, where it’s fun.

even though i didn’t have butterflies in the subway or a dog named brinkley, i managed to cobble together a pretty good austin equivalent.

first, per jessica’s suggestion, everyone had to bring me a flower, since meg ryan brings a rose in a book to meet tom hanks. i realize i’m reaching here, but hey! it’s my birthday! shut up and bring me a flower!

mandy even brought me a fish in a bag, like the goldfish they win at the street carnival. mandy knows her YGM, let me tell you.

i even had an out of town guest in attendance– gilbert! all the way from dc!

look at tim’s wrapping paper. he wrapped my xmas present in it, too. cos he loves me.

from the very first minute, i was v. v. excited.

THANKS GUYS FOR VOTING FOR ME!!!!

i really did feel like a homecoming queen, except i didn’t have to sabotage anyone else’s campaign. it must have been my killer promise to give seniors off-campus lunch.

we carpooled over to bookpeople, cos hello, independent book store! it’s our austin equivalent to “the shop around the corner,” except way bigger and with more adult books. per henri’s suggestion, everyone got me a little something at the store.

i was starting to feel like a “make a wish” kid, but without the cancer. yes!

i took gilbert up to the YA section (my favorite), where he proceeded to lose all of his innocence.

those gossip girls are scandalous!

my wonderful friends took over the line and necessitated the addition of a second cashier. when i think about it, bookpeople should be thanking me for all of this extra business.

booked out, we walked over to katz’s, cos it’s kinda like a NYC deli. plus it can easily seat a large group, and i did NOT feel like waiting an hour to eat on my birthday. i get cranky pants when i’m hungry, and birthday girls are supposed to be nice.

at dinner, i got to open all of my bookpeople presents!!! look at all of those white bags!!!

i got so many great books, not to mention gummi tacos (!!!), a sundae sticker book (SQUEE), and a picture of a cupcake necklace from henri (with the actual necklace to arrive in june).

I AM SO LUCKY!

during the meal, people read aloud emails they had sent to me at some time in their lives (since email is, uh, a crucial part of YGM). tim and mandy even acted out a g-chat i had with tim a few months ago. it was pretty awesome.

mandy does a pretty good sarah, actually. and she was especially good at navigating my ridiculous use of slang and disuse of punctuation. i’m sure you have no idea what i’m talking about.

also, cos i’m a total sucker for cheesiness, i got a brooklyn bridge martini.

can you tell jessica and me are already registering an eleven on the giddy scale? yeah.

next stop on the YGM train: lala’s. what, you may ask, does a dive bar in a strip mall have to do with such a fine cinematic feature?

oh don’t worry, i have the answer.

first, lala’s sounds a LOT like cafe lalo, where meg ryan is supposed to meet tom hanks for the first time.

second, it’s xmas all year round at lala’s, and there’s a scene in YGM where meg ryan decorates her christmas tree and quotes joni mitchell and it’s all v. v. sad.

see? look at all of those connections! we practically REMADE the movie!

unlike the meg tree scene, though, lala’s is not sad at all. in fact, it’s v. festive.

but, just to be accurate, everyone pretended to be sad.

“i wish i had a river, i could skate awaaaaaay on…”

that only lasted a second though. then we returned to being perfectly normal.

you know, just being regular.

regular FOOLS.

actually, this is a pretty normal reaction for me:

somehow, lala’s transformed the two cutest people in the room into demon spawn:

hmm. maybe there is more to that whole santa/satan thing than i thought…

HEY JOSH!

ok seriously i can’t think of any more captions for these ridiculous pictures, but they just had to be posted.

i love my friends?

here’s the front of my next family xmas card:

since lala’s is the watering hole for austin’s classiest, i ran into my hippie rocker neighbor, spencer! and he bought me a shot of jameson!

then he had to leave to go pick up his kids at a party.

yeah, spencer’s pretty great.

right before midnight, we left the bar and drove over to the alamo village, where henri had reserved a theater JUST FOR MY PARTY!!!

LOOK!

the theater was telling me happy birthday!!!! that’s so fantastic!!!

here’s everyone totally amped for their special VIP showing of YGM:

i was so excited that i decided to do an intro, a la drafthouse henri. i talked about small businesses and cappuccinos and, apparently, i was pretty awesome.

I’M SO READY FOR MY FAVORITE MOVIE!

I’M SO….

ZZZZZZZZZZ

that’s right, about 30 minutes into the movie, i was totally sleepytime tea.

but hey! i wasn’t the only one! check out jessica and tim…

and gilbert and carter…

poor tary was actually enjoying the movie when henri decided to turn it off, cos most members of my party had drifted off into slumberland. tary, i promise we’ll watch it again, v. v. soon.

what a wonderful night!

the next day, i met up with jessica and kc at eastside cafe (one of my favorite restaurants) for a birthday brunch.

don’t jessica and i look fresh as daisies?!!!

we had mimosas and baked brie (my favorite!) and a lovely girlie time.

then, on the night of my actual birthday, i had the felicity girls over (kc, jessica & kiersten), and i got to open more presents! kiersten gave me a stuffed animal PEEP, cos i always say that i hate eating peeps but adore looking at them. so i got a peep i can hug!!!!! HOLY CRAP!

i have named him peepee. obvs.

[also note: jessica gave me those fabulous earrings]

i love the fact that i got a stuffed furry peep for my 28th birthday. says a lot, doesn’t it?

I AM SO LUCKY!!! I LOVE YOU GUYS!!!

sxsw: the grand finale

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April 5, 2007 in extravaganza and music. 6 Comments

ok, before i go any further in this post, i have to point yr attention to this website. remember my compelling post (ages ago) about caffeinated chapstick? sure you do. anyway, now you can purchase caffeine STRIPS for yr tongue, which is EXTREEEME! seriously, this whole site is so EXTREME!! i’m gonna get my NRAGE on and then MOTORCROSS! sweet!

moving on

i’m sure you’re thinking, how can there STILL be more sxsw? well, that’s pretty much what i always wonder when i wake up on the fourth day of the festival and question my ability to continue rocking.

you know the perfect answer to that question? BRUNCH!

if you guessed mimosas, i’ll still give you credit, even though they are inherently part of brunch.

we headed to south congress cafe and, due to amber’s reservation prowess, snagged the corner booth!

gah i love corner booths. they make me feel like the cool kids at the malt shop. or members of the italian mafia. either one.

amber reveled in the carrot cake french toast (!!!!!) and even got her bacon extra crispy.

ok looking at that picture while i’m at work is severely unfair.

after our tasty business, we met up with jessica, ian and tim at the flatstock show, which is basically an awesome gathering of music poster artists. you can buy FANTASTIC art, like henri’s purchase for me last year, “bunnies on a donut.” actually, when i went back to that artist’s booth this year, i discovered that i’ve been using the wrong title. the conversation went like this:

me: hi! i love your work!

mike: thanks.

me: i’m so glad you’re here again! last year i got “bunnies on a donut” from you.

mike: actually, it’s just called “donut.”

me: well, i call it “bunnies on a donut.” cos there are bunnies. on a donut.

mike: ah.

me: bye!

anyway, this year i bought this poster from tiny media empire:

basically, that tiny teddy bear sold me. so if you’re an artist, and you want me as a customer, just make art featuring cute tiny animals or food, preferably baked goods, or both, together!. and i shall be yr patroness!

after exploring the show thoroughly, we headed back to our cars to drive to vivo for margaritas (!). on the way, henri ran into a t-shirt kindred spirit:

i… water tower… burger king? british knights? eh?

and no, we didn’t think of asking him what it actually means. cos i prefer life to have a little mystery.

it also happened to be st. patrick’s day, which meant we saw a lot of child bagpiper exploitation.

also, everyone had some sort of green on, which sucked. cos i didn’t get to dish out any pinches!

now, i may have mentioned vivo on this blog before, because it has the Best Margaritas in Austin, and possibly, the world. and possibly, the universe. sure, they’re a bit $$$, but one of these suckers is equal to at LEAST two margaritas, if not two and a half.

behold, the beauty:

i mean, this could be a freakin’ calendar photo! oh margaritas, you taunt me with yr bright colors and beautiful flowers and tasty, tasty tequila.

we grabbed a huge booth outside and basically experienced the best afternoon of the whole festival.

i know i’m cheesy, but doesn’t that picture just make you start humming the theme song from “the wonder years” or “cheers” or something? I LOVE YOU GUYS!

you can’t drink vivo ritas and not get silly. it’s just not scientifically possible.

we’re so wacky! we switched our sunglasses!

when jessica and tim drink at vivo, they just get freaking cuter.

matt, on the other hand, hangs tough.

j. and henri express their gross gross man love for each other.

SERIOUSLY GROSS!!! i CANNOT believe this happened right behind me. GROSS.

the highlight of our afternoon (besides the margaritas, obvs) was our super waitress, delaney, who told us about how her mom wanted to party with her on st. patrick’s day and she was all, “m-o-o-o-o-m!” here’s delaney, lookin’ like a sweet little sunbeam!

amber pointed out that this picture bears a striking resemblance to one from NYE.

for the sake of pure accuracy, i’m posting it here:

as the afternoon drew to a close, we decided to head back downtown. i stuffed tim in the back of thomas (my car), cos he is tiny.

hee hee!

amber was WIDE AWAKE AND READY FOR ACTION!

after parking, we headed straight for the human giant comedy showcase (and scarfed down some street hot dogs for good measure). when i saw the sign on the door announcing that patton oswalt would NOT be performing, i felt crushed into itty bitty pieces. it’s not sxsw without a little patton!

patton oswalt: steak

but we went inside anyway and immediately got crammed into the crowd. fyi: “friends” bar isn’t just a fun, funky place for 20-somethings, it’s also a FANTASTIC VENUE with a tiny stage that only half of the audience can actually see. YAY! i’ll be there for YOU!

i caught a few pretty good jokes and some clips from the show before i decided that amber (who was sitting sort of under the bar) and i should head over to la zona rosa to catch one of my recent favorite bands, mew. it was also the perfect time for my london pants to experience an austin tradition– the pedicab ride! wheeee!

thankfully, we walked right in to LZR right before my favorite song, 156, came on.

mew: am i wry? no.

(sorry, 156 isn't working on my blog for some reason. but this song is like, my second favorite)

GAH this show REIGNED OVER ME. the music soared around us as amber and i danced and jumped and even sorta squealed (well, at least, i did).

you know what else reigned over me? this guy.

dumb stupid tall guy! boooo! i asked him v. politely if he could move over a bit, but then he pointed to a (shorter) guy in front of him and said, “this guy’s tall too.”

??????

after this brutal rebuff, i simply employed my “Active Dancing With Elbows” technique to make a little viewing room for myself. holla!

when the rock bliss ended (le sigh), we met back up with henri, j., caitlin and josh d. at, where else, mugshots!

i think these are our “WE JUST TOTALLY ROCKED OUT!” faces.

and these are our “hey! we’re in a photobooth!” faces.

cos of course you have to make yr own mugshot at mugshots. it’s just, the rule.

plus these picture sort of make me feel like we’re in “beaches” for some reason. except neither of us is dying of cancer, as far as we know. which is cool. but amber is still TOTALLY the wind beneath my wings.

even though josh. d heard that junior senior was only doing a dj set, amber and i decided to try our luck (and btw, my sxsw luck is pretty dang hot). as a bonus, we got to see the prototypes, too!

the prototypes: je ne te connais pas

she was so french. and thus able to completely pull off this outfit.

it was a great set, although amber probably had a deeper sense of what the songs were actually about. plus, we were in the front, directly against the stage.

thus, i was able to see the junior senior setlist:

YESSSSSSS!

amy showed up and promptly took a nap on top of the monitor.

this is a phenomenon known as, “i think sxsw just killed me.”

FINALLY junior senior took to the stage, and yes, it was the full band (luck of the irish, yo!).

junior senior: can i get get get

dude i totally c-c-c-couldn’t control my FEET!

junior senior is one of the most dancestastic bands of all time, i swear. the only problem is that the crowd got a little TOO cray and started pressing up against us poor fools in the front. here are some of my suffering neighbors (canna i get get get to know know know you better better baby, a little TOO much):

amber eventually left after being pushed and poked one too many times. and even though i was incredibly sweaty and substantially bruised, I COULDN’T TURN AWAY. esp. when jd samson (from le tigre!!!!!) came on stage for a song.

THIS is how you end sxsw. not with a bang, but with a DANCE PARTY!

RECOVERY

sunday is all about recuperation. which, if you’re a quick learner, you’ll know means BRUNCH!

we hit up la taverna, which features $5 bottomless mimosas (shh!! don’t tell anyone else!!) and breakfast calzones AS BIG AS MY FACE!

henri, j., amber and i walked off our meal with a little jaunt down south congress and a pit stop at the san jose hotel.

passionfruit juice and champers = breakfast of passionate champions!

ha ha i’m hilarious.

here’s henri and j., making fun of us.

awwww. it’s like a male version of “beaches”! well, at least, from a distance (seriously, i am awesome).

we got our nature on with a visit to the dog park. here’s amber, striking her calendar pose and wearing her lucky red shoes:

j. and henri reminisced about a rope swing that used to be on this tree:

even though time passes and trees die and break off and fall into the water, their friendship remains. le sigh!

with fresh air in our lungs, we journeyed to vino vino for some wine tasting (sensing a trend?). here’s amber, totally in her element:

so… how do you spend your good friend’s last evening in town? by going to uchi, obvs.

uchi is one of the few places where i RELISH waiting an hour (or more) for my table. cos we get to sit on the patio and drink sake! from cute little cups!

our meal was delicious (as expected), and we actually made it to dessert, which we NEVER do.

here’s to sweet, sweet endings.

i love you sxsw! i’ll see you next year! have a nice summer!

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