Last Friday we had a Cookout and as before Dan brought a keg of beer. Some people go to a cookout and bring a desert or maybe a six pack (eight pack if it’s Schlitz) when Dan goes to a cookout he brings a keg. On the other end of the Kilburg spectrum Jimmy brings unending excitement.
As you can tell in the photos a wheel chair some how found it’s way into my yard.
*Side Note:
I refer to this as doing the FDR… too soon?
On Thursday Julie and I met Dan in the bleachers for the Cub’s – Phillies game. The Cubs were down for much of the game until Aramis Ramirez’s grand slam in the eighth inning. I’ve only sat in the bleachers once before but I was much higher in the stands. This time we sat with Dan’s friends who get there when they open and have the front row in left field. Julie had a little issue with security due to the phonetics of her tshirt but other than that it was a good time.
* This was the view from our seats in the left field of the bleachers.
Last night I went with Nick, Dom & Kelly to the Eddie Vedder show at Auditorium Theatre. Nick and I had seats in Row B of the second balconly which basically means in the rafters with a bar directly in front of you at eye level. After watching most of the opener we headed back down stairs for a drink and then decided to try and stand at the back of the second balconly instead of going back to our seats in row B. We managed to find a couple of random chairs and hung out there with a much better veiw 20 rows behind where are seats were. Of course everyone kept asking where we got the chairs and we could only respond that we brought them from home.
The show was great. I was aware of the douche bag crowds showed up during this tour but I think we probably had one of the better ones. To kick off the show Eddie started explaining to the crowd how Milwakee was full of assholes and he says something along these lines:
There’s a band called Pearl Jam, I’ve been writing their set lists for about 17 years. Don’t yell any requests because you guys are fucking amateurs.
Then he went on about how he doesn’t even know the shit he’s going to play tonight. Which led to covering Hurt by Nine Inch Nails.
Nick and I ended up heading down to the front of the theater for the final encore, hence the good photographs.
*The rest of my photographs are on Flickr.