Entries from August 1, 2006 - September 1, 2006
Dear Crazy Persons of the World,
If you must bitch at me unreasonalby, please keep your diatribes to five minutes or less. Twenty minutes? That's just not efficient.
Yours,
April
April
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EmailSoul Music Slow Jam Lowdown
- Event location: Canopy Trapeze Studio is where April practices and teaches aerial dance several times a week. To find out more about the studio, visit Canopy Studio's Web site.
- No shoes: The studio's dance floor is made of sprung bamboo, a very soft wood that nicks easily. For this reason, there are no shoes allowed on the floor. There will be a shoe check at the party for safekeeping while you dance.
- BYOB: There will be some beverages (alcoholic and non-alcoholic) provided at the party, however, we ask that you bring a bottle of wine or a spirit to share if you wish.
- Directions: In case you didn't read the info in your invite, here you go: From Prince Avenue, go north on Barber Street. Cross the railroad tracks and make the next left onto Tracy Street. Canopy Studio is on the right behind the cement plant. And there's also MapQuest, people. Get on it.
- DJ Mahogany: He'll be playing awesome soul music slow jams from the 60s, 70s and early 80s. Get ready for his quiet storm!
- Stylin' and profilin': Sport 60s formal wear if possible, a la the pimp-ass Motown legends. I'll post costume ideas here.
Aaron Dyer Photography
"Picnic," top, and "Puddle," bottom.
Love these modern takes on the still life from Aaron Dyer. From Oh Joy!
"Here It Goes Again" video
OK Go is, IMO, a mediocre band. But damn if they don't know how to make a fabulous music video.
Gin and tonic
Formerly I drank White Russians exclusively, but it looks like the days of The Dude might be behind me. Conrad has turned me on to gin and tonics, and they are just so clean and crisp. I can't be bothered with muddy, syrupy alcohol anymore. They make me feel very sophisticated. Conrad and I toasted our engagement with gin and tonics on the veranda of the Hunter House Inn in Tybee, and the jazz playing indoors made the scene so classic I could almost see myself fading to black and white.