let's celebrate with fire

The 4th of July. Bingo gambling and fireworks. At one point I think they were just setting everything on fire.

 

 It's not a problem if you're having fun, right?

 A Beatles tribute band. The lead singer had a personal fan, so his hair was constantly billowing.

 

 

 

 

Another Random Sunday

Another Sunday. Another batch of random things I've done this week.

Ashlee, being cool.

 Friends' punk band, Shift. Always awesome.

Wallace being a basket cat.

Finally saw the new Jane Eyre. Pleasantly surprised at how much I liked it. I'd recommend it to any period drama fans. Though why every incarnation I've seen never included Rochester getting his vision back, I don't know. It seems like it'd be a happier note to end on.

Also started watching White Collar at my new roommate Becca's suggestion. Nearly done with season 1 and I'm on the fence if I like it enough to keep going. I think if they lost a case every once in a while, had more three dimensional minor characters (aside from Elizabeth and Mozz) and Neil met someone who didn't fall at his feet the second he smiled (and got rid of those turtlenecks), I'd be more on board.

Yeah, I spent most of the week watching TV and vegging out. I justify it cause I have a big week ahead with friends coming into town and shows and overtime at work. And yeah, it's gonna be a long, sleep deprived, and fun week.

well goodness, look at my wrist, i got to go

1. I fail at keeping up with things. Hence the ridiculously long time since my last post.
2. I'm cheating on Austen and Gaiman with Pratchett.
and c. what in the name of Merlin's pants does one knit/crochet in the summer.
I know, there's so many things. But summer. Summer. I feel weird burred under balls of wool while I stick to my sofa.

No more hats till fall. I swear.