Weekend (sans pics)

Sorry folks, forgot to have a camera handy. Pics of my less then happy garden comin soon tho (my basil is dyin - HALP!).

Friday night was going to be a low-key evenin of yoga n a movie as tha plans ah thought had been made were in fact nawt, but ah was saved by a text message around 4 pm that read "Let's Rage Tonight." In this context, "raging" means "biking around the city, breaking for alcohol from time to time" and this sounded like a much bettah idea ta me. We kicked thangs off w. some noize jammin down tha street, then made fer food n a bottle. Out to tha Embarcadero, we sat w. our friends Jameson and Tecate n discussed my friends upcoming bike-polo/tour of tha West Coast this summer. (Side note, ah now have a place fer a drumset if ah ken find one....)

Aftahwerds, we biked thru tha crazy sites n sounds of a Friday nite in tha city - past tha strip clubs of North Beach, tha trannys of tha Tender Knob, tha strip clubs of Market. Briefly we saw some people who cared very very much about Karaoke at the Mint, and then we were pulled back to tha Mission by way of Zeitgeist (tha quintessential cycle/dive bar w. a monstrous beer garden - it sucks you in). Aftah a few rounds we witnessed a policeman get a bribe as a local pizza shop sold somethang besides then pizza to its otha patrons. Ah was too broke to buy tha promised final drink at tha local irish pub, so we ended up havin a last tall boy at my place before crashin.

Saturday ah woke up early n had a list of thangs to accomplish, which included, but was nawt limited to: practicing bass, making pasta sauce, werkin in tha backyard, n gittin ta yoga. In tha backyard ah tried ta save a newly-bloomin plant that had been left ovah n recently restored ta life, then made some damn good pasta sauce (w. portobella mushies, green bell peppers, n carrots), n aftahwerds gawt my stretch on. That evenin it was my roommies bday celebration so thar was a potluck w. gobs of food n drink (some resourceful individuals brought tha remnants of a pony keg from tha nite before). A handle of knob creek was drank, food was consumed, a mess was made, tha kitchen gawt smoky, n aftah dark thar was a candlelight expedition to tha clubhouse fer tha tellin of ghost stories. Tha mess continues ta exist, as this wasn't my party. Everythang on my list gawt accomplished, except fer tha movin of new musick ta my phone, which was taken care of yestahday.

Sunday had me at yoga again in tha mornin, n ah received some words of praise both on my work-trade follow-through as well as my practice which put me in a good mood. Then WTB had some practicin fer a show this Friday. Finally that evenin ah settled down ta watch "The Golden Compass" - don't judge me. It was kind of weak actually, but thar was a polar bear fight which made it sort of worth sittin through. Ahd be surprised if a sequel evah manifested - it wasn't very well made.

10 days until ah head ta LA fer tha Odors reunion.....

Yoga Update - 4 out of 28....

Ah don't know if thars a point in time when thangs are supposed ta even out, but my last 3 classes have really kicked my ass. Friday tha heat was higher then its been in weeks - ah actually really love tha hawt classes, but ahve been gittin used ta 102-104 degree temperatures, and Friday was more like 105 - 109 (my favorite spot is up near tha instructor podium, whar tha heat indicator is). Saturday was even hawter - gawt up ta 111 fer tha second half but tha humidifier wasn't on (n fancy this - ah didn't remind tha teacha ta turn it on this time!). Also, Friday ah took 6:30 and then Saturday ah took tha noon - ahve only done two classes in less then 24 hours once before. Today was tha opposite of my usual problem - usually my flesh is willin but tha mind is weak, but today ah was daein really well w. maintainin my composure but damn every pose hurt n ah even left a few of them early (Ah hate when ah dae that). But, ahm still determined - altho ah hafta admit thar were moments today when ah started wonderin if ah actually hated bikram yoga, n had just convinced myself ah enjoy it. I also biked about 17 miles yestahday w. errands n shit, did a class n went to tha pillow fight, which was freakin AWESOME, but surprisingly tiring on my arms.

Here's a pretty blurry pic of my own (my camera is low on batteries so the night setting is kind of whack), I'll try to link to some better ones as they become available on the web:


I was pretty exhausted by the end of the day, but it still beat the livin crap out of last year's V-Day.

In other news, I've been listening to a lot of Murder By Death recently and am very much looking forward to their show next Saturday. Check em out - Americana/indie rock w. cello - that doesn't suck (most americana/indie ah could take er leave, but these folks dae it rite).

Yoga OverDose

Think ah mentioned this a few posts back, but ahve decided ta see what gaein ta yoga EVERY DAY fer 4 weeks feels like. My studio is daein a 30 day challenge startin tha 15th but ahve started early as ahll be out of town fer a few days in tha middle of March fer Crazy Paul's weddin. Also, ah miscalculated, so startin today will give me at most 28 days. While daein more then one class a day is allowed, ahll prolly be makin up at least one day a week once WTB starts practicin again, so it's doubtful ahll be able ta pick up tha slack. Ah also will nawt beat myself up if ah dont dae all 28 - if ah hit 20 ahll be pretty fricken happy!

Fer tha record, it's suggested that you gae at least 3 x a week in ordah ta really heal yer body, but ahll admit aftah my first couple months ah sorta petered out ta twice, MAYBE three times each week. Howevah, tha wintah break gave me free time so ah tried ta step it up - n ahll be damned, ah felt much healthier when ah started gaein 3-4 as opposed ta 2-3. So we'll give this a shot.

Wish me luck everyone - today was day numbah 1 n my class was pretty awesome actually!

In addition to this, ahve also decided ta completely cut out any weeknite drinkin until tha weddin as well - this is sorta a health thang - but really a money deal.