When I remember the Challenger disaster in the future it will be a memory with another human dimension included.
Thank you, Laura, that's a nice thing.
Kat, huh. It's funny how sometimes you get that whole "who are your people" thing going on. Even having never lived there, I still react with a home vs. mainland sort of mentality. Anyway, hee that you thought of me.
I had a cute local boy moment at the music festival. I turned up randomly at a show because I'd heard good buzz. But sadly it was the last day of the fest and it had just let loose a downpour, so a ton of people had just bailed. So the show was pretty much just me and a few people the band knew. Like, literally, maybe half a dozen people (including, randomly, some girl I'd met in Arizona this spring).
Anyway, they're called twentyfour64 (noisy myspace link) were from Hawaii and they put on a great show anyway, and I loved them. Bought their album even though it wasn't really my style, because I felt bad for them having come all this way. Then later they were hanging out in the audience at another show I went to. I shaka'd at them, so they came over to talk to me for a while. It was cute how excited they were to be talking to someone who knew their vibe.
And there is a whole 'nother language that goes on underneath the language with local people. I dunno. It's just something unique.
eta: I saw a whole bit of a show about Graeters and I was super impressed with the manual labor involved. Also, I really really wanted some.