2004-04-26 - 9:37 a.m.
Today I will be attending what will hopefully be my last all-marketing group meeting. I expect it to be long and boring, but it'll be the last. Yay!
The weekend was wonderful. Since the Hidden Mountain site is only an hour form our house we daytripped, leaving Friday evening at home. Plenty of time to pack and rewatch Master and Commander, wich I bought on DVD earlier in the week. The event was lovley, even if it was hotter than hell. I've now been to 2 events at that sie, both equally miserable with the heat. But it made for a lazy day, lots of time chatting in the shade. Yesterday we slept late and then headed to practice in Raleigh, with plans of meeting up with Nia and Nikulai for dinner
Dinner was...special. There's a drive-up hamburder joint in downtown Raliegh called the Char-Grill. Great burgers, fries and shakes. Cuan got a whif of the frying grease from practice and there was no changing his mind. So we all piled in the truck and headed over. On the way we encounter many orange cones, and we determine there's a heart walk going on downtown. We laugh at the idea of eating greasy fried food while being passed by heart walkers, but it turns out they got the last laugh. First, the traffic cops were stupid and wouldn't let us turn where we needed to (even though this didnt interefere with the walkers) so we had to go around the block. Then we encountered "the band". For some reason there were different musical ensembles performing on staggered street corners, presumably to encourage or entertain the walkers. Unfortunately for us there was a contemporary gospel band on the corner nearest the Char-Grill. To say it was painful would be an understatement. They only knew 2 songs, which they alternated over and over and over again. The women were flat, and the men were both flat and unable to carry a tune in a bucket. And I think they wrote their own hideous lyrics. We sat there eating yummy fries, trying to ignore them, but we couldn't help trying to interpret their garbled lyrics.
"I want to nudge you, I want to hear your voice, I want to nudge you Lord."
Hmm. Something about that seems inappropriate. Oh, I get it. "I want to KNOW you" Ok. The nudging seems funnier. As they kep repeating this horrible phrase, over and over, we came up with alternate lyrics. They were much funnier then than they seem now, but it was a great time.
