They say a picture paints a thousand words.

In answer to the burning question, ‘Gee, I wonder how Ann liked going to the bar with Daughter #2 to listen to all those bands?’ let me just say this:

We arrived at 7:30 pm for Open Mic Night. I believe it works like this: anyone can sign up, you get there and get a number for your band/act which is the order of play, and then you wait.

They had 45 bands set to perform. Daughter #2’s friend was not going to perform until somewhere around midnight.

We sat through 24 or so performances. They were awful. Just a crapload of screaming into microphones and thrashing about. It was terrible. And all the lyrics were doom & gloom — can all of these kids be so filled with angst? Aren’t these the same kids that will be whining to their mothers tomorrow that there is no more Cap’n Crunch with Crunch Berries??

Am I an old fart? Is this really music?? at one point my friends and I stepped outside for a bit of relief from the ‘wall of sound’ — we were chatting about our menopausal symptoms/experiences while the youth of America wailed.

ps. I am happy to report that Daughter #2 seemed to grow weary of the whole scene as well ….

They say a picture paints a thousand words.

In answer to the burning question, ‘Gee, I wonder how Ann liked going to the bar with Daughter #2 to listen to all those bands?’ let me just say this:

We arrived at 7:30 pm for Open Mic Night. I believe it works like this: anyone can sign up, you get there and get a number for your band/act which is the order of play, and then you wait.

They had 45 bands set to perform. Daughter #2’s friend was not going to perform until somewhere around midnight.

We sat through 24 or so performances. They were awful. Just a crapload of screaming into microphones and thrashing about. It was terrible. And all the lyrics were doom & gloom — can all of these kids be so filled with angst? Aren’t these the same kids that will be whining to their mothers tomorrow that there is no more Cap’n Crunch with Crunch Berries??

Am I an old fart? Is this really music?? at one point my friends and I stepped outside for a bit of relief from the ‘wall of sound’ — we were chatting about our menopausal symptoms/experiences while the youth of America wailed.

ps. I am happy to report that Daughter #2 seemed to grow weary of the whole scene as well ….

Wow!!

forget the porn, the political commentary – the best way to generate comments is to wonder about gender suitability as regards fruit caps!

My informal poll is showing the majority of the respondents believe that fruit caps are okay for boys. Especially pumpkin hats.

Yes to fruit caps. No to tutus.

not much news from these parts … The Boar & Daughter #1 are off on a college trip. They left yesterday afternoon for her tour of Stonehill today. I just heard from them – and our X (reader of purlingswine and entering freshman of Stonehill) was right – Daughter #1 loves it. They have finished the tour and are hoping to catch the ferry for home.

The good news is that she has liked every school we have seen. My SiL is in the administrative/admissions end of higher education. She and I have discussed the importance of seeing a variety of schools and the fact that there is more than one school that is right for you. I have known a number of kids who are highly invested in going to one particular college or university. Not that they shouldn’t have a favorite — but there should be more than one school on the list.

Tonight Daughter #2 and I have a date. We are doing something that my mother would never have done with me. This may or may not be a good thing.

I am taking my fourteen year old to a bar.

Yes, a bar.

It is a local establishment that features local talent. Daughter #2’s good friend is in a band and their debut performance is tonight.

So I will be clubbing with my youngest wild child. This is either:

1. a very good thing, a bonding experience and something that will move our relationship onto a deeper level or …..

2. the entrance ramp to the Highway to Hell.

Wow!!

forget the porn, the political commentary – the best way to generate comments is to wonder about gender suitability as regards fruit caps!

My informal poll is showing the majority of the respondents believe that fruit caps are okay for boys. Especially pumpkin hats.

Yes to fruit caps. No to tutus.

not much news from these parts … The Boar & Daughter #1 are off on a college trip. They left yesterday afternoon for her tour of Stonehill today. I just heard from them – and our X (reader of purlingswine and entering freshman of Stonehill) was right – Daughter #1 loves it. They have finished the tour and are hoping to catch the ferry for home.

The good news is that she has liked every school we have seen. My SiL is in the administrative/admissions end of higher education. She and I have discussed the importance of seeing a variety of schools and the fact that there is more than one school that is right for you. I have known a number of kids who are highly invested in going to one particular college or university. Not that they shouldn’t have a favorite — but there should be more than one school on the list.

Tonight Daughter #2 and I have a date. We are doing something that my mother would never have done with me. This may or may not be a good thing.

I am taking my fourteen year old to a bar.

Yes, a bar.

It is a local establishment that features local talent. Daughter #2’s good friend is in a band and their debut performance is tonight.

So I will be clubbing with my youngest wild child. This is either:

1. a very good thing, a bonding experience and something that will move our relationship onto a deeper level or …..

2. the entrance ramp to the Highway to Hell.