Sometimes Laura and I like to use Apple’s iChat to keep in touch. It’s a good way to stay connected when we’re traveling apart. However, I have concluded that iChat is not all it’s cracked up to be. Try as I might, I just…can’t…smooch. I think I herniated my smoocher on this attempt…
The other night Laura and I were sitting around watching a Law & Order rerun when suddenly Laura turned to me and asked, “Do you think I’m at all like Celine Dion?” I bought time by staring off into the distance as though deep in thought, but what was going through my mind was, “Oh $h1t! It’s a trap! Dear God, what’s the right answer?” Laura has a scary pokerface. It’s a frickin mask of inscrutability, which is sort of ironic because I thought Asians were supposed to be the inscrutable ones. Anyway, with the pressure mounting I caved in and decided to walk through Door Number 2. I was all, “Uhhhh. No?” Luckily, I think that was the right answer because Laura just turned back to the TV as though nothing had happened while I did my breathing exercises to calm myself down.
Laura played a show at the Varsity Theater in Dinkytown last night. It was awesome. Laura is one of those musicians who can raise their game when they’re in front of people. As superpowers go, it’s a pretty awesome one to have. Especially compared to my superpower which is eating corndogs. Anyway, even though I’d watched her rehearse a couple times already that day, I practically had to change my diaper after the show. I videotaped it so I guess something will be up on youtube soon. Stay tuned, beotch.
Laura has been working on an acoustic club demo and she posted one of the tracks here. This song pleases me very much.