This morning Travalon was watching British soccer, and the condo board president needed me to sign off on the bylaw amendments that were recently passed, so I went to his house and then ran into my neighbor with the friendly little dog. We took a walk around the neighborhood, but I didn't get credit for a workout because we kept stopping. Then Travalon took me downtown and dropped me off at Grace Episcopal to see the local harpsichord player in a free concert of Baroque keyboard music. (He was apparently a replacement for someone who was originally supposed to perform, so I didn't have time to notify Tiffy.) We were meeting back at our old church after the concert, and I walked along looking at the vendors selling jewelry and art down State Street. Then I saw Blacklight Sputnik.
Isn't it adorable? I couldn't resist. When I met Travalon, he had a party hat and a little cupcake for me because it had been Bucky Badger's 85th birthday down on the Union Terrace.
Here it is on me.
Here it is on Blacklight Sputnik.
Travalon and I went for a walk on Governor's Island, then we relaxed at home for a bit before heading to the True North Festival. We missed the first act because I thought it was a singer-songwriter, but it was a jazz musician doing a New Orleans tribute. Oops! We got there in time to hear the second band, but they were kind of weird, almost rhythm and blues but not quite right. We split orders of Sichuan dumplings (now that the deal has been done) (that's a Steely Dan reference), lamb kebabs, a grilled cheese sandwich, an ice cream sandwich, and a frittatina full of cheese and peas, and to drink infused lemonade and an antioxidant drink that tasted like a piña colada. Splitting everything meant we got to try a lot more.
Mama Digdown's Brass Band played a very New Orleans-style set, and we enjoyed them a lot. Here's a brief sample:
They said they have a new album coming out in the next few months, "depending on if you're talking about human time, dog time, or lizard time." We thought that was so funny that Travalon said it had to be my blog post title. We stayed for the next band, an R&B outfit that must write their own music, since we didn't recognize any of the songs they did. They ranged in quality from "Will this song never end?" to "I'd really like to get this song on my phone!" They were certainly competent musicians. We had to check out the weird automated alien that seemed to belong to the first band we'd seen.
The main act was a guy named Pokey LaFarge, and we listened to a few songs but didn't really like them. We debated about taking a ride on the Ferris Wheel but decided to just go home, since by then it was getting quite late. We did see the balloon art stand, so we asked what they could make, and for $5 they made us a panda.
How cute is that?? Then when we came home, I checked out Blacklight Sputnik under the blacklight.
I had suspected that some elements of my Irish Fest Summer School T-shirt would glow under blacklight, and in fact it appears that the whole design glows!
That was an unexpected surprise! I also discovered that a tiny part of that rugged cord rosary I pray with outside glows (the pink part), but I didn't take a photo of that. Maybe sometime soon, so look for that.
Famous Hat
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