I thought it was “fat Girl is a freak….” like it better that way…
I couldn’t figure out how to post all the paying sites, but I thought this was a really good advertisment for thinking all that over the river and 23 highway through the Meade State Woods to piano wasn’t wasted. I just sang along.
Haven’t worked enough to feel it, but I’m a big supporter of the concept….
Always, have to have a little Sergio, here Bim Bom in Brasil.
After Val in the Doors, John said he didn’t do drug trips over 10 minutes in movies adding to his before 1940 rule. Personally, I enjoy the music…
Hot young Elton. Thanks, Big Bear and Debbie, for the great 50th birthday party and Elton at the Red Piano, Vegas Caesar’s sum 09.
Raina Rose, first encountered the lovely person at the Adobe Bar, Taos Inn, Nov. 30, 2010.
It’s the perfect time of year
Somewhere far away from here
I feel fine enough, I guess
Considering everything’s a mess.
There’s a restaurant down the street
Where hungry people like to eat
I could walk, but I’ll just drive
It’s colder than it looks outside.
It’s like a dream – you try to remember but it’s gone..,
credits, Adams family i-pod collection via the young Master DJ Adams.
I told somebody recently that if you’ve got your mind, you don’t ever have to be bored anywhere. I take it back, too much to think about in there, out there in those wide open spaces.
I’m afraid I have to go to town and maybe I’ll be bored for a while, take a break from the way I’ve been using the gray. You can get lost in there with too many speeding tickets and maybe lose your license…
Cowboy take me away...set me free hope I pray...closer to heaven above....John Graves Adams horseback.
1:25 am and I’m up here at Java Break, 1/2 block east of Mass & 7th St. on the south side, across from the Journal-World. I don’t think espresso had been invented in Kansas in 1982. Everyone working here was like negative 7 then, so they don’t remember the space’s former life, thought maybe a Dr.’s office. But it had opened by my second year of architecture school in ’93 and they are open all night with wireless, so here I am. You know the place, Liberty Hall a block north, Hobbs is now on the corner, and the grade drops off to the east, so you enter about 4′ below Mass St. level. So here’s a little ambiance…
Great color scheme.
And some good reading.
And a nighttime snack, here's a great picture of the cereal bar.
Tonight was Rock Chalk Revue, a over fifty year tradition, the Glee Archetype. And I came to see all the shows, but in particular the women and men of Chi Omega and Phi Delta Theta now transplanted from Hoch Auditorium to the Lied Center.
Go Hawk Arts!
Anyway, it’s my second annual KU parents visit. Just another night up here in Lawrence with all the parents….Bill Self & his son & family, Mike McCarthy, John and Paula, Carol and Mort Searcy, Stephanie and Brent Stuber, the Wilinsky’s…just Kansas family.
John and Bill chatting it up about the kids and the game.
Featuring tonight, highlights of the Phi Delts and the Chi Omegas in Myth of the Campanile. Here’s the Phi Delt-Chi O intro video with Bill’s cameo from his living room about 1:30. Bill is a Chi Omega Dad of Lauren, a lost Student of Hawkland and Coach of the Kansas Jayhawks!
Myth: if a student passes underneath the arch, he may not graduate in four years and the main characters are enticed to walk through, swirling through cosmic abyss to Hawkland where there are no classes (that we went to?) and no tests (that we studied for?), only carefree fun and Jayhawk Pride. Sound familiar?
And, presenting Ben Wilinksy, as new student tour guide. Ben went to Blue Valley in KC and we met his family now in San Diego and sister, a KU grad to East Village transplant working with ABC then Bloomberg. Go KU grads.
Now I missed filming Joey Soptic’s scene where he is Truman the hero Hobo who falls from the Campanile on game day after a KU loss to MU Tigers. He is sat upon in my video and cannot be seen but he was great.
And here’s a guy I know, Jack Graves Adams, as the Chancellor behind the scrim. He is a cowboy-engineer, plays a little Guaraldi on the piano, does a mean backflip, and is presently a Phi Delt at KU with a few Beta genes. And after a lifetime of benign neglect, and promises to keep my offspring for the most part out of my blog, I just had to play stage mom to all these sons and daughters for one night.
I never really left KU, literally returning in 92 and 2001 for two more degrees, so I can walk those steps up to Marvin Hall and across the bridge to Art and Design in my sleep, though the training in studio for all those years now means that I do not need much. But, this is like taps….
We’ll call it a night.
Phi Delts post show
Chi Omega-Phi Delta Theta
Brad Crawford and Lindsey Murray
too long to write all this out, but it was good.