Musical, Beale, and Blowout
Saw wicked this weekend. Good show, especially the first half crescendo and the “Popular” song/scene. It’s not very often you see a scene so funny that even the professional actors start laughing. I’d have to say I liked Avenue Q a little better, but still Wicked was a lot of fun.
Saturday night we took a trip to Beale street so I could take some pictures. I’m experimenting with High Dynamic Range photography again. I got a few interesting shots that show promise. Plus, we watched a cook make the best tasting most fat saturated hamburgers ever. Picture this: Burgers being boiled in grease. Take the burger out, slap some cheese on it, dip it back in the grease, press the now saturated burger into the bun so the bread soaks up the grease, then put the a burger in basket with a handful of fries. I’ll never order one of those, but hot-damn they looked so good. Interestingly, despite the fact I was there solely to take pictures of Beale, I didn't get one of the grease burgers in action.
Finally, on the way home last night I had a tire blow out. Then I had a little struggle with the jack and Shilo kept insisting on trying to help, but as I looked around at the fields and trees around me, I realized it wasn’t a bad spot to break down at. Combine the blowout with my nearly bald front tires and I’m going to get all new ones this afternoon. Not exactly an expense I was expecting, but still it will feel good to have handled the problem. There is a strange satisfaction gotten from successfully dealing with unexpected problems. Maybe it’s the Y chromosome problem solver in me, but when this is all said and done, I’ll be feeling really good.


