Elise and I had what could safely be called the BEST GIRLS NIGHT EVER. We began the evening with a run to Half-Price Books where I picked up:
The Historian, by that Kostova woman ($1 clearance)
White Teeth, by Zadie "Bitch Supereme" Smith (also $1 clearance)
The Invention of Solitude, by Paul "Is That a Banana in Your Pocket" Auster
On the Road, by Jack Kerou-whackin'
Uncensored: Views and (Re)Views, by Joyce Carol "Writes So Much No One in Academia Respects Her" Oates
After fondling the books we hopped across the interstate to Razzoo's, otherwise known as Cajun Heaven for the Masses. I had "Crawdaddies Two Ways" (which, oddly enough, made me think of socially unacceptable sexual practices). It was a serving of fried crawfish tails, crawfish etouffe with dirty rice, and fries.
We quickly took to the car and made our way to the American Airlines Center, and upon our arrival we purchased $7 beers and took our floor seats just in time to see the opening act: PETE YORN! I've never been so trhilled to see a not-sucky opening act (usually it's Johnny Bumfuck and the Deliverance Club Band or somesuch). The Chicks took the stage promptly at 9 and played until 11. Excellent selection of songs from all 4 albums, and as an added bonus: "Mississippi" by Bob Dylan, and a new song they wrote with Pete called "The Neighbor." I'm thrilled that this concert was Elise's first country show, because it was quite a spectacle. The Chicks continue to rock my socks, and I'm certain I will make every effort to attend a 4th concert the next time they tour through town. I will also be leaping tall buildings or blowing the people at Netflix in order to see the documentary "Shut Up and Sing" as soon as possible.
In other news, I've been absent these last few days because my days have been hijacked by two very long, very luscious young adult novels. Twilight and New Moon by Stephenie Meyer. I'll remind you all of my fondness for L.J. Smith's The Vampire Diaries series from my adolescent days. While there are marked similarities between the two series, Twilight and New Moon had plenty of their own flavor--enough to tempt me away from work and sleep for two days. In fact, yesterday I finished the final 200 pages of Twilight and promptly bought New Moon. I read New Moon on and off from 3pm to 1am (450 pages), and finished that puppy up this morning. It could be a new reading marathon record for me--650 pages in a day. Whoa, mama! Go buy these books. There's nothing like a good human/vampire romance to get the juices flowin'. Thanks to Heather F. for steering me toward these fantabulous books.
Listening: "Mexico"...Jump, Little Children