SPF: Hero

The topic of Stuff Portrait Friday this week is “Hero.” Anyone who has known me long enough should know how I’ll respond to this one.

My biggest hero is my mom. She has made it through so much in her life, not least of all raising me. I… words fail me.

And she can still laugh like that.


SPF: A Favorite

It’s been quite a while since I posted. Papers will do that to you. Kristine has started doing Stuff Portrait Friday again, which is pretty exciting. I’m late, as usual, but I can’t let that stop me from participating in the first SPF of the new season, so to speak.

This week’s assignment is “Your Favorite Picture.” Unfortunately, I’ve already used my favorite photo for at least one other SPF. I was sorting through my photos today, though, so I found one I really liked from my trip to the Dominican Republic in the winter of 2006. This dog seemed pretty much domesticated, and as near as we could tell he was just playing in the waves. Maybe he was honestly surprised by the water, but he seemed too comfortable with the beach for that to be true.

Organizing Photos

I was digging through folders on my laptop looking at things that really should be organized and stored on my desktop, and among them was the depressingly small number of photos I took this summer. I felt like sharing one with you. I quite enjoyed it.


Fun things!

I feel like writing something fun, but I’ll post pictures instead. Phone camera is low-res. The first was taken at Kroger a few days ago, the second was the back side of a sign which read “CAUTION: RADIATION IN USE.”

Snuggles BunsYou must be at least this tall

Radiation Burn!

So apparently when you launch high-energy radiation at a chunk of flesh, there are side effects. I’m not too worried, but I’m getting it looked at anyhow. You can look too! Also the post directly below this one is new as well, so read both!

I’m excited! You can tell by my excessive use of the exclamation mark!

Ooooh! Burned!

SPF: My Back.

I lied to Kristine and told her that I wouldn’t be playing SPF this week. I’m sure she’ll forgive me though, seeing that I’m now playing.

My Back

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Wednesday I visited the oncologist and had a marrow sample taken. It is the worst pain I have ever experienced in my life. I’m actually looking for a woman who has both given birth and had marrow taken to compare them for me.

I should also note that this is the most unflattering picture of myself that I have ever allowed to be on the internet. To properly show off my bandage, my pants were at the exact level which makes my ass look worst. I may have to show you a better one eventually (if you’re lucky).

I’m seeing an oncologist because three weeks ago today, I had a biopsy done on my left elbow (pictures to follow when I’m on a better connection). 7 June 2007 I recieved a call from my doctor informing me that I have lymphoma. I’m going to do a whole writeup of the past few weeks eventually, but right now I’m at Relay for Life trying to build up some karma for the months to come.

I’m doing just fine, and the prognosis is good.

Ben Folds

So Ben Folds came to Tech last night. He rocked my socks absolutely off. I was sitting right-center JJ, but I don’t think there’s a bad seat in all of Burruss Auditorium, at least not for a show that big.

The opener was a guy named Eef Barzelay. He’s the frontman of an “alt-country” band called Clem Snide. I haven’t heard the band, but Eef has an interesting sound (and I don’t just mean his name.) It’s quirky. He also covered a bit of Beyoncé’s “Irreplaceable” and all of Christina Aguilera’s “Beautiful” in his own style which was interesting too. I definitely plan on checking him/them out.

After Eef went off, house lights came up and crew were running around doing those things that crew do before the main act goes on, and the crowd grumbled because that’s what they do. Suddenly the lights go off and “The Final Countdown” comes on. Ben and his accompaniment on bass and drums launch into the first two songs before introducing themselves or saying anything. He made a joke that he would work the keyboard part from “The Final Countdown” into every song, and he did slip it in to the first few but then decided to skip it. He did slip it in though whenever there was a little lull in the show, and it always got laughs.

In my opinion, one of the best parts of a Ben Folds show is the audience participation. The man is as amazing a songwriter as he is a musician, including a number of very interesting harmonies. He had the audience sing backup vocals (and flugelhorns) on a few songs, which was super nifty. There was even a three-part harmony on “Not the Same.”

When he played “Gracie” he started over three times from the middle plus a number of restarts right at the beginning, because people were hooting or hollering at some point. I thought that was adorable. Granted it was annoying, but I was annoyed with the audience, not with Ben. This is a song he wrote for his daughter, and he just wanted to get through it.

While I’m raving, I’ll mention how impressed I was with some improv he did. He just started playing, then started singing about Blacksburg, saying that it had a distinct lack of “black… buildings.” What can you say? The south isn’t known for being especially hospitable towards black… buildings. He also worked in the local pub where he ate, and plugged Gay Awareness Week. Afterwards he asked if it was Gay Awareness Day or week, and said “As long as you’re fighting for some time for recognition, you might as well go for a week.”

So basically that was one of the top two rockinest shows I’ve ever seen. The other one was also a Ben Folds concert.

On a side note, guys yelled “I wanna have your babies” on three occasions, whereas I didn’t hear any girls say that. Now Mr. Folds is married with twin daughters, so I’m afraid these gentlemen are going to be disappointed. It does raise the question though, do more men or women ask to have his babies?