Stuck in a Loop

I recently discovered Adele when she performed on SNL; a show where I consistently find myself cringing when it comes to the musical guest; most of the time because their live performances are atrocious.

So when I was watching the SNL with Josh Brolin (aka the hunky teen in The Goonies) and that Alaskan moose-hunter, I cursed myself for watching it live and unable to fast-forward through.

So I watched it. And then I peed my pants. Seriously. That's how good she was, LIVE!

Immediately, I ran to the interwebs to find her album, 19 (which I downloaded), her website, her facebook. Everything.

And now I have a problem: I can't stop listening to it. I'm stuck in a perpetual Adele loop: the more I listen, the more I want to listen. Especially that stupid, awesome song, Best for Last.

And worse, now I'm starting to sing along without realizing it! Not quite loud enough for the person next to me on the subway to hear, but maybe enough to make them scoot a bit further from me. I guess that's not so bad.

I think I need help. And by "help" I mean a singing partner.

Recipient of the Rainbow Accident Award

The Rainbow Accident Award for the Gayest Way to Sprain an Ankle goes to... Me! For the wonderful lunchtime performance last Wednesday of skipping down the street, missing the curb, and landing awkwardly on their left foot!

Ugh... I still cringe when I picture it!

Weekend in Cleveland

Last weekend B and I took an extended weekend trip to Cleveland. We attended a family wedding, met up with some of his friends, and visited some of his old haunts. Even though Ohio was much more suburban than I'm used to, I enjoyed the change of scenery, and the change in pace.

The wedding was very Catholic. The reception was even more retro - 80's music dominated. They even played the electric boogie; yes, I did the electric slide. The best part was seeing B's super cute niece and visiting his grandparents. Contrary to what you might believe, they were very accepting - in fact, his whole family was. Yes, I know I'm a lucky bastard. They even shared some baby pictures, my favorite part of any family visit.

We stayed with some of Brian's oldest friends, D and W, in their amazing, spacious home. You know, the open spaces that allow for houses is definitely something I, as a New Yorker, am jealous about. But then I just think how easy it is to ride the subway and those feelings melt away. Hehe.

All in all, it was a nice trip, but I could really do without those 8 hour drives.