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DumbFunnery @ SxSW 2012!

Yes, I went with a blog title third-person style subject for this post. Why? Because here are a few quick stories that involve me looking/acting/feeling dumb at this year’s (very fun) SxSW.

Fallulah

Oh, Fallulah. Here’s a song of hers.

I am a big fan of this song. It’s a lot of fun.

I saw her with my sister and Airplanes on Saturday night at Frank. She was (I’m going to use this word a lot) fun. Very high energy, happy, and just plain good. E$, Airplanes and I went upstairs to eat some food and Fallulah came on. I ran downstairs to take a few pictures and, whoops, fell in love. Ohhh she is pretty. And so much what? Fun.

After her show I used my sister’s phone(and therefore her twitter account) to write out a tweet.

“Hey Fallulah! Awesome show! Are you going to come out to take pictures? And marry my little brother?”

E$ pointed out that this made me sound crazy. FINE! I could’ve said lots of things. Frank sells hot dogs. I ate one and it was tasty. I wondered if maybe Fallulah would respond to this:

“Hey Fallulah! Great show! Want a hot dog and a green card? My little brother’s single.”

I didn’t send any of these … but eventually she came out! Whoo! We grabbed a picture but I had forgotten to turn on the flash. Our wedding photo, RUINED! Full of all the engineering charm I could muster, I leaned in close and said, “you guys were … good!” Really brain?, really? That’s honestly all I could think to say. Oof.

Nevertheless, check her out!

Dig Those Pants

This guy. Those pants. This guy with those pants. I wanted a picture of me casually by him. This is how that turned out.

He clearly noticed what I was up to. He turned and said, cool as can be, “if you want a picture with me we can do that.” I was ashamed at my lack of being able to be sneaky/lack of just going up and asking. Nevertheless, the picture happened. WHAT A STUD.

Rubblebucket

After their awesome show … a picture with the lead singer. I asked if we could do two. “One regular, and one where we’re all dinosaurs?” She said, “Of course!” Then she dinosaur’d like a champ.

(Oh and notice that Juicebox and I have hipster’d our jeans. This trend was led by Juicebox.

Well, led by the hipsters. But then by Juicebox.)

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Friends Come in All Shapes and Sizes of Annoying

Recently I was hanging out with some friends of mine, talking about this and that. One guy who I’ll call a ‘semi-friend’ also came along. He lacks social acumen. I’ll just leave it at that.

But, I learned an important lesson.

This semi-friend was going on about something to the group, and then it occured to me. The value of seeing your close friends interact with annoying people.

Friend X was being talked to directly by the semi-friend. Friend X had tuned out, and was politely saying, “uh huh” or his equivalent of that. I was seeing, objectively, his, “I really don’t give a bleep” body language/reaction. This is great information!

Inevitably, you will annoy your friends. It can be from any number of things. One of them could be talking endlessly about something that bores that person. Some friends may say, ‘woah there chief, I’m beginning to hate your face. Please replace it.” Some friends might be too nice, though, so for them it’s good to take the iniative and avoid topics that make them want to spit acid.

It is also good to learn for ‘saving the day’ situations. Let’s say your buddy Joe is trapped in a conversation, you can spot the signs and swoop in. “Joe! Hey, your desk phone is ringing, I think if you run you can still answer it.” Or, again, depending on the level of friendship, sit back and laugh at Joe, knowing full well he is in pain.

Friends come in all shapes and sizes of annoying, the key is to know when you’re being annoying. Because then it’s funny.

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Moving Along, with Rainbow Speak

Tonight and last night I helped my friend Rainbow Speak move. It was tiresome. Here are some highlights.

  • I was carrying an arm full of big stuff to hang on walls, and a clock on top of them that is sliding around. I start walking down the stairs and stuff slides even more. Then a mosquito lands on me. That’s when I spazz out, have the clock sliding around and I’m trying to scare the mosquito away with noises and blowing my breath out. Classy.
  • I carry a standing Ikea lamp out. Rainbow Speak says, “oh yeah! I carried the other one out and pretended it was a lightsaber!” And you know what? It is a lot of fun to carry that lamp and pretend it’s a giant lightsaber. I want to get one and put a green light bulb in it. Or red if I feel evil.
    Be honest, did you look at the picture and make the “beejwooooooo” noise after that? (I don’t know how to spell the noise of a lightsaber coming on.)
  • I grab a suitcase full of stuff and some item in a cloth covering. The item has a rather distinct handle.
    Me, curiously: Uh, what is this?
    Him, matter-of-factly: It’s a sword.
    (So that he seems slightly less crazy, it was for his aikido class. It’s made of wood.)
  • Rainbow Speak has a love of Monopoly. One night maybe about half a year ago I was hanging out with he and his then girlfriend. We made mixed drinks and played Monopoly City. Rainbow Speak was happy as could be. I was drink and saying, “let’s go out! I wanna go tell myself I’ll talk to chicks, then stand around and not talk to chicks and be upset with myself!” Rainbow Speak said sure, let’s just finish this game. … Motivated by that, after bringing stuff into his new apartment I said,
    “Oh no, your Monopoly game fell out of your car. I saw it smashed to bits on the street.”
    “What? … Really?”
    He was genuinely concerned. I’m laughing maniacally while typing this.
  • Oh yeah, and I put a really ugly sweater of his (from the ugly sweater night) in his freezer. Just for kicks.

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