The swedish Band was pretty good. I was lucky to have even seen the show because, your truly, went and forgot to pack an ID. I showed them my Tribal ID, and after some serious thought my cop said I could go and enjoy the show, but I had to promise not to drink. I promised.
I only snuck a drink or two from Tim’s beer cup. That kind of sucked. There tons of people from out of town too that all wanted to hang out with us afterward (that rarely ever happens!) and I couldn’t go because I didn’t have an ID. Although Erika did her best to get me into the smartbar like an underage teenager—I still got booted. So. We went home. I stopped by the Lighthouse for a pity beer, and related my woe to the two other ladies there. It was weird, because one of them was Oneida, and the other was a woman that had worked/lived near pine ridge. She was 27, she is married and her husband is out of town on a business trip, and ….. get this…..she’s a crafter!
I know! I stayed until closing time and had more beer than I should have considering I had margarita’s before we left for the show.
Sunday I watched lots and lots of SG1. It was great. Absolutely great. I went out for a bit to get money and a Snicker’s Ice Cream bar (I love those things), and we later ordered in Chinese. It was a classic slacker day, sitting in my couch nest, knitting, watching TV. We did take a short break to watch One Hour Photo, it was okay. Oh and Saturday morning I forgot to mention we saw X2. It was a good movie. I had no idea that they were coming out with a League of Extraordinary Gentlemen movie! It is the summer of comic book movies.