Dear Hearts

My main homesquirrel Cara came to Seattle to see me & the Murder City Devils. We had about 20 hours together to tear it up before she was back on a plane doing other things.

We are such good friends, we even have matching tats:


Everything seemed to be in order at our hotel:


So we made our grand appearance at the Capital Hill Block Party, as shown.




We also got our drink on early-afternoon-style:


and our not-so-angry candy on:


Cara bought new teeth!


Protect ya neck!!


Sword vs. Teeth! No one wins.


Here's some of our new friends we met in the crowd while waiting for MCD to take stage.


The Murder City Devils are apparently notorious for extremely poor live shows, which I was not alerted about. If one could refer to a band that sounded like it was well-practiced and familiar with their own songs "tight," well, then, I would call MCD "loose."


I was knocked off my feet and lost my shoe during the first verse of the first song. The only thing that made me feel better about being shoeless in Seattle was that I got to laugh at this picture:


When the crowd cleared, someone in charge announced that there were at least 50 lost pairs of shoes and other loose paraphernalia like cell phones, keys and so forth. I found my shoe at right about the same time that this guy found his pants:


Back in action, Cara and I went to a bar in which we witnessed the most hilarious form of combat: Crutches vs. Pool Cues. Unfortunately I have no pictures to illustrate this fantastic moment of billiard aggression.

I probably shouldn't have done this but I was too stupid to care at the time and I really really liked what this dj was playing. It was not well-received.


Hours later, at the airport & our goodbyes:


So sad!


But first, we decided to get more matching tats. Here's mine:


And here's the one the Cara got:

I heart Cara & Emo Life!!