Cherry Falls, Bruce Dickinson Never Dies...



One thing I like about Iron Maiden, no sucky love songs. All adventure and epic poetry. Hum. Last week for the first time in years I went to an indie rock show at the Great American Music Hall. Back in the day, C's band Action Patrol let another band peg on their second tour. Anyhow Rainer Maria now have a video on MTV and some token amount of college radio fame and were in town for their North America tour along with another band Denali with a Richmond connection. So we were privy to free tickets and back stage passes.



Fanny (drummer nee Jonathan Fuller) got much flack from C as he is only seen in sleeveless shirts. I tell C that hipsters do not bother with sleeves as they must fit snugly inside their lifestyle jackets. Fanny regaled us with his last bout of true fame. He was an extra in a horror movie titled "Cherry Falls" after the town in which following unfortunate events occur- a serial killer terrorizes virgin teenagers. The murder rate has risen such that the principal and the mayor urge all the high school girls to lose their virginity. Fanny's shining moment came when a fight broke out in the lunch room.



Petunia Prowler



On Sunday, C and I went to Home Depot to procure some lumber. I told C to meet me over at the garden section when he was done. I took my sweet old time browsing the six packs and quart herbs when I saw some guy put a giant tray of petunias in his cart. I thought to myself what sort of dorky person buys that many petunias. Anyhow, I went back and forth for a while as I could not remember where my cart was. All of the sudden out of nowhere appeared C. He is cracking up saying I passed by him several times, even watched him put the flat of petunias into my very own cart but I didn't register. And then he felt sorry for me as I would never be able to find my cart again since it had a tray of those ugly petunias in them so he waved and said my name. Yes it's true. Even after 16 years I cannot quite recognize my husband in public places. Once I failed to pick C out at an airport lounge as he wore a new shirt unknown to me. But C is good humored and will play on end of pranks on me.