Retrospect & blogability

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Well, we’re going to attempt the Highlands Festival in Edinboro again this weekend. I will take the digital camera so as to show how there is nothing Scottish there. I hope they prove me wrong. We will not be going to the Crossroads Dinor (read the hyperlinked entry for a reminder of Bubba the Pie-Hating Waitress).

Seeing as the last time we went, we’d gone to see a Star Wars movie the night before (and later that day for a second viewing), it’s appropriate. Hawk went last night, as I wanted to watch “The Apprentice.” I guess in a way there’s a similarity. So anyway, I have no report/review as of yet but if we can pester Hawk to blog, he might.

Speaking of which, Z had been watching a short “Boohbah” video before dinner the other night. Once the program was over, the DVD went back to the menu. Well we weren’t in the TV room. Boohbahs make strange noises instead of speaking in a language (like the Teletubbies do). Basically Boohbahs make electronic noises and they fart. Their farts propel them around. One of the noises they make is this electronic mewling noise, which is what it makes on the menu screen.

So we’re eating dinner and Hawk keeps looking around on the floor. Finally I say, “What are you doing?”

Hawk: What’s that noise?
Me: What noise?
Hawk: Listen. *Boohbah video* That noise.
Me: That’s the Boohbahs
Hawk: It sounds like a cat just gave birth.
Me: *listen* It does.
Hawk: I keep thinking there must be a litter of kittens around here somewhere.
Me: Well, there’s not.
*resume eating*
*mewling noise*
Hawk: *look under bench*
Me: Stop that.
Hawk: The cats always gave birth on or under my bed! It makes me nervous.
Me: So go turn it off.
Hawk: But this is bloggable! I’m giving you blog fodder.
Me: Why don’t you blog it? It’s your story.
Hawk: Because then I’d have to actually write in my blog.

Then yesterday I went to get Z some shoes at Old Navy and Hawk dropped in at Borders. In the car ride back home (technically first to WEP so he could buy an Ep3 ticket):

Hawk: So there’s this woman in there with this weird accent, just pure rural Pennsylvania. Very out-in-the-sticks. She goes up to the music guy and she says how she wants to hear this Allison Krauss song but none of the listening booths it’s on are working. Then she says, “An’ yins ain’t got no techno.” Like that’s what she listens to out in the woods all day! Allison Krauss and techno.
Me: Moby has a big cross-following with the O Brother crowd.
Hawk: So you can blog that.
Me: Why should I blog it? It happened to you. Why don’t you blog it?
Hawk: *starts making this very stiff, formal, hey-look-I’m-writing kind of speech about what he saw*
Me: No, no, no. Don’t do that. Just tell the story like you told it to me.
Hawk: *starts in again*
Me: No. Listen. Just write it down exactly like you told me. “So there’s this woman in there with this weird accent…” Just like that. Don’t try to get fancy or impressive. Just write it down quick and move on.

So I share these stories not as a way to excuse him from blogging what he feels is blogworthy but to show that I think the reason he doesn’t keep up his blog is b/c he feels every blog entry is being turned in for a grade or something. Hopefully he’ll blog his RotS review (which lasted about an hour last night) but I’m not sure. Maybe something interesting will happen at the Fest tomorrow. In any case, I shall have photos and snark to share.

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