Archive for February 2017

Music and Sunshine

February 26th, 2017 // Daylog // No Comments

I’ve been trying to spend more time writing fiction-y things instead of blogging (like I already do so much it, haha), since the creative energy expended here, while fun, does not further my longer-term goals, and I only have so much it. Still, my memory is such shit that even though I take a lot of pictures when I do stuff, if I don’t contextualize them with some kind of narrative, however brief, I will find myself looking back on the photos with a foggy sense of, Well, that looked like a fun time, and that is about the extent of it.

Anyhow, two Fridays ago I drove to St. Louis with Nate to see the Lillingtons and Even in Blackouts play. These are two bands whom I love but who both disbanded back in the Aughties, and got back together for this show. It was also billed as John Jughead Pierson’s — formerly of Screeching Weasel and sorta-currently of Even in Blackouts — 50th birthday shindig, but I am not 100% sure this was the main reason for the reunion. Regardless, the show was fantastic, and I’m so happy we made the trek. I saw the Lillingtons play, once, about 17 or 18 years ago in Dayton, at the long-defunct Club Safari, but it was great to see them again. This was my first time seeing Even in Blackouts perform, and I was not disappointed.

Here’s a shot of EiB performing. Not pictured: me sweating my ass off.

I got back from St. Louis Saturday afternoon, then flew out to Tampa on Sunday morning to visit friends, including my erstwhile travel copilot Kat. Did the beach one day, then drove over to Orlando to do Universal Studios for a day — and by “day” I mean “all fucking day” — then back home on Wednesday. It was a short but excellent trip. Couldn’t have asked for better weather or company, and I didn’t even get sunburnt. Lovely week all-around.

Above two photos were taken at Universal’s Islands of Adventure.

Standing with Planned Parenthood

February 12th, 2017 // Daylog, Politics // No Comments

On Saturday morning a “Nationwide Rally to Defund Planned Parenthood” was staged, so of course I had to attend the counter-protest being held at the same time.

Their opponent would paint them as solely being provider of abortions, which is why they want the organization “defunded.” Setting aside the moral argument for a woman’s right to choose what to do with her own body, along with the facts that federal dollars don’t go towards abortions, and that abortion isn’t even a service provided at the Dayton clinic, there is demonstrable evidence that the types of valuable preventive services and education Planned Parenthood offer leads to fewer abortions.

I have several friends who, without Planned Parenthood, would not have been able to get the routine services they needed. So I was happy to come out Saturday and support Planned Parenthood, even though I would much prefer that such a thing not be necessary.

Also, since I was near the front of the protest and was carrying a sign with a clearly visible, non-profane message, my smiling face showed up in the local news.

My immediate¬†reaction upon seeing the picture was relief that I’d taken the time to make sure my sign’s kerning was decent.