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Couldn’t think of a good title for this entry tonight but no matter.  Here are the juicy bits that have been going on lately:

This past Saturday evening, Mr. Fluvial and I went to the birthday party of a dear friend of mine/ours.  Let me tell you, this person is awesome.  Her charm, whit, and ability to say the most mundane things in the most extraordinary way continually astound me and I am in awe.   It was at this party that I had my first Fluvial celebrity moment.  Someone recognized my picture from the homepage (hi RJ!) and after we tried to find a connection for how he stumbled across this here blog o’ mine, we were stumped and chocked it up to random chance.  Still though, it felt pretty great to hear someone say ‘Hey!  I read your blog!  Fluvial, right?  And you must be Mr. Fluvial!’ 

I also proceeded to shock and mildly terrify Mr. Fluvial.  You see, this friend had a reverse gift exchange wherein she wrapped old stuff she no longer needed or was using, gave a present to each person, and then we opened the gifts one by one.  If someone felt that the universe was telling them the freshly opened gifts belonged in their possession, the gift unwrapper made their day and handed over the goods.  There were items ranging from shop towels to brand new sewing machines and everything was loved and found a home.  I, however left with these bad boys:

Loot.

Yes, boys and girls, those are Hello Kitty band aids and a Saddam Hussein tshirt.  How did I come to possess these?  Well, it all started with the Hello Kitty band aids. Those were unwrapped and me, being me, I let out an involuntary yipe and threw both hands in the air.  They were quickly passed to me.  However, a few gifts later, someone opened the tshirt and seemed a little weirded out by it.  Fluvial saw opportunity.  This shirt is actually a Big Lebowski reference.  Can anyone tell me how?  Hint: I plan to wear it bowling.  So, I traded in my Hello Kitty band aids for the tshirt, figuring that I could go to the store and buy the band aids but this shirt was just bizarre enough to be one of a kind that it needed to be mine.  Offensive?  Of course.  But anyone who knows me will be able to see the irony with which I wear it…bowling.  (I had to explain that Mr. Fluvial though)  Once everything was over, the band aids were still homeless, as was a garden statue in the shape of a cat, so those also became mine by default.

I really liked the idea of the reverse gift exchange and Mr. Fluvial and I are planning one of our own.  Getting married means people send you new house stuff so we’re in the process of going through ALL our stuff and purging the duplicates or things we really don’t need.  Do we really need a knife set that I bought at the Flagstaff Ross 8 years ago?  No.  But someone else might so I’m going to let the universe be abundant for someone else.

And now, for something completely different……

I had a really big interview today.   Like, really big.  Future deciding big.  I think it went well but I’m not going to jinx myself by saying more.  So instead, I’ll post the music that I used to pump me up for the big show.  Behold:

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It’s like Arcade Fire, Shins, and Decembrists except…happy!  I like all those bands in theory but they are a little too elitist and I can only handle them in small doses.  (Ok fine, I can’t stand the Decembrists although they do give a very fantastic live show)

And just to pull things to a close, here’s a picture of me and Mr. Fluvial during our Vegas honeymoon.  Lots of stories there but that’s for another time….

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~ by fluvial on June 14, 2011.