I hate automobiles

[noelleno]

Can't say today was fantastic, really. I despise working car shows. The smell of diesel is sick, and I hate loudass engines, especially when it's apparently awesome to rev it as they blow past my booth while I try to read. Read is all I could barely do--I went through two and a half Everworld books in lukewarm frustration, as I had to set it down every fourth line or so as another dumb hot rod pulled up and asked "Is this where the car show is?"

Hmmm. Well, considering the large, colorful banner directly in reference to the car show, right out in front of the turn-in...

Nahh, not here. Of course not. Man.

So I had a (see icon above) face most of the morning, haha. I didn't mean to, but I just really wanted to read. Couldn't draw--couldn't see the references on the computer screen, so.


Alright so now let me tell you about the Rufus concert. May I begin by saying it was a day full of good times and no awkwardness, thank God, and I felt pretty cool about it. I don't know about how it may have went for the other, but I hope just as good, because I had missed hanging out and just being an idiot. And I was quite an idiot. Quite theatrical with the way in which I ate my fries.

But yeah, Steve and I meandered around Ann Arbor for a good four hours before Rufus, reading useless information out of books in Borders, spending an hour or so searching for an arcade, giving up, and then suddenly finding it. Shooting zombies, failing at DDR (which was just me), having the sky EXPLODE with thunder and fury and rain on the way to eat.

Then meeting up with his aunt and uncle at the theater for the show. The first opener was A Fine Frenzy, which was this cute little redhead girl with a very nice voice and a very dynamic drummer. He was more fun to watch than her. The second band was The Magic Numbers, and they were so fun, but a bit on the LOUD AHHH MY HEAD side. Their bassist was both a chick and super awesome. She was the fun one to watch.


And Rufus was...so much more than I had anticipated. I hadn't had much of a high expectation, but man. Seeing him live made a huge difference. He was so resonant and charismatic, funny and sweet. And a humungous fruit. His band wore very fabulous pants of bad melon-tinted stripes.

Let me also share with you the three phases of Rufus we had that night. Note that the Photoshop feature high pass is GOD when it comes to nursing blurryass concert photos into coherency. There's not MUCH, but they look a hella lot better than they had right off the camera.

So yeah...blur problems? Duplicate the photo layer, go to Filter-->Other--->High Pass, go to around 1px-5px, depending, and then set the layer ot Overlay. Blur-be-gone! Or...Blur-be-coaxed-down.

First, there was disgusting-yet-fabulous striped nightmare suit Rufus...


That is pink, with patches of blue-and-white-striped nonsense. And it was glittery.

Then there was blonde pigtail and lederhosen Rufus. This is the one I had HOPED for so hard and got! IT WAS EXCITING LET ME TELL YOU.


You can't see the hosen, but IT IS THERE. As if he was off to work at the Bavarian Inn or something. It was quite a spectacle.

And when he was chanted back on for a bigass encore, we got Judy Garland has no boobs Rufus!
He sat down in a chair in a white bathrobe and proceeded to put on sparkly earrings and lipstick and heels, and his bandmates came out in suits, and they sang "Come on Get Happy" and did quirky dances n' junk.


That is still Rufus. Those are his legs.


Still Rufus. Still a humungous, adoreable starlet.

And his singing was phenomenal. A definitely great night of music. Had Steve and I been intelligent and stayed longer, we would've been surprised to see him appear and sign cds and stuff. But no, we were not intelligent, and we got that phone call from his aunt. Oh well! I still had fun.


Mmm and tonight Ma dyed my hair. The box was purple, but she experimented and added some black in there so that I "wouldn't look like the purple people eater". She probably overthought the amount of black and now...my hair is black. XD I don't mind. It's fine. But I was hoping for...you know. Purple.

The before--

Actually this is just to show off my FANTASTIC shirt I got when ruffwriter was up here.

The after--

WHAT HAPPEN, PURPLE? WHERE YOU GO?


YOU FINISHED READING THE POST, CONGRATULATIONS! YOU WIN THE PRIZEnothing really.

Comments

[fightfair.livejournal.com]

Okay Rufus sort of scares me.

[noelleno.livejournal.com]

No he doesn't. He's queer and giggly and likes to dress up. You would probably be quite entertained.

[errorism.livejournal.com]

That is THE COOLEST SHIRT. I would like to take a picture in the future sometime of Daft standing next to you in her Avengers shirt, and you guys can fight.

[noelleno.livejournal.com]

You sentenced me to death. ):

[ruffwriter.livejournal.com]

Oh, those Rufus pictures just blew my mental images away. TEN TIMES BETTER THAN I EXPECTED. ♥ Oh man. I really have to go see him now. I love that little queen.

Your hair looks great! ♥ As does that shirt on you. I almost bought that, too XD

[noelleno.livejournal.com]

I swear he was made of magical fruit fairydust.

[radical-jojo.livejournal.com]

I think this is the first time I've seen a photo of you.
You're absolutely adorable! X3
And your shirt rocks! <3
Alas for the lack of purple in your tresses. =B

[noelleno.livejournal.com]

Considering how much of a sick camera whore I am, I'm a little surprised! Oh well. Nothing exciting here, move along!

[leeann-marie.livejournal.com]

Oh, wow, the Rufus concert looks pretty damn fantastic. I'm glad it wasn't awkward--I was worried about that. And I like the hair! The first picture of you is really cute, too. :)