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The wedding industry is run for and by morons.  Not much of a surprise there, but its still hard to keep calm when someone tells me, for the 20th time, something that I already know, or have told them I have no desire to hear about.  Why should the simple act of filling out a half page form end up taking 30 minutes?  Why should it be offensive that I go set up a registry without my fiancee.  Why should it be acceptable for people at stores to strongly encourage people to put crap on their registry that they’ll either never use or will fall apart after a few uses?  Bah.

Still, things move forward despite the annoyances.  I need to tweak the layout of the labels this evening so we can send out 95% of the invites tomorrow.  I’ll be spending today’s lunch making BobAndAngela.org more attractive.  We bought a bunch of wine/champagne/booze/some beer over the weekend, apparently a shower date has been set, we have someone to marry us.  This week will be suit shopping this week & nailing down music as well as confirming the tent situation.

Its chilly out there today but listening to Rossz Csillag Alatt Szuletyett for the first time since last summer makes me feel all kindsa warm inside.  Wanna ride bikes?

Wedding stuff:

bobandangela.org is finally up and running, albeit not too attractive & without much content. I’m taking Friday off work to take care of a bunch of stuff – maybe I’ll have a few minutes to pretty it up.  Invites should be put together by Friday night & sent by Monday.  We’ve got totally cool James Mitchner stamps.  I don’t know anything about Mitchner, aside from occasionally seeing his books wedged into the bookcase at Carey’s, but he looks a bit like a cross between The Dude & Dick Cheney.  Scary.

Beer stuff:

I’ve updated the long neglected homebrew section of theneedle so it now lists the stuff I’ve brewed since August.  I switched over to Promash at that point & forgot to enter things on-line.  I need to get better about record keeping.  I’m never going to know how strong that Bretty Cherry Saison is.  Boo.   Other beeriness, I’m headed to a friend’s place for a tasting Saturday night.  Should be fun & it’ll be the public unveiling of the Double IPA Tim & I brewed.

Buffalo stuff:

There is a meeting on Community Gardens at the Science Museum tomorrow.  I’m going to try to make it, assuming my pointless meeting in the ‘burbs doesn’t run too long.  Also, what the hell is up with the Sabres?  Don’t they know that without the playoffs I have no excuse to hang out at a bar, every other night, until sometime in June?

Music:

New Dalek – Meh.  Newish Mogwai – Meh.  Newish Animal Collective – not as shiny after a few listens. New Fire On Fire – good, but it makes me feel dirty, like I’m listening to something I shouldn’t.  New Black Dice Tracks – Reallllly good.  New Pan*American – meh.  It seems that I want to listen to either minimal stuff or wacked out early Butthole Surfers stuff these days.  What does that say about my mental state?