It’s that time again

Time for a rundown of what I love this week.

1. Camp

When I was in high school, I wanted to be a camp counselor. I had several friends who were counselors at the YMCA day Camp Kici Yapi and they’d come back to school in September singing camp songs and cooing over pictures of themselves with adorable Wee Backpackers. I was so jealous and I’ve always regretted, just the tiniest bit, that I never got to be a counselor.

Imagine my delight when, on Tuesday last, my friend Max calls me up to say that Camp Kici Yapi, where he is now an administrator, is in need of some counselors would I like to go hang out with some kids for the last few weeks of summer. OMG. A ten-year-old dream come true.

So I spent Thursday and Friday of last week shadowing my friend Josh and tomorrow I’ll have my very own group of 8-10 year olds. And yes, it’s every bit as awesome as I thought it would be.

2. Inglorious Basterds

Quentin Tarantino just keeps getting more awesome. This film is stunningly theatrical. I thought the violence would bother me and there were a few bits that I had to close my eyes for, but it’s so stylized that it wasn’t too much of a problem. Go see it.

3. Web Comics (as usual)

Also Dinosaur Comics and XKCD.

4. People Watching from my Front Porch

I especially enjoy witnessing the stumble home from the Red Dragon.

5. My bedroom

I’m mostly moved in to most of my apartment. The kitchen is done, the dining room is done, all my books are on shelves, and most importantly my bedroom, aka Caitlin’s Sanctuary of Serenity, is done. See, I have two rooms – an outer room that will, when it’s done, serve as an office/dressing room and an inner room that contains nothing but a bed and two bedside tables. Any mess that I have will stay in the outer room. The bedroom will always be uncluttered and reserved for bedroom activities. My dad, who turns out to have quite the eye for interior decorating, helped me pick out paint, curtain, and bedspread colors and the result is a jewel-toned haven. It’s beautiful and I haven’t slept so well in months.

Happy Fringe Day!

That’s right. It’s official.

OMG Fringe. I missed the showcase last night in favor of a night in my own neighborhood. I’ll be at Bedlam starting today, though.

So, come to see a Fringe show. Or many. Come to Bedlam and drink. It’ll be awesome.

My life

In a web comic:

New House

Walking from the Tower to SA last night I got a glimpse into my new apartment. There’s nothing not awesome about it and I am reassured that it’s the right place for me.

Summer in Minneapolis is phenomenal. I soak up so much energy from the sun and all the people sitting on patios and walking around lakes – even when I go to sleep in the wee smas I wake up with the sun. I cherish long afternoons alone, listening to music and reading and eating popsicles.

And then there’s Fringe! On Thursday! I’ll see you all at Bedlam…

What I’m listening to today…

We Started Nothing from The Ting Tings

(You may know them by that incessant and yet strangely appealing track “That’s Not My Name“)

It’s Blitz from the Yeah Yeah Yeahs

(Thanks, Alayne! Best dance party ever!)

and

Illinoize, a mashup a la The Grey Album that samples Sufjan Stevens‘ Come On Feel The Illinoise.

I’m also obsessively refreshing the All Songs Considered blog because they’re releasing the results of the Best So Far music poll and I need to have my exceptional musical taste validated by the masses.

Fringe 2008

I love the Fringe. There’s no way around it. It’s my favorite 11 days of he whole fucking year. This year’s Fringe has been different. Unexpected. Bittersweet. Plain ol’ sweet. Full of Summit and Bedlam and friends old and new. There are some faces missing and some new ones that I’m enjoying. I’ve got this vacation coming up that I’m looking forward to and so there’s been an element of “hurry up and be the 19th already” in my life. It’s an interesting feeling to be eagerly anticipating the future and simultaneously be hanging onto every moment of the present.

Top o’ the mornin’

Woke up early. Could tell that I wasn’t going to fall back to sleep. Watched Once. It was a good movie to watch alone while the sun was rising.

A few things on Tuesday morning

1. It’s Always Sunny in Philidelphia is very funny

2. Last night’s Fringe-for-All was great. I can’t wait for August!

3. I need to clean my room so badly. Now there’s broken glass in the mix.

4. A few small world happenings this week: my roommate is dating someone I went to high school with and I’m reading a book that’s dedicated to the author of another book I’m reading.

5. I can’t love central air. I hate having the option. I also hate closing windows.

6. How do people move in with their parents after college?

87 and sunny

It is hot in Minneapolis. Can’t bring myself to turn on the central air. All those years of my dad being curmudgeonly about the central air and the heat make sense now that I’m living in a house and paying all the bills. So it’s a fan and an open window for me.

Enjoyed fireworks from the deck at the Bedlam last night. It was great. We could see both Powderhorn and downtown fireworks from that vantage. Then I caught the end of the 10 second film festival over at the Soap Factory and then I went home to find my sister and her friends drinking Malibu in my living room. Having had several pints and a few pulls off a water bottle filled with tequila I decided to go to sleep.

Now I’m alternating between my bedroom and the porch, trying to stay cool. I’m very glad that there are popsicles in my freezer.

What a revelation

In the city fireworks seem to exist for the sole purpose of showing off to/annoying one’s neighbors. Here in the country we just do it for our own enjoyment.