* So Gmail is apparently totally busted for my ISP. It's a DNS issue, apparently. Fail. If you for some reason have pressing information to email me, send it to sarah@howsmyliving.com , thanks muchly.
* My boss told me today that she is going to try to get my job title changed and pay grade upped, making me an associate (which is the lowest rung on the officer totem pole). I think my technical title would change to something like Employee Relations Officer I. She ran the idea past her boss today, and didn't get it completely vetod, which is a good sign. She asked me to compile a list of my job duties, in order to show that a majority of my job is way above Administrative Assistant level. This could be awesome if it actually works. It would be even more awesome if they "promote" me and then hire an administrative assistant to actually do administrative assistant stuff, like answer phones and sort mail and make copies. I don't want to leave my job because I don't like it; I want to leave because I am underpaid for my skill set and education level, and have little mobility at the moment.
* My blog has been getting crazy amounts of hits from somewhere (well, crazy for my standards), and I don't know where. It makes me happy.
* The guy who designed the Saturday night gig poster for Andrew Bird's show just friended me on Flickr. Crazy stuff.
* Radio Milwaukee has the Friday night (full band) show up as a free download/podcast. You should go check it out.
* My photos for the second night (solo show) are up on Flickr, and the review is here on the blog.
* I didn't really mention it in the review, but St. Vincent was fabulous as an opener. That girl can make some noise. Annie Clark is so very pretty, and so very talented. Her dress, however, was incredibly short and kept hiking up as she played, which made everything awkward because she's pretty, but that doesn't mean I want to look up her skirt. It also made photo taking difficult because I didn't want to be the asshole putting an upskirt shot of the poor woman out there on the internet.
* Mad scientist or mild-mannered professor or whatever you want to describe Mr. Bird as, the moral of the story is that sometimes he cracks my shit up.
* Additionally, THREE SOLO SHOWS AT FOURTH PRESBYTERIAN. These shows had been rumored to be happening ever since Lollapalooza-time, but I never heard anything official about it until today. Fourth Presbyterian is this absolutely gorgeous church up by the Hancock, and it will make for an amazing concert space. They're not traditional Andrew Bird shows by any means; they're going to be largely instrumental, more designed creating a relaxing, cheerful atmosphere than a way of showing off Bird's recorded works. I'll be at all three shows, and at this point, I might as well just start sending a portion of my paycheck straight to Andrew Bird or something.
* Eventually I'll have something else to talk about. Today is not that day.
* My boss told me today that she is going to try to get my job title changed and pay grade upped, making me an associate (which is the lowest rung on the officer totem pole). I think my technical title would change to something like Employee Relations Officer I. She ran the idea past her boss today, and didn't get it completely vetod, which is a good sign. She asked me to compile a list of my job duties, in order to show that a majority of my job is way above Administrative Assistant level. This could be awesome if it actually works. It would be even more awesome if they "promote" me and then hire an administrative assistant to actually do administrative assistant stuff, like answer phones and sort mail and make copies. I don't want to leave my job because I don't like it; I want to leave because I am underpaid for my skill set and education level, and have little mobility at the moment.
* My blog has been getting crazy amounts of hits from somewhere (well, crazy for my standards), and I don't know where. It makes me happy.
* The guy who designed the Saturday night gig poster for Andrew Bird's show just friended me on Flickr. Crazy stuff.
* Radio Milwaukee has the Friday night (full band) show up as a free download/podcast. You should go check it out.
* My photos for the second night (solo show) are up on Flickr, and the review is here on the blog.
* I didn't really mention it in the review, but St. Vincent was fabulous as an opener. That girl can make some noise. Annie Clark is so very pretty, and so very talented. Her dress, however, was incredibly short and kept hiking up as she played, which made everything awkward because she's pretty, but that doesn't mean I want to look up her skirt. It also made photo taking difficult because I didn't want to be the asshole putting an upskirt shot of the poor woman out there on the internet.
* Mad scientist or mild-mannered professor or whatever you want to describe Mr. Bird as, the moral of the story is that sometimes he cracks my shit up.
The strangest thing someone has shouted at me while I was performing was: I remember playing in New Orleans years ago and there was this guy dancing on a table screaming “Sexual chocolate! Sexual chocolate!” And I guess like three years ago there was a guy in San Diego and in the middle of the song “Why?,” which is full of pregnant pauses, he was like, “Don’t quit your day job!” He was pretty awesome. I was like, “Fucker, I haven’t had a day job since I was 22, how’s it goin’ for you?” Well, I didn’t say that, I just thought that.
* Additionally, THREE SOLO SHOWS AT FOURTH PRESBYTERIAN. These shows had been rumored to be happening ever since Lollapalooza-time, but I never heard anything official about it until today. Fourth Presbyterian is this absolutely gorgeous church up by the Hancock, and it will make for an amazing concert space. They're not traditional Andrew Bird shows by any means; they're going to be largely instrumental, more designed creating a relaxing, cheerful atmosphere than a way of showing off Bird's recorded works. I'll be at all three shows, and at this point, I might as well just start sending a portion of my paycheck straight to Andrew Bird or something.
* Eventually I'll have something else to talk about. Today is not that day.