Max got wild. He loves Taylor.
Adam and I hung out one afternoon. We saw lots of things, like this old dude on his red BMW bike. My dad recently bought one of those. Should I be concerned?
We explored Sugar House Park.
I wanted a photo of the flamingos at Liberty Park, but the fence was too high.
Not too high for Adam.
There was some Earth festival thing going on. Phenomenal people watching.
This dude dancing was brilliant.
Dinner at Sette Bello before seeing Snow Patrol.
Cousin Julie and Jesse met us there. She now has two doctorates and will hopefully never have to go to school again! She was about 7 days away from graduation here.
Funniest moment of the night - Ed's done playing, this group of older adults starts to push through the crowd and make their way up front before Snow Patrol starts. Adam leans towards me and says 'aren't you a little too old to be pushing to the front?' and the whole group heard him. Totally hilarious. Thankfully, they were really gracious and no punches were thrown.
And there they are! I don't know exactly when I fell in love with Snow Patrol, but it's just been a gradual process and I just really, really enjoy them. I've seen them lots of times in many states, I have all their albums and side project albums, and I love their way with words, regardless of how cheesy the topic might be (love stuff, ewh). They just do it right. And they're nice. And funny.
They recorded their most recent album in Santa Monica, and I know this because Gary started a tumblr and would regularly post photos of the pier, the sunset, etc. I was living in Phoenix at the time, but I vowed that if I happened to be in Cali when I saw one of these posts, I would find and meet Gary. I just think he's great and I'd wanna chat about life and music with him.
Well, when he opened a Twitter account recently, I noticed that after a couple shows on this tour, he'd tweet about coming out of the venue to meet anyone who was waiting. Salt Lake was going to be my chance! Dreams could come true! Smaller venue, most people went home right after the show, and I knew I had to make it happen. Plus, after meeting Demetri Martin there a couple weeks ago, I was on a streak. I could taste victory. We all casually waited around until security pushed out out of the building.
I walked over towards a tour bus to see a handful of people from the show also waiting, and voila - there was Ed!
The band has been in LA all week...hmmm....and they'll be in Phoenix next week when I'm there. Hmm...
Okay. Back to normal life. I took Max on a run up the mountain because he had lots of energy to expel.
It was just beautiful.
On the way down the mountain, I noticed Max carrying something in his mouth. Uh oh, yes, he found another deer carcass.
Courtney and Taylor went to bed early that night, so I was in charge of Max. I let him outside one more time before bedtime, and figured he probably didn't need to be on the leash - he'd just go do his business and come back in. I was very, very wrong. He took off like a banshee up the hill. He's also very black, so I couldn't see the likes of him if my life depended on it. Half an hour later I saw his shadow in the yard, and I coaxed him in with a treat. He had stuff all in his beard; I figured it was just weeds or a bush or something.
Nope, the next morning I found that it was this:
Enough fur for a blanket! Gross. I wouldn't let him near it, but he stared at it from a distance all day long. Poor thing.
Taylor got home from work in the early afternoon, so we had a quick lunch at The Smoking Apple before going to the airport. We both drank a little too much Dr Pepper at lunch, so our ride to the airport was pretty eventful. His truck isn't the smoothest ride, the road was bumpy, and we both couldn't stop laughing. That was a close call.
Adios, Utah. I'm sure I'll see you again soon.