Fastly, were approaching our one year adoption anniversary for our wonderful doggie, Squeeks. She's a recognized by the American Kennel Club as a Canine Good Citizen. Where Jeremy and I put countless hours into training her to be such a good dog at her Bad Rap Pit Ed classes.
My dear hubby and doghter, Squeeks. Yet another joyus moment captured in our baby's life.
Jeremy is now a brown belt under Edwardo Rocha in Brazilian Jiu Jitsu. Upon recieving his gold medal at his last competition in Los Gatos, he was also awarded his brown belt. This is Jeremy and Eduardo together. Years ago I learned some sign language for a job I was working, Jeremy and I found some signs we liked. The sign he's throwing in this photo is for the letter G. It's his way of showing he appreciates my support and love throughout his training.
Our plans for the future are grande. The world is ours.
My husband and I share so much in common; we both know the title to this blog entry refers to a fanzine published in the '90s called Murder Can Be Fun. Upon exiting the Great American Music Hall in SF last night he found a button from that very fanzine. Funny since when it was published most back in the 90's I would read it in Reno, NV and Jeremy would be doing the same in Berkeley, CA. He told me he had a Murder Can Be Fun datebook that a cop hassled him about having. Lastnight was one of the funnest nights we've had out in a long time. Jeremy found out the Murder City Devils were booked to play two shows in SF. Seeing how we're friends with the band (through Jeremy's connections) it was prudent we go and say hello them as well as watch them play live, some of our favorite all time songs. Gabe, the tour manager, gave us backstage passes. It was sweet to be shuffled around like a queen and such. We talked about puppies, jiu jitsu, music, Seattle, Los Angeles, and laughed a lot. It was awesome to talk with Gabe, Dann, Spencer, Derek, Nate, & Leslie. We even ran into several friends from Oakland. I wish I'd taken more photos lastnight; but often being backstage; I don't like being in people's faces with the camera.
After Jeremy laughed with Gabe about when going into a match, he shakes his opponent's hand and says, "Lets have some fun" while pointing out the backstage passes "fun times" I told Gabe about my summer camp called Super Happy Fun Playtime. He liked it apparently. :)
Although, Spencer sings this song for his love, Coco, I must say, these days it really hits home for me on so many levels, it's called "Dear Hearts"
.… Dear Hearts I had a rough start Don't let it fall apart Until the fire start We'll rip it all apart Gonna show, show some strong heart I had a slow start But I'm ready for the good part Rejoice We made the right choice If there's something wrong you know they'll find it Well, I say I say let'em have it I got a preachers mouth and A rock n' roll heart A rock n' roll heart Well somewhere between the round and the square There's a spiral Take ya to the top Right to the top And once we started You know damn well You know we can't be stopped Dear hearts We had a rough start You know its the slow music of the spirit It makes ya wanna touch You know its much too much You know its much too much, oh And it's the spirit That makes ya wanna touch, oh Rejoice We made the right choice If there's something wrong you know they'll find it Well I say let'em have it, Let 'em have it, oh … I will update this entry of the Slim's show with photos taken by a friend, and more on backstage mayhem.