I left my iPhone at home today. Walked out the door with it sitting atop the toaster. (I don’t eat much toast, and it feels safer up high, off the counter.)

Since I got the phone last July, I have never been without it. The first several months were full of the joys of discovery, as I found new, intuitive ways to use it every day. For a couple of months after that there was appreciation, as I integrated all these uses into my daily life. Sadly, the last month or so, I feel I’ve been taking it for granted a bit. The wow factor is gone. If I want barbecue, of course I can just pull out this little touch screen device, type “meat food” into the map search, and instantly get names, locations on a map, phone numbers and websites I can call or visit with a touch. All phones don’t do that?

But now it’s gone. Or, not here. It’s on the toaster.

Ten times today I’ve reached for it to do something, check on something, make a note of something – and none of those times had anything to do with placing a phone call. I appreciate my iPhone again. I won’t forget it tomorrow.

Inigo Montoya hates you.

This time it was James and Shannon, and thankfully all I had to do was show up.

Well, it happened. I stood up and performed a wedding. it was a beautiful day, Ethan and Julie looked fantastic, and their friends and family are kind and generous people. Which you would expect of two kind and generous people, had they not been friends of mine. I practiced my little speech for hours with my extremely patient wife, and as a result I projected well and only forgot about a third of it. The most important third, the go-for-the-heart third – but I don’t think anyone really noticed. I think I could do it better given one more chance. Not another wedding, mind you, just that one – one more time.

Oh, and I was so full of adreneline before the event that I forgot my camera and didn’t get a single picture. Hopefully I’ll get a couple from some of the other people there.

[edit] It seems that Julie created a Flickr Group named Ethan and Julie get Hitched. Right now there are only two pictures in it, and none of the wedding day, but hopefully that will change.

To those of you who don’t know/use Flickr – use it. It is awesome. And it doesn’t make you create a damn login to see pictures that other people have uploaded. I’m looking at you, Zardaiken, with your damn Snapfish full of damn pictures that I can’t see. Damn damn damn. [/edit]

This is Ethan and Julie. They’re getting married this weekend. I’m performing the ceremony. This is us, planning the ceremony. I’m a little nervous, but I’m sure it’ll all turn out ok. Or I will ruin their lives.

I grew this in the backyard. Then Elaine cut it up, I took pictures and about 3 bites, and then we left it in the fridge for weeks and wound up throwing it out. Lesson: grow things you would normally eat. It was pretty, though.

Bjork was one of the best shows I’ve ever seen. The Arcade Fire were excellent. Muse, MIA, Spoon and Andrew Bird were good. It wasn’t too hot, and it didn’t rain. A good time was had by all.

I’ve posted a couple of pictures over at Flickr.

I’m posting a couple of pics to Flickr during the event from my phone,
but most of my pictures will come later when I download them from the
real camera. Probably Monday. BTW, Bjork was awesome last night.

Yeah, I know it doesn’t start until Friday, but I’m gonna start writing about it now.

The White Stripes dropped out yesterday. According to their website, Meg is suffering from extreme anxiety and can’t travel for at least a month. I was going to miss their ACL performance, as Arcade Fire is playing at the same time, but I had tix to the Stubb’s aftershow, and that was, of course, also cancelled.

Amy Winehouse was initally scheduled, and she won’t be there either. This is less of a surprise, since she’s been self-destructing for a couple of months now.

Also out is Rodrigo y Gabriela, due to Gabriela suffering from exhaustion. They are also taking a month off.

I’m not heartbroken that I won’t be seeing these people perform, but as I sit here, about to start another workday, having worked weeks of OT and feeling tired in my bones, I can’t really feel that sorry for any of them. You made a commitment. Suck it up, and go to work like the rest of us. The day I can take a month off because I feel tired will probably be about 30 days before I die.