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Err, of course we didn’t forget!


Written on October 12, 2007 at 11:29 am, by Amelia

Lain and I have forgotten a whole slew of things in the last few days, namely a camera (3 times), its cord, and even, in Lain’s case, which date he should fly to Chicago for a friend’s wedding.

However, after 6 long days, we have finally managed to get our acts together- well, I have, at least.

I am thus proud to present the pictures from Saturday’s spectacular concert at the Wren’s Nest. I will do my best to present them chronologically, but, let’s be honest- it’s not like you can tell the difference. Onwards!

Pit Stop Provides Excellent Service
Just when you thought we couldn’t get any fancier, we went ahead and got FLUSH port-a-potties. Man, we are the wave of the future.

League of Decency sets up
The League of Decency, the fantastic entertainment for the evening, sets up. That’s a lot of cords. Good thing we now have outdoor electricity like big kids! Booyah!

The Scene at Dusk
The guests arrive! And sit! And mingle! And eat! And enjoy the music! Note: doesn’t the lawn look great? Yeah, I think so too.

Barbecue
The delicious spread from Low Country Barbecue. The fences are to keep the riff-raff out.

Joe, Heather, Catherine and Lauren
If I were referring to people specifically by how you could find them on the interweb, I would now say hello to Asian Cajuns and Georgia Center for the Book. A touch impersonal, admittedly.

Couple Near the Stage
Pictures are allegedly worth 1000 words, but if I were to sum up, I would go with “What a great time we’re having!”

Handy Johnson
I can’t tell if our Board member, Handy, is enjoying the concert or his company more. Does it matter? Answer: no.

Boogie Down, Y'all
I like to think these folks are dancing to “Mustang Sally”, one of the League’s more indecent numbers and, coincidentally, my mother’s favorite song.

Jeri McWilliams, Docent
Jeri, one of the Wren’s Nest docents, brings out the hot apple cider as the night begins to wind down. News flash: cider is delicious.

Amelia Trace Makes a Sign
Pop Quiz: This sign is the result of

  • a) Mercenary Amelia Trace releasing the shackles that bound her to the merchandise table
    b) it being too dark to see money, anyways
    c) the need to run around far more than anyone could have anticipated
    d) laziness
    e) all of the above, plus the excuse to write the quasi-word “bespeckled”

So now we have two major successes under our belt: the concert at the Wren’s Nest, which was totally awesome, and the blog about the concert at the Wren’s Nest, which is… here. We are on a roll now, I tell you what.

One last note, totally unrelated: today is the glorious anniversary of the day Blogger Emeritus and former WNI Carson Amelia was thrust into the cruel world. Happy Birthday, Carson!

carson age six

We miss you here at the nest and, speaking for myself, in every other facet of life.

7 Comments to Err, of course we didn’t forget!

  1. erin says:

    ok, amy, that last line seriously almost made me cry. ATL in JAN?

  2. Mama Shakes says:

    Excellent summary with fabulous pictures! One question though. Are you sure that’s cider Geri is carrying out to the crowd? It looks to me like the delicious coffee made by Newman’s Own (hopefully our next conquest) since it has a picture of Paul and Nell on the front. Yes?

  3. John says:

    Lain:

    Regarding picture number 8: I have met your mother, and I do not believe you.

  4. Lain says:

    John, very astute. Kind of.

    Since Amelia authored this post and because we are not siblings, it is indeed true that the blogger’s mother’s favorite song is Mustang Sally.

    My mom’s favorite song is anything by Denzel Washington, if Denzel Washington were a singer.

  5. John says:

    Ah yes. That does make more sense. Kind of.

  6. [...] The crowd boogeyed like whoa the last time we had a concert here. See? [...]

  7. [...] Last year we had the League of Decency, a legendary Atlanta cover band that can really boogie. Near the end of the evening, the covered “Brick House” and things went, well, bananas. Was this some sort of sign that we should have the Commodores play “Brick House” the next year? [...]

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