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Last week included a trip to Iowa, a wet and soggy protest and yet another New Kids on the Block concert.

June 8, 2010 marked the 50th day of the BP oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico. So several of us headed to downtown Ann Arbor to show our solidarity with the victims of the greatest environmental disaster in US history, demand better clean-up methods and accountability for BP and spread awareness about stopping our reliance on oil.

To call the oil spill devastating still seems like a bit of an understatement. I know this website helped me better visualize the magnitude of the damage. I highly recommend others visit it as well.

Here are some pictures from the demonstration/vigil:








A couple days later, I performed at a show in Clinton, Iowa. It was my first time there, and everyone was really nice and hospitable. There must be something in the corn that makes people so cheerful.


I didn’t take any pictures from the show, but I did snap a shot of the poster on the wall.

How much do I love that Bud Light sponsored comedy night? Now, if only I could get them to sponsor both my life and drinking habit…

We were only there for one night, which is a shame as Clinton is right on the water and I was hoping to make some friends with boat owners (who would invite me onto their boats, of course). But, alas, we didn’t have time, and I suppose I will have to cultivate my friendships via facebook so I’ll be able to hang out in the Mississippi next time. Bonus points for future friends that have a two-person kayak and don’t mind doing all the rowing.

On Saturday night, I went to go see New Kids in the Block in Canada. Again. I also got stopped at the border. Again. This time, I was not taken into a special room and questioned, but I was given the code “F.H.” on my immigration paper. Wonder what that means. I do know that when I received my passport back the last time I was questioned, there was a post-it note that contained a name and phone number. I never called. So perhaps “F.H.” stands for “f*ck her" for not calling. On second thought, if it means getting through the border without getting my car searched, perhaps I should have called.

I took a lot of pictures at the concert, but they pretty much look like all of my shots from the Chicago show, so I think I’ll leave them off of here for now.

On Sunday, my dad and I went to a Tigers game for a combination birthday/Father’s Day outing.


I don’t really remember if they won, I just remember that I like beer. And sunshine. I enjoy that as well. And I was able to have both there. Too bad Bud Light didn't sponsor our excursion.