The Epic Saga of a Long Weekend

Unless you've been living under a rock (or you live outside New York City... or maybe you're just not a blog-happy indie-yuppie), you've undoubtedly heard the glorious tale of David Bowie at the Arcade Fire show in Central Park last Thursday. (Many pics available at Brooklyn Vegan and the 'Gum mentioned it, too.) Anyway, it was pretty cool, although the sound at the Summerstage bandshell is seriously ass. Seeing bowie perform "Queen Bitch," regardless of who his backing musicians are, is pretty goddamn great, so it still gets a "Holy Shit."

Once again, Matt provides some photographic evidence:



Next morning it was off to Baltimore for front-row, third base seats at the Orioles/Devil Rays game. (Unfortunately, a hazardous materials spill closed the New Jersey Turnpike in both directions, so we spent all day in the car.) Seats were this close to the field:



Sarah met The Oriole...



...on the way to the...



Saturday was the Hampdenfest street fair in beautiful Hampden. Two... count em... two John Waters sightings. I also finally bought a copy of Dirty Found #1. There were also weird cars...



...and captive urban animals