Monday, August 27, 2007

I want to see the moon.

It's about midnight in my part of the world tonight (and that part just so happens to be Oklahoma) and I ought to be sleeping, but I'm wishing life would hurry up and be 5:30 in the morn already. Not because that's close to the time the amazing omelet-making lady is supposed to show up to throw cubed ham and mild cheddar and eggs together and call it a culinary masterpiece. It's because that's when the lunar eclipse is supposed to show itself. I want to seize some early morning silence and dwell on that phenomenon a while and meditate. That's all. I can't, o'course, so I hope I actually wake up in time to witness a miracle in the sky. Maybe one of you will see it too and fill me in on what it looked like from whatever part of the globe you're on, eh?

This is another of those quick-like business trips that fell together all too quickly. Shooting from the hip works, though. The man we're here to see lives so far away from the airport, we've yet to reach him. So there's driving happening. Lots of it. Feels like a road trip. And, along the way, wouldn't you know it, but we happened to come across Carrie Underwood's hometown, a wee one-horse town called Checotah. I would never know that myself, but Brooks did. He worships her like she's the second coming of Dolly Parton. His drive to stalk her parent's place led to us questioning the locals and, after a few wrong turns and lots of guesses, some woman in her cow trough/swimming pool pointed us in the direction of Carrie's grandpa. We knew we'd found the right house when we saw the bumper sticker on the back of his busted-up van that said "I AM CARRIE UNDERWOOD'S GRANDPA." His house was the one with hundreds of beat-up bicycles in front of it for sale. I couldn't possibly make this stuff up, not if I tried. Anyway, he wasn't home, but we're still hot on the her trail. We're bound to run into her, or one of her kin, tomorrow. Send your good twang-vibes in our direction. Pretty please.

Lastly, here's my embarrassing moment of the day for all to know. Okay, let's just put it this way ... don't be singing while waiting for the elevator door to open, no matter what you do. Don't do it. Especially if the song in your head is a result of your friend's cell phone ringer being the theme to "Love Boat." It'll freak a native Oklahoman right out of his "Excuse me, please allow me to run away from you now" skin.

np: Rilo Kiley's "Silver Lining"

8 comments:

Michael said...

Though you're not exactly in my neck of the woods, and it won't be my state for much longer- I do hope you enjoy your time in our great state of Oklahoma.

Strangely, I'm going to miss the place.

plainoldsarah said...

i saw it i saw it. some of it. i was walking to the bus at 6 am (in my state of ut - and yours for that matter) and saw it. i blogged about it on my way to work. even posted a photo. =) a photo with my cell phone. i have no professional photographer attached at the hip like you, sorry.

The McGuffin said...

Oklahoma?...brother, you got The Avett Brothers tonight in SLC!...hope you make it. Plus, looks like Muse rolls into Orem on September 12...

Marie said...

Come out of the elevator. Let the world know you love bad TV theme songs from the bottom of your lungs. And let the Oklahomites fall (or flee) as they will.

I recite poetry aloud or sing when I walk alone at night. Crazies repel criminals, or so I've been told. Here's hoping.

ewesa said...

I just saw a picture of carrie underwood performing at the new york state fair yesterday, you may be out of luck in oklahoma, unless you take a carrie detour!

Dainon said...

I'm missing the Avett Bros. right now, sadly enough. It hurts. Oh yes, it hurts.

I know Carrie is nowhere near, but we had grand visions of seeing her childhood photos w/braces at her grandpa's house. He's a proud sort. Oh well. Our pilot episode of Celebrity Hometown Stalkers shall hit YouTube rather soon, with or without her in it.

ewesa said...

that should be a hit :)

plainoldsarah said...

i think your grandpa visit was pretty cool. but it was a bummer you missed avett brothers. people asked where you were. okay, i think only two - but that's more than one!