White boy hippy dancing

Before I came to Oregon, I confess I didn't know much about bluegrass music. But since several members of my department play bluegrass weekly at a local pub, and several other friends seem to be big fans of the genre, I've been gradually exposed to more and more of it. Almost without realizing.

Last week it was time to take a leap: I went out for KD's birthday to see Old Crow Medicine Show, who hail from Nashville, TN and are kings of all things old-timey. Here's the video for Wagon Wheel, the song everyone seems to know round here:



Anyway, being at this show meant I needed to do some dancing. Hippy dancing, as they call it. I think I did pretty well, though probably it's easier to pull off if you're wearing a baggy pair of denim dungarees, a straw hat and have dreadlocks.

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The other exciting recent happening was that I went to see the the Oregon Ducks play Arizona, at the mighty Autzen stadium:


I went with Allison, and we tailgated with my old housemate before the game. It was all pretty awesome, and the Ducks won 55-45. Yes, 55-45! None of your low-scoring SEC games out here in the West. And after those efforts, Oregon are back in the Top 25. (Just about.)

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OK, you've had music, you've had sports. I thought that might be enough, but there are a couple of other news items to throw in. First, the gender analyzer tells me that my blog has a 71% chance of being written by a man. On the other hand, Pierre's old blog has a 72% chance of being written by a woman. Who knew?

And finally? Johnson could be the new Dr Who!