Hacked!

Hello Friends!

Emily, here.  I am spending my Saturday evening at Rachel's house, babysitting the Monkey (gratis, I might add). All in all, it's not a horrible way to spend a Saturday night.  The kid is cute, and they have Coke in the fridge.

Flying Monkey

After Monkey fell asleep I needed something to do, so I got out Rachel's laptop so that I could watch Orange is the New Black on Netflix.  I noticed right away that she left her Blogger account up.  Being the fantastic sister that I am, I spent some time editing the grammar and spelling in the posts she had already drafted. (You're welcome, readers.)

I had planned to do a little editing and then head over to Netflix to start binge-watching Orange is the New Black (seriously, it's addicting).  However, my plans came to a screeching halt when I discovered that Rachel's computer won't support Netflix without downloading new software.  Bummer.

My new plan: A surprise guest post, in which I will share a few sights from the ArtWalk last night.

The ArtWalk essentially marks the start of the Lancaster Festival.  The streets of Downtown were full of people enjoying food, drink, music, and art.  In addition to all of that, in the middle of Main Street, there was this:

Jesus Saves. 

I know its called "mixed martial arts," but I think this is a little much.  There was also a "Zombie Dance" from what I hear.  We are really pushing the limits of the definition of "art."

I still don't understand what this sign means.

In keeping with the classy vibe, my mom and I stopped into the The Rug to see what it was all about.  Our visit lasted about 12 seconds, but since it was our first and last visit to The Rug, we had to document it with a picture. It took my mom ten times longer to take this picture than we were actually inside - not an exaggeration.

Jamming for Jesus.

Finally, we went to check out some actual art at one of the downtown contemporary churches.  The art here was very good, but unfortunately it was a block down the street from the rest of the ArtWalk, so it wasn't drawing much of a crowd.  I felt bad for the artists and the church members who were ready for a large crowd, but I mostly felt bad for this band, who literally had an audience of one. (Coincidentally, I think "Audience of One" is a Christian praise song.)  They probably would have drawn more people had they been serving beer, but all they had was frozen Kool-Aid.

Alright, that's it for me.  Until next time! (Or until Rachel deletes this post...)

(On second thought, I just realized that it has taken me TWO HOURS to create this post. I don't think I will be blogging again any time soon.)