Yesterday, Kelsi and Emma met up with us to go to the Summerfest on Main Street. It was sad in a really ironic sort of way though, because it was raining on and off.
We saw Garrett Sherwood and the West Memphis play again, and had a lot of fun dancing. There was this one kid behind us dancing, and he was so hilarious. Couldn't be bothered by who was watching him. It reminded me of Cooper.
Then we went over to The Hickory, which Kelsi has been wanting to try, (and so have I!)
We hurried over to Sammy's and ate before the Rexburg Poetry Grand Slam started.
I was so excited about this. The slams are one of my favorite things, and I've been looking forward to it since it was announced.
I was really happy that Kelsi got to be there with us, because in every memory I have of the slams, she's there with me.
Even Phillip came up...and man, this kid. I have all of these motherly feelings towards him, so it was funny to watch him pace in the back as he waited his turn. He was so nervous, and I just wanted to give him a hug or something.
Jeff Smith won, and I don't know when he started slamming, but I really like his stuff. Maybe he's relatively new on the scene, who knows?
There were some really really great poems and I'm so happy that poetry slams are a thing here. I am constantly in awe of all of the many creative and talented people, and I love all of the things that I learn from them.
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