It's about time!

Hopefully the fourth can will! I'm so excited that the smoking ban starts in just over an hour! It's going to be a good thing. I won't have to try to get around the narcos trying to catch me buying too much Benadrippy so I can breathe after hanging out with friends.


Bedtime poochies. I need to start my vacation on the right foot. Fully rested and ready to party! Holla!

Lil Bro

Lil Bro forgot I was picking him up today so after waiting around at his school I went to his house. We buckled down and he is now caught up on homework all the way through the stuff that is due tomorrow! YAY! And to celebrate we went to Blue Moon Coffee shop to have our Chutes and Ladders rematch and share a rice krispy bar. Life can be good sometimes.

Really, really, *REALLY* do not want to go to work tonight. Luckily it's treat nite and there's good food waiting there, and it's my last night before vacation! Whoops, gotta hit the grocery store quick. Gotta go!

Heavy Pockets

I most certainly love having the stereotypical gay boys for tenants as my pocket is now so weighted down with their laundry quarters as to be flashing my own boxers to the world. Speaking of laundry I just realized I'm wearing the shirt from my profile right now. I love Dave and Marcy's Chop and Blow (the shirt I'm wearing). I wish I was more girly and needed all that hair care stuff so I could visit her more often. She's a cute chicka and an excellant stylist! Tell her I sent you!

Cranked out some good fast miles during my breaks at and to/from work last night...seven.25 total. By no means a record for me, but nice to be back outside instead of locked in the dungeon all night.

I can not tell you how excited I am for the smoking ban to go into effect. Finally I'll save money on laundry cause I won't have to wash everything twice just to get the stank offa my thangs! Speaking of laundry again, time to switch loads and take a nappie poo. Let's go poochies.

Well that's better....

Even though I started my Sunday out in a real low mood, it only got better as the evening progressed. Had long and interesting conversation with a friend I had been missing and worried about, then of course my Sunday Nite str8 friend event with one attendee that I haven't seen since... thinking... Probably November or some such. New bonding with her.

Work was excellant and I got paid overtime to dink around and do not much. Finally finished a paperwork busy project that was taking a million manhours for so little result I was sick of it. And nicely the project manager gave everyone that chipped in a little bag of candy and little gifts for helping (this kind of busy work is usually not our job). Which is good cause I had only had healthy food all day which was a drag. Even had a chance to play a couple hands of Skip-Bo and read more of the newest book I'm into. Much better!

Happy Easter....

if you're into that kind of thing. Going to be a low day today. Blew off dinner/brunch/supper with Dad's family to hang around the house. There's another movie at the cheap theatre that I want to see before starting my four day work week tonight. So I might do that. Or one last attempt at getting that ladder since it's been above freezing during the day for the past three days. I don't even have a chocolate bunny to bite the ears off of. Maybe tomorrow I can celebrate by buying some snackage that the people who actually celebrate didn't buy. I do love sales.

Napville.

I was supposed to do another 5k this morning. Set the alarm. But just couldn't pull myself out of bed. Spring allergies are wreaking havoc with my breathing. Work was so, SO, busy last night. Started a new book which is turning out better than I expected. Pulled out an old knitting project which is stretching out to forever. Did not knit one stitch. Have homework to do. Oh, what a good idea! I could do my homework while my Little does his. Then we're both studying and getting stuff done and he can see that adults have to do it too, we don't just get to sit around and watch TV all nite. Also saw "Being Julia" was good. And I love the Riverview. Saw *the* postcards from Buster episode and there was like two sentences indirectly referencing lesbianism. I think the Religious Right needs better things to worry about. My dad thought so too. And that's saying a lot.

I think I'll take a pre-bar nap before I go out on my one night off. Of course I've done it to myself working all the overtime. At least I have a clear vision of who to blame! ;)

Bad parenting...

I hung out with my Little Brother yesterday. And he was SIX WEEKS behind in his homework. When I dropped him off and told mom that he was six weeks behind her response was, "I tell him to do it, he just don't want to". Since when is homework already a choice in the FIRST GRADE?!? It amuses me greatly trying to think of what would have happened if I just didn't *want* to do my homework in the 1st Grade. LOL. Oh gawd, I'm suddenly scared. Even more sad to me is that his family is already more attentive and involved with what we're doing than my previous Little. So overall, it's a better experience.

Here's my ethical dilemma. Should my Little be rewarded for catching up and doing what he should have been doing all along? I most certainly want him to catch up (now he's only three weeks behind) but I don't want all of our time to be school work. I totally want to mess around and have fun too. We didn't get to have our Chutes and Ladders rematch this week because the whole time was spent on homework =(

Gotta pack my lunch and go to work.

Dumper/Dumpee Success

The CONVERSATION went well. Took about 20 minutes for me to explain that I thought we had already talked three times and said the same thing every time so I was confused about how I was somehow giving "mixed messages". Met up with some friends at the Townhouse, danced and chatted while she told everyone how *I* finally came to understand that we're just friends. Sometimes I really relish the fact that I'm a founding member of CASE. But the anti-climatic turnout is fantastic.

A quickie before bed.

Thanks to the sneeze for this LargeAtheleticWoman.com's specialty product link. More later after coffee where everyone will rush to be the dumper vs the dumpee and then probably some celebratory booze and pool playing. I can hardly wait. Naptime.

Relief.

Super crappy night at work last night. And of course the news is only talking about the Red Lake shooting, nothing about horrible things here at home.

Blissful sleep today. It was fits and starts and kept waking up to this incredibly strange dream but quantity not quality mattered more to me today. Tried to get my gift ladder again out of the frozen ice. You would think that all these slightly above freezing days would be enough. It was so close to coming loose, it physically hurt me to leave it behind. But I had a meeting at Bolder Options to possibly become a mentor there. They had pizza which would have been lovely if I had not just eaten at the super delish Qdoba. Trying to decide how much of my life can be over-scheduled for these kids. I think a Little Brother and a Bolder Option youth at the same time would be a bit much. Maybe. Dunno.

Gilmore Girls was another re-run. C'mon WB, you're killing me. Super delish late supper at Rainbow Chinese with vegitarian beauty. If only. ::sigh:: And of course more work now. One day I'm not going to go to work. Oh yeah, that's tomorrow. Along with the coffee date to break up with the girlfriend I didn't know I had. Oy.

I'm so Exhausted.

Yesterday after my nap I got up and went to St. Paul for another 5k. Crappy time but I still had fun as usual. At least I left the house. Soup with dad for lunch. Attempted to take another nap. Kicked myself into gear enough to bike to work. Sadly, I had to work at all, I could have slept for a few more hours or ten. Forgot I signed up for overtime so I had to stay until 0645 hours. Really draggin ass packing up to go home, when a coworker says she needs me to be her union steward to a 7am meeting. Um, a little more warning would have been nice. GRRR. Luckily I felt useful since she was forgetting two key parts of the presentation and I was able to write them down to prompt her. So warm fuzzy for that. Finally got home at 8am. And of course the bright sun on the way home gave me a headache and makes my body want to stay up and do stuff even though I've had like only five hours of sleep in the last 38 hours. Did I mention that crappy sales call jerks always seem to know when you need sleep the most? I did get brave enough to turn off the ringer on the phone. Now if I could only turn off the answering machine!

What a weekend.

The food at Buca last night was tasty as usual. Parking sucked as usual. And the din was horrible, so much so that many people couldn't hear anything at all. Super sucky. After dinner was dancing and drinks at the Townhouse which has turned into Tuna Taco night on Saturdays. Hung out with new friends and old. Realized why I liked some people so much and got my faux girlfriend mad at me because I stated the obvious (her blouse was low cut) which apparantly everyone else was too busy cooing over her heaving exposed orbs to point out that they were visible to all, friend and foe alike. But that and a response to the bar from St Paul PD for a couple of fighters aside, I had a great time. Good thing to know that fighters and creepy guys get kicked out if you actually take the time to point them out to staff. Yay Townhouse employees.

When did that happen?!?

Did you ever wake up and find out that you had a girlfriend/boyfriend/whatever develop overnight and you're not really sure how? I mean we've all had the "Oh, I thought you were dating you were hanging out so much" kinda mistaken identity and you and the other person look at each other and laugh. But what about when one person laughs (me) and the other person keeps talking about their great new girlfriend? Hopefully I'll be able to see her after dinner tonight and organize some things that I thought were clear but apparantly weren't. I mean I used the excuse of last night's snow for not going out but really it's because I didn't want to see her alone. Cruddy, yes. But I wasn't ready to deal.

Little Brothers are awesome!

So first meeting with Little Brother was awesome. He's adorable, wears glasses. First grade at nearby school. Both parents present. Twas real good. Today is his birthday! Went to Blue Moon for cocoa and got a giant rice krispy bar as a special treat. Played some Chutes and Ladders. He won twice. Meeting again Thursday for homework first, then a rematch! =)

Thursdays are supposed to be the start of the weekend!

Blue Moon was good. Responded to more chickas. Went to see Vera Drake at the Riverview theatre. So glad I finally got to see it as it was excellant. I laughed and cried. Then I went to the 19 Bar to play some pool. TOTALLY forgot that it was St Patty's day m'lad! Didn't drink any green beer but the girl I hit on was. Too bad she was str8. Oh well. Better luck tomorrow!

Use the force Luke!

SO here's some signs that are supposed to be universally understood. But just like the government that produced them, they're ridiculous and confusing to the average Joe or Jane. Use the force Luke! When you're trapped in the rubble of your building that has been destroyed by terrorists your Force will get you out.

This seems like a good place for....

Upcoming things in order of occurrence:
Tonight is friends going to Open Mic night at the Blue Nile. (I work)
Thursday, QMatch profile book viewing at Blue Moon Coffee shop 6-8:30pm and Women's Nite at the Underground showing the LWord
March 17 - Keg tapping benefit for MN Women's Firefighter Association
March 18-Friday Afternoon I meet my new Little Sister who is a boy =)
Drag show at Trikkx. Or "Mischief Nite" at Stasius, a fundraiser for a softball team. Or Lesbo-Rama dance party at Loring Pasta Bar in dinkytown.
March 19 -QMatch Pasta Galore night at Buca in St Paul. Games@Katies thru OTB
March 20- Be Human Race 5k/10k in St. Paul (and then I work)
Sunday str8 night at Maxwell's or the L Word at Trikkx (still working)
March 23- 7pm/Ch2 *THE* Postcards from Buster episode. (it's also showing ch17 on the 24th/9:30pm and it's regular 4pm showtime on Monday the 28/ch2) Go grassroots! But instead the Riverview was nice enough to host a party at their place!! FREE!
March 25th- Friday night singles Dinner for Qmatch/OTB (I work)
March 26th- Get your Rear in Gear 5k for Colon Cancer at Lake Harriet. Wanna form a team? Or just keep my pudgy butt company...
April 1st - Singles Dinner at Mai Village thru OTB. Dr. Froggera's Cabaret at Over the Rainbow.
April 2nd- Awesome Indoor Mini-Golf at someone's house! Diva Riot Cabaret
April 9th- Diva Riot Dance Party
April 28th Cake concert - one of my fav bands
April 30th MN Freedom Band Concert (I work)
Register now! **femme conference an amazing idea. Wish it wasn't in Seattle. During days I work of course.

Tasty soups and their expiration dates.

I hate how the best soups at Chinese restaraunts must be ordered and completely consumed at the dining establishment. Once you hit that to go container you have a half life of like an hour. Three at the outside. It doesn't need an expiration date, the container needs a time stamp! And the broth gets increasingly cloudy as the rice noodles turn from solid into slimy nothingness. Color me depressed that one of the best bowls of soup in my life was crap for leftovers to eat at work later in the evening. *pout* At least I had other things to supplement my menu or I would have been forced to try to find something in the wheel of death. AKA a vending machine. *shudder*

Amen. Father.

My version of church. Movies with my dad. Saw the Pacifier. With Vin Diesel. Laughed. Got teary eyed even. Snubbed dad's popcorn. HAHA! Had delish Boston Market for dinner. Discussed getting the frozen ladder again. Was cold and dark already =( Went to Maxwell's to socialize with Str8 friends, as I do. My other church. The abrasive minister I don't appreciate was there instead of beloved former boyfriend. Luckily only itchy tonight vs. downright caustic. Whew. Time to work some overtime. Burn houses down! Hike the stairs with a friend. Wake up the whole house upon return home. TV. Sleep. Let's go poochies.

Giant dogs.

Hate 'em right now. Quarter tank of gas and hours of my life wasted chasing dog AGAIN. I stupidly thought that having run around earlier and it being bitch ass cold now he wouldn't go again. So I call work after looking for awhile and make sure hasn't already been picked up by Animal Control so I can relax. Nope. Figure his possible range in that amount of time is immense so just drive up and down some local busy streets making sure he's not on the side of the road. Give up as fruitless but glad nothing found. Friend from work calls back. Dog is there. AT WORK! Another co-worker almost hit him coming in and brought him down into the department. He received much love (he's a giant baby and a whore for petting) and passed out in the truck on the way home. Everyone at work decided that he must have been hanging around/following my scent since I bike or walk to/from work. Freaky coincidence but glad he's safe and not in poochie jail. And yet, GRRR! Bad dog!

C.A.S.E.

Chicks Are Seriously Evil. It's a club I started years ago. And forgot about. But apparantly need to refresh. I thought DivaRiot was all about the grrrl Power but apparantly it's all about who's willing to pay to get in and stare laciviously. Got hit on by str8 chick, spurned her advances but invited her to fill out a profile at QMatch and maybe someone was more willing than me to help her explore. I had enough drama on my plate with someone I met two weeks prior who is significantly more emotionally vested than me. But everyone tried to play nice. Or at least I did (I think). So does buying someone a drink mean something more than, "Hey you looked thirsty"? Two weeks ago I was buying rounds for a pair of women we'll call J and B, and last night I bought one for J as I bought my own (neither waitress nor me could do math) so that same person bought mine as she bought her own. (Confused yet? wait there's more) so chicka B whom I've known two weeks freaks out on her friend J for buying me a drink. Wants an explanation. Does she deserve one? The more I get to know her (which I had been trying to do, I *do* like her) the more I want to run away. I'm too old for crap like this. I'll console myself with tasty fajitas from Little T's.

Crazy Busy Weekend

Friday night work. Saturday morning, get no sleep because the dogs here 2nd Floor guy doing the cleaning he was supposed to do by Friday night. So they want to get up. And eventually I can't take the whining anymore so I do get up. Which is fine since I had many errands to run before the lesbo card party. So I let the dogs out. The giant dog slips through a tiny opening in fence and runs away. Might I mention that I'm in my pajamas, sheet imprints still on my face, no bra AT NOON chasing this hundred pound dog down the street?!? Not a good time. Starting my day in a really crabby way. Getting ready to host an event where people are judging me. Friend comes over early to help and smooth my nerves (very much appreciated) and we go to Crafty Planet which is just one of the best places for nervous/boredom crafter like me to visit. Get the awesomest fabric for cool tableclothes for card party, which everyone did like but we discovered that all the pin-ups were blonde. Curious I didn't notice before. So gentlemen prefer blondes, but do gentlemen do a lot of gambling? And do I have more money than I know what to do with since I spent a record $8.95 per yard?!? The party broke up into three, well actually four factions. Those going to Lee's to see Roxxy Hall, those going to DivaRiot at Kitty Kat Club, those going samba dancing at some other club and those going home. Luckily the only person that was aggressive/catty/snobby was the one who was going home and taking her (sour) grapes with her! Pun intended. I'm sad that way.

Different Generation

So my dad calls me at work last night and says his computer is broken and can I fix it. All he can tell me is that he changed the screen saver (cause he doesn't like how the queer one I put on there flashes and yet his choice was the blinking windows logo) and now his crappy ISP now claims the server is down and won't pull up his start page. Like I'm supposed to somehow magically decern over the phone where he went wrong and how to fix it. I tell him I'll look at it in the morning, he keeps talking and talking, I say I can't tell from here dad! I'll look at it in the morning. Come to find out he accidently got rid of the awesome Marilyn Monroe wallpaper too! I can't trust this guy as far as I can throw him hehehhe.

Here's the picture that wasn't working before

Breakfast of Champions

So I wrote this awesome post this morning and then when I tried to publish it said the server was down. Super sucky. So I'll try to recreate the magic here tonight.

One part was about my unwillingness to make faux bacon due to knowledge that no matter what it wasn't going to taste like bacon. But based on this family, and many other reviews I was all set to try SmartBacon. And yet I was not prepared to wait "Three to 3 1/2 minutes. Turning Once" to try it this morning even though I know that time would have been spent toasting the bread and waving the egg. Maybe the fact that I didn't have any cheese tipped the scales. So I ate cold cereal. Not the same at all.

Talk of why so many vegitarian products tried to hard to be meaty and who they were marketed towards. Yes it's helped me trick my papa into eating healtier at his age (he loves faux sloppy joes) and it's probably good for little kids not to get their booties kicked cause they're both eating a lunch"meat" sandwich. But who else? I mean I'm on the border a lot so it's good for me, but why my cutie friend who's been full on veg head since age of nine? What's in it for her that it tastes like bacon? Does she even remember what bacon taste like? Do Beggin Strips really taste like bacon? Steve from the sneeze was willing to weigh in on that.

Speaking of breakfasts of champions, in case you wanted to have me on a cereal box or a magnet for your fridge, here's one of my recent events. Ain't I cute? Enjoy.

So why don't men volunteer?

So I'd like to take it as a compliment to my butchness that my upcoming Big Sister/Big Brother match is actually going to be a tiny, adorable, little boy for me to teach motorcycle repair and Aussie Rules Football.

Except I happen to know the real reason is that no men volunteer. The matchmaker has a near constant pool of about twenty to thirty boys waiting for Bigs and currently has only three girls. (One super girly who wants to play with makeup and hang out at the mall, one other parents didn't approve of me, and third is my agreement with matchmaker as non-ideal situation) So why don't men volunteer? Is it more acceptable for women to give/accept help? Really I'd like to hear from anyone on this one...

Damn you can buy anything online!

It's been a long week at work so I was glad the cold snap kept people quiet last night so that I could play some awesome Skip-Bo. I mean, it's about all I can do to count to twelve at 3 am, so this is definately one of my favorite games and I keep a deck in my locker at work. And while getting that link for you I realize that TallBrawnyWoman.com sells absolutely everything. Another blog I frequent has a section for weird items he finds there, recent entries including Oscar Mayer Bologna (NOT kidding) and currently: the quickest way to buttery nipples. But I'll tell you the one thing that I saw while zipping around online and HAVE TO HAVE but can't find where to buy it anywhere in these here united states. The website is the manufacturer and does not sell to individual people. Damn it all anyways. So buy me one of these and I'll.... I dunno... but it'll be damn good. And you'll have my utmost appreciation for what a great person you are. And that ain't the easy thing. Apparantly I don't trust anyone. Go figure.

The Bard and me.

Not big on trust, eh?


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And I love that the picture is of a classic 8 bit Nintendo game. I still have one I use occasionally. In fact, I feel the need to play Kid Nikki right now. Hi-Yah!

I love kids.

Maybe even wanna have some one day. My friend's 3 year old son was running around screaming that he was CatWoman and trying to climb the walls and pounce on people. Then again, I really like the returnable kind! Plus my "kids" are amazing and don't talk back. They don't need flowers or to discuss/analyze their feelings. They love you instantly, but don't want to tell you how to fold your laundry. Dogs miss you when you're gone. Seroiusly, I'm really going to bed now to snuggle up and get burritoed in. Bliss.

At least I'm never bored!

Sixty two beautiful degrees yesterday and now twenty eight and snowing. I tell ya, no one else in the United States has it so fun every day. But I like this kind of variety in almost everything I do.
Musical tastes from Keb'Mo' to ABBA, Nick Drake to 50 Cent.
Transportation: Truck, Crotch Rocket, Cruiser, Touring MC, Convertibles, and Pink FLoyd BICYCLE! BICYCLE! and of course good old fashioned feet. Speaking of which, since they're hinting at gasoline being cranked up to $2.50/gallon might be time to scale down the fleet.
Tiny, fiesty mutt to 112 pound Purebreed Chocolate Lab.
Blogs: Crazy Libertarians, Socio-Polictical Fags, just friends and neighbors talking about their errand list for the day, Humourous evil roommate stories.
Tasty food from all nations.
And of course the ladies: brassy, shy, cute, short, tall - I like em all. If they flash me a winning smile they usually have my attention.
At least it's kinda gray out so I can get some good sleep. Let's go poochies!

People are animals

The funny thing about a blog, especially when it's kinda new, is that there are a hundred things that you have rolling through your head that you want to impress upon the "public" and I may have figured out how to get rid of a couple right now. Work last night was horribly busy. Anytime the local weather starts to get a little warm, people who have been cooped up in their houses all winter let all the aspects of their spring fever come out into the open. I will also admit that is me too. (see friday's post) But the one thing I don't understand is thedifferent ways that all of us are expressing the same general instinctual feelings. I feel no need to drink until I pass out (that's reserved for republican parties), assault or be assualted by any member of my family (he was 3 and I wouldn't give him what he wanted, and he wasn't really aiming for my eye), mug a neighbor as she's walking home (poor B) or go harass/beat unconcious some queers who haven't done a thing to you (Santa Fe, NM and St Paul, MN). But those are the things that other people do because every single one (and then some) has happened within the past couple of days. And some have happened to me. Now luckily I'm physically unharmed due to my charm and wit difusing a difficult situation. But I can't say the same for my friend's and neighbors. Even though I have had all sorts of training I still do not understand why people stay in abusive relationships, and I don't think walking to your car from a bar or restaurant should be a dangerous activity.

So here's my request for the day. Take something that really bothers you about someone else, use your spring fever energy to wrestle with your opinion, and come to accept this thing. Stop making excuses for poor behavior and next time you see some injustice in front of you take action. Even if that action is just running away and calling the police. Make a stand for yourself towards someone who isn't treating you right, with full knowledge that standing up sometimes means someone who is good 95% of the time and a cancerous leech 5% of the time may not want to talk to someone that calls them on their crap EVER AGAIN. Use your spring fever energy to wrestle with the loss, and come out happier or at least more at peace in the end.


Here's another website to check out.
V-Day

And on that note, I'm going to work to dispatch more squads to more people who can't get along and are victims of crimes. But I do like my job, no really.

Coffe klatch

And here I thought I was a much more fussy person.

You Are a Plain Ole Cup of Joe But don't think plain - instead think, uncomplicated You're a low maintenance kind of girl... who can hang with the guys Down to earth, easy going, and fun! Yup, that's you: the friend everyone invites. And your dependable too. Both for a laugh and a sympathetic ear. What Kind Of Coffee Are You? Take This Quiz :-) All right I tried to get rid of the crappy romance ad part of it

Here's some events

Upcoming things in order of occurrence:
Diva Riot Cabaret at Patrick's Cabaret tonight. Including sexiest lipstick application contest! Also drumming, drag king Randy Dandy, much much more. (I work)
Sunday str8 night at Maxwell's or the L Word at Trikkx (I work)
Thursday, QMatch profile book viewing at Blue Moon Coffee shop 6-8:30pm and Women's Nite at the Underground showing the LWord (I work)
Friday night singles Dinner for Qmatch/OTB (I work)
Saturday March 12th is 10-9-8 card party. My house. Sorry boys it's women only.
Roxxy Hall at Lee's Liquor Lounge (co-ed) or Diva Riot Dance party after (not co-ed)
March 17 - Keg tapping benefit for MN Women's Firefighter Association
March 18 Drag show at Trikkx. Or "Mischief Nite" at Stasius, a fundraiser for a softball team. Or Lesbo-Rama dance party at Loring Pasta Bar.
March 19 I'm forgetting something. Hmmm.
March 20 Be Human Race 5k/10k in St. Paul (and then I work)
March 23- 7pm/Ch2 *THE* Postcards from Buster episode. Thinking of having a gathering. Wanna come over? (it's also showing ch17 on the 24th/9:30pm and it's regular 4pm showtime on Monday the 28/ch2) Go grassroots!
April 1st Dr. Froggera at Over the Rainbow.
April 28th Cake concert - one of my fav bands
April 30th MN Freedom Band Concert (I work)
Register now! **femme conference an amazing idea. Wish it wasn't in Seattle. During days I work of course.
Apparantly I'm a very busy person when I'm not working. So feel blessed you have any of my attention ;)

So close I can taste it, literally.

The pumpkin pie is in the oven. My fav. And one of the motorcycles is on the charger. The pie has to cool for two hours (what?! That's insane) and the only way that is going to happen is if I take a little spin on this baby. Anyone have a warm jacket want to join me? C'mon at least around the block or something. There will be pumpkin pie and hot tea afterwards. ;)

Str8 Boys are funny

So I went to the Dr. Froggera (sp) cabaret last nite at Over the Rainbow. Not my favorite bar but luckily I was very, VERY distracted by the beautiful women and drag kings. I invited a boy I know but he didn't arrive promptly so I thought he stood me up. Turns out he was downstairs watching karoke and thought that was the show. Silly kid. He missed the first couple acts including the 3D striptease, no really with the glasses and everything. I got "hit in the head" by flying shoes even, tres cool. Then str8 boy figures out the upstairs, and another friend of the female persuasion arrives. Good times were had by all. The next show is April 1st (no really) and I highly recommend it. Cover $10 but get over it. I know you've paid more for less.

Still not Born Again

I was able to make the trade for the floor vacuum for the CD rack and still get out alive and still just as much of a sinner as ever. I even managed to get roomie to put CD's in the rack and get them off of every available flat surface in the living room. Now if we could only manage to keep some semblance of order around the house until the card party next weekend I would be estatic! I did manage to get a nap in which made me feel infinately better. And the weather today is divine. Just wore a Tshirt and long sleeve shirt thing. I can feel regular, daily motorcycle weather on the horizon. I've already got the passengers lined up around the block (all right three, thanks for keeping me honest). Saw the movie "Man of the House" with Tommy Lee Jones, and CHEERLEADERS! We like cheerleaders. Very much.

Why must I torture myself?

I've had about two hours of sleep so far this morning. And I can't believe the temptation to stay up is even crossing my mind. Pounding headache from the evil sunshine. Suddenly realizing I didn't eat anything last night while I was being a social butterfly at the QMatch profile viewing and hanging out with my friends. Or anything since then. Trying to decide if this recipe for Indonesian Style Spinach Salad only sounds good because I'm tired, cranky and starving. (Peanut butter and lime juice? C'mon! That can't be right!) Pizza sounds much, much better but no one delivers at 10am. And did I mention that the housing inspector decided she needed to come back and check one more thing?!? I was just getting over the ulcer I was giving myself worrying about her first visit. I think a nap might put some things into focus. Let's go poochies.

Takers of piles of stuff

Sadly, I am a taker of piles of free stuff. And sometimes even a buyer of piles of stuff. And sadly, I just stack it on top of the other piles of stuff until there is a definite danger of topple. And my attempts to give away an electric broomy vacuum thing on my junk exchange managed to create an amazing NINE, count em nine emails of interest in the 13 hours I was away from this computer. And almost all of them were in the first three hours. People sure like free stuff! And although I claimed I was too tired to wait for the donation office at the Salvation Army to open to get rid of MORE JUNK, here I am still awake and messing about online. But feeling loved because I've got something people want. *Basking in the glow of (fellow pack rat) anonymous desire* So here's my dilemma. Bad me, should I try to trade the vacuum with the SUPER CREEPY Hay-suess lovin' chicka for the CD rack she has that I want, but only if she still has it? I kinda don't want to meet this woman in person. Something to dream about. If you don't hear from me tonight, I've been abducted by a bible thumpin' cult. Have you been born again? Naw, I got it right the first time. Nitey nite.

I love Minnesota!

I thought my thighs were freezing and now I know I'm right. It's only 9 degrees above zero outside and that's not including the windchill. BBBrrr! Sometimes bicycles suck, and yet I feel so much better about freezing my tush vs. sitting on it in the truck or car. Then again I've been sick for the past two weeks and have hardly ridden at all, making the bike complain heartily to and from work about the lack of tune up and groaning about it's attempts to shake the rust off of the chain. I think it's time to retire this bike on twincitiesfreemarket.org a website which I am now totally addicted to! It's like dumpster diving without even leaving the freakin' house. And anyone who knows me at all knows that the majority (although dwindling percentage) of my furniture is end of the month specials from the alleys in my neighborhood lol. So check it out and see what you could use today! But don't take the stuff I want! ;)

Dang that's old!

I don't think I'll be able to open my own olive jars for my martini's at this age!


Speaking of age, I finally have an archive! (shuddup I *do* actually realize it only took five days for the month to change). Besides it's my exuberance that keeps bringing you back to the table! ;)

Tuesday is Trash Day

And recycling. We all know it. We discuss whether we're on the same calender page. Confirm that is it's really tomorrow when we talked last night. And yet somehow my roommate can't seem to take out their own garbage! Thank goodness I woke up way too early and was able to get it out there before the collectors came to bring it to orange rind/coffee grinds heaven. GRRR. I guess sleeping at night is good for something besides ensuring my first day back at work will be a long one filled with pain and exhaustion. Beauty.