Chapter Two

Make 'em pay?

2006-07-19T06:54:00.000-07:00

Can someone please explain to me why the hell it is that every other country is getting their citizens out of Lebanon without making them pay but our citizens are being charged? I can understand the time/distance problem in getting them out. I mean a ship can only move so fast to get there and I don't think evacuating US citizens into Syria is a good idea. But making them pay for it? Re-goddamn-diculous.

An Unlikely Baseball Fan

2006-07-09T19:34:00.000-07:00

By some strange twist of fate I've gone from never having attended a baseball game to having a game to go to every week in the month of July. Never would have thought it would be something I would enjoy but damned if I'm not having a ball! No pun intended. I've seen the Bats, I've seen the Cincinnati Reds, now if I could just get out to Boston and see the Red Sox....that would be awesome.

Kim Jong Mentally-Il Fires Test Missile

2006-07-04T14:09:00.000-07:00

CNN Breaking News

Hey Kingpin, any room left in that cave of yours?

My last demon has finally been put to rest.

2006-07-03T17:22:00.000-07:00

In a strange series of occurences this past week which included a suicide, many long hours of work, a Red's game, a lobster boil and a trip across three states in a period of less than 12 hours my final demon has been put to rest. I have been forgiven, in person, for the one thing in my life that has been holding me back. I couldn't be happier. I finally feel like a whole human being with the potential for forward progress. Woohoo!

Let's Play A Game.

2006-06-24T21:40:00.000-07:00

I've noticed recently that after about three weeks of inactivity the hits on my blog increased exponentially over a period of about three days. Interesting....obviously someone is reading it. So with that in mind I've decided that it's time to play a little game I haven't played in almost a year. Here's how it works....

Anonymous comments are turned on my dear voyeurs. You may post any anonymous comment you like. The good, the bad and the ugly. Post away!!

Oh shit!

2006-06-24T07:30:00.000-07:00

The NORAD lobsters got stuck on a tarmac in Atlanta. Thanks a lot Delta!

We're all gonna die.

2006-06-22T20:35:00.000-07:00

I haven't felt much like writing anything since my Duds is gone. My heart's just not in it. However, I do have a small concern from work today....

If you've been following the news at all you know that Kim Jong Mentally-Il has been threatening to send a test missile in our general direction. I have mixed feelings on this, basically my concern is whether or not to be concerned. However, after receiving an order from NORAD headquarters(We ship to the military all the time, but never an order from NORAD.) today I've decided I might as well bend over, grab my ankles and kiss my ass good-bye. I figure they know something we don't and have decided lobster would be a nice last meal. Joy.

2006-06-20T17:38:00.000-07:00

I have nothing happy to say today. So instead I'll leave you all with the results of one of those silly little quizes. I haven't done one in quite a while so why not?

You Are a Seeker Soul

You are on a quest for knowledge and life challenges.
You love to be curious and ask a ton of questions.
Since you know so much, you make for an interesting conversationalist.
Mentally alert, you can outwit almost anyone (and have fun doing it!).

Very introspective, you can be silently critical of others.
And your quiet nature makes it difficult for people to get to know you.
You see yourself as a philosopher, and you take everything philosophically.
Your main talent is expressing and communicating ideas.

Souls you are most compatible with: Hunter Soul and Visionary Soul

What Kind of Soul Are You?

Rainbow Bridge

2006-06-18T10:42:00.000-07:00

At 1:00 this afternoon Dudley crossed the Rainbow Bridge. The vet assured me after one look at him that it was the right thing to do. That still doesn't quell the pain.

Rainbow Bridge

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.
There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.
There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.
The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....

Author unknown...

2006-06-17T10:42:00.000-07:00

I really want to finish my angry rant about Whole Foods but I just can't do it right now. Dudley is not doing better. Worse if anything. The time has come to do what over a week of nursing has only put off. He can't get up off his side if I put him on the couch to get some exercise. The Dramamine that the doc suggested isn't working. My vet isn't in the office until tomorrow and I don't want to do this without her. She's been my vet for all my animals for the past five years. I don't want that awful vet that I took Piggy to to do this. Now faced with this choice it seems all I can do is cry. I mentioned in an earlier post something about being okay by myself and preferring it. There are times like this that the whole solitary living thing is not so great. Like right now when all I want is someone to hold me and tell me I'm doing the right thing. AA tells me to pray and ask God to help me do the next right thing. The answer has been a resounding feeling that this is the next right thing. That doesn't make it hurt any less though. I know it's completely selfish of me to even think these things. They're not doing Dudley any good. I don't know what else to say. However, just getting these things out has made me feel better. The waterworks have dried up for the time being.

D-Day Has Arrived.

2006-06-16T07:10:00.000-07:00

Whole Foods Drops Live Lobster Sales

Some of you will remember that about three weeks ago I was upset because of something that happened at work. Said event was Whole Foods dropping live lobster sales. I have quite a bit to say about this but I'm at work right now and don't have time. I will write more later. Also check out the much more pleasant Reuters article on the situation.

Nicer Reuters article.

Interconnectivity and Coal Mining

2006-06-15T19:20:00.000-07:00

I purchased the album Sing Loud, Sing Proud! by Dropkick Murphys a few weeks ago but I'm only now getting around to actually listening to it. There's a song on it called Which Side Are You On. The theme of the song is coal mining unions. I kept listening to it over and over and for the life of me it sounded like they were saying Harlan County but I couldn't be sure. After all these were Boston boys, why would they be singing about my "Beloved Commontwealth"? I let it go because I've been busy with work and studying other subjects that have been on my mind lately. Hey, at least my Latin has been getting better.

Tonight I went out for dinner by myself at City Cafe. It was quite nice, I got to eat in peace and read The LEO without interruption. If I might digress for a moment I have to say I never understood people who can't go to a restaurant by themselves. What are they afraid of? Perhaps I feel this way because I'm an only child and therefore used to being by myself. In fact I rather prefer it. No outside hassles. However, I didn't start this entry to babble about people who can't seem to spend any time by themselves, I'll get back on topic now. So, I'm flipping through The LEO and come across an article about Erik Reece, who is the author of a book called "Lost Mountain." The book is about mountain top removal mining in Eastern Kentucky and how it affects the people that live there. Mountain top removal is a subject which has disturbed me for many years. I honestly only read the first few paragraphs of the article (Journalists take note! Just another example of why it is important to get the most important information into the first few lines of a story!) but that was enough to motivate me to hurry up my dining experience and proceed post haste to the bookstore. I've already plowed through the first few chapters of the book only breaking to choke back the few tears that have come to my eyes due to the eloquence of the author in conveying the horror that is wraught upon this beautiful land by the act of mountain top removal mining. Dan Brown might suck but my hours lost reading his shit are more than made up for by reading Mr. Reece's work.

Alright, I titled this INTERCONNECTIVITY and Coal Mining so let me now bring this entry full circle. Upon starting this book Which Side Are You On came to mind. I played the song and realized that it likely was not an original Dropkick Murphys song. I tried the call the old time music guru, my mother, to pick her brain about the origins of this song, unfortunately for some reason she's MIA tonight. However, before the ansering machine picked up at home I already had the answer to my question. No, it's certainly not an original and the funny thing is that the article that I happened to find about its origins names some of the very people that are mentioned in Lost Mountain.

I'm not sure if it's just increased awareness of things pertaining to the topic that I'm studying at any given time but it always seems to me that whenever I start in on something a bunch more things always seem to pop up that are connected to said subject. Does that make sense? I mean how coincedental is that in the course of this evening I've connected a punk band to a political anthem and a book by a local author? Six degrees of everything?

2006-06-14T19:52:00.000-07:00

There was a crooked man
Who walked a crooked mile.
He found a crooked sixpence
Against a crooked stile.
He bought a crooked cat
Which caught a crooked mouse,
And they all lived together
In a crooked little house.

I've got a big decision to make tomorrow. My crooked little bunny isn't getting any better. I'm calling the vet first thing in the morning to figure out what the best decision will be. Sigh....

My suck list

2006-06-14T07:13:00.000-07:00

First, I wanted to write a post about how Harrah's has so generously (insert eye roll here) donated $1000 to the Senior Games in Indiana. Unfortunately, I was unable to find net documentation of this, even though I've heard it three times on NPR. Regardless, Harrah's makes my suck list for A) Turning Caesar's into a Horseshoe B)Letting the original Horseshoe in Las Vegas, now known as Binion's, fall into a state of disgrace for their own personal gain (They had the best Eggs Benedict ever!) C) Because I think Harrah's sucks.

Second, I wanted to write about how pissed I am that FEMA issued debits cards for Katrina victims were used to buy porn and expensive champagne. However, it seems that every time I bitch about something of this nature I get lambasted by someone telling me it's none of my business and that I'm heartless and cruel. Whatever. So misappropriators of Katrina relief money, you make my suck list today as well.

Third, my bunny rabbit is still not doing well. Not worse, but not well. I'm afraid that I'm just prolonging the inevitable. I'm supposed to get the test results back from encephalitis test this week but the lab is taking it's sweet time. The results of this test will be the deciding factor as to what to do next. So, slow ass laboratories who could be possibly making my bun's life harder, you make my suck list today too!

They tell me in AA that whenever I feel like the world just sucks balls to make a gratitude list. I've done enough bitching for today so I guess I better look at the positive.

Things for which I am grateful:

-Summer time!
-Knowledge
-The quiet moments I've been able to spend at home lately
-My education
-The fact that I love my job
-Sober mornings
-Time with my furkids

That's a pretty good start. I feel better already!

Dan Brown, you are a disgrace to writers everywhere.

2006-06-13T06:58:00.000-07:00

In order to give my mind a rest from Holy Blood, Holy Grail last night, I decided to start reading Angels and Demons. It's 700+ pages and I'm already half way through it. Not because it's that riveting mind you, but because it's the SAME FUCKING BOOK AS THE DAVINCI CODE!!! For those who haven't read either book, stop reading this blog now. Spoiler ahead.

Let's synopsize every work that I've read by Dan Brown so far.....First, old crotchity symbologist is brought in because of symbolic markings on a dead body. Second, old crotchity symbologist meets beautiful daughter, grandaughter, sister, aunt, what the fuck ever you want her to be to dead body and falls in love. Said female and old crotchity symbologist are thwarted by evil authority figure, Swiss Guard, Policeman, whatever. Someone finds out that they're related. Symbologist and female figure out the key to saving the world. The world lives happily ever after. The fucking end! That's all you need to know. If I didn't think Dan Brown was a crappy writer before I am now completely convinced of the fact.

Not only is this man a crappy writer he doesn't have an orginal thought in his head. Between copying his own plot line to Angels and Demons to write The DaVinci Code and being sued by the writers of Holy Blood, Holy Grail I have to wonder if Brown is even human and not some robot who digests information and spits it back up onto a page almost identical to it's original form.

So, you might ask, why did I even go out and buy this book? Well, I suppose it's kind of like spoiled milk. You can smell it and be pretty sure that it's spoiled but unless you actually taste it you are never completely sure. Dan Brown you truly are spoiled milk in my book! Blech!

A long weekend of nothing...

2006-06-11T17:59:00.000-07:00

I didn't think reading and sleeping intermittantly for a whole weekend could leave you exhausted. When you're caring for a sick critter it does. I'm so frustrated because there is nothing more that I can do for the little guy other than just be a good nurse and furkid mom. It's so sad. I wish I could take away his uncomfortableness and be sick for him. I've had vertigo and inner ear infections before. I know how to deal with them. He doesn't have a clue what's going on other than that he doesn't feel good. Sigh....

I did get a chance to go out for a little while yesterday and hit the bookstore. I picked up a copy of Holy Blood, Holy Grail and Angels and Demons. Holy Blood, Holy Grail has been interesting if not a bit convoluted. Not to mention the fact that most of it is based on the Dossiers Secrets which was a total sham. Or was it? Who knows. The whole Priory of Sion concept as it is presented in Holy Blood, Holy Grail was a hell of a lot of work just for some jackass to connect himself to the Merovingians and the blood line of Jesus Christ. Seems to me that there's some truth to this somewhere buried in the sands of time. Perhaps The Priory was a cover up? I'm just amazed at all the research that had to be done to pull off such a sham. I picked up Angels and Demons as well. I really just wanted to see if it is as crappy as The DaVinci Code. Once I wade through Holy Blood, Holy Grail I'll start it.

I've got to go give the bun some more meds and do some hand feeding. Hope everyone had a much better weekend than me.

A weekend with the bun.

2006-06-10T07:45:00.000-07:00

$250, an hour and a half at the vet and a whole bag of medicine later I'm sitting here in the living room with Dudley in a carrier on the table where I've been hand feeding him and giving him his meds every few hours around the clock. He's a pretty sick little bunny man and I have no idea what's wrong with him. Neither does the vet. She ran a couple of tests but won't get them back for a while. It's breaking my heart. I can't stand to let him out of the carrier because all he can do is roll and I know that's not comfortable for him. He seems to really want out of the cage this morning but if I let him out and he rolls into something he'll hurt himself. I can't just sit here like this all day. It's going to depress me too much. I think I'm going to go out and find a new book and some lunch, maybe go to a couple of AA meetings just so I can get away for short periods of time without compromising Dud's health. At least those things are relatively low cost since I'm now broke. Blah.

Pray for my Dudley

2006-06-09T06:39:00.000-07:00

Woke up this morning and one of my buns, Dudley, appears to have head tilt. We'll be visiting the vet this morning at 11:00. I'll keep you posted as to what happens. I'm awful worried about the little guy.

Tids and Bits...

2006-06-08T09:54:00.000-07:00

Watched Spooked: Waverly Hills last nite. I didn't know you could stretch such a small amount of crap out into a two hour "documentary." It was awful. Sorry Christopher Saint Booth and Phillip Booth, if this documentary is any indicator of the quality of your movie "Death Tunnel" I won't be watching it. For those of you who don't know Waverly Hills is a Louisville landmark. It was formerly a TB hospital and is reputed to be "The Scariest Place on Earth." Anyhow, Spooked: Waverly Hills is nothing more than a hill of crap.

In other news, if you know anything about what is going on in the world you will be interested to know that al-Zarqawi has been killed. Honestly, I'm not sure exactly how I feel about this. Sure it's great that a cold blooded murderer has been eliminated but I always fear for the lives of my friends over there as a backlash is likely imminent. Not to mention the fact that just because we killed one figure head doesn't mean the whole um, regime (not even sure what to call the driving force over there) will crumble. We shall see what happens....

Another year older...

2006-06-07T20:27:00.000-07:00

And deeper in debt. Well I survived the birthday. It was rather uneventful. I went to a meeting and then a friend baked me a cake. I'm going out this Friday with a group of friends to The Bristol on Bardstown Rd. at 8:00. If anyone would like to attend please leave me a comment so that accomodations can be made.

Things are looking up. Thanks to everyone who has expressed concern over my well being. I just really needed to get my head out of my ass and figure out what was going on in my life.

In other news I just finished The DaVinci Code. Interesting. While it's not well written and it's obviously fiction it did bring up some concepts which piqued my interest and prompted me to do some research on my own. The whole concept of the Hieros Gamos and the sacred feminine are fascinating. After doing some of my own research I've found that a lot of Christian doctrine is blown all to hell when put into historical context. I plan on doing some more research and writing an actual entry about it in the future.

Anyhow, I'm off to bed so that I can go to Lobster Land all bright eyed and bushy tailed in the morning! Nite!

Happy Birthday, have a migraine.

2006-06-06T07:05:00.000-07:00

It's my birthday. My head feels like it's in a vise. What a great birthday present. Joy.

Recovery

2006-06-05T17:17:00.000-07:00

I went to my first AA meeting in a month and a half. It's good to be back. I've been acting like a selfish little twit for the past month and a half. I drank quite a bit in the past month and a half. I drank very wrecklessly, knowing damn good and well that I was destroying myself and all the while not giving a shit. I seriously said to a close friend, "Yeah, I know I'm an addict and you know what? I don't care. I just want to be normal." Wow! What kind of fucked up logic is that? They talk about the insanity of addiction quite frequently in AA. I seriously understand exactly what that means. It's truly illogical and insane. The events of the past five days, while they were completely insane, brought it all back to me about how powerful this disease is and how powerless I am over it without the help of a Higher Power. This weekend was a cruel and painful wake up call physically, emotionally and spiritually. Then again I'd been behaving quite egotistically, selfishly and had pretty much put my God on the backburner. This weekend was likely exactly what it was going to take for me to get my head out of my ass. Now I just need to make sure I continue to go to meetings, I really need to get a sponsor and I just have to take things one day at a time. It's harder to go back this time than it was to go the first time but I have to do it in order to keep myself alive. I am looking forward to hangover free mornings and self loathing free days. One day at a time....

A Prayer to My God

2006-06-05T11:52:00.000-07:00

King Without a Crown by Matisyahu

You're all that I have,
And you're all that I need.
Each and every day I pray to get to know you please.
Want to be close to you,
Yes I'm so hungry.
You're like water for my soul,
When it gets thirsty.
Without you, there's no me,
You're the air that I breath.
Sometimes the world is dark,
And I just can't see.
With these demons surround all around,
To bring me down too negative.
But I believe yes I believe,
I'll say that I believe.
I'll stand on my own two feet,
Won't be brought down on one knee.
I'll fight with all of my might,
To get these demons to flee.
Hashem's rays, fire blaze,
Burn bright and I believe.
Hashem's rays, fire blaze,
Burn bright and I believe.
Out of darkness comes light,
Twilight unto the heights.
Crown Heights burning up,
All through the twilight.
Say thank you to my God,
Now I finally got it right.
And I'll fight with all of my heart,
And all of my soul,
And all of my might.

[Chorus]
What's this feeling,
My love will rip a hole in the ceiling.
I give myself to you.
From the essence of my being
And I sing to my God,
Songs of love and healing.
I want Moshiach now,
So it's time we start revealing.

What's this feeling,
My love will rip a hole in the ceiling.
I give myself to you,
From the essence of my being.
And I sing to my God,
Songs of love and healing.
I want Moshiach now.

Strip away the layers,
And reveal your soul.
You got to give yourself up,
And then you become whole.
You're a slave to yourself,
And you don't even know.
You wanted to live the fast life,
But your brain moves slow.
You're trying to stay high,
Bound to stay low.
You want God,
But you can't deflate your ego.
You're already there,
Then there's nowhere to go.
Your cup's already full,
Then it's bound to overflow.
If you're drowning in the water,
And you can't stay afloat.
Ask Hashem for mercy,
He'll throw you a rope.
You're looking for help from God,
Say he couldn't be found.
Searching up to the sky,
Looking beneath the ground.
Like a king without his crown,
You keep falling down.
You really want to live,
But couldn't get rid of your frown.
You tried to reach unto the heights,
And wound down bound on the ground.
Giving up your fright,
Then you heard a sound.
Out of Light comes day,
Out of day comes light.
Nullify to the one,
Like sunlight in a ray.
Making room for his love,
Then a fire gone blaze.
Make room for his love,
And a fire gone blaze.

[Chorus]
What's this feeling,
My love will rip a hole in the ceiling.
I give myself to you,
From the essence of my being.
And I sing to my God,
Songs of love and healing.
I want Moshiach now,
Time it starts revealing.

What's this feeling,
My love will rip a hole in the ceiling.
I give myself to you,
From the essence of my being.
And I sing to my God,
Songs of love and healing.
I want Moshiach now.

So lift up mine eyes,
Where my help come from.
And I seen it circling around,
From the mountain.
Thunder, you feel it in your chest,
You keep my mind at ease,
And my soul at rest,
You're not vexed.

Look to the sky,
Where my help come from.
Seen it circling around,
From the mountain.
Thunder, you feel it in your chest,
You keep my mind at ease,
And my soul at rest,
You're not vexed.

Never again....

2006-06-05T11:30:00.000-07:00

I swear that I will make a concerted effort to keep these things in check.

I shall never again let myself get too cocky,
Let my own ego control my life,
Let said ego attempt to kill me,
Put myself through this kind of hell and pain,
Convince myself that I can do it on my own.

When I let go and just made the decision to do the next right thing, my life was fabulous. When I got cocky and convinced myself that I could control my life, I fell. Hard. I have to accept the fact that no matter what, I will never be normal. It's not easy and it's not fun but it's a heck of a lot better than waking up at 4:00 am in pain and spending hours not being able to go back to sleep all the while bargaining with God to just see me through until the morning. I finally managed to modify my prayers from bargaining mode to acceptance and guidance mode at which point I found some peace, no sleep, but peace. I prayed the Our Father, I recited the Serenity Prayer over and over. I went over little bits of wisdom that I've learned. I'm once again at a resolve. I have to do these things or I will be dead. Simple. This disease of addiction that I have truly is cunning, baffling and powerful.

Off to the races....

2006-06-03T09:42:00.000-07:00

Asheville's out. Churchill Downs is in. Chris, Adam and I had a lovely dinner last nite compliments of Nicole. I suppose I am to consider it an early birthday present. Happy birthday to me! Anyhow, I'm off to get ready to go watch horses run in circles.

Conversation

2006-06-01T16:25:00.000-07:00

Ever had a conversation where all you wanted to do was scream, "SHUT THE FUCK UP," at the person with whom you were having the conversation? I had one of those today. I was just so frustrated and pissed off that I just wanted this person to stop. I actually did scream once I got off the phone much to my coworker Mike's amusement. Mike and Mike found the whole thing rather amusing and pretty much did everything but the "I told you so dance." I have to say that it is nice to have coworkers who are basically like brothers to me. Anyhow, I was as nice as I could be while talking through clenched teeth. I'm sure my frustration could be sensed through the way I was speaking though. Ah, but given the events of the evening I know that my clenched teeth were likely not unjustified. ARGHHHHHHHH!!

Dear god, tomorrow is Friday, do I go to Asheville or do I stay here and gamble. Decisions, decisions, decisions......

Life is good.

2006-05-31T18:54:00.000-07:00

Sitting here smoking cigarettes, playing my mandolin (Yes, I took my first lesson today! Woohoo!), drinking a nice bottle of vino and listening to some awesome music. I have a great job, great friends, my fur and feather children love me. I make decent money. I'm free, I have my own place, I drive a nice car, I'm in graduate school. I really don't know why I get so depressed sometimes. Life is good. Hell, life is fantastic. But sometimes the wanderlust sets in, sometimes I want more. Sometimes I dream of far off places. Sigh.

Don't Let Me Die Still Wondering

I walk these streets where my soulles feet
Haunt the ground where it was I once tread
On Grafton's Arcade pours the rich commerce
rain
Though the voices I no longer hear speak
Heaven's to blame so on that I'll abstain
Best clean the church from my cracked fingernail
But don't let me die still wondering
What it was I left behind

From God's golden plate begrudgers they eat
Till their belly's burst ignorance bliss
Never they roam a wanderless home
Is as far as their sorry eye sees
Give me a rusty ol' goat well trampled
and soaked
Until these ashes and blood mingle deep
But don't let me die still wondering
What it was I left behind

Though I've been that face before
Slammed every open door
Squandered once scattered beliefs
So when the waves come crashin' in
I'll swim as the ocean swims
Out with the morning tide
Then back for my tea

So I'll do as I please like the well-tempered breeze
Blowin' which way I see fit
I'll grey with the clay seven days till the day
When they throw me on the potter's scrap heap
But take my advice; you'll have to bury me twice
Cause the first time I won't rest easily
But don't let me die still wondering
What it was I left behind

So don't let me die still wondering
What it was I left behind
I want a race well run ahead of the gun
With a dance before the far finish line
So no life long regrets, only well feathered steps
Until these shoes I can no longer shine
But don't let me die still wanderin'
For the love I left behind

I love this song. It captures the essence of life. It was actually written right after Johnny Cash died. The writer felt that Mr. Cash had no regrets in life and that's the basic idea of the song, to have no regrets in life. I have no regrets in life. Everything I've ever done has been a learning experience, the bad and the good. Mostly the bad though! LOL!

Still Sweltering...

2006-05-30T18:46:00.000-07:00

I said I'd post today at work but since they left me in Lobster Land by myself I was pretty busy. At least I got to blast the music as loud as I wanted without offending anyone except perhaps the four retail customers that came in.

Well, it's still sweltering in my apartment. Apparently they have to order a part for the AC. Great. I'm trying my best to stay cool. My roomate brought a bag of ice home that he used to keep the groceries cool. I hugged it all nite long like it was a teddy bear. I've also had to put icecubes in my fur and feather children's water bowls. I just hope said part comes in tomorrow. This is awful.

Let's see, I promised to tell you about my weekend. Well, Friday nite I got into town and did some laundry at the 'rents house. If it weren't for them I think the laundry might never get done. Got a phone call from J who told me they were going to go ahead and go up to Sullivan Lake and set up camp so we would have a place to stay for the weekend. Great, I thought, I can get everything in order so I don't have to mess with it. Wrong! Just a hint, don't try to put a tent in the dark! J and I ended up breaking the tent pole. By that time it was too late to go back to Vincennes. I ended up sleeping with J and Bub in their tent which was just plain weird. Not only did I have to sleep in a tent with a married couple but damned if Bub doesn't snore like a freight train! I got little sleep that nite and was up and back to Vincennes by 7:30 local time.

Got back to the house and had a lovely political conversation with mom and dad. Surprisingly enough while mom did storm out of the room in a pissed off rage, it was a pissed off rage not directed at me. That was a first. Seriously, mark this day down in the date book. Then it was off to the Rendezvous. We did the normal Rendezvous routine and came home in less than an hour and a half. It was too damn hot. Then after a nice afternoon nap to combat the previous nite's snoring I made a quick trip to the store to get a new tent. I was scheduled to do dinner that nite with my grandmother to celebrate my birthday early so I pack all my stuff up and then put on a nice outfit and it was off to dinner. Dinner was nice. Grandma gave me the usual birthday money, a little bunny sculpture and a rather nice Fossil watch. I'm totally digging this watch.

After dinner it was back to Sullivan Lake for another nite of camping. This time it was Ashley, Danny, Shane and Dusty along with Jessy, Bub and I. Shane, Dusty, Jessy and I all went into Sullivan to see a band that has been around forever. It was their 20th Anniversary show. They still rock. The nite ended at the campsite with the group of us sitting around, drinking beer and listening to Shane and Dusty play guitar. It was nice to see Shane playing guitar since he almost lost his arm about two weeks ago. The moron got a tattoo in Vincennes which led to a mutant staph infection that damn near killed him. Suprisingly, despite the staph blisters, the tattoo came out rather nice. It was an awesome nite, drinking, talking, listening to good music. I wish my friends here were actually into camping. They're all a bunch of prissy little fucks who are too afraid of bugs and can't live without their hairdryers to actually enjoy camping.

The next morning we broke camp and came back to Vincennes. I sat around with Mom and Dad on Sunday and watch the Indy 500. While I'm not a huge racing fan, I am rather fascinated by car racing. In fact Dad and I are making plans to go to the Brickyard in August. We've both always wanted to go to a NASCAR race just to see what they're like so now we're going to go ahead and make it happen. It should be interesting. I think NASCAR is something I could really get into if it wasn't so damn redneck! It must be something about watching things go in circles that fascinates me. As you know I'm a HUGE horseracing fan. Anyhow, Hornish won if you didn't already know. It was pretty awesome finish.

I was supposed to come home Monday and go work a half shift in Lobster Land but just as I pulled out of the driveway I got a call telling me I didn't have to come in. I turned the car around, brought the fur and feather kids back in the house and immediately posted up on the couch to watch the Deadliest Catch marathon on TV. You would think working in the seafood industry I would try to avoid this kind of stuff as much as possible. I really love my job though and I find this kind of stuff fascinating. Not to mention Blake Painter, one of the guys on the show, is super fucking hot.

After three hours of watching fisherman I finally got in the car and made the trek back to the 'Ville. I'm glad to be back home but it was really great weekend.

As for the Jake situation, well, nothing ever came of it and quite frankly I'm over it. We tried to find him but yet again he has taken off for parts unknown. I can't keep beating myself up over this. I tried to find him but the feedback that I got from everyone I talked to was less than stellar. He's not doing well. I used to feel partly responsible for that but no more. He's a big boy, we're not in high school anymore. While it breaks my heart, I can't keep going on like this. Enough is enough.

Hope everyone's weekend went just as good as mine did!

Fucking Hot.

2006-05-29T20:20:00.000-07:00

It's so hot in this apartment. I just got home from a weekend at home. An awesome one at that. Naturally, something had to go wrong. I get home and the AC is broke. Bloody fucking lovely. I want to tell you all about my weekend but it's just too hot to even exist right now. I think I'm going to go stick my head in the freezer for a while before I got to bed. I'll tell you all about my weekend tomorrow at work. Peace.

I soooo should not find this funny.

2006-05-26T10:31:00.000-07:00

I'm not real sure why I do. I'm sure if I knew what he was protesting I wouldn't agree with him but for right now I'll just enjoy what comedic value I find in this situation.

Man Throws Tar on Steps of Courthouse

Furious!

2006-05-26T08:48:00.000-07:00

I've been listening to the news all week about prayer at the Shelby County graduation ceremony. At first I thought the whole thing quite ridiculous. I know when I graduated they specifically asked us whether or not we wanted to say a prayer at our graduation ceremony. If we did then great, if someone objected, no big deal. That's what the baccalaureate service was for anyhow.

The girl who has opposed to prayer at the ceremony is Muslim. I can completely understand why she would not want to have to say a Christian prayer at her graduation ceremony. I really think it should not be a big deal, but alas it is...

So, I've pretty much just glazed over the situation until I was watching Wave 3 last nite. Click this link and choose the first video at the top of the page. Watch this video and see what you think about the woman in the shop and a certain statement she makes. Now, I will admit that I have said the same thing before in extreme cases. However, in the context of this situation I was appalled to hear her say this! For godsakes, this is a child she's talking about, it's a public fucking school and then we have this little issue of seperation of church and state! Seriously folks, the answer to all America's problem is not tell everyone who doesn't agree with exactly what the majority thinks to get the hell out of the country! That's just re-goddamn-diculous! Bitch needs to get her head out of her ass!

ARGH! Thanks for letting me rant. I feel better now!

I had a dream last nite

2006-05-26T07:35:00.000-07:00

The most common dream of all. My teeth were falling out. Guess I think myself a dirty rotten manipulative little liar. Heh! Probably not too far from the truth.

Let's see, what I can tell you today....

1)Alex is still not in Qatar. Now he's been rescheduled to leave today. Gah!!

2)The bird has now moved from the bottom of his cage back to sitting on his perch. I think he was just trying to make me feel sorry for him, the little shit!

3)I have to figure a way to fit two bunny rabbits, a tent, a guitar, my laundry, the bird, my travel stuff and myself into my car tonite. Maybe I'll just strap the bunnies on the roof. I keed! I keed! They'd be much better on a leash running behind the car.....

4)If strange things appear or disappear on this blog don't worry, I'm in the midst of a big project for a couple other sites and it's far easier for me to test things out on this blog than to start from scratch. Just ignore it and look for a couple of new things to come out in the near future.

That said, have a great weekend everyone!

Test

2006-05-25T20:12:00.000-07:00

Test

*Bear with me for a while, dear readers, if shit gets weird on this blog. I'm trying some fly by night coding.

Lest we forget...

2006-05-25T10:46:00.000-07:00

While browsing blogs I came across the following article on this guy's blog. It's a bit long but definitely worth the time.

An Excellent Article Revisiting the Hurricane Katrina Disaster

Fun Stuff!

2006-05-25T09:05:00.000-07:00

Half the coworkers are gone and the Haitians are doing their normal lunch time event of watching Jerry Springer (God, what they must think of Americans from watching that shit!), now is the perfect time to put on the IPod and do some blogging.

Let's see....what exciting things can I tell you people about?

1) Birdo is still alive and kicking. He's sitting at the bottom of his cage which isn't good, but he's alive.

2) I saved a mole this morning. It was wiggling around in the middle of the road in front of my apartment. It looked like it had been disturbed by the storms last nite. Poor thing. I put it over in the yard. I'm sure my landlord will love me dearly and understand my affection for animals when the thing digs up his yard.

3) Alex leaves for Qatar TODAY not yesterday. God love the army and their hurry up and wait bullshit. I promise I am going to whack the next person who asks me where Qatar is. Ian you were right, most people have no idea what the fuck is going on in the world.

4) I get to go home in two days! I'm usually not this excited about going home, in fact I usually loathe it and avoid it at all costs. I'm really looking forward to it this time though. This is Rendezvous weekend. Rendezvous is a Revolutionary war re-enactment that happens in my hometown every year. I've only missed it once in my life. Check out the links. It's a pretty cool event. In addition to this we're getting a big group together and going to Sullivan to see a friend's band and then we're going to camp up there after the show. I haven't been camping in forever. I'm soooo excited! Plus J and I are going to try to track down Jake. It's shaping up to be a good weekend all things considered.

There's more to say but I don't feel like saying it right now.

Peace!

Help!

2006-05-25T07:56:00.000-07:00

I'm having a bitch of a time trying to merge my old blog into the new one. I'd like to merge the first blog in with it as well, but I'm not sure I could even find it again. Anyone with any insight on his want to help me out? Thanks!

2006-05-24T08:50:00.000-07:00

My birdie is dying. He's been acting puny for the last two days. I feel helpless because there isn't anything I can really do about it. I was going to take him to work with me so I could keep an eye on him but I'm afraid that would stress him out even more. This might sound awful but I sincerely hope that if he does expire he does it before the end of the week so that I can take him home with me and bury him in Vincennes where he was raised. I guess it might be silly to get all sentimental about my bird but he is like a child to me.

In other news we had a devestating blow at work yesterday. I can't talk about it right now because there is a press release coming out in June and it's supposed to be a secret until then but I've gone ahead and written out everything I have to say about it. It's pretty scathing right as it is, but I'm sure it will be revised to be even more so when I'm allowed to talk about it. I tried to write it as vague as possible but decided to scrap it since I'm not sure what I can say that won't be too much. Let's just say it upset me so much that I sat down on the front steps and cried after our conference call yesterday and hippies are at the top of my shit list right now.

I finally got a new IPod, a 30G one with video. I've now been able to download and watch two new Podcasts in addition to the one I regularly listen to, Podcast NYC's Pop Culture Rant by Robert J. Safuto. I've started watching video podcasts for Democracy Now!, great for finding out what is really going on in the world, and ABC World News Now, a little less political, a little more pop culture but good nonetheless. All you out there with IPods or any type of media player should check them out!

2006-05-23T05:56:00.000-07:00

"Well I fell into prison
At about a quarter to three
Where I found in my cell
A glass waitin' for me
So i filled what was empty
And i pulled up a stool
But he stood in the corner
The Ol' Devil wouldn't move
He said you drink when you're lonely
No i drink when i want
He said you'll never be sober
Sure why would i want that?
I only drink to be merry
But unfortunately...
I'm in the wrong prison cell
And the wrong company"

I promised I would talk about my date. I don't feel like it. I will tell you it was nice and by all means I should be completely enamored of this person but.....

Moving right along, I called in some favors back home last nite. We shall see how that manifests itself. It seems I'm not the only one in this situation with an axe to grind. I got to thinking about why this has been plaguing me so much lately and then I realized, this weekend is two years to the exact fucking weekend that the shit all hit the fan. Two years is too long for this to still be an issue. I'm not looking to repair the friendship, I think it's too far gone, but I would like some closure, an apology for his bad behavior and forgiveness for my own bad behavior. I think J is looking for the same thing. She's offered to go with me. Says she's not pissed at Jake anymore for almost getting them all arrested and is interested in telling him what happened that night and trying to patch things up. God what a fucked up sad situation. We were all inseparable in high school and now it's come to this? Jesus. At this point I'm sure some of you are wondering what the piss is going on, some of you might know, but I doubt it. It's a long story though and I don't feel like typing it all out right now but I will sometime this week. If nothing else it will be good therapy to get it all out and down in front of me.

Alex leaves for Qatar tomorrow. Sad.

All to hell we must sail....

2006-05-22T21:30:00.000-07:00

For the shores of sweet Barbados....

Ah god, I had a date tonite. I'll have to tell you all about it later. Well, at least the parts I care to share about it. But that's another story for tomorrow. I'm so torn.

Peace out babies!

Comme ci, comme ca.

2006-05-22T06:45:00.000-07:00

No Barcelona for me and no more career for Barbaro. However, unlike Barbaro, I at least came home with what I left the house with that morning. I watched 6 races plus the Preakness, bet on every single one, bought lunch, paid my entrance fee, racing program and water and came home with exactly the same amount of money that I left home with that morning. While I didn't win, I didn't lose either and I managed to entertain myself for the entire day. I felt a little deviant being a lone female at the track. I suppose it's normal to see men there alone or women there with their men, but other than myself I did not see one single lone female in the whole place. It was a little strange yet somehow empowering.

In other news, I get to go home this weekend. I'm not so sure that this won't be the weekend where certain things will be laid to rest. At least if I can help it they will be. I'm tired of them eating away at my soul.

While I'm home mom and I have decided to swap instruments. I'm going to let her have my guitar which she has been whining to me about for years and she is going to give me her mandolin so I can start taking lessons. I thought it was a fair trade, she said it wasn't, but then she slipped up and told me how much she paid for that mandolin. She's a big fat liar. It's an even trade.

I'm also trying to dig up some time and money to fly out to San Diego to see Flogging Molly. If anyone wants to donate to the "Chelsea Needs Cultural Enrichment By Way of Going to See Flogging Molly in Concert Fund" send me an e-mail and I'll be sure to give you the deposit information.

Yesterday, I did something that I haven't done in a very long time. I got in the car and just started driving. This used to be a weekly event until gas prices went sky high and my road trips buddies all got hooked up. Man, it was nice! I got about half way to Bowling Green before I turned around and took the back roads back to Louisville. I got to blast my music, sing at the top of my lungs, push the car to its limits and best of all I got to think out some things that have been plaguing me as of late. I feel much better now. I think I've been so caught up in worrying about what certain people think of me that I kind of stumbled and lost myself for a couple weeks. However, it was like a ton of bricks lifted off my shoulders when I realized that I simply don't give a flying fuck what other people think of me. The only thing that matters is that I do what I need to do in order to keep me happy.

That all being said, right now in order to keep me happy, I need to keep the boss happy so I'm going to end it and go do some work.

Peace!

Dear War,

2006-05-20T20:21:00.000-07:00

*Edited for ridiculousness. I blame Saint Hilaire. Thanks a lot asshole!

Anyhow, the gist of it was I'm pissed off about the war. I found out that night that a friend of mine whom I had been looking forward to coming to stay with me while on his leave was told that he would not be able to come home. Add this to the fact that my friend Alex is leaving for Qatar and throw in good ol' Saint Hilaire and it makes for a pissed off Chelsea.

Wishin' for Pimlico, Bad Juju and Girls Dancing in their Undies

2006-05-19T06:30:00.000-07:00

I should have know it was all going to be downhill yesterday after my St. Christopher medal broke while I was just sitting at my desk. While I am not an overly religious person I do place some stock in that medal. It was given to me by my parents for my confirmation and I wear it quite frequently. I guess it's sort of my own personal Voodooesque or more accurately Santerian symbol. Hey man, it works for me. Anyhow, approxiamately five minutes later the phone rings. It's my "date" for the evening calling to cancel. No great surprise there, I think if said "date" ever actually showed up to anything I might die of shock. Still it was a little disappointing.

Approxiamately 20 minutes after that the phone rings yet again and it's my dear friend Alex. Alex has been stationed in Tampa for the past few months and was going to be there until November. We had already scoured Expedia for el cheapo flights so that I could go down there and visit him some weekend this summer before he went back to Ft. Hood. I was really looking forward to spending a weekend in Florida and seeing Alex. Alas, 'tis not to be. They told him at work yesterday that he has three days leave to go see his son in North Carolina before they will be sending him to Qatar until at least November, maybe longer. Please don't take this as un American, but goddamn blasted stupid fucking war. I have to say that I grow weary of getting news that my friends will be going over to play in the sandbox. I used to be all gung ho about this war but as it wears on my original thoughts on this situation seem to be changing almost daily.

Moving right along I ended up spending my entire evening running from store to store trying to put together a costume for one of my acts for tonites show. For all of you locals who read this tonite I will be performing with The Midnite Grrrlie Revue. Come see us at the BBC on Shelbyville Rd! I mean seriously folks, girls dancing in their undies? How can you go wrong?

Anyhow, with this string of bad luck something has to go right. Right? The Preakness is tomorrow and all of you who have read this blog in the past know how much I love horse racing. I was going to try to get to Pimlico this summer but unfortunately their racing season ends before I am able to get a free moment to get up there. Bah! Anyhow, I will be at Churchill Downs tomorrow come hell or high water even if I have to go by myself. Hopefully my luck will change and I will big bucks on The Preakness. So, if you don't hear from me ever again it means I won at the track and have flown off to Barcelona to live out my days at the most beautiful clubs and beaches in the world. (Translation: Expect to see a post on Monday.)

In conclusion, everyone have a lovely weekend! I'm outta here!

Very. Pissed. Off.

2006-05-16T19:22:00.000-07:00

The Government's Take on "Pre-Pregnant Women"

*I have edited the original post as I believe this is a very serious issue and due to blind rage upon first hearing it my original wording for this post was less than intelligent. Just take a minute to read the article. It's quite ridiculous. Just because I am able to bear a child certainly doesn't mean that I want to nor should I have to follow the government's ridiculous guidelines for what they deem as "pre-pregnant women." Give me a break.

I came, I saw, I voted

2006-05-16T10:19:00.000-07:00

And that was that. I'm sure my decisions weren't near as informed as they could or should have been but at least I can say that I did it.

A question for all you military types

2006-05-16T06:12:00.000-07:00

As I have mentioned in a previous post today is the Kentucky state primary which got me thinking about a few things. First, I wondered how all you military types voted. My dear friend Albert kindly answered that question for me almost immediately after I sent an e-mail to him. Of course when asking Albert anything the answer you get is generally not without a shameless plug about how great he thinks he is. Thanks a lot Meathead. Anyhow, this leads me to another question. What percentage of the military who are eligible to vote do in fact vote? I'm almost afraid that the answer I get will be a little disturbing but I'm bracing for the worst. Thanks for the input.

P.S. I'm still struggling over my own trip to the polls this afternoon. To vote or not to vote. That is the question!

Drunken Lullabies

2006-05-15T17:43:00.000-07:00

Must it take a life,
For hateful eyes,
To glisten once again?

Cause we find ourselves
In the same old mess,
singing drunken lullabies.

God, will I ever be fucking normal?

Kentucky Primaries. I think it may be time to give up the ghost.

2006-05-15T11:50:00.000-07:00

I'm having a real internal ethical battle this year in regard to "The Beloved Commonwealth's" Primary Elections.

There's part of me that says I have to vote no matter what. This part of me is kind of reminiscent of my Catholic guilt complex. It basically tells me that if I don't go and vote that I will be going straight to hell.

The second part of me says "To hell with it all!" All the candidates on my party's ticket suck ass. Why would I want to vote for any of them?

Then there's the third part of me. It says "Yo dipshit, you should really change your political affiliation and then you won't have this dilema." In the past few elections, although I am a registered Republican, I have not voted for but maybe one Republican candidate, because they all SUCK! I've always said I believe in the ideas on which the Republican party was founded. Thus being the reason that I am still registered as such. However, I am so disillusioned with politics in general, especially my Republican candidates, that I'm thinking sticking my head in the sand like an ostrich and waiting until the storm passes. Or maybe just giving up the ghost and switching my affliation to Democrat.

I work for a Canadian company and it's always interesting to my coworkers discuss politics. They have at least six political parties. SIX! I think that's what we need, more choices, cause god knows the choices we have right now SUCK BALLS!

Any insight or direction on this issue would be much appreciated.

WTF?

2006-05-15T09:33:00.000-07:00

18 Year Old Rapes 92 Year Old Woman 16 Hours Before Her Death?!?!

Can someone please tell me what in God's name would possess someone to pull a stunt like this? I mean really what kind of sexual gratification could one possibly get from this? As I have a tendency to do often I am once again renouncing my original heritage as a Hoosier. I think I've lived in the "Beloved Commonwealth" long enough to claim citizenship.

For Jake...

2006-05-14T20:10:00.000-07:00

You've been on my mind lately...Things could never be the same but I hate the thought that we have thrown away 14 years of friendship.

If I ever leave this world alive
By: Flogging Molly

If I ever leave this world alive
I'll thank for all the things you did in my life
If I ever leave this world alive
I'll come back down and sit beside your
feet tonight
Wherever I am you'll always be
More than just a memory
If I ever leave this world alive

If I ever leave this world alive
I'll take on all the sadness
That I left behind
If I ever leave this world alive
The madness that you feel will soon subside
So in a word don't shed a tear
I'll be here when it all gets weird
If I ever leave this world alive

So when in doubt just call my name
Just before you go insane
If I ever leave this world
Hey I may never leave this world
But if I ever leave this world alive

She says I'm okay; I'm alright,
Though you have gone from my life
You said that it would,
Now everything should be all right

She says I'm okay; I'm alright,
Though you have gone from my life
You said that it would,
Now everything should be all right
Yeah should be alright

Maybe...

2006-05-14T15:02:00.000-07:00

I think maybe I should go back to my old blogging style of being a little more current events geared similar to the way I was in The Gospel According to Me. What do you think?

While you ponder that go listen to some Flogging Molly. After months of hearing about them I finally was prompted to download some of their music. I feel like I've missed out.

Sorry....

2006-05-14T14:41:00.000-07:00

It seems once again, as is usual with me, I have neglected my blog for almost two months. Sorry guys. There's been a lot going on in the past few months. I'll try to give you a brief synopsis. I found a job, got sober, found someone, lost that someone, finished my first year of grad school, got surprisingly good grades, relapsed on the sober thing, made a couple of stupid drunk mistakes, am still paying and apologizing for said drunk mistakes and now I'm sustaining. Other than the whole non-sober thing I'm doing pretty well all things considered. For those of you who have read this blog or preceding blogs, I have up until this point been through about six months of pure hell. I feel like I've finally come out of that phase. I'm still working out the kinks but it's coming together in some weird fucked up fashion. I can't complain too much. I just need to work on the whole alcohol thing. As those who have read this blog before know that drinking is something I've battled for a while and will likely continue to do so through out my life.

Anyhow, hope you are all well. Look for more blogging to come.

Yikes!

2006-03-02T08:38:00.000-08:00

So, I had lunch with a friend yesterday and we were discussing the fact that I wanted to come and take pictures of her teaching for the project that I will be working on for the art show at the end of this month. Every thing was in the clear, no problems with me coming or anything. Then she asked me to speak to her humanities classes in exchange for letting me take pictures. I asked her what she would like me to talk about, any specific time period or what. She told me no, that instead she wants me to talk about the basics of art. As in basic like, here kids, this is a canvas. As you might have gathered from previous posts I'm not the best in front of people and this isn't the best school in the city, far from it. These kids are going to be difficult to get through to. At least it will give me some practice with speaking. I hope they don't throw spitwads at me!! I'll let you know the outcome on Friday, I get to speak Thursday and Friday.

I did it! Barely....

2006-02-27T20:09:00.000-08:00

My audition for The Midnite Grrrlie Revue was tonite, it was supposed to be last nite but they moved it. I had my routine down and everything was polished and looked great. And then when I got there I froze....I mean for godsakes I haven't performed in almost 5 years and I just freaked!! Anyhow, I kind of flubbed through my routine because I was so nervous. Luckily, the fact that I do actually have some talent shone through and they decided to take me on. The first show that I will be doing will be May 20th so I've got a ways to go to brush up on that whole confidence thing. Thank god! Any of you performers out there have any tips on confidence boosters let me know! This old dog needs to learn some new tricks. I also need to get a couple of routines choreographed before then. Looks like I'm going to be doing some serious hard work! But like they say, nothing worth doing is easy.

Wish Me Luck!

2006-02-25T11:00:00.000-08:00

Happy Saturday everyone! Hope all is well. I went out last nite to the Mardi Gras Louisville event. It was fantastic! I was very pleased to see so many people in Mardi Gras garb. People really seemed to get into the spirit of Mardi Gras.

Today will be spent practicing for my audition tomorrow for the burlesque group. I have the routine memorized now I just need to get it synced up with the music and add some flair and I should be good to go. Hopefully after tomorrow when you look at this page you will be looking at the next burlesque star (yeah right!)!

Hope everyone has a wonderful weekend!

Sara's Obituary

2006-02-22T06:06:00.000-08:00

Sara's Obituary

Not sure if I should go given the circumstances. If anyone has any insight on this please let me know. It's funny how I obsess about etiquette and have read so many books on the subject but none of them have prepared me for a situation like this.

Busy

2006-02-22T06:05:00.000-08:00

Whew! What a week and it's only Tuesday. If I make it through the next two weeks I think I should get a medal. So, here's the run down of the last few days. To add to the strangeness that occured on Saturday I ended up getting a message from a girl to whom I had talked a while back about joining a burlesque group. Apparently one girl was leaving town and there were some other issues so they were looking for fresh talent. Of course I was interested so I've spent the last few days working on some choreography to bounce off them to see if they would be interested in having me join. That's been a good deal of work! Not only that I went and saw my trainer yesterday. We've completely redone my training program in light of the new occurences. I'll be in the gym six days a week now. Yes, my body does hate me. Too bad for it. I've got to get in shape if I'm going to have the stamina to do the Mini Marathon AND dance. I'm going to have to sign off now as I've got to do laundry and get dressed because I have a lunch in two hours and I need clean clothes because starting tomorrow I have interviews for the rest of the week!!

What a day. Can I hide now?

2006-02-18T13:09:00.000-08:00

I had no intention of blogging today, but given the fact that it's been such a strange day I feel the need to get everything out. I think I should have just stayed asleep today.

First, I got up this morning and lo and behold there was snow on the ground. Don't remember hearing it forecasted but okay, I can live with snow. So I went out with Charity to grab a bite to eat for breakfast. Our illustrious department of transportation hadn't bother to plow any of said snow. I put my car sideways in the middle of Bardstown Rd. (A main thoroughfare for all non-Louisvillians.) at a stop light. This was my first clue that it was going to be a strange day.

After breakfast I proceeded to go directly home, brew a pot of coffee and put on my fuzzy slippers with the intention of not moving for the rest of the afternoon. I cancelled my models that were coming this afternoon for some photoshoots and then proceeded to check my various internet accounts. While piddling around on MySpace I ended up talking to someone from high school with whom I had previously had "issues". He proceeded to apologize for his behaviour and we had a nice little chat. It's amazing how people change after high school. So, this was strange occurence number two.

Then there was the third strange occurence which prompted me to do some blogging. I was messing around on Louisville Mojo and happened across the profile of a girl that I had talked to in the past, her name was Sara. I hadn't talked to Sara in a while due to the fact that I had deleted my profile and had not yet thought to add her back. Sara died yesterday. On the way to her grandmother's funeral. I never met Sara because every time she was in town I had something to do or every time I was in Madison she had something to do. We always talked about how one day we would get together and meet. She was 26. Twenty fucking six. Even though I never met her it still saddens me that she's gone. Lesson learned, follow through with the things you say that you're going to do. You never know how much time you have left on the earth.

Friday Update

2006-02-17T08:47:00.000-08:00

I'm working on a couple of very good blog entries, one on Occam's Razor and asceticism, the other you will just have to wait and see. In the meantime, however, I guess I can give you a quick update on what's been going on. Wouldn't want you to miss anything would we?

1) I'm still in pain from training. I went to the gym yesterday, I have to go today and work even harder and then on Saturday I have to do a few miles on actual pavement. I'm a little frustrated because when I went yesterday my time was terrible. Oh well, at least on Sunday I get to rest up.

2) Went out to the X show last nite as per my usual Thursday nite activity. It was Xandra's birthday so we took her flowers. The performers were very good last nite. It does piss me off that some of those drag queens have better bodies than I do!

3) My roomies are gone this weekend so I will be spending most of my time working either on my photography or painting or I will be reading financial statements.

Hopefully, with all my free time this weekend I will be able to finish my other two posts! Have a lovely weekend everyone!!

My Personal Trainer is a Sadist!

2006-02-15T15:34:00.000-08:00

Is it wrong to already hate him on the first meeting? Seriously, he worked my ass all over that gym. I did far better than I thought I would do and although exhausted I feel very good about myself. We discussed the Mini and he assures me that it will be no problem for me to get in shape by April 29th so I can enter the race. Whew! It can only get better from here right?

Art Shows, Speakers, Festivals, Marathons.

2006-02-14T11:37:00.000-08:00

Whew! The Thoreau quote at the top of this blog is certainly ringing true as of late, but it sure feels good to have so many wonderful things going on in my life at the same time. Take a glimpse at my next two weeks!

1. I start training tomorrow for the Mini Marathon for the Derby Festival. (I hope my personal trainer is easy on me the first day. I'm still afflicted with the Ohio Valley Crud!)

2. I begin shooting photographs this week for a piece that I will be working on to be featured in an art show about the lives of women in March.

3. I have three interviews next week and the Louisville Mardi Gras Parade and Ball are next week as well.

4. The week after I will be attending a speech about the Ojibawae Indians and have been invited to attend a sweatlodge the weekend before.

Life is busy, but certainly not boring!

DJ Baby Anne

2006-02-13T10:50:00.000-08:00

This past Saturday I attended the DJ Baby Anne show at Headliner's. To say I was impressed with this event would be putting it mildly. I have never before seen such a diverse crowd at an event of this nature. I was a little uncomfortable at first because Adam and I were older than a good deal of the people there. However, as the night progressed more and more old friends filtered in. We talked and laughed about how we used to dress and act like the younger kids that seemed to dominate the venue. By then end of the night the entire core group of my friends, save two, from my "raver" days were there, not through any sort of planning, but simply because when it comes to the music we are all of one mind. Of course I can't forget to mention Baby Anne as she is my favorite DJ. She was just as I expected, incredible.

I have seen DJs who were far more famous than Baby Anne. I have been to ritzier places to see DJs. However, I have not been to a party with such a positive vibe as that which was radiating from Headliners on Saturday night.

It was truly fantastic. I plan on seeing DJ Icey on Aprill 22nd, which is being put together by the same production group. I honestly don't know who this group is but they have done something that very few production groups in Louisville have been able to pull off, or at least pull off and not have their events broken up. Kudos to Rockstarlounge.org for such a wonderful show and the hope for many more to come.

Introduction

2006-02-12T12:53:00.000-08:00

Dear Friends, Enemies, Voyeurs and Others,

As a new chapter in my life begins I once again feel compelled to record my memoirs in the form of a blog. For those who used to read my blog, I promised you I would come back and I didn't break my promise. For my friends thank you for making this new chapter in my life possible. For my enemies I give to you this blog as an easier way to keep tabs on me as you so seem to enjoy doing. For all the voyeurs out there I hope you enjoy this glimpse into my life. For all others I hope I can brighten your day a little or perhaps give you pause to think about life.

I have never before felt so lucky in life as I do now. I am surrounded by artists, performers, musicians, fashionistas, philosophers, theologians, writers and scholars. The amalgamation of these minds has created for me an energy that is quite simply stunning. In this blog I hope to capture even a fraction of that energy and put it down in writing for you, my readers.

I hope that you will enjoy this blog and perhaps even find some wisdom in it to take back to your own life.

Very Truly Yours,
Miss Chelsea