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March 19th, 2014

02:54 pm: holycrap!
a bit of a treat to find this thing still up ~
hey y'all!

Current Music: Jason Isbell

July 25th, 2005

10:34 pm: the Knitteres are comin, the Knitters are comin!

oh dave...you sweet sassy old thing...how i've missed you.

come on now...youre makin me blush with that blue talk of yours...

alright, just a little bit more, i 'spose...


March 4th, 2005

03:11 pm: Oh the sun sets...
'Martin Denny, the man who created “exotica” music in the 1950s and lived to see it enjoy renewed world-wide popularity as “lounge music” and “tiki culture,” died last night at his Hawaii-Kai residence, five weeks short of his 94th birthday.
Christina Denny, his daughter and primary care-giver, said that her father “passed peacefully at 9 p.m.” and that he had been “ready to go.” '

February 15th, 2005

12:27 pm: paul weller, please come for dinner on friday and B&B's after by my fake fireplace. you can bring the missus if you'd like, (i suppose), but the kids hafta stay put. i promise to try not to be too inappropriate, (but only in the hopes that I'll get another crack atcha next time you come by).


*hee, typed 'fireplace' as FIRPLACE first time 'round.
makes for a whole different read. (kinda.)
heh heh.

November 10th, 2004

09:07 am: i actually yelled back at my radio yesterday while driving home,(not that thats a first for me, mind you, but it's been awhile...lately i just havent had the energy to do anything other than to slowly shake my head with pity, embarassment and disgust)- but now, yesterday, mr. orin hatch made me blurt, loudly, then bellow and wail for just a short time while pulling onto nine mile...
ammend the f**king constitution to allow for arnold schwartzeneggger(sp?) to run for presidential office in 2004.

(i know, scream away, feels good to let it out, hey?)

time now to go slam my head onto the top of my desk and run along to work -
have a lovely day, all-
the sun is shining here, makes the frost on the grass all sparkly. nice...

October 22nd, 2004

09:45 am: roll away the stone

spent the night at harleys when i guess i shouldve been home fretting or doing something ...meaningful.

yesterday marked three years to the day my dad died, alone, in the early hours at st. joes...well, i'm sure he wasnt alone, but none of us were there...

mom was on her way...did he know?

no matter, i'm sure he does now.

he also knows i'm sorry, i regret, i remember, i treasure him, i forgive, and i miss him and feel him close by

my heart just aches to see you sometimes

October 9th, 2004

10:41 am: tennesee williams sonoma
gorgeous out today -
up early this morning after late night pop-tart induced dreams.
my fabulous siter julie came over at 8:30 as priomised and we drove down the road to pick up a couch i bought from St. Ives rummage sale on my way to work yesterday morn.

got it home, shuffled it into the front room...she said it reminds her of a cottage. i'm happy. thats exactly what i wanted. i'm on my way to some proper nesting again.
for now.

family is just too good. i'm really REALLY blessed.
not always the feel good story of the year, but always a story, and inevitably, always abundant with love. tightly, permanently bound with love.
true for me at least.
i'm very very lucky.

diggin on some steve earle right now and the limitless possiblities of a weekend with few obligations but to my self and my space.
i did tell susan i would help her get some more shrubs planted before tomorrow-so gotta get out there today. nice drive though, and again, the day couldnt be more beautiful and fall-like. after that, it's off to the Redford tonight for 'Cat on a Hot Tin Roof' followed by pie at The Palace. Amy's gonna spend the night tonight - my first guest since i moved in. gotta tidy up a bit and get some stuff hung on the walls...

dear godchild melanie is sufferin with the end of her first relationship...says she needs closure from him...oh, honey...
i called her to offer an ear. she might join us old gals tonight and hopefully she'll be open to hearing my words of hard-earned wisdom on the subject.
to be 21 again...man...

gotta pick up Mabel from Harley today at some point, or maybe he'll let me wait til tomorrow. sure wish he were...gah, i dont know. a man that wouldnt trade in a cat he's had and given a home to and loved for the better part of a year because he didnt want to get cat hair on his new couch. (uh huh.)
very telling. shit, had i only known his 'cat politics' before i got 'romantically' involed with him, wouldve saved me a bit of time, hey?
(it's all about how you treat the cat, honey).

sunshine is calling me -
gotta plant the lavender still. lots of it. also, got an incredible mandevilla vine. gonna see if i can overwinter it in the kitchen and get it to vine around the window. the blooms are amazing. planted one outside my sister cindy's house in austin last year - should be a sweet connection.
what else? uh, hibiscus, butterlfly bush, cat mint, rudbekia...all waiting.

September 26th, 2004

01:30 pm: When?
Harvest for the World
Isley Brothers

Gather everyman, gather everywoman
Celebrate your lives, give thanks for your children
When will there be a harvest for all the people
When will there be a harvest for all the world
Harvest For The World

All babies together, everyone a seed
Half of us are satisfied, half of us in need
Love's bountiful in us, tarnished by our greed
When will there be a harvest for the world

A nation planted, so concerned with gain
As the seasons come and go, greater grows the pain
And far too many feelin' the strain
When will there be a harvest for the world

Gather everyman, gather everywoman
Celebrate your lives, give thanks for your children
Gather everyone, gather all together
Overlooking none, hopin' life gets better for the world

Dress me up for battle, when all I want is peace
Those of us who pay the price, come home with the least
Nation after nation, turning into beast
When will there be a harvest for the world

September 14th, 2004

11:39 pm: hee - lettermans' 'on fire' tonight...gettin a kick outta his monologue as i sit here and peck this out...
in a bit of a funk tonight, (sorry i missed yours, g., was out of town til last night. sounds like youre back in the pink though, real glad of that)-
tried to chat with a long distance pal tonight, a couple of times in fact. just had to claim that i simply wasnt in the mood...just dont feel like talkin to anyone, even though i'm a bit restless, y'know? heres what I'm pretty sure i would like: for us to be just hangin out together, y'know, like in the same space, but not talkin per se...just each doin our thing silently, diggin the company and the comfort of the silence between two good friends. yup, thats what i'd like right about now.
instead, i distract myself with you, and letterman, and thoughts of a busy morning to come,(if I'm lucky), and wondering if this is a headcold comin on, and how much i love my mom and dug our time together 'up north' playin two-handed euchre at the cottage, and how time passes soooo very quickly when you wanna savor it, and how this chick i waited on last night didnt know what asparagus was and how that kind of bummed me out a bit,(and how i tried to describe it so awkwardly)...

did that Target thing tonight. went about a half an hour before closing and was desperately trying to eyeball all of the clearance stuff in all of the departments as they were announcing closing. bah. what was i thinking? again, distraction, thats what i was thinkin. i managed to scoop up a watch (which I came for) and three lampshades, (which i did not).

fuck. whats up with me?



September 2nd, 2004

10:10 pm: barbeque potato chips, a glass of wine and thou...
= hot damn!
from Lost Highway:

Elvis Costello – Monkey To Man in stores 9/21
Elvis Costello’s new album The Delivery Man was recorded in Oxford, MS and produced by Dennis Herring (Modest Mouse, Counting Crows, Buddy Guy & Cracker) and Elvis Costello. Jon Pareles of The New York Times describes the album as: "...the album is steeped in Southern Americana: the gospel-rooted grooves of Memphis soul, touches of pedal steel guitar, Southern-rooted guest singers including Emmylou Harris and Lucinda Williams and the storytelling that Southern soul shares with country music."

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