urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mcintyre mcintyre mcintyre 2005-11-25T16:27:48Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mcintyre:34631 2005-07-26T02:35:40Z 2005-07-26T02:35:40Z the Knitteres are comin, the Knitters are comin!<br /><br />oh dave...you sweet sassy old thing...how i've missed you.<br /><br />come on now...youre makin me blush with that blue talk of yours...<br /><br />alright, just a little bit more, i 'spose...<br /><br />xoxox<br />D. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mcintyre:34155 2005-03-04T20:11:23Z 2005-03-04T20:11:23Z '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. <br />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.” ' urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mcintyre:33974 2005-02-15T17:31:43Z 2005-02-15T17:32:43Z 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).<br /><br />R.S.V.P.<br /><br /><br /><br />*hee, typed 'fireplace' as FIRPLACE first time 'round.<br />makes for a whole different read. (kinda.)<br />heh heh. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mcintyre:33456 2004-11-10T14:10:22Z 2004-11-10T14:10:22Z 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...<br />ammend the f**king constitution to allow for arnold schwartzeneggger(sp?) to run for presidential office in 2004.<br /><br />(i know, scream away, feels good to let it out, hey?)<br /><br />time now to go slam my head onto the top of my desk and run along to work - <br />have a lovely day, all- <br />the sun is shining here, makes the frost on the grass all sparkly. nice... urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mcintyre:33233 2004-10-22T13:53:14Z 2005-06-09T14:54:09Z blah.<br /><br />spent the night at harleys when i guess i shouldve been home fretting or doing something ...meaningful.<br /><br />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...<br /><br />mom was on her way...did he know?<br /><br />no matter, i'm sure he does now.<br /><br /><br />he also knows i'm sorry, i regret, i remember, i treasure him, i forgive, and i miss him and feel him close by <br /><br /><br /><br />my heart just aches to see you sometimes urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mcintyre:32957 2004-10-09T15:04:27Z 2005-11-25T16:26:42Z gorgeous out today - <br />up early this morning after late night pop-tart induced dreams.<br />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. <br /><br />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.<br />for now.<br /><br />family is just too good. i'm really REALLY blessed.<br />not always the feel good story of the year, but always a story, and inevitably, always abundant with love. tightly, permanently bound with love.<br />true for me at least.<br />i'm very very lucky.<br /><br />diggin on some steve earle right now and the limitless possiblities of a weekend with few obligations but to my self and my space.<br />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...<br /><br />dear godchild melanie is sufferin with the end of her first relationship...says she needs closure from him...oh, honey...<br />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. <br />to be 21 again...man...<br /><br />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.)<br />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?<br />(it's all about how you treat the cat, honey).<br /><br /><br />sunshine is calling me - <br />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.<br />what else? uh, hibiscus, butterlfly bush, cat mint, rudbekia...all waiting. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mcintyre:32654 2004-09-26T17:31:39Z 2005-11-25T16:27:48Z Harvest for the World<br />Isley Brothers<br /><br />Gather everyman, gather everywoman<br />Celebrate your lives, give thanks for your children<br />When will there be a harvest for all the people<br />When will there be a harvest for all the world<br />Harvest For The World<br /><br />All babies together, everyone a seed<br />Half of us are satisfied, half of us in need<br />Love's bountiful in us, tarnished by our greed<br />When will there be a harvest for the world<br /><br />A nation planted, so concerned with gain<br />As the seasons come and go, greater grows the pain<br />And far too many feelin' the strain<br />When will there be a harvest for the world<br /><br />Gather everyman, gather everywoman<br />Celebrate your lives, give thanks for your children<br />Gather everyone, gather all together<br />Overlooking none, hopin' life gets better for the world<br /><br />Dress me up for battle, when all I want is peace<br />Those of us who pay the price, come home with the least<br />Nation after nation, turning into beast<br />When will there be a harvest for the world urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mcintyre:32265 2004-09-15T03:50:15Z 2004-09-15T03:50:15Z hee - lettermans' 'on fire' tonight...gettin a kick outta his monologue as i sit here and peck this out...<br />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)-<br />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.<br />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)...<br /><br />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).<br /><br />fuck. whats up with me?<br />fun-key.<br /><br /><br />super <br />fun<br />key<br /><br /><br />medi<br />cate<br />me urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mcintyre:32166 2004-09-03T02:10:57Z 2005-11-25T16:06:02Z = hot damn!<br />from Lost Highway: <br /><br /><i>Elvis Costello – Monkey To Man in stores 9/21<br />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." </i> urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mcintyre:31881 2004-08-17T14:48:38Z 2004-08-17T14:51:42Z for the record, i love black cherry yogurt.<br /><br />beautiful day. gotta go prune geraldines hemlock. it'll be an adventure, as she likes to chat. shes a birmingham widow, (not that birmingham is deceased, mind you, but also not that that would be such a bad thing)- the other week while i was wrapping things up, she asks me whether she should expect me the following day to finish up a couple of things. says she needed to know whether she should wait around for me at the house, or just go to Nordstrom Rack.<br /><br />good lord.<br /><br /><br /><br />I should have to make such decisions.<br /><br />no, really, i should.<br /><br /><br />instead, i get twisted over which shade of pink, (yes, pink) to paint the bathroom, and how i might better juggle my time to actually get to my own yard so the place no longer looks abandoned.<br /><br />so i did pop a stitch. no big deal though, i think they've all done their job by now, and should be comin out whenever i can get myself to the clinic - plus, the areas's starting to itch, so thats a good thing, right? it's healing...(talkin index finger here, nothing major, but it was a helluva slice).<br /><br />slow last night at the restaurant, and for some reason i was a bit uncomfortable in my own skin...feel sooo tired and am sure I'm looking it. <br />the grosse pointe party tossed a nice tip at me, and i was happy to have it - maybe this bedraggled look is workin after all.<br /><br />gotta clean out the garage so i can park the honda in it - looks like shes healthier than i thought,(which is good news and bad, somehow)- just a faulty relay. will pick it up today after an oil change and figure out whats next. i sooo like the idea of having two cars, but who the hell do i think i am? of course, it's not like ones a Land Rover and the other a Mercedes fercryinoutloud.<br /><br />gotta go - so not interesting. i promise that the stuff i'm thinking often is more substantial than this...but definatley not always. <br /><br />bah...it is what it is.<br /><br /><br /><br />relax and breathe, girl... urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mcintyre:30858 2004-07-23T14:39:21Z 2004-07-23T14:39:21Z bush is in town and i'm listening to a live simulcast of his yapping gob as he addresses the urban league downtown.<br />he's crackin jokes and greasin' em up good...<br /><br />the right reverend jesse jackson is in the ranks.<br /><br />good<br /><br />lord urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mcintyre:30690 2004-07-16T12:59:24Z 2004-07-17T04:27:10Z crosby thought i was pretty "harsh" in my treatment of the guest in my last whining post...or maybe he thought the whole post was harsh...nor really sure now, but am feeling like i do a fair amount of bitching here. <br />dont really want to go that route with this thing, or with my thoughts overall, so am going to try to be more mindful of it...<br /><br />(looks like it's back to strangling kittens) urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mcintyre:30286 2004-07-15T14:56:10Z 2005-11-25T16:21:34Z it's so beautiful outside this morning -<br />just a thought though, i'm pretty sure that gas lawnmowers should be banned. well, at least banned from operating before noon - and yeah, banned altogether. having said that, i do get a bit of a kick out of mowing with 'em. (ah the power...),but still, NOISY and stinky and generally unpleasant.(talkin about the mower here, kids).<br /><br />old fashioned, sweat operated push mowers, please. <br /><br />worked into the WEE wee hours last night. so not right for a wednesday night. the entire restaurant was cleared except for a deuce that was GUMMING their food, and all they had was a bloody side salad and a chicken breast, TO SPLIT. they sat and chatted, eating PAINFULLY slowly as i stared with seething hatred. no that didnt seem to hasten them. actually, i cleaned and did the closing work and prepared to be making my exit by 1am, 1:30 at the latest, i figured.<br /><br />wrong.<br /><br />four folks came wandering in about a quarter to one, saw that there were still tables open in the now closed dining room (the bloody chairs were up on the rest of the tables in the back of the room, just not surrounding the last diners)- and decided that they would like to sit there instead of at the very empty bar, so they could chat.<br /><br />completely filled with contempt, yet wearing my best passive aggressive 'i'm happy to serve you' waitress smile, i brought them their drinks. one guy whined for food, but i happily informed him the kitchen was beyond closed, (at midnight, thanks), and that in fact, the cook and chef were long gone. he then proceeded to put on a pout to challenge the most sullen of two year olds. <br />tell it to your mamma, baby boy, i'm not havin it.<br /><br />i returned to my post at the bar, makin small talk with bernie and taking crap from the bartender. <br />the sniveler from the table, who was kind of on the handsome side, made another attempt for grub, this time seeking me out as i was cleaning, to ask for 'bar snacks' or just "something". <br /><br />"uh...no. sorry." <br />(again, the power.)<br /><br />no, really, we dont have bloody BAR SNACKS at union street, so you can just stop that silly talk right now.<br />-and, as rondo so astutely pointed out, "...we want them to leave."<br /><br />long story short, they cashed out with me at 2:40am.<br /><br />TWO-FORTY-A-YEM !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br /><br /><br />they left me NINE BUCKS.<br />passive aggressive smile and everything, and still, nine bucks. <br /><br />should i have given weepy boy some chips and salsa? maybe.<br />should his friends who he was drinking with, who were obviously locals while he and his pal were in town visiting from cali, (just a bit o' converstaion dippin, picked up while serving them their booze), have been more concerned about this mans hunger - YES, i think so. they shouldve been thoughtful enough to offer to go somewhere to get food for the poor schmuck, instead of ordering two more rounds after his first denied request.<br />yeesh.<br /><br />WHY do i care so bloody much??<br /><br /><br />wore the chucks as i always do on mon. and weds. night. those fuckers just arent meant to be worn for a flippin TEN HOUR shift. my feet were twisted, i tell ya. <br /><br />nine bucks.<br /><br />(not to sound ungrateful here to any of you who have never been in the service industry.)<br /><br />wait a minute...<br />to hell with any of you who have never been in the service industry. you should all burn in hell anyway.<br /><br />fingers are numb, and poison ivy is showing up in the usual places, wrist, inside of elbow, knee...<br />probably feeds off of my hostility. gonna hafta turn that around, hey?<br />uh huh.<br /><br />i got chicken for dinner! amish even.<br />and fresh red pepper and fancy pear 'INFUSED' balsamic vinegar, and organic greens. <br />who could be unhappy with a tasty treat like that awaitin ya at the end of your work day?<br />alright, it's kind of weak, but its makes me happy...fridge has been empty for a long loooong time. <br /><br />oh - and while i was busy tellin skippy the kitchen was closed and waitin for them to swill back round three long after two, i made myself a turkey sandwich for my lunch today.<br /><br />so, who wants to mulch with me today?<br />i'm drivin!!<br /><br />xoD.<br /><br /><br />***just kidding about that burning in hell thing.<br />you should'nt ALL burn in hell. <br />just some of you.<br /><br />xox urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mcintyre:30049 2004-07-13T17:19:39Z 2005-11-25T16:14:36Z looks like i'm headin to vegas this weekend - <br />wow. will be there til wednesday in fact. <br />goodgawd.<br /><br />my life is not my own.<br />please come and claim this whoever you are.<br />(whomever??)<br /><br />GREATLY looking forward to El Sombrero and driving into the scorching heat of the desert <br />won't be there for Firday night at Pogos, (and i think we all know any other night is just NOT the same.)<br /><br />beer will be drunk<br />pool will be swum<br />heart will be happy urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mcintyre:29850 2004-07-10T22:22:54Z 2004-07-10T22:22:54Z my quiz has disappeared.<br />whats the fashizzle, izzle?<br /><br />this is what i get when i go i search of:<br /><br />'Error<br />No such entry.'<br /><br />anyone know why how come?<br />last two updates went away, bye-bye.<br />hrmph. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mcintyre:29299 2004-07-01T14:33:00Z 2004-07-01T14:45:45Z oh whyyyyyyyyy do i NEED to buy the pretty aprons, WHY???!!!!!!!!<br /><br />popped into the thrift last night to find a cool top for schlepping in, (walking into the kitchen at the restaurant is like entering a blazing inferno...i have NO idea how those poor guys do it, standing in front of the grill and stove for HOURS...gah.)(fuck it, crackers anyone?)<br /><br />my quick stop cost me twenty bucks, but i came away with two fabulous old gals, (vintage sleeveless cotton tops, love em)-a couple of others, not so old but still swell, a HUGE score on 4 panels of gloriously sheer white cotton blend curtains, nice and long, and of course, an incredibly 'darling' little apron done up in a sweet old fabric loaded with tiny violets and finished in thin purple edging. <br />had to put back two other aprons just to prove to myself that i could.<br />what *is* this sickness????<br />(still thinking i might have to go back for em though, as one was a pinafore type, and the other the sweetest little girls apron.)<br />(please. kill. me.)<br /><br />uh, so, do you think it's time i went back to school...or SOMETHING??!!<br /><br />have reached a point this week where i dont want to garden, even a little bit. want to sleep, lounge on the porch swing with an old book, drink lots of icy cold beer, go get a soak and a pedicure, romp in the sack for hours, listen to bobby darin albums, learn to speak italian (fluently), go for a long bike ride, run through the woods, laugh til my sides hurt, eat movie popcorn<br /><br />still have so much work on the 'new' house....i keep BUYING paint but not painting. <br />feh.<br /><br />a woman i'm working with is ordering six yards of compost to be delivered tomorrow. <br />should be a fun weekend.<br /><br />i want my old couch back. <br />steve had a dodgy 'partner' at the shop last year that claimed he owed him some dough. when the relationship ended, he helped himself to some things while steve was away, one of them being my great old couch that i lugged back from vegas out of pure love for the thing. <br />it was too huge (like over six ft. long) and heavy (had a hide-a-bed) for me to get it up the winding stairs to my flat, so steve was storing it for me. i'd made mutterings about selling it to this guy when he had asked about it, but hadnt agreed on a price and such. <br />now that i'm moving into a house, i'd sooo love to have it. <br />i think i may be s.o.l., but it's worth a try - gonna call him this weekend. i suck at this sort of thing...not sure if it's an assertiveness thing or what, but whatever it is, i suck at it. <br /><br />i'm GREAT at seething and carrying a grudge, however. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mcintyre:29040 2004-06-27T16:56:18Z 2004-06-27T16:56:18Z went to see patti smith friday night downtown -<br />she was soooo great.<br /><br />that voice!<br />jumped in the wayback machine and enjoyed the hell out of the ride....swayed in remembrance and drank 'Rebel' beer out of a BIG ol' botle - god love it<br /><br />i wore these boots - high heeled, super-pointy 'rock n roll' boots...<br />have only wornm them a couple of times and was fellin like i wanted to be girly and stompy in my pointy boots and all...<br /><br />those fuckin boots.<br /><br />two days later and the pain still lingers.<br /><br />ah but what a GORGEOUS sunday full of possibilities and the sweet sounds of John Hiatt won't cure... urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mcintyre:28792 2004-06-24T15:26:13Z 2004-06-24T15:31:35Z such a beautiful morning!!<br /><br />got in late from work, sipped a half a glass of wine thinkin it would help knock me out when i got home...as if i needed help. showered and cuddled up in the cozy chair to see what was on AMC in the wee hours and that was that. woke this morning witha stiff neck and lovely morning light streaming through the curtains...off to bed -<br /><br />needing a pick me up to accompany the coffee, i've been hurriedly rummaging through my ancient cd's and popped on The Beautiful South - perfect. like havin 'a cuppa' with an old friend youre so happy to see again...<br /><br />workin for kevin today. <br />he's NUTS.<br /><br />i cant tell you how absolutely done i am with fuckincrazypeople. done done done. done like dinner.<br />no more of your koo-koo, please. keep your crazy to yourself. (i got plenty of my own, thanks.)<br /><br />so hoping i can do some mental trickery with myself and become more 'open to the adventure' (blah blah blah) and see them as "delightful diversions" to my day, as a good pal of mine who seems pretty mentally well adjusted seems to be able to do. (instead of wanting to give them a spade to the face and stomp their crazy asses into the dirt.)<br />(too harsh?...yeah, i guess.)<br /><br />note to crazy people: please, only do the drugs that make you a shiny happy person. leave the phychotic, seething, angry-making stuff alone. dig? thanks.<br /><br /><br />oh detroit...<br />could you be the source of my unsettled mental state? <br />if only it were that simple to point to, hey?<br />(but yes, i'm sorry, you are responsible for a fair part of it. so, damn you to hell...)<br />(again.)<br /><br />watched a minute or two of the fireworks last night out in front of union street, standing in Woodward with the rest of humanity. for a half a second it was cool, then it was just really strange. like looking at a scene in a movie that was shot low budget. <br />i love fireworks - the great big boomers...love being right under the action, with the gut busting sound, the ashes from the blast falling like so many stars and the smell...<br /><br />it was nothing like that last night.<br /><br />last night nine people were shot down at Hart Plaza, down there where 'the action' was...<br /><br />saw the police cars fly by past the front windows on their way down there while schlepping food to the endless stream of tables.<br /><br />detroit, man...such an angry city.<br /><br />gotta fly - <br /><br />see? no call from harley...and it bothers me. <br />WHY? <br />drag. <br /><br />jane, get me off this crazy thing. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mcintyre:27830 2004-05-27T20:01:02Z 2004-05-27T20:01:02Z Aspen, baby!<br /><br />thats right, thats where my ass'ben - <br />still got another week of mountain, forest paradise to go...<br /><br />sooo incredibly beautiful here. who knew? (other than the fabulously rich and terminally blonde, of course.)<br /><br />hiking my can off and lovin it.<br />today it was to the top of the Ute Trail and beyond, (over 10,000 ft) in the hopes of catching the gondola back down. decided to be nice and pace with my sister though, so never made it all the way...God bless her, she really worked it - but i'll make another pilgrimmage on my own tomorrow morn.<br /><br />yesterday it was hiking the rio grande trail and lunch at woody creek tavern,(SOOO swell)- hunter s. hangs out on occasion as he apparently lives nearby. i'd hang out there too if i could...yup, i'd actually 'hang out' somewhere. really.<br /><br />okay - gotta go fill my belly full of chips and beer...happy hour approacheth...("it's five-o-clock somewhere.")<br /><br />love to you all-<br />D. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mcintyre:27214 2004-05-21T14:34:46Z 2004-05-21T14:34:46Z Good monring, world- <br />what a fantastic thunder storm last night! see? falling asleep in front of the telly does eventually pay off. I woke in the dark to a fuzzy screen, and the briliant blast of lightening popping like flashbulbs through my front room windows - wonderful...<br />(mind you, i also woke with lots of cocoa crispies nestled on my belly, (sexaaay)- as i was indulgin in some healthy late night munchin before passing out.) ah yes, the joys of being single. (it's actually pretty cool!)<br /><br />got some bad aches and pains that just arent conducive to this work i've chosen. not really conducive to anything at all, come to think of it. could be the startings of carpal tunnel or some tendinitis. H-U-G-E drag, but not the end of the world, i 'spose. (so rest easy, y'all.) right knee is is feelin it too. all i can think to do is get on ibuprofen and put down the damn shovel for a few days. that kinda sucks though, and my other gig is schelppin food, so neither one is really an option -<br />guess this vacation may be more timely than i thought after all.<br />hate leaving right now though, i TRULY do. it's AWFUL timing. EVERYTHING is going on right now, and I've more work than i can keep up with. will be running to catch up when i get back.<br /><br />Where to, you ask? why Aspen, of course!<br /><br />gah! gotta go!!<br />why didnt you tell me it was 10:30?????!!!!!!!!!!<br />FFS!! <br /><br />have a beautiful day, dolls!!<br />xox urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mcintyre:27132 2004-05-20T06:08:14Z 2004-05-20T06:08:14Z What will you do when the war is over, tender comrade<br />When we lay down our weary guns<br />When we return home to our wives and families<br />And look into the eyes of our sons<br />What will you say of the bond we had, tender comrade<br />Will you say that we were brave<br />As the shells fell all around us<br />Or that we wept and cried for our mothers<br />And cursed our fathers<br />For forgetting that all men are brothers<br /><br />Will you say that we were heroes<br />Or that fear of dying among strangers<br />Tore our innocence and false shame away<br />And from that moment on deep in my heart i knew<br />That i would only give my life for love<br /><br />Brothers in arms in each other arms<br />Was the only time that i was not afraid<br />What will you do when the war is over, tender comrade<br />When we cast off these khaki clothes<br />And go our separate ways<br />What will you say of the bond we had<br />Tender comrade<br /> -- Billy Bragg urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mcintyre:26686 2004-05-07T14:13:45Z 2004-05-07T14:22:42Z ugh - i was so sore after work yesterday, like an old woman, i swear...but i'm thinking i really need to stop reinforcing that thought, that whole, 'old woman' thing i keep pushin, startin to really feel and think like one, and thats nothing i'm in a hurry for...unless i'm one of the really cool old chicks, which is what i plan on being, y'know?<br /><br />speaking of which, i've had the grand pleasure of meeting two such really cool old chicks while working this yard that i've taken on.<br />oh man, i've got <i>such </i>the fabulous gig - renovating an old landscape at this house thats been overgrown for <i>at least</i> twenty years or more. every day reveals a new treasure there, and i <i>always</i> hate wrapping it up when i have to zip off to my other gigs...this came to me as such a gift, i swear...crazy, hey?<br /><br />an aquaintance owns the house, well actually, a 'regular', (rather an 'irregular', as i affectionately call them), who i know from Union Street from a million years back...<br />he's a real piece of work to be sure. total aging pretty boy. it's all about the shoes...to which he admits to having like 75 pair or something...i remember him as a bit of a drunk, and more than a bit of a playboy. always had a young hottie on his arm, but none were as pretty as him, y'know? <br /><br />he had this james dean thing goin, but with this dark black wavy hair and blue, blue eyes...he's always so serious with the knotted brow and intense demeanor...'course now i just think he's kinda lonely and i feel just a wee sorry for/intrigued by his thing, whatever it is, (but i'm happy to say i'm waaaay more into the house and gardens than him. hallelujah)-i mean i dont know, the whole long stares thing, being so 'deep', just kinda silly...<br />seems he's become a bit of a loner in his older years-(36!), and kinda loves the fact that this old house is all kind of hidden from the road behind years of spindling grape vine and overgrowth. <br /><br />each day i'm there, i'm slowly chipping away and sculpting and clearing and cutting and shaping and molding and playing and gently making the place look warm and loved again...i think about the folks that worked to make this incredible landscape years and years ago, and how they must have loved the place and doing this...i'm channelling, baby, always channelling the love back to the soil. (too kooky? yeah, maybe, but i do think about them while I work, and kind of talk to them and try to hear them and imagine what these places must have been like 'back in the day'...the parties they've seen, the strolls through the yard, running dogs, music wafting from the house, angry words in the driveway, tinkering in the garage, planting spring bulbs, sitting out on hot nights drinking beer...i like to think that it's my way of giving respect as i work their old gardens that they no doubt loved, and of being in touch in my own way with the past...and at the same time, with where i am right at this moment, y'know? (hmmm...maybe too out there, hey? sorry...)<br /><br />anyhoo - while doing just that the other day, not one, but <i> two</i> of the sweetest old babes from this neighborhood, drove by and stopped me. each time i walked slowly out to their cars stopped in the middle of the street, pulling off gloves to take their hands in greeting - - the first, margaret, told me of how she used to come over to the house as a young girl to pick lilacs from the yard because the trees were absolutely everywhere... then there was lina, who drove by about three times honking her horn before finally stopping with husband in tow...she had her hair set with pins, (pin-curls! i was in heaven)-she said in thick italian accent how she used to love to come over and walk around the place because it reminded her of "the old country"...gotta love that. she was like, "i live right over there, see? i see you working out here, and sometimes your husband, (please), and i think it's so nice. i'm so happy!"..."if you need to borrow anything, just come by"...<br />doesnt get much better than that i tell ya. <br /><br />mind you, kevin wasnt too thrilled when i told him ...<br /><br />geeze. such an old man.<br /><br /><br />i'm hoping the lilacs have opened up.<br />will clip some for margaret and leave them for her... urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mcintyre:26127 2004-04-20T13:48:21Z 2004-04-20T13:48:21Z well you can all relax now, i've taken the bullet for ya... i seem to have come across absolutely ALL of the new crop of spring poison ivy out there...thats right, greedily soaking up every last itchy bit and selfishly spreading it all over my arms, legs, and now CHEST (!) - so there...none for you. nice, hey?<br /><br />now get out there and garden, dammit!<br /><br />*(i know, super crappy post for onw thats looooong overdue...but again, am ever lurking and thinking about y'all...'specially you, paularubia...will be sending something on soon)<br />love comin atcha, kids-<br />D. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mcintyre:25632 2004-03-10T13:39:44Z 2004-03-10T13:39:44Z <a href="http://www.bonnaroo.com/swf-txt/base.html">http://www.bonnaroo.com/swf-txt/base.html</a><br /><br />but three days without a shower? ....hmmmm urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mcintyre:25556 2004-01-30T20:41:25Z 2004-01-30T20:41:25Z and heaven knows i'm miserable now.<br /><br />(heh heh.)