Sunday, May 28, 2006
Monday, May 22, 2006
I Got Licked by the 'Bell
They came, they drank, they played...boy did they play...and I of course was there right in the thick of it, camera in hand...and there was more cowbell than Mr. Walkin would know what to do with...
White Cowbell Oklahoma tore Foggy Notions a new one lastnight. It looked a bit grim when we arrived at the bar...just us and the band sitting around watching Edmonton clean the Ducks clock. I was concerned that it would be yet another disappointing turn out....it was Sunday night after all...and this is the Sault...
By midnight, the bar was pretty full and the Sheriff emerged from the fog to taunt us, riffle aimed skyward and bull whip at his side. The music started and I did not stop shooting....173 pics later and here I am to share a few with you....
...the sheriff and his bell...
...keeping all the stage names straight proved too difficult for me in my drunken state, but i think there's a bubba and a cousin with no name in this photo somewhere...
...grinder meets bell with spectacular results...
...hollis is fun...
...clem liked carrie's underware...'nuff said...
...chainsaw charlie/the sheriff and clem thought i was tasty...
The show was way too fun although I expressed my disappointment at the lack of chainsaw and cock rag action to the band. They offered to give me a private cock rag demonstration if I accompanied them back to their hotel, to which I replied, "I'm pretty sure my husband may have an issue or two with that." So, alas, no cock rags for me...
White Cowbell Oklahoma tore Foggy Notions a new one lastnight. It looked a bit grim when we arrived at the bar...just us and the band sitting around watching Edmonton clean the Ducks clock. I was concerned that it would be yet another disappointing turn out....it was Sunday night after all...and this is the Sault...
By midnight, the bar was pretty full and the Sheriff emerged from the fog to taunt us, riffle aimed skyward and bull whip at his side. The music started and I did not stop shooting....173 pics later and here I am to share a few with you....
...the sheriff and his bell...
...keeping all the stage names straight proved too difficult for me in my drunken state, but i think there's a bubba and a cousin with no name in this photo somewhere...
...grinder meets bell with spectacular results...
...hollis is fun...
...clem liked carrie's underware...'nuff said...
...chainsaw charlie/the sheriff and clem thought i was tasty...
The show was way too fun although I expressed my disappointment at the lack of chainsaw and cock rag action to the band. They offered to give me a private cock rag demonstration if I accompanied them back to their hotel, to which I replied, "I'm pretty sure my husband may have an issue or two with that." So, alas, no cock rags for me...
Saturday, May 06, 2006
Me 'n Mike
So...here it is ...fianlly...the picture of Mike Ness and Myself after the Toronto show, October 2006...
...right after the picture was shot, I turned to Mr. Ness and asked, "You made the tough guy face, didn't you?" to which he replied, "Of course." Good God, he is one coooool mother fucker...I love him...and Rob's cool with that....really...in fact, I'm pretty sure Rob has a man-crush on Mr. Ness...
...and here is me and Danny McGough...as he signed my set list on the windshield of a smart car...
...he's the keyboard player and back up singer (of many) for Soacial Distortion...I met the rest of the band as well, but no one was around to take a snap shot...bummer...
...there's always next time..and there WILL be a next time...trust me...
...right after the picture was shot, I turned to Mr. Ness and asked, "You made the tough guy face, didn't you?" to which he replied, "Of course." Good God, he is one coooool mother fucker...I love him...and Rob's cool with that....really...in fact, I'm pretty sure Rob has a man-crush on Mr. Ness...
...and here is me and Danny McGough...as he signed my set list on the windshield of a smart car...
...he's the keyboard player and back up singer (of many) for Soacial Distortion...I met the rest of the band as well, but no one was around to take a snap shot...bummer...
...there's always next time..and there WILL be a next time...trust me...
Wednesday, May 03, 2006
Does This Blog Make Me Look Fat?
Following my usual late evening routine, I fell asleep the other night on my couch in front of the TV. Stirring a couple of hours later, I was rudely and abruptly forced into reality by an obnoxious infomercial about the latest weight loss/exercise DVD...a new fad much like the forgotten Plates, Tai Bo and Jazzersise.
Much too tired to actually get up and go to bed, I watched through the fog as people professed the miracle that is "Turbo Jam". Apparently you can burn up to 1000 calories an hour with this program "and lose up to 10 lbs and 10 inches a week in as little as 20 minutes a day!" Wow. "For only 3 equal payments of $19.95, you can have the body you've always wanted." Sure.
I watched a while longer, the before and after pictures of the program's success stories...the horrible, obese, disgusting before pictures and the beautiful, trim and fit after pictures. Jenny lost 65lbs and 10 inches from her waste. She went from a size 12 to a size 3.
Say that again? That horrid looking woman in the before picture was a size 12? BULLSHIT. I'm a size 12!
Now I was fully awake and fully pissed off. Size 12 is not fat, nor is being a size 12 cause for concern. Marilyn Monroe peaked at a size 16 in the 1950's. Due to changes in sizing standards over the years, that would be about a size 12 today...keep in mind, she was only 5' 5" tall...
Anyone trying to tell me being a size 12 warrants a strict (and expensive) exercise program to shed unwanted pounds can suck my ass.
'Nuff said.
Much too tired to actually get up and go to bed, I watched through the fog as people professed the miracle that is "Turbo Jam". Apparently you can burn up to 1000 calories an hour with this program "and lose up to 10 lbs and 10 inches a week in as little as 20 minutes a day!" Wow. "For only 3 equal payments of $19.95, you can have the body you've always wanted." Sure.
I watched a while longer, the before and after pictures of the program's success stories...the horrible, obese, disgusting before pictures and the beautiful, trim and fit after pictures. Jenny lost 65lbs and 10 inches from her waste. She went from a size 12 to a size 3.
Say that again? That horrid looking woman in the before picture was a size 12? BULLSHIT. I'm a size 12!
Now I was fully awake and fully pissed off. Size 12 is not fat, nor is being a size 12 cause for concern. Marilyn Monroe peaked at a size 16 in the 1950's. Due to changes in sizing standards over the years, that would be about a size 12 today...keep in mind, she was only 5' 5" tall...
Anyone trying to tell me being a size 12 warrants a strict (and expensive) exercise program to shed unwanted pounds can suck my ass.
'Nuff said.
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