NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!

Canada just got eliminated from Olympic Men's hockey...lost against Russia about two minutes ago...no medal for us at all...how does this happen?...we're freakin' Canada for cryin' in the sink!! I'm sad...

...some STUFF and a few THINGS...

Winter blows goats. And this city's snow removal team blows the biggest, evilest goats of them all. Not once this winter have they cut the banks back from the stretch of Wellington Street upon which I live. If you want to seriously risk life and limb, try backing out of my driveway...it's a rush!

Now for something completely different...

In music news, I have discovered my new favourite band.
Living Things. I saw a video of theirs on "The Wedge" about a week ago and said "Holy shit these guys are awesome!" I then downloaded a few more tunes and fell in love. After visiting their website I was hooked. Go there. Go there now! I now own the CD and it has taken up permanent residence in my CD changer. If you take Iggy Pop, Sloan and the Killers and smoosh them all together, you get Living Things...very cool...

Also in music,
Magneta Lane's new album has just been released in North America. These hot babes are gonna be huge and the album is awesome. I think I purchased the last copy at CD Plus, but go on a hunt for it...you will not be disappointed.

Pandora. Have I told you about Pandora yet? I have been trying my darndest to spread the word about Pandora. It's an on-line music station...but it's much much more than that. You basicly create your own radio stations...like having your own personal DJ. Enter the name of a band or song you like and Pandora will find other music with similar sounds and styles to play. You then give each song a thumbs up or thumbs down and soon you have created your ultimate station...it's VERY cool and a great way to discover music and bands you may not have otherwise heard about. To register, you have to be a resident of the US...it will ask you for a Zip Code...just enter the one for Sault Michigan and you're all good...49783...have fun and you're welcome...

In local music news......

...the Speakeasy...be there and throw bras at the boys...they like that...come and marvel at the new skinny Mr. West...witness the continuing battle of who is a side project to whom...be amazed at the drummer who can drink a beer faster than a speeding bullet...it's a freak show not to be missed!!

Unfortunately, I will miss it...I will be playing the part of bar wench that evening at LopLops...type-casting be damned!

...also, Mr. Mark Kunsti will be doing a solo gig at the Downbeat Lounge this Thursday evening. I believe he also sent me a poster but I accidently deleted it from my e-mail...sorry dude...my bad... Mark has a smooth sweet voice like butter and he always plays "Eat My Brain" for me...thanks Mark! Maybe Lord Pugh will show up and they can do "Silver Water"...possibly the greatest local country song DLP doesn't remember writing...

This Friday night at the Downbeat Lounge,
Controller Controller will be performing once again. If you missed them the last time, this is your chance to see an amazing band that is sure to go big. (their music can be found on Pandora, which I thought was pretty cool...) High energy, multi-talented and a lot of freakin' fun!! And you can definitely dance to it... I will be playing the roll of video assistant to Mr. Dan Nystedt that evening...a roll I would love to have permanently. See y'all there!

Finally, this Sunday evening get ready to rock out with your cock out!...the
Ultimate Power Duo will be performing at the Downbeat Lounge. With obvious influences like the Ramones and Spinal Tap, a good time is unavoidable. Raise a glass and a fist to the Ultimate power Duo!!

Nar-Nar!...for the last time...promise...

Thus begins the final installment of my Dominican tour in pictures...then I will stop boasting and get on with my life...promise...


This was at the country house/ranch/farm/whatever it was...Sandro said this was typically how the average Dominican person lived, although this particular family did a bit better than most because a few of these tours stopped at their house and bought their products...I'm sure the tour company kicked in a couple of bucks as well...


The kitchen...that blue seemed to be a very common colour down there for houses and such...the home had natural gas and electricity, but no running water. A very large percentage of homes have natural gas, a lot have electricity but the running water seems to be the issue. As we entered the home, Sandro said Dominican people are extremely clean even though the general impression by outsiders is that it is a dirty country..."If you want to know what kind of person someone is, look at how clean their house is" he said, I think trying to dispel the idea that these people and others like them are "lower class"...the house was spotless...


This family grew coconuts, mangos, sweet lemons, pineapples, coffee, bananas, cocoa, oregano and aloe vera...they also raised roosters...that's coming up in just a minute...I think I saw a goat or two hangin' around as well...that's a cocoa tree posing with Sandro...

We got to sample most of it...I have never tasted cocoa or coffee even close to what we had there...WOW! is all I can say...and fruit so fresh and delicious it pinched me on the butt...


Yep...that's a cock fight...I said "cock" (teehee)...apparently it is a very lucrative business down there, perfectly legal and a good cock (teehee) sells for around $1000.00 US. Renegging on a cock (teehee) fight bet results in a fate worse than death...shame and dishonour...
They wash the cocks (teehee) in rum to toughen the skin...Weird...
This battle was not to the death and only lasted about 5 minutes, but it was cool none the less...


This is the view of the mountains from the ranch where we ate a lunch of beans and rice, BBQed pork and bread...YUMMMM! We also went horseback riding...I got bit on the leg by the asshole horse the Greek lady was riding...OUCH!!...then he tried another two or three times to get me...that horse was a dick head...maybe he thought I has an apple...I am pretty fuckin' sweet...

We hung out there for a bit looking at the alligators, flamingos, various other birds and the terrified monkey in the cage...oh yeah...and the really sad sickly looking dogs...

I found my favourite souvenir there...a really gnarley piece of beach glass that I will be making into a pendant...I love free....


That's Dave in the thick of the school children feeding frenzy of candy...they completely surrounded and ambushed the truck, their tiny hands reaching in and grabbing at us like something out of a nightmare...it was CRAZY...a lot of the people on the tour brought candy to hand out...I forgot mine at the resort but I did bring school supplies and they loved it..."A mi, a mi, Senora, a mi!" they would scream, meaning "to me". I did end up buying a bag of candy at the store behind Dave and tried to hand the sweets out in an orderly fashion, making sure to get to the really little ones but by the time my hand got down to them it was always empty.

Off to the side, Rob and Sandro were discussing the situation. This practice used to bother Sandro a great deal until he remembered what it was like when he was young and his uncle would visit from New York and bring him candy. Sandro and the driver let this craziness go on for a bit and then they would step in and chill things out...the kids always listened to them and order was returned...


On the ride back to the main truck loading place (I talk good English, eh?) Sandro spent most of the journey asleep in the front of the truck...he was a bit hung over, I think...it seems the local baseball team won some sort of National championship and the whole town celebrated...very loudly...we could hear the ruckus at the resort...

The gang in the back of the truck did not mind...we emptied the beer cooler thanks to the French guy who was a champ at opening beer bottles with a lighter...VIVE LA FRANCE!!

The excursion and the beautiful wedding made going into debt toally worth while. The resort was beautiful and awesome and fun, but I am so happy we got to see the real Dominican Republic. I would do it again in a heart beat.

Now for a few more general fun photos of high jinx and stuff...


...not there 4 hours yet and drunk already...Graeme is the champ...


...at the swim up bar...of course...


...best bed buddies in the lobby bar...


...me with a monkey on my back...uh, shoulder...


...three fingers at the buffet bar...Rob, Donna and Dave...


Kelvin...Jay's Spanish teacher and bartender and friend to all...


...Speedo Steve-O and the Princess...


...my God we were happy to be there!

More Dominican Tid-Bits

I'll say it again...oh so hard to express in words just how cool it was to be in the tropics, donning a bathing suit and swimming in the ocean in the middle of January. For me. Toronto was exotic, so being so close to the equater was a thrill. Here are some more pix and notes...


Rob, Dave and I took a day long tour of the country side the day following the wedding. The first stop was a HUGE sugar cane field...I mean it was ginormous! We drove through it for almost an hour...acres and acres of sugar cane...they let us sample raw sugar cane as Sandro, our guide, explained the history, cultivation and economic relavance of the sugar cane industry...quite interesting. After eating the sugar cane, Sandro then went on to discuss the production of Rum, during which we consumed a large portion of said liquid form of sugar cane...it was 9:30 in the morning and I had a serious buzz going on...


That's Sandro riding the back of the truck with a few local children who had hitched a ride in the hopes of getting some candy. There were kids at every speed bump...the truck had to slow down at these spots, so they would hang out there so the tourist would throw candy to them.


Our next stop was the Cigar Museum where we were given a shot of Mamajuana, an absolutely mouth watering combination of dried, cured roots and herbs steeped in a mixture of rum, red wine and honey. We drank A LOT of Mamajuana on this vacation...they call it the Dominican Viagra...hummmm.

Pictured above is a typical Dominican butcher shop. We passed through a lot of small villages and towns during our tour and these were everywhere. Sandro said that a lot of tourists are grossed out by the meat just hanging there...they eat it every day and he said if we ate it it would not make us sick...it was all in our heads...would you risk it?


...same butcher shop...one pig, two heads...'nuff said...


On the way to a typical country farm, we saw some AMAZING scenery. The ride was long, rough, dusty and hot and I LOVED every minute of it! What a beautiful country. Passing through some of the villages was difficult...a lot of these people are so poor it would break your heart. I got stabbed with pangs of guilt as Johnny Rottens voice echoed in my head..."You shouldn't holiday in other people's misery"...


I wanted to scoop up all the children and take them home with me...

On this note, I will sign off. Time to return to reality and get shit done. More to come soon so stay tuned folks!

FINALLY....some notes on the trip....

Yes, I know....

We've been back for almost two weeks now and I haven't written anything about the trip to the Dominican. Sorry 'bout that. The thing is, I was in the Dominican for about two hours when I completely forgot it was winter and I had climatized to the heat and humidity....I still have not re-climatized to the cold and snow...this place SUCKS ass...at least in the winter...

It is almost impossible to put into words just how freakin' awesome the trip was and how beautiful a country it is....so I will show you.

Here are some highlights........


This was the view of the Island as we made our descent. I commented to Rob that even the clouds looked exotic...


We just arrived at the resort after a 40 minute ride from the airport. Carlos, our guide, explained a bit about life in the Dominican and issued some warnings to tourists...where to shop, where not to shop...stay away from the Casinos...what to buy and how to tell if it is real...he was good, spoke English quite well and was VERY easy on the eyes...where is my photo of him and I, Mr. Olsen?


Yup...I was actually there...that's me on our ocean view balcony in my new bikini...we spent a good portion of our mornings hanging out on the balcony staring at the ocean...and laughing at fat guys in speedos...and pointing out naked boobies...


...some of the gang at the swim up pool bar...we spent A LOT of time there...unfortunately it closed every day at 6:00, so we would go eat and then head to the bar at the lobby. it closed at midnight, so we would then head to the bar in the buffet restaurant which was open all night...uh-oh...


That's me sitting on the pool bar with Alex, the bartender. he was great, a lot of fun and also worked in the lobby bar so he saw A LOT of this crew...


This is the market about 15 minutes down the beach from our resort...one of the places Carlos warned us about...the Amber and Larimar (the National stone of the Dominican Republic only found there) are all fake although they'll tell you otherwise. The vendors are very aggressive, yelling things like "Cheapy cheapy!", "Almost free!", "For you, special price" and "Boxing week sale!". There were about a dozen different shops but they all had exactly the same things. Jodi even got an offer of marriage from one of the vendors..."You are like milk and I am like coffee. Our skin looks beautiful together. If you want to stay I will marry you." How could she pass that up?


Mr. and Mrs. Cooper during the ring exchange ceremony on the beach. It was beautiful and touching...not a dry eye on the beach...


A Mariachi band played as they had their first dance on the beach...everything was picture perfect...and hot...did I mention it was really freakin' hot that day?...yup...definitely hot...

Part two of the Dominican will be posted shortly. There is much more to show. Until then...NAR NAR!!...

Nar Nar....

T minus 5 days and I will be sunning myself on the beautiful white sandy beaches of the Dominican Republic.....nar nar.....granted, Rob and I had to go into debt to do it, but looking at the blizzard we are at this moment experiencing makes it all worth while. And how lovely it will be to witness the nuptuals of the sweet, sultry Meghan Alton to the dashing Graeme Cooper....on the beach.....at sunset.....a postcard come to life.....*sniff sniff*.....now wipe away a tear.....

In other news, I voted today. I commented to Rob this morning that it has been years that I have actually voted FOR someone....not since Ed Broadbent was the leader of the NDP, actually. I have settled onto the routine of voting in the hopes that the evilest of many do not gain power. I don't want any of our current parties to have absolute power, but I had to pick the one I felt had the best chance of beating the Conservatives....or at least keep them from having a majority government.

......Craig West, don't forget about "Operation Ex-Pat" if the Conservatives do win.....I will be keeping a close eye on my e-mail, buddy.....

I must go and attend to my laundry. I have to wash all my summer clothes to bring with me.....nar nar.....

Letterman and O'Reilly Duke It Out

Anyone see Bill O'Reilly on David Letterman Tuesday January 3, 2006? No? Well you should have....it was AWESOME!!! When Rob found out that O'Reilly was Letterman's guest that evening, I could tell he was a bit disappointed that Letterman would have him on the show. I responded by stating I thought it would be interesting and Letterman may just tear O'Reilly a new one......he didn't let me down.

I guess the highlight would have been when Letterman told O'Reilly, "I think about 60% of what you say is crap." When O'Reilly asked Letterman to back up his statement, David told him "that would be impossible" because he doesn't watch the show.

Then there is always, "I don't believe this is an actual threat. I think this is something that happened here and it happened there and so people like you are trying to make us think that it's a threat." which is what David said to O'Reilly regarding the War on Christmas....you go Dave!!

Neither Bill nor David looked very happy during the interview, and at the end of it David swung his chair around and stared at the papers on his desk...no during commercial banter for Mr. O'Reilly, I guess.

To view the full clip, click here. You will have to scroll down to almost the bottom of the page to find it, but it is sooo worth it.

Vive la Letterman!!!

BREAKING NEWS...

Mr. James Case has a website. I repeat, Mr. James (I cut off my own fingers and I can still play mean fuckin' guitar) Case has a smokin' hot website.

I only see one flaw with this synario...it will now be impossible to keep our home grown guitar God to ourselves here in modest Sault Ste. Marie. Jay, meet World. World, meet Jay.

With a voice than can make a nun rip her clothes off and grab the nearest male to engage in unspeakable acts of passion coupled with his unique and undeniable talents as a musician and song writer, it will not be long before he is noticed and whisked away to bigger and brighter stuff and things. Just remember all us little people when you're a big rock star, Jay. I'll even work for you, if you like. I'm assuming the position of "Personal Ball Sanitation Engineer" has been taken by George Ravlich, so I'll have to find something else I can do...maybe I could be your sound technician...that looks like a pretty easy gig...a no brainer, really...

...excuse me, but I must run and hide from Mr. Ravlich now...

Anyway, congratulations Jay. The site looks stellar! The site was of course, designed by Curt O'Neil of Murderfly Multimedia. Nice job, CO. However, the pictures could use some work. I think you should give me that junk camera you've been using and get a new one...*wink wink*

Holiday in a Nutshell

Hope evryone had a glorious holiday. My Christmas was fantastic full of friends, family and good times.



Rob loved his gift. I had Robbie Adamson burn the record onto CD for me so on Christmas morning Rob awoke to Johnny Cash belting out "Hey Good Lookin'". He emerged perplexed from the bedroom in his boxers wondering where the hell I had found Johnny singing Hank Williams. He was more than pleasantly surprized to see the autographed LP resting on the fireplace mantle. All went according to plan... bwah ha ha ha....



He gave me the awesome book pictured above...The Weekly World News ROCKS!!!...and the special edition 2 DVD set of "Sin City", plus a stocking full of fun games, toys and music...Bedouin Sound Clash and Death From Above...fun fun fun...

But stay tuned folks, for the holiday season is not quite through. We still have New Year's Eve ahead and you KNOW I will be talking tons of photos that night. If I will not be seeing you that evening, be safe and I wish you all the best in the new year.

...oh yes...and look what Jay Case got for Christmas...



...a passed out George Ravlich ripe for the sodomy...lucky Jay...

HAPPY HAPPY HO HO HO!!

Just a quick note to wish one and all a very Merry Christmas. May Santa drop the best of the season down your chimney.....and may rabid, drunken elves chew off the nuts of Bill O'Reilly and all the other evil doers of this planet. (do I know how to spread joy, or what?) CHEERS!!

Merry happy Christmas holidays

I love Jon Stewart. Bill O'Reilly apparently hates Jon Stewart because "The Daily Show", a spoof news program, is more news worthy than his own Fox Network "news" program. Jon Stewart pokes fun at Bill O'Reilly. I laugh and think to myself, "Self, that Bill O'Reilly fella is a jackass."

As of late, Mr. O'Reilly has been discussing and debating the apparent American war on Christmas. He claims that Americans are trying to eliminate Christmas because some people say "Happy Holidays" rather than "Merry Christmas". While discussing this issue on his show, he agreed that it would be silly for individuals to be insulted by the term "Merry Christmas" if said greeting was directed at someone of other-than-Christian faith...someone Jewish or Hindu, perhaps. In the next breath he demanded the phrase "Happy Holidays" was utterly insulting to individuals of Christian faith.

...huh...interesting...Jon Stewart thought it was interesting too.

I think Bill O'Reilly needs to lighten the fuck up and try to find real news to talk about. What he is trying to do is make a non-issue into an issue. He is picking and scratching and clawing at a freckle until it bleeds and then claims it's cancer.

His main support for his argument are major national department stores such as Gap, Walmart and Sears that post "Happy Holidays" or "Seasons Greetings" in their windows rather than "Merry Christmas". I think it's a cost issue, not a secular issue. This time of year boasts two holidays; Christmas and New Years Eve. Two is plural. Saying "Happy Holidays" is just more time and cost effective than saying "Merry Christmas and Happy New Year".

OK. So I am partially joking about the whole cost effective thing. The truth is the "Christ" has been slowly slipping out of "Christmas" for quite some time. Although the holiday still carries His name, many individuals forget, or better yet "disregard" what the day is supposed to represent. Ya know why? Because a large portion of the population don't care. If they cared, the "Christ" would not be slipping out of "Christmas".

For those who do care, no one is stopping you from going to church and honouring the birthday of baby Jesus by killing a tree. By all means, have at it. But I'll let you in on a little secret...December 25 was not Christ's birthday.

(I love Wikipedia and here's why...)

On or around December 25 ancient Romans celebrated the festival of Saturnalia in honour of--you guessed it--Saturn, the God of farming or agriculture. They would cut down evergreens (signifigant because they did not die in the winter) and decorate them to pay homage to Saturn...a sacrafice, as it were.

The festival was mostly a lot of goofing around, something like April Fool's Day, when masters and slaves would switch roles and the like. It was so much fun that the holiday expanded to almost a week long. Always trying to out do themselves as the Romans often did, the festival gradually degraded into utter debauchery. So much so that soon the word "saturnalia" came to mean "orgy" to the Christians.

AWESOME!!!

It is widely believed that in the fourth century, the Christians assigned December 25 as Christ's birthday in a effort to "Christianize" the pagans celebrating Saturnalia. Rather than eliminate an already popular holiday and try to get them to celebrate an entirely new one, they must have thought it was easier to just replace it. How'd they stop the orgies, that's what I wanna know.

By the way, December 25 is also the secular holiday "Newtonmas" in honour of Sir Isaac Newton.

So getting back to Mr. Bill O'Reilly, I have this to say to him this holiday season; (in honour of Christmas) "Seasons Greetings you self righteous moron", (in honour of Newtonmas) "Happy Genius You Will Never Be Day" and (in honour of Saturnalia) "Go fuck yourself." How ever you want to celebrate is entirely up to you, but leave the rest of us alone and find some real news to talk about.

Long live Jon Stewart!

Holiday Favourites

So not so long ago, one of our local on-line news sources had a poll asking their readers what their favourite Christmas movie was. That's all fine and dandy, however, there were a few glaring omissions...

1. A Christmas Story. How, pray tell, could any self respecting Christmas movie poll writer leave this little gem out? They should be ashamed of themselves! Even the 30 Second Bunnies Theatre troop felt it important enough to include in their new programming...click
here to view. Be careful...you'll shoot your eye out...

2. A Wish For Wings That Work. An awesomely funny Berkeley Breathed animated tale. Opus the penguin writes...well...actually, he faxes his letter to Santa expressing his desire to fly after finding little comfort in his "Flightless Bird Support Group"...Robin Williams plays the part of a Kiwi bird whose wife left him for an Albatross...this scene alone is worth the price of admission. Click here to find out more. And if any of you ever see this on DVD anywhere, buy it, buy it, BUY IT!! I'll love you forever.

3. The Nightmare Before Christmas. In my opinion, this is Tim Burton's crown jewel. A beautifully funny and imaginative feat of stop-motion animation. I love Jack Skellington. I want to marry him. Click here to fall in love too.

4. The Ref. OK. This one is not so obvious, but you will bust a gut laughing. Denis Leary plays a thief turned marriage counsellor on Christmas eve. Denis Leary...Kevin Spacey...what more do you want?...yea, yea, yea...click here to blah blah blah...I happen to own this one if anyone wishes to borrow it.

5. Toys. One of my favourite Robin Williams movies with a "Hamlet" sort of story line...but without the incestual undertones...and Joan Cusack (sp?) who plays the Ophellia-type character is his sister...robot sister...OK, so it's nothing like "Hamlet" but it does have an evil, underhanded uncle...and LL Cool J...just see the damn movie! It's a lot of fun.

6. Die Hard. 'Nuff said. Yippy-kiyay motherfucker...

There you have it. My list of some of the most over looked Christmas movies. I watched "The Grinch" (the original, not the evil live action monstrosity) twice yesterday thanks to time shifting. I stick my tongue out to all who cannot experience the joys of time shifting...tee hee...

Something Revisited

Well, with the joyous season of Christmas apon us, I feel the need to revisit The Christmas Resistance Movement. I took another look at their site the other day and when I was finished laughing at their Russian propaganda style poster (which I love, by the way), I got a little upset. I am not a mindless drone who consumes because I am told to. I like buying gifts for people, so I say to them "Stick some holly in it!"

Christian or not, Christmas is a very imortant holiday for us stupid, stupid humans. You see we, by our very nature, are greedy, self centered creatures. We need reminders that there are those around that are important to us and this holiday almost forces us to acknowledge them. I don't see this as a bad thing. That is not to say you have to go broke buying and shopping and spending and fighting in the aisles for the last and latest "Crack Whore Barbie"....

hmmmmm.... Crack Whore Barbie... I think I need to market that... she could have accessories like tiny little compacts to cover those nasty bruises and track lines, crotchless panties and itty-bitty glass pipes...

Anyway, to get to the heart of my point, and I do have one, Christmas is a time of gathering friends and family, and sharing in the "spirit" of giving... giving extra attention, sharing laughs and stories, shovelling your nieghbours driveway or whatever. If this also includes the giving of gifts, then so be it. Nothing, and I mean NOTHING gives me greater satisfaction than finding that perfect gift for someone. Someone in my life this year is getting the perfect gift, but I cannot discuss this until after Christmas... most of you already know what it is... tee hee...

So, by all means, eat, drink and be merry... stick it to those stupid Christmas Resistance Movement people and spread the true meaning of Christmas...

Christ... I sound like an after school special. At least I kept the "Christ" in "Christmas"...

Dog Beaten With Ugly Stick Dies At 14

Sam the Ugliest Dog in the world dies just shy of his 15 birthday. Being the dog lover that I am, I was shocked and more than a little horrified when Rob showed me pictures of the "precious" pooch. That's one fucking ugly dog. You be the judge...



...how'd ya like to wake in the morning to find that thing licking your face...yikes...'nuff said...

Did you know....?

...a little peek at the inner workings of the Slackhopper...

• I am a closet AC/DC fan (Bon Scott AC/DC) but a public Neil Diamond fan. Why? Not sure...just am...
• My biggest pet peeve is shopping carts left scattered in the parking lot. Nothing bugs me more than pulling into what I think is a parking spot only to have my plan foiled by someone else's laziness. Grrrrr!
• I think my husband has the sexiest mouth on the planet...and not just because he is my husband. I thought that long before we even started dating.
• I never smoked pot until I was 23 years old. And I only ever drank under age twice (in Canada, anyway); at my brother's wedding when I was 14 and at my Mother's wedding when I was 16.
• I LOVE Madonna's "Ray of Light". Please don't hate me...laugh all you want, but don't hate...
• When I was a child, I used to think a "Coin Wash" was where you took your money to get cleaned.
• I was in the Chess Club in elementary school...GEEK!!
• I own a copy of "Air Supplies Greatest Hits" (on vinyl) and would make out with my highschool sweetheart to it all the time....*shudder*....
• I once co-owned a 1959 Ford Fairlane Town and Country Sedan with my first boyfriend and we were members of the Sault Street Rod Association for a short time.
• I took four years of saxophone in highschool and the only thing I can play is "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star". I have completely lost the ability to read music.
• When I was a child, I would not eat things like Kraft Dinner, chocolate cake or hot dogs, but I loved things like brussel spouts, parsnips and liver. I was some what backwards...
• I find Steven Tyler from Aerosmith sexy.
• One of my favourite movies ever is "The Breakfast Club"...I will not apologize...
• I think I am the only woman on the planet who HATES the show "Sex in the City". I find it demeaning and stereo-typical, portraying women as shallow nymphomaniac shopaholics who have nothing better to do than drink cosmopolitans, buy shoes and gossip. It's stupid. I wish it would go away.

It was Frank with a "p" "h"....

Frank McCormick came out to musicians night tonight and played. It was awesome. He was awesome. Way to go, Shit Bitch. Good to see ya again.

....and what to my wondering eyes should appear...

Between the wind and sunshine and rain and darkness and sleat and near snow, we captured this image today at work...by far the biggest and brightest rainbow I have ever had the pleasure of viewing. Unfortunately it had faded a bit by the time I realized we had a digital camera at work.

Have you been outside today? Not pretty. In fact, it's down right ugly...Toxic Avenger ugly. 30 years ago tomorrow, the Edmund Fitzgerald went down in a huge storm.....hmmmmm....

Today is my Birthday

So far I've had my right nipple bitten twice...by girls, Rob bought me a "CSI Forensic Facial Reconstruction Kit" and I received a happy birthday greeting from the staff at "Worth1000.com". It's been very interesting so far. I'll let you know how things work out.

Maybe 35 won't be so bad after all...

HOLY CRAP!!...I saw U2...

City of Blinding Lights
Vertigo
Elevation
I Will Follow
Gloria
The Ocean
Still Haven’t Found
Beautiful Day
Miracle Drug
Sometimes you Can’t Make it On Your Own
Love and Peace or Else
Sunday Bloody Sunday
Bullet The Blue Sky
Miss Sarajevo
Pride in the Name of Love
Where the Streets Have No Name
One

First Time
Wild Horses
With or Without You

Crumbs From Your Table
Bad

Two hours of U2 live. It was freakin' amazing...breath taking...awesome...even from our nose bleed seats. "Wow" is all I can say. I even got a little misty, I'm not embarassed to say, during "Where the Streets Have No Name"...

There were only about two or three songs from the new album I was unfamilliar with. I will be buying it today, hopefully.

U2 live. WOW!

From House to Maiden and Back Again

So I'm out last night at the Downbeat grooving to Alec's house music, when Dan Nystedt said he was going to Foggy's to video tape Tracey Hilderly's new band, Plethora. I'm totally into the house music and dancing and having a grand old time, but I think "What the hell. I like Tracey. I'll go too."

As we approached Foggy's door, a sense of urgency rushed through me.

"Holy fuck, Dan! They're playing 'Hot Child in the City'. Hurry up!"

Knowing Tracey for as long as I have (going on 30 years!), "Hot Child in the City" was not a surprise and she did a fantastic job. It made me happy. What came next was definitely a surprise.

Pointing at Dan and his camera, Tracey said, "For the sake of my own vanity, we're gonna pull a little number out for you. Well actually, it's a big number." She turned her back to the audience and started the intro speech in the lowest, evilest voice she could muster.

"Is this what I think it is?"

The band kicked in and Tracey let loose the greatest rock and roll scream I have ever heard.

"Are you fucking kidding me right now!?" I exclaimed to absolutely, positively no one. They were doing Maiden...yes...Iron Maiden. "Number of the Beast" to be exact. I couldn't believe my ears and my chin was sweeping the sludge from Foggy's floor. It was the awesomest thing ever.

But wait...there's more...

After Maiden, I heard Ferguson call out for "Sweet". What? Did he just ask for "Sweet"? Right as rain, the follow up to Maiden was "Fox on the Run". All of a sudden I was 8 sitting at the top of the basement stairs while my brother listened to records and made out with his girlfriend. It was killer.

During set break, I manned the camera while Dan interviewed Tracey...in the men's room...while taking a pee...it was weird.

So weird in fact, I headed back to the Downbeat for more of DJ Saige's infectious grooves. The joint was jumpin', packed with wannabe ravers and drummers with dreads. Plenty of fun was had by all and I'm sure one or two high jinx ensued throughout the course of the evening.

I decided to close out with a quiet drink at Lop Lops, where I had a very lengthy and in depth discussion with Ken regarding remodelling possibilities for my home. Damn he's good. I guess that's why he's the architect and I'm the loan shark.

I drove to work this morning and CRANKED Van Halen's "Hot For Teacher"...connecting with my derd roots...

Now I am listening to Alec's newly released remix C.D., "Movement". It has come full circle.