"My old man always swore that hell would have no flame....Just a front row seat to watch your true love pack her things and drive away."

The other day, Russell sent me a crapload of pictures and video from the Pembertons thingy at Mae's. I don't remember some of it.

I remember this.



and this...

I remember playing drums during the last Pembertons song, but I didn't remember much about an impromptu Ego's reunion. (*note to self - If you're going to start playing songs you haven ( Read more... )

I was in the bowels of a top ten depression of my lifetime last week. I don't know what my deal was, but it sorta subsided over the weekend. Last night, as I watched the dog frolic and chase rabbits in the Tanque Verde wash, I felt the "Wave of Depression" (Thingy song? Anyone?) washing over me again. As I trotted along trying to keep up with ( Read more... )

but here's an article my sister wrote for the Kansas City Star.

It seems like everyone I know is in a funk, myself included. There's montage going through my head with "Everybody Hurts" playing in the background. Everyone's sitting around all sad...it's raining...my montages are all sorts of cheesy. I'm starting to think I never make the right choice ( Read more... )

I've been meaning to share this all week. Every once and awhile, I'm reminded why I love 'ol girl. Last weekend, we went to go see X men 3. One of the previews was for this horrible looking movie about racing Japanese cars in the streets of Japan. It was chock full of horrible dialog and various cheesey stuff....the kind of movie the american ( Read more... )

Hey There...It's been awhile...I just wanted to pop in and give you an update. There's not a whole lot to report, really. The bad thoughts have been outnumbering the good lately. (this evening in particular) I suppose bad isn't the word, but the inappropriate shoe fits pretty well at this juncture. Let's see...I turned 30 last week. I really ( Read more... )

People in the MHK (or at least the people I run with) have a tendency to attract and enjoy people who are a tad eccentric. We all have friends that are a bit quirky, but I never really stopped to think that some of these quirks may be sign of something more serious ( Read more... )

I don't know if I feel sick to my stomach from cleaning up girl vomit, or from other crap.... Regardless, I'm going bed.

Yesterday, a rather stunning young lady stepped of the bus at the corner of Speedway and Alvernon. Here is a transcript of the CB conversation that followed ( Read more... )