Giddy Girlie

The show that I am working on is at the Anarchy Library in Downey, CA and is going to be a very punk rock show. If you have any sway with any of the bands that are listed as pending, feel free to give 'em a poke on the ribs -- I really want them there!!

• Ginger Coyote (White Trash Debutantes) - emcee & host
• The Pervz
• The Randies
• Killradio
• Dive Bar Junkies
• The Taint
• Las Tres - just added*!
• Drowse - just added!
• Mondo Generator (pending)
• TSOL (pending)
• The Muffs (pending)

Is there anyone else that you can think of that I should approach about this show?

*and can I just say that Alice Bag is a doll?

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I think I know of someone who could benefit from a postage meter. I mean, seriously! $3.51 in stamps seems a bit... MUCH!

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i crawled through the day and by the time i got home, i was a blob on the couch. last night i slept slightly better, but i still have so much of the fog of exhaustion today that i could just nod off right here in my chair. so many things that i need to do or dedicate time to have been pushed aside due to pure mental fatigue... i literally can't think about them right now.

i think i have too much on my plate and no dishwasher.

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free time
Originally uploaded by giddygirlie.

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So this morning I had to straddle random boxes, jackets that need to be hung, Cabbage Patch Kids, and all manner of "top of the closet" random junk that I had pulled down with the determination that I was going to ORGANIZE it once and for all.

Um, yeah.

I'll post something better later, but for now : today's tadpole count : still 3!

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Enough said. Go buy something.

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[download the song here]

I can wait to love in heaven
I can wait for you
Far away, I'll treat you better
Better than down here
Cuz I done wrong
And I'm a little afraid
I ain't too strong
And this ain't easy to say : Take this bottle
Take this bottle
And just walk away - the both of you
And let me feel the pain - I've done to you
I can hope we'll be together
With a better roof over our heads
I can hope the stormy weather
It passes on - it passes on -
But I've hoped too long
Hoped for me to change
That hope is gone
So listen to what I say : Take this bottle

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Last night, we went to the Improv and had so much fun! Admittedly, we went because the tickets were free [join the mailing list for all kinds of freebie offers], but it was a lot of fun. Dom Irerra was the headliner and was a lot funnier than I had seen him before. We didn't know who the openers would be and were surprised when they were really good! The first was a magician/illusionist who was very funny -- but we missed his name. We were a little late because the parking situation is a NIGHTMARE. They have a structure that is all high-tech and tells you how many spaces are available : none. The 2nd comedian was Loni Love, who I only knew from the "I love the 70's/80's/90's" series -- she's hilarious!

Ryan was all excited about his 'celebrity' sighting of Wee Man at the Improv, but when we reached the parking lot we saw the guy again and it wasn't him. Unfortunately, other people thought he was Wee Man too and started following him, so when I took out my camera to get a picture of the rad orange moon, he scoffed, thinking I was going to take his picture. I didn't - just to deny him the satisfaction.

Today's Tadpole Count : 3

While trying to find a good frog clip-art to add here, I came across this site for frog statues. I like "sarary man" the best.

Additionally, if you google "frog doctor" on the 2nd page of images is Mark [Mr. Jenandtonic]! Wuh?

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Last year sometime, Ryan bought me a frog terrarium that was the same premise - they mail you a tadpole, and you watch it grow. Not. Instead the pollywog went belly up after a day. They again sent me another, who lasted only a day longer before kicking the bucket. Ah, well.

Overlord Prong, my blue beta only lived a few months and then went belly-up.

On Sunday, my brother gathered up a jar full of tadpoles from the creek for me, which I greatly appreciated... one more chance for me to disrupt the karmic balance of the world and kill off more baby frogs! *sigh* so I took them home and cared for them the best that I could... but as of today, only 3 remain. They look like the one in the picture here - very cute - but I am scared for them. I am doing my best and following the rules, but flushing them is breaking my heart.

From here on out : no more tank pets

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I have to start going to the gym!

And eating green leafy things!

And taking vitamins!

And drinking 100 glasses of water!

And start working on a tan!

And getting facials!

And acting like a grown-up!

And learn to walk in high heels!

And choose a pin-up hairstyle!

And get a crazy dress!

... I have been asked to be a bridesmaid!

[Ryan will be Best Man, but who cares - I get to be a bridesmaid!!]

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I hope you're all wearing condoms. (or believing these guys)

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The total number of CDs I own: Not so many... after my ex-boyfriend sold most of my collection [yes, he is an asshole!] to a used record store, I never bothered replacing most of them. I probably have around 200.

The last CDs I bought:

1. The Randies - At the Friendship Motor Inn
2. Rise Above : 24 Black Flag Songs to Benefit the West Memphis Three
3. O'Brother Where Art Thou Soundtrack
4. Faith No More - King for a Day, Fool for a Lifetime [was stolen w/my car stereo years ago and I just replaced it]
5. Pietasters - oolooloo
   

1. Don't Know How To Party - Mighty Mighty Bosstones : this CD has been an anthem to my life since I was 16. The music really moved me and had something good to say. It also launched my Bosstones infatuation and sent me traveling across the country to see them play.
2. Dark Side of the Moon - Pink Floyd : when I was a kid, my dad had this tape and I used to take it all the time and play it in my room. The vocals on "Great Gig in the Sky" still give me goosebumps. It was suiting that this was the soundtrack to my drugged out summer days - have you ever sync'd it up with the Wizard of Oz? I have.
3. Dead Kennedys - Plastic Surgery Disasters/In God We Trust, Inc. : this was probably the first CD that I bought that actually made my dad smile. He was always a punk rocker (he STILL wears his original Germs t-shirt, c.1977) and it deeply pained him that I might fall into the pop music trap. He spent a goodly amount of money taking me to tons of concerts all through high school - just to make sure that I would appreciate good music. Of course, I bought it to impress a boy that I liked, but that's beside the point. It's a solid piece of music that makes me proud to be a punk baby.
4. Rocky Horror Picture Show Soundtrack : this was my first record. I was the only person that I ever met who did the 'time warp' at 2 years old. My aunt Sharon used to play this all the time and so after lots of begging, she let me have it and I was so proud of it. I still find myself looking skeptically at people who don't know the lyrics to "Sweet Transvestite" or when to throw the toast.
5. Sublime - 40 oz. to Freedom : I resisted Sublime for a long time. They were a local band that always too trashed to actually play and it ruined a lot of good shows and I hated them for it. When their last CD came out in '96 my ex-bfriend bought it and forced me to listen. I reminded him of all the times.... the drunk pass-out, the no-show, the cancel w/no refund... and he said 'yeah, but listen' and then I got it. Now I know why people still came out to the shows, hoping for a glimpse of sobriety. Why they flocked all over Sublime. Why they mourned the loss of Bradley. 40 oz. got me through some tough times... it reminds me so much of driving by the beach and crying and screaming and good times and bad... "a 40 oz to freedom is the only chance I have/to feel good even though I feel bad"
   

Styro already had been tagged and refuses to play again (*hrmpf!*), so instead Chris is the new Monkey Boy. Get to it!!

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Meanwhile, Ryan was having a power lunch with Josh Medors and has officially signed on for another project - yay! Next month's convention is going to be a lot of fun. If anyone is planning to come down to the San Diego Comic Con, shoot me an email and we'll meet up! I'm always bored out of my mind, manning the booth while Ryan schmoozes and signs autographs.

Yesterday, we had dinner with La Familia, and my sister showed me some videos that she took on Thursday which were too funny. This one is the Kindergarten/6th Grade Challenge - an annual school tradition. This one is Ryan being buried in the sand by the kids (when he declined to boogie board with them, they buried his feet so that he'd at least get wet from the incoming tide). I also took some pics and posted them to Flickr. Everyone thinks that I am obssessed because I am always reaching for my camera "wait, lemme take a picture of your corn dog!" "why?" "Flickr." It's an addiction.

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<---ridiculous hat!!!

I even wore my ridiculous beach hat to keep my face from being sunburned -- but guess what? I AM BURNED ANYWAY. I wore 35spf sunblock on my face AND lips. And I look like Rudolph.

We were only at the beach for about an hour, when a big ol' earthquake started shaking. Being at the beach for an eq is weird -- it's so quiet (no rattling dishes, etc.). The kids didn't notice, but all the parents started calling, worrying. It wasn't that big (4.9) and it was far away (Yucaipa) but after the tsunami warning on Tuesday (yes, in Orange County!!) people were a little panicked.

The saddest part of the whole day, of course happened to me. Ryan and I drove 3 of the girls, who were so giggly and chatty and were telling us all about the class trip to Disneyland on Wednesday. I was totally listening and then when one said "ok guys, which was your favorite ride - Splash Mountain or Tower of Terror?" and I said "hmm... I'd have to say Tower" and Ryan grabbed my arm and whispered "sweetheart, they're not talking to you" and indeed they weren't. They hadn't heard my response, nor the breaking of my heart. I was so sad to realize that I am now the Front Seat Riding Adult who is totally not in on the conversation. *sigh*

*buttload = 16

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Having to bathe with your uninvited two year old brother with icy toes tucked under your buttcheeks, while trying to convince him to stop telling people that you are his mother, doesn't sound like much fun. And at the time it wasn't always fun. But I still can't believe how the time goes by so quickly!

Tomorrow the Jurassic Park addicted baby graduates from elementary school and makes his way toward junior high- I am totally blown away.

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It's leaving work at 10:45am to have a fancy schmancy lunch (lobster tails, crab claws, cheesecake!!) at Club 33.... then leisurely strolling* along Main Street, peeking into the Downtown Disney shops...

It sucks that I had to come back to work at all.

*not at all leisurely... there were approx. 50 million kids there, celebrating the last week of school.

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So we got home late and then stayed up later, because that's how we roll. I fell asleep somewhere 'round 4am. Got up at 7am to feed the kitten faces, fell back asleep and woke up around 8:40am because of the EARTHQUAKE. I swear, nothing wrecks a day like an earthquake... I bolted awake, kept an eye on the jolting situation, started planning out my Plan of Action (I never did actually even get out of bed), then flipped on the news for the next hour to see if anyone mentioned it (strangely, Meet the Press didn't say a thing). Then I tried to fall back asleep which didn't work, and then it finally did and then when I woke up it was noon. Suck. This isn't to say that I don't wake up at noon on a regular basis... it means that I slept later than I wanted to, missed breakfast at my fave breakfast joint, got a late start on everything, except my Sunday Psychosis. I didn't even enjoy my shopping trip to Target. THAT is how an earthquake messes up your day.

*which, apparently this guy loves

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One week before my wedding.

Mom : oh, by the way, when I woke up this morning I couldn't see.
Me : ??
Mom : hello?
Me : ??
Mom : so anyway, I drove myself to the Eye Doctor and he says I have a cataract. What crap. I do not have a cataract. He says that he can do this 'simple procedure' and I'm like yeah, that's gonna happen and his perky little fucking assistant is all [squeaky voice] 'do you want me to schedule you for surgery tomorrow' and I'm all [squeaky voice] 'no thanks'
Me : um... well if you can't see.... maybe?.... surgery?....
Mom : pffft... so I looked it up on the internet, and it says...
Me : mom, this is no time to be playing Web MD - just go get it fixed
Mom : no, no, no, I am too busy

**days later**
Mom : [crying] Ok, I have to go tomorrow.... for my eye, I mean.
Me : well, I'm glad you're doing it. You need to take care of yourself.
Mom : yeah... but... what if I have to.... [bursts into a wail] wear an eyepatch??
Me : then I'll call everyone and tell them to dress like pirates, it'll be fine.
Mom : you can't have a pirate wedding! What if my eyeball melts or falls out?
Me : um, then we'll have a cyclops wedding. Who cares?
Mom : pirate wedding.... you're making fun of me, aren't you?

The next day she had her whole lens replaced and now has what we call a Bionic Eye. It looks just the same (the lens is an inside piece for those of you who haven't dissected one lately), but the faux lens inside sometimes reflects light from the side [your natural lens is milky white and named after a lentil bean] so it sparkles sometimes. She obssesses about it, thinking that people are relating her to the Terminator, but really it looks kind of fancy. Actually, it looks sparkly like this

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What?? I mean, I legitimately don't understand. Is it bigger around - how will it fit? Is the roll wider - and why can't it use the regular holder thingy? The one I have it already reaches all the way across... so why do I need an extender?? Maybe I have the old-school backward toilet paper holder or something, but the little arms on the holder are not 16" long to accommodate all these MegaRolls that are now encroaching on record-size girth.

So my question is this : if they have to smash more paper onto each roll, why not make the cardboard tube smaller??

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Blockbuster Inc. (NYSE: BBI, BBI.B) today said that in response to Wal-Mart’s announced discontinuation of its DVD rental service, BLOCKBUSTER Online is offering both walmart.com and Netflix online rental subscribers who switch their membership to BLOCKBUSTER Online two free months of service*, a free retail DVD of their choice and the opportunity to subscribe to BLOCKBUSTER Online at their current walmart.com or Netflix price for the next year.

Current paying subscribers to walmart.com or Netflix interested in switching to BLOCKBUSTER Online should forward their online cancellation from walmart.com or Netflix to blockbusteronline@blockbuster.com. The e-mail should include the specific offer and price. BLOCKBUSTER Online will then send customers a promotion code allowing them to take advantage of the special limited-time offer of two free months of service, one free retail DVD of their choice, including top new titles such as "National Treasure" and next week’s release of "The Aviator," and the ability to enjoy their online service at the same price they are currently paying from either walmart.com or Netflix for the next 12 months.

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• Sars at Tomato Nation is my hero[ine]. Today, she summed up her Fashion Industry 'Dear John' letter : "a good day is [a] 'shirt that doesn't show sweat, and skirt with only seventy-eight basquillion cat hairs on it which clash not only with the skirt but, wretchedly, with each other'."
• Last night I read chapters 4 & 5 of "A People's History of the United States" by Howard Zinn. Fuck. It's dense reading - it's a text book, practically - but full of really insightful information and new perspectives. I'd recommend it to anyone who is interested in where we came from and why we are the way we are. One interesting piece was about racism and prejudice and why it is more prevalent here than in a lot of places... it all truly goes back to classism and [oversimplied explanation coming!] that basically to control the black slaves the Wealthy had to stop their white slaves and indentured servants from conspiring with and befriending the black slaves. It didn't usually work (classes stick together better than skin colors do), until the revolutionary periods where land was given out to the white servants and slaves... or at least the opportunity for land was given. This stuck a wedge between the whites and blacks and was played to the hilt by the government. It's a fucked up history, people.
• Also last night I heard portions of a documentary called "Loose Change" which goes through some details of 9/11 that you won't hear on broadcast news. Without sounding like too much of a conspiracy geek, I have to say that it does sound like somehow, some way, dirty dealings were afoot... You can read a whole list of theories and grievances here, if you're interested. I don't want to bore everyone to death.
• Since Wal-Mart has purchased NetFlix, a lot of people are cancelling their memberships. I heard from one of my clients that Blockbuster is offering some sort of enticing deal for ex-NetFlix customers. I emailed their Customer Service about it today, so I'll let you know what they say.

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Me : "dooooooooode! Did you get cheese with a dick??"

Evan : "Mine looks ok. Do you want to try the veggie dog?"

Me : "Corn fried corn? no thanks."

*I'm not being evasive by not sharing her name, it's just that it's so unique that #1) I don't want to misspell it #2) you won't be able to pronounce it [believe me] and it will drive you INSANE while you roll it over and over in your mouth and can't make the word come out right.

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Pete Beck is one of these people.

When a hearty handshake introduction leaves me a little shy, there is no better ice breaker to burst into laughter and take a picture of my shoes.

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If you bump into my Anakin cutout ONE. MORE. TIME. I am likely to beat you up.

Yes, I realize it's geeky to keep all these cut-outs [every one on this page] and all other manner of Star Wars swag* in my office, but... but... I have a real reason, but you probably wouldn't believe it anyway, and it doesn't come close to explaining the lipstick on Anakin's face.

*go to my Flickr page to register your official jeers and snickers

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*everyone else in America has until the 5th at midnight - we get the 3rd at 5pm! Asshats!

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Your statement of a maximum of $X,XXX/month mortgage threw me a bit. Are you speaking of the mortgage plus the taxes and association fees?, or the mortgage alone. A payment of $X,XXX @ 5.75% = $[not very much] loan. That is not counting Mortgage Insurance (if it applies), property Taxes or Association dues. In order to proceed, a financial program or plan must be set. I would suggest you call any of these to get prequalified or preapproved: *list of banks*

He sounds incredulous that my max. payment is so low. In fact, I feel embarrassed, even though I know about 10 people [who have bought houses in the past year or two] who pay half (50%!) of what my max. payment allowance is for their mortgages. I just feel so poor and pathetic.

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