...Mrs. G (who thinks she can put the bail money back)... Yeah, I'm headed out again in another quest to stir up some trouble. No, I wasn't going to do it. But Lu - who's at home studying for finals during a kidless weekend herself - decided that I needed to 'take one for the team.' Plus, she's anticipating some bloglicious fodder, she is... So (sigh)...if I must, I must... Besides? If I stay home, I'll feel duty-bound to clean the bathroom or wash the kitchen floor or something. And we can't have that - that would be pathetic beyond words, wouldn't it?
...so much for "dangerous." I'm beginning to fear that I am too old and too decrepit to properly do dangerous any more. What's worse, I think that my notion of what's "dangerous" has been watered down to a gruel-like pablum that your average seven-year-old would sniff disdainfully at. But at least I get points for trying, right? RIGHT? Sorry, Mogul. I gave it the good ol' college try. But my cheapness and/or exhaustion and/or lack of love for the whole 'shove me in like cattle' bit was my undoing. Besides, my feet hurt. And then there's that 'old' thing... So - while I did, indeed head out to see Lyrics Born, I was tres annoyed to shop up at 10:30, only to [Read more...]
The clouds have opened...the heavens have parted...and there's a host of people garbed in white shimmering out some "aaaaahhhhhhhhhhaaaaaa" sounds (no, that's not a Tarzan yell - more like that heavenly chorus note, no?) It's 6:19, and I'm leaving the office to start my much-needed kid-free weekend, baby! And what's on the horizon? It's going to be a dangerous weekend in store, I do believe. I'm sorely in need of a dangerous weekend.... ...back eventually...and no, I won't call any of you for bail money or attorney recommendations, don't worry...
The crunch continues, as does the hamster wheel. And while my mood's a bit better than yesterday's morning grump-a-thon, it's still going to be a loooong day until the weekend hits (sometime this evening, one hopes, with the work crunch receding...) But - that bout of insomnia at 3 am? So not needed. And - wouldn't you know it - The Mogul's on me to see a show tonight in his stead (last time, I came home with an autographed CD, a t-shirt that gave him major cred at school, and pics/sound clips from my digital camera.) Normally? I'd be all over it. But after this week? Might have to take a pass, kid...especially because I'm already scheduled to see the second show in [Read more...]
...with help from my friends (and some random acquaintances...) First, there's Genuine, who by calling me what one might think was an epithet ('Bitch') provoked memories of this post and an imaginary putting-on-of this hatThen there's my must-have been-separated-at-birth twin Lu, who not only ponied up this wonderful tribute, but provided the counterpoint to the email conversation you'll see recapped below.Then there's my work friend, who came in to offer up some much-needed snark and gossip (not to mention some high-fives for me) after I tripped over some corporate speedbumps this amShelley offered up a very funny (yet blackmail-worthy) photograph that I dare not share with [Read more...]