haikus !

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perpendicular
feelings of tea and coffee
leaves dirty dishes

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unfortunate drips
from your curls has me climbing
into flower pots

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july weekends are for:

this weekend and monday:

1. watching men in spandex and bike races
2. wine tasting in cedarburg
3. being tricked into visiting 24th and Wells
4. learning that jameson can cure a friend's ear ache
5. not giving out my number
6. adverting my friend from red and white, otherwise there will be talk of da bulls
7. mexican - irish - posh - blue collar - and dirty bars
8. having my first second date in 2 years
9. Illinois austin power parking
10. johnson bus night at the brewer game.

Things that made Wednesday

1. Going from drunk to hungover during sometime in my morning work activities
2. Sitting in the driver seat of my new car
3. My colorful high heel shoes
4. Listening to Holly Jolly Christmas on record in the middle of July*
5. Knowing I am going to have to learn 5 speed
6. M & M's at Paddy's
7. Learning that four advil will not cure lack of sleep, you need water, coffee, cola and 2 more advil
8. Walking up to Axel's jukebox and pressing 49-10 without looking up the artist and hearing my favorite song*
9. Being pleasantly surprised by old faces, not the wrinkly kind - the past kind
10. Having your face hurt from laughing



* still counts as wednesday (wee hours of the am)

Dreams be Dreams

It was one of those platonic "Before Sunset / After Sunset" * questioning that I just can't shake off. If you know you're in a dream, can you control your dream? For example - if there is a variable in your dream that you know only resides in your dream and you see it in your dream then you can understand that you are in a dream and can do whatever you want. If you know you are flying, do keep practice flying or stop and walk away. I'd keep on flying. If you know you've just done a really bad thing that will change your life forever do you wake up? Is there a recurring theme that occurs in your dream that you'll be able to recognize next time you're in that place?

I don't think I've ever been able to control variables while in a dream but I've been able to go to bed thinking about something or someone and have dreams around that subject. Sometimes it gets on the neurotic side when all you want to do is go back to your dream and live in your dream rather than reality. I'll admit I've done it because fantasy was much better than reality at the time. When reality hit it really sucked. I wouldn't recommend doing it again. At the current stage I haven't gone to bed controlling what I will think about and now I've ended up having dreams that I've gone mad with a chainsaw - (I was trying to save myself from evil) and I was rapping with Jay-Z ** a different night. Two completely different feelings and environments. So next time your in dream try to control it see what happens. Or try to think about what you WANT to dream about and see what happens them. Maybe I'll let the Boss*** put me to sleep and see if I can't get an all night concert!




* "Before Sunset" "After Sunset" movies to watch repeatedly. I have 2 guy friends that have seen it 5 times more than me. Names not to be released
**For those above 40, Jay-Z is a hip-hop artist
*** I'd rather not associate for those who don't know this reference.

Mellow Airflow

So this weekend i took off for St. Louis via the loud and obnoxious route. It all started with this man jaw woman. You know those people who you think are a woman and probably are but they're just a little rough around the face and wonder if they've even taken a lover. This woman that I hoped would have stayed in Chicago and/or gotten kicked off in Chicago sat right in front of me all the way to St. Louis. During this trip she managed to pull someone's hair, cry over her "lover", tell the bus driver all about this "lover", spill her soda up and down the bus, shove her ass right in Mr. via Portland face. At this moment I bonded with the soon-to-be-pro-boxer. Hunka-hunka, it was the jaw line that did me in and we wished we were sitting in the back of the bus. Too bad he was going to Denver and we said goodbye in St. Louis.

So I put on my party hat and my partner in crime for the weekend, a college friend, picked me up and we headed to bar that served miller lite in 24oz bottles. The thing with being in a new town is you can do whatever you please and not have to worry about seeing these people again. I should have, could have walked up to several guys but I'm too chicken to actually approach a man. so I didn't and I just took compliments for my hat and gave them a smile. So we left his friends to boobs and bud light and we headed to a trendy club that spins wicked tracks. very posh-posh.

I didn't give in to the Bud light but I gave into the cardinals. I figured it best to root root root for the home team if I didn't care about either team. They'll be playing the Brewers anyway and we all will be crossing our fingers praying, making sacrifices just to see them win...eh... maybe not. Later that night we reconnected with his friends that would rather be hanging out with a stripper and the other going to a gay club. Yeah, we were that cool. I took confidence in white wine and Mr. Jack Daniel who saw me through the night.

A good book to read when you have to kill time: "I Dream of Microwaves" the line that made me read the book: "Good. News. I am through with big dicks and henceforth thinking constanlty of you." I thought of some people and sighed, tough luck for them. The author lives in Madison. Go read it on a ride back from somewhere.

Rock On

This is Joe from Fuzee jaming at summerfest.

katie's joke of the day

what's irish and stays out all night?

you got a preddy skirt

Why is it when you're feeling really great about yourself and you've got one of those you know your going to be happy if you wear me outfits that all the missing tooth - sleezy- douche bags compliment you? Tell me - why is it? Why can't any of the clean shaving nice suit guys getting off their accounting jobs stop for a sec? Are they all married off? They can't be because I'm still single! I took a shower I don't smell. I don't think I intimidate anybody. I know I look good. The 50 year old man at the Nomad chased me out of the bar with the "you've got great tits" line. My friend's male friend couldn't believe I wasn't taken. I'm choosing to be single. Do I like it? Sometimes. Well then it is my choice to wear the preddy skirt and get spoken to by crusty men. Hopefully, one day someone with a nice smile will stop and say hello.

the martini lounge

one band, couple handful of friends, 3 beers, 1 martini and leaving work early. And... my shirt stayed on thanks for a goth girl. Thank god the safety pin my the sparkles in my shirt! Nothing beats this on a Thursday afternoon... till you have to go to work Friday morning

need a kleenex

Howie Day - "ghost"


lately i’ve been thinking
lately i’ve been dreaming with you
i’m so resitant to this type of thinking
oh, now it’s shining through
i was alone for the last time
before my night’s vacation with you
alive from the first
now i’m denied by the ghost of you

you take yourself a photograph and laugh at me
please

i know there’s little use in crying
it’s more wide awake and dying then i’m used to
i thought we’d walk these streets together
now i’m hoping that i’ll never have to meet you
step aside from all this anger
and somewhere in between i can feel you
ask me should we try again
i’m thinking no
y’know, it’s not what i believe in
it’s not what i believe in

you take yourself a photograph and laugh at me
please
you make yourself a photograph and laugh at me
please

no i, wanna taste you, love
no i...no i
no i, just wanna taste you, love

standing in your shoes
i turn and now
you’re standing bare in my doorway
i only wish that i had been prepared
i’m gonna have to go along with your way
just take the plastic camera out
it’s the pants you borrowed in the driveway
alive from the first
now i’m denied by the ghost of you

make yourself a photgraph and laugh at me
please
you make yourself a photograph and laugh at me
please

no i, wanna taste of love
no i...

i was alive from the first
now i’m denied by the ghost of you

here chicky chicky

Ever wonder where the best place to meet people? I have the answer, for men. This place happens for 10 days. Everyone is partying listening to music and drinking, even the underagers. Summerfest is the best place for guys to find gals. As my married co-pilot and I people watched. There were flocks of hair, boobs, short skirts and tight shirts. They'd hug and delve into their girly gushing. If I were a guy I'd think it was pretty cute. They are just waiting for a muscle bound lad to walze right into their circle. It's the type of thing that make them bat their eyes and grin. Guys, just tuck away 5 bucks in your pocket so your ready to get them a drink and maybe the other thing behind your pocket might come out to play. You don't even have to care if their 21, just make sure their legal.

Sorry girls, summerfest might be no help to finding the love of your life. Guys are greasy, but if you're my "swingen" friend and happen to be at a Violent Femmes concert and find that tatooed rock star man, then this may be just the right place.

cheers,


gina

Meat in the Market

If only finding the perfect guy was as simple as going to the deli and ordering up.