Because I have a number of "Regulars" during the hours of 7pm-midnight...
My nightly time with you is a lot like "Cheers."
If you call more than once, I know your voice.
If you've won something, I'll remember your name.
If you LOVE a band, I'll seek them out because I respect and appreciate your passion.
Even if you never call and you're quietly reading this, please know that I'm honored to spend my nights with you.
As we approach Thanksgiving, I want to convey my thanks to you.
There is nothing more thrilling than sharing stories, sprinkled with music, with a cherry on top
:-)
My friends, I call you "Friends," and I mean it.
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Sunday, November 23, 2008
The Facts...
I scream like a girl.
I can run faster than I thought.
I can run and scream at the same time.
I know this because...
I have a bat in my apt.
I'm re-writing the song,
"There once was a lady who swallowed a fly...I don't know why she swallowed a fly..."
It shall now be known as,
"There once was an cat named Earnest-pie...Please, for the love of God, eat the damned bat."
I can run faster than I thought.
I can run and scream at the same time.
I know this because...
I have a bat in my apt.
I'm re-writing the song,
"There once was a lady who swallowed a fly...I don't know why she swallowed a fly..."
It shall now be known as,
"There once was an cat named Earnest-pie...Please, for the love of God, eat the damned bat."
Sunday, November 16, 2008
The Break and Repair Method
I have been told that my entries "Meander."
So in the interest of the ADD afflicted constituency, here is the upshot:
The Break and Repair Method are amazing.
Truly.
The business side of my ear seeks to compare their sound to another artist's music...
I can't.
The Break and Repair Method creates an amalgamation of sounds so complex, that their talent exceeds the capacity of my mental Rolodex. They are completely new and fresh...yet feel familiar.
I stood outside the Slowdown last night, discussing the aforementioned with a newly recruited fan.
We walked in.
We walked in to one of the most musically satisfying experiences of our lives.
I am fond of many bands.
I am a "fan" of several artists.
But...
I am certainly a champion for The Break and Repair Method.
Friends...
They are THAT good.
So in the interest of the ADD afflicted constituency, here is the upshot:
The Break and Repair Method are amazing.
Truly.
The business side of my ear seeks to compare their sound to another artist's music...
I can't.
The Break and Repair Method creates an amalgamation of sounds so complex, that their talent exceeds the capacity of my mental Rolodex. They are completely new and fresh...yet feel familiar.
I stood outside the Slowdown last night, discussing the aforementioned with a newly recruited fan.
We walked in.
We walked in to one of the most musically satisfying experiences of our lives.
I am fond of many bands.
I am a "fan" of several artists.
But...
I am certainly a champion for The Break and Repair Method.
Friends...
They are THAT good.
I have a 49 minute interview to edit...Feel free to buy "Milk The Bee," while I sort through the audio :-)
XOXOXO,
-H
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Earnest, as you know, is my favorite.
More:
Bottom line...
Favorite ________ (Fill in the blank with anything fuzzy and and happy...)
I don't bestow the title of "My Favorite," on just any orange person...
That's why the story below made me cry...
I can't imagine what it would be like to have my "Favorite" misplaced...
From: OregonLive.com
Thursday night, as the Kosten family was at Portland International Airport waiting for a connecting flight to Southern Oregon, a Horizon Air employee delivered devastating news:
Janel Kosten's beloved 6-year-old blue heeler, Bear, was missing. For reasons that aren't known, a baggage handler opened Bear's kennel while military jets were taking part in a noisy exercise overhead and Bear bolted. Kosten, who rarely went anywhere without Bear, was crushed. The pair even traveled the 3,000-mile Alaska-Canadian Highway together a couple years ago.
"It's not like a regular dog," said Gary Kosten, Janel's dad. "That guy was her life."
"She was devastated," he said. "Everywhere she would go she would take the dog. This trip, she didn't have to take the dog but he goes everywhere with her. When he came up missing, I felt so sorry for my daughter because I know what he means to her."
This morning, after four days out and about on his own, Bear was found. Details of his discovery are sketchy. But PDX officials said he's been reunited with Kosten, 29, a nurse who lives in Alaska.
Janel Kosten's beloved 6-year-old blue heeler, Bear, was missing. For reasons that aren't known, a baggage handler opened Bear's kennel while military jets were taking part in a noisy exercise overhead and Bear bolted. Kosten, who rarely went anywhere without Bear, was crushed. The pair even traveled the 3,000-mile Alaska-Canadian Highway together a couple years ago.
"It's not like a regular dog," said Gary Kosten, Janel's dad. "That guy was her life."
"She was devastated," he said. "Everywhere she would go she would take the dog. This trip, she didn't have to take the dog but he goes everywhere with her. When he came up missing, I felt so sorry for my daughter because I know what he means to her."
This morning, after four days out and about on his own, Bear was found. Details of his discovery are sketchy. But PDX officials said he's been reunited with Kosten, 29, a nurse who lives in Alaska.
Monday, November 10, 2008
Like Sands Through The Hourglass...Orange is the color of my life...
Every year I attempt to make pumpkin pie from scratch...
Friends, be assured that the "Attempt," portion of the previous statement has everything to do with finding time and nothing to do with ability.
This year, I most certainly had time thanks to my assistant Earnest.
Earnest truly puts the ASS in ASSistant. He would also put the TAN in AssisTANt, but he is orange.
And...
Let it be known that Earnest is, and was, under the impression that because he is the same color as pie filling...He is an expert ASSistant.
Earnest angrily inquired, "Why-ever is there a candle in my pie crust? Do you propose I cook by candle-fire? How am I expected to produce under these less-than-optimal circumstances?"
"I see that this fruit has not been properly cut and cleansed..."
...
Fast forward 3 hours...
...
Ladies and gentlemen...
We have pie...
Earnest requested that I discontinue my "Camera brandishing," until after the pies were done...He apparently feels that if "Duke" (From the Bush's Baked beans commercials) found out our secret pie recipe, there would be "Chaos in the streets."
Friends, be assured that the "Attempt," portion of the previous statement has everything to do with finding time and nothing to do with ability.
This year, I most certainly had time thanks to my assistant Earnest.
Earnest truly puts the ASS in ASSistant. He would also put the TAN in AssisTANt, but he is orange.
And...
Let it be known that Earnest is, and was, under the impression that because he is the same color as pie filling...He is an expert ASSistant.
Earnest angrily inquired, "Why-ever is there a candle in my pie crust? Do you propose I cook by candle-fire? How am I expected to produce under these less-than-optimal circumstances?"
"I see that this fruit has not been properly cut and cleansed..."
...
Fast forward 3 hours...
...
Ladies and gentlemen...
We have pie...
Earnest requested that I discontinue my "Camera brandishing," until after the pies were done...He apparently feels that if "Duke" (From the Bush's Baked beans commercials) found out our secret pie recipe, there would be "Chaos in the streets."
Friday, November 7, 2008
If I had a penny for all the "Nice Legs," comments I endured today...
Jack's Mannequin indulged a dorky/artsy side of me today:
Yes, my friends, mannequin legs signed by Jack himself...LOL
Now...
My homework for the weekend:
To hang them from the ceiling of my apt. as though the other half is peeking from my rooftop ;-)
Now...
My homework for the weekend:
To hang them from the ceiling of my apt. as though the other half is peeking from my rooftop ;-)
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Monday, November 3, 2008
PSA for boys...
The following conversation occurred last week:
Caller: Why does my girlfriend drag out arguments? It seems like we go through the same thing over and over and over again...
Me: You're not telling her what she wants to hear...I don't care what the problem is...Say the following in no particular order:
You're right.
I'm sorry, I was wrong.
I love you.
What do I need to do to make this ok?/What can WE do to fix this?
Then DO whatever she wants/expects. You will if you love her.
Caller: Why are you women so complicated?
Me: We're NOT! I just gave you a script of what to say in ANY situation!
Caller: You're right, I'm sorry, I love you...
Now...
Maybe I'm atypical, but when I engage in an argument every second of it is an opportunity for the recipient my anger to make everything ok. I wouldn't be talking to the person if I wasn't HOPING they would say what I needed to hear. (The above.)
EVEN when my tolerance has expired, and I can't talk to the person any longer...(Days, weeks, months, even YEARS could pass...) A grand gesture would immediately impact my opinion of "Our Future..." However, the more time that passes, the grander the necessary gesture.
A perfect example:
My ex Boyfriend failed the first portion...He was angry and confrontational...
Days after talking ceased, I went to Virgina for my best friend's wedding...If the guy in question had ditched work and jumped on a plane to surprise me at the reception, I would have taken him back...No question...No arguing...In a heartbeat...
It has now been almost a month...
At this juncture, if he performed a grand gesture...Such as flowers delivered every hour on the hour for every day we have been apart...(Not just flowers. Yellow Roses. My favorite flower.) I would quite likely forgive him and live happily ever after...
Now...If you're reading this (Guys) thinking:
Wow, that's a lot of money...
Wow, She's a high maintenance chick...
Wow, I would NEVER do that for a girl...
Then you don't love the person.
Maybe you have never been in love.
Being with someone for the long term, means you would do anything for them...You'd give your life for them...If you can't spend a couple grand on flowers when you've screwed up, you're not invested or in love. Bottom line.
It's not about the money or the time...It's about happiness...
Happiness is priceless.
I want to be the person that provides my boyfriend/husband with something priceless.
So show me I am priceless to you.
Caller: Why does my girlfriend drag out arguments? It seems like we go through the same thing over and over and over again...
Me: You're not telling her what she wants to hear...I don't care what the problem is...Say the following in no particular order:
You're right.
I'm sorry, I was wrong.
I love you.
What do I need to do to make this ok?/What can WE do to fix this?
Then DO whatever she wants/expects. You will if you love her.
Caller: Why are you women so complicated?
Me: We're NOT! I just gave you a script of what to say in ANY situation!
Caller: You're right, I'm sorry, I love you...
Now...
Maybe I'm atypical, but when I engage in an argument every second of it is an opportunity for the recipient my anger to make everything ok. I wouldn't be talking to the person if I wasn't HOPING they would say what I needed to hear. (The above.)
EVEN when my tolerance has expired, and I can't talk to the person any longer...(Days, weeks, months, even YEARS could pass...) A grand gesture would immediately impact my opinion of "Our Future..." However, the more time that passes, the grander the necessary gesture.
A perfect example:
My ex Boyfriend failed the first portion...He was angry and confrontational...
Days after talking ceased, I went to Virgina for my best friend's wedding...If the guy in question had ditched work and jumped on a plane to surprise me at the reception, I would have taken him back...No question...No arguing...In a heartbeat...
It has now been almost a month...
At this juncture, if he performed a grand gesture...Such as flowers delivered every hour on the hour for every day we have been apart...(Not just flowers. Yellow Roses. My favorite flower.) I would quite likely forgive him and live happily ever after...
Now...If you're reading this (Guys) thinking:
Wow, that's a lot of money...
Wow, She's a high maintenance chick...
Wow, I would NEVER do that for a girl...
Then you don't love the person.
Maybe you have never been in love.
Being with someone for the long term, means you would do anything for them...You'd give your life for them...If you can't spend a couple grand on flowers when you've screwed up, you're not invested or in love. Bottom line.
It's not about the money or the time...It's about happiness...
Happiness is priceless.
I want to be the person that provides my boyfriend/husband with something priceless.
So show me I am priceless to you.
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