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Tui

2007-01-29T13:38:00.000-05:00

My Cute Roommate (who only sleeps in her mom's bed, not mine).

Finally!

2007-01-29T00:10:00.000-05:00

Whoo hoo! Today I finally went snowboarding. It's been 2 years. Last year I was really poor and the snow was pitiful anyway, so I didn't go.

So after more painting this morning, I checked out the Dartmouth Skiway, which was pretty inexpensive and had decent snow coverage considering this year's weather...though I won't pretend that it wasn't icy and that I didn't fall on my ass a few times...hard to grab an edge on ice. In a very graceful move, I fell on my butt right off the first ride up the chairlift. I always fall on the left side of my butt, and right now it really hurts.

I'm so happy I went though. I've missed the sensation of my legs burning. It's hard to describe the feeling I get when I ride my board, but I love being outside with a beautiful mountain view and criss-crossing my way down the mountain. I'm amazed that an uncoordinated clumsy person like me can somewhat excel at at this sport that requires good balance. It's definitely helped me learn about my center of gravity.

Yesterday's hockey game rocked by the way. Not often in hockey do you expect your team to score a tie-ing goal with only 18 seconds left in regulation. Then even better, go on to score and win in sudden death overtime.

I just finished cooking a pot roast and it's late and it's making my stomach growl.

Tomorrow is a big day! I am thinking positive, confident thoughts. I'm also thinking about how lucky my friend, Lori, is spending this week in St. John, Virgin Islands while I'm freezing here in Sharon. I wish I had a pet at least to help warm my bed.

bits & pieces

2007-01-25T01:09:00.000-05:00

independence day

and i don't think war is noble
and i don't like to think that love is like war
but i got a big hot cherry bomb, and i want to slip it through the mail slot
of your front door

you can't leave me here
i've got your back now
you'd better have mine
cause you say the coast is clear
but you say that all the time

so many sheep i quit counting
sleepless and embarrassed about the way that i feel
trying to make mole hills out of mountains
building base camp at the bottom of a really big deal

imperfectly

i'm okay
if you get me at a good angle
and you're okay
in the right sort of light
and we don't look
like pages from a magazine
but that's all right
that's all right

we get a little further from perfection
each year on the road
i guess that's what they call character
i guess that's just the way it goes
better to be dusty than polished
like some store window mannequin
why don't you touch me where i'm rusty
let me stain your hands

recoil

to all the people out there tonight
who are comforting themselves
if you should happen to see my light
you can stop and ring my bell
i'm just sitting here in this sty
strewn with half written songs
taking one breath at a time
nothin much going on
nothin much going on

-Ani Difranco

Ethan Frome Flashbacks

2007-01-23T00:44:00.000-05:00

I haven't been on a Flexible Flyer in about 15 years. That fact made me extremely hesitant to go down a steep hill and around a sharp bend halfway down, for about a half mile of sledding fun down a driveway, covered in ice, with little to no snowbanks. On the walk up the road I thought to myself, isn't this how that woman was paralyzed in Ethan Frome?

I went down face first and attempted to drag my feet because I was chicken, but it was all ice and didn't help. It was so damn fast. I repeated this foolishness twice and thankfully escaped slamming into any trees but I won't pretend that when the sled hit probably 3omph or more I was fucking scared. My 50 year old roommate was less fortunate than me...she went off the road and into the trees, narrowly missed hitting a telephone pole, and received some nasty bruises and lots of little cuts on her face.

I think I'll go again when there are bigger snowbanks to crash into.

My Favorite Spot In My Room

2007-01-20T02:01:00.000-05:00

An Auspicious Day For Flag Raising

Legolas

2007-01-19T21:51:00.000-05:00

On Tuesday, Stella confessed that if she marries a boy someday when she grows up it would be Legolas from the Hobbit movie. I told her I agree that he is very handsome. I also told her she has seen him in another movie she likes: Pirates of the Carribean. She was like oh yeah, but he has short brown hair in that one.

She also told me the girl with the long dark hair who rides the horse was beautiful. I told her that my friend helped out when Liv Tyler had a baby.

When I hugged her goodbye at her babysitter's, her friend, Lucy, requested a hug from me too, so I pick her up and gave her a good hug too.

Little kids...I want to have a family again.

Yummy

2007-01-17T00:58:00.000-05:00

One of My New Favorite Soaps

Sometimes taking a shower is my favorite part of the day!

Cabin Fever

2007-01-16T00:17:00.000-05:00

I spent the last 2 days at home while it snowed and sleeted outside. To keep myself entertained, I made up my own tune today using just the G Major Chord on my guitar. I also cooked gourmet quesadillas today and made a batch of spicy refried beans, and yesterday I made chickpea stew (thanks Lori!) and guacamole. I shoveled, and then shoveled some more. And I watched the Patriots beat the Chargers in typical New England style...the comeback win!

Step one of learning my guitar is learning the G Major Chord, C Major, then D Major. C Major is the hardest for my fret fingers to hold down. I am working on remembering where my fingers go with these 3 chords without having to look at my instructions. Progress is slow, but I'm okay with that.

I also taught myself how to make a slip-knot, then how to cast on stitches for my first attempt in probably atleast 15 years to knit. I was surprised how easily it all came back to me.

I bought a ball of green yarn and 2 different size pairs of needles this past Friday. Also, I purchased a really cool piece of funky, madris-style fabric I want to make a blanket out of or a bag of some sort. And for $1.75 I scored a huge bag of artist grade tissue paper in a multi-color array. And I got 5 used books to help pass the winter...all thanks to the LISTEN Hobby Sale. The books are Snow by Orhan Pamuk, I Know This Much Is True by Wally Lamb, Into Thin Air by Jon Krakauer (already read, but now I own the hardcover!), Villa Incognito by Tom Robbins, and Morality for Beautiful Girls by Alexander McCall Smith.

As I waited for the snow to taper off, (but it just kept plink plinking off the roof) I also hung up some lights around my window seat (Stella's favorite place to curl up with me for a book on her visits), and hung my 2007 Moon Phase Calendar.

SUPER VISION was cool on Saturday...though it was kind of short, but I loved the AV geekiness of how the play used lots of visuals on multiple sliding screens...giving depth to what felt like watching a movie more than a play. It was good to see Hannah and Rene too...we had a variety of Six Sisters margaritas at Gusanoz and more drinks later at Murphy's. Rene showed me her special wrist-flapping talent.

Then I drove home, not knowing I would be stuck at home for the next two days. But hey, now I have a green scarf to work on.

My New Boarding Jacket

2007-01-15T23:42:00.000-05:00

Yeah, no more snow up my back and down my pants...

I have graduated to a gator!

And it's got underarm vents for when I got all hot and sweaty!

I Heart Chickens

2007-01-13T11:55:00.000-05:00

This is how I get my eggs delivered to me!

HOLY CAT!

2007-01-12T01:27:00.000-05:00

This may be the fattest cat EVER! Casey The Hut has nothing on this beast!

To read the article, click here.

I'm a Winner!

2007-01-12T00:58:00.000-05:00

I won a $50 gift certficate today to "International DVD & Poster" in Hanover, NH. I've never been in there...but I'm sure I can manage to blow 50 bucks. All I did was enter a contest at the Dartmouth HOP website for SUPER VISION, which I'm going to see with Hannah & Rene on Saturday. It sounds really cool.

<---This is my winner face

Crochet This!

2007-01-10T01:40:00.000-05:00

My Pretty New Scarf From Lori

2007: The Ice Storm, The Bear, and the Primary Colored Pajamas

2007-01-01T22:52:00.000-05:00

C'est finis! 2006.

Closing out the year in style, I spent New Years Eve at my friend Jon's farmhouse where my roommate, one of my very best friend's Lori, and I watched the world premier of "Finding Boris" with many of my WRJ friends. Then we all got a chance to bond as a very slick Ice Storm decended just after the close of 2006.

Gabriel's outfit answered Lori's question from the day before, which was, "Does he always wear primary colors?" Nice heels!

Bonnie was rockin' the striped socks and mini-skirt.

The bear, Winston I think, kept getting his nose in the middle of everything. He offered his artistic opinion to some fellow friends, made out with Matt, and got felt up by Lori who was confused due to champagne consumption. I was having "Hotel New Hampshire" flashbacks, though to my disappointment, Winston never actually said one word to me.

After the ball dropped and the drag queens dropped in Key West, each group headed out to their cars only to find that everything was covered in a layer of ice. Foolish thoughts of making it home occurred and we all chipped the ice off our cars and headed off to begin the decent down Jericho St to Route 14. After making it several hundred yards going 2mph, I noticed all my friends had stopped their cars. One of them went down the hill in their jeep straight into a tree. We all reversed direction, blew up some camping mattresses, and snuggled into our blankets for a night at the house where Nenah Cherry had once lived.

So Lori and I spent the night on the living room floor with 8 gay men, sad that no one had any contact solution on them.

The next morning we started our commune, in case we were stuck up on Jericho for weeks, but as it turned out we were able to skate down off the hill in my Kia at about 1pm New Years Day. My car slid into a ditch about 50 feet after backing out of Jon's driveway, but after some heaving and hoing, my trusty Kia was on its way back to my ice encrusted house on Beaver Meadow Rd.

162

2006-12-19T21:17:00.000-05:00

Hup hup!

18 down
17 more to go!

It's amazing what a little frustration can do. It took a while for this 5 pounds to come off though.

Hopefully I can add some snowboarding to my routine soon...stupid global warming!

From the Mix Tape Master

2006-12-07T01:30:00.000-05:00

Sick of Me
by Ani Difranco

how sick of me
must you be
by now
while you're standing just outside
of what your pride will allow
always reaching into yourself
to find a new way to understand me
when i'm sure that there's no one else
in the world
who could withstand me

the first person in your life
to ever really matter
is saying the last thing
that you want to hear
and you are listening hard
through the splintering shards
of your life as it shatters
and you're standing firm
and you're staying close
and you're seeing clear

i took to the stage
with my outrage
in the bad old days
when you were the make-me-mad guy
but the songs
they come out more slowly
now that i am the bad guy
and i say, i'm sorry i'm so crazy
I am astounded by your patience
and you say, believe it or not, baby
the joy you bring me
still outweighs it

the first person in your life
to ever really matter
is saying the last thing
that you want to hear
and you are listening hard
through the splintering shards
of your life as it shatters
and you're standing firm
and you're staying close
and you're seeing clear

how sick of me
must you be
by now?

Past, Present, Future

2006-12-07T01:20:00.000-05:00

I wrote this way back on February 21st of this year but I never showed it to anyone. My feelings were not particularly a big priority last winter. Finding it in my list of draft posts made me realize that I've been alone for a lot longer than just the past three months.

Past, Present, Future
I live in the present
You dwell in the past, and worry about the future.
We are a full spectrum representation of time.

If I bleed, will you wake up and be "here"
here as in the present, in the now, in the know.

You speak in "me" "my" "mine",
I speak in "us" "our" "ours".

Self-absorption mixed with self-help
Makes it easy to ignore the little things.
I can't ignore the little things.
I excel in little things.

I put on a nice shirt, curl my hair, and brush on a bit of blush.
I didn't do it for a reaction...I did it for you
But a reaction was implied
And it was your reaction that I was denied.

I know you see this face every morning,
But it is that commonplace
That you don't see whatever you saw in me
in the first place?

12 months later I wake up beside you
and my heart still skips a beat

Only In the Past

2006-12-07T00:35:00.000-05:00

by the Be Good Tanyas

run away to the seashore
it doesn't matter anymore
it doesn't matter anymore
words dry up and fly away
with the passing of the days
eventually you just let the stone fall

i dreamed that i saw you you were down at the corner store
you were looking thru magazines and you flew out the door
i was trying to wave to you but you wouldn't wave back
now you know i understand you're with me only in the past
only in the past

my palms are not open they're closed they're closed
my palms are not open they're closed they're closed

colours streak the sky
we laugh and we cry
and we dance in the cool grass
with the fireflies
we dance in the cool grass
sunset birds
sweet sweet music
swallow our words
you set sail and you left this town
run away run away you're so far from me now
so far from me now

run away to the seashore it doesn't matter anymore it
doesn't matter anymore

I dreamed that I saw you you were down at the corner store
You were looking through magazines and you flew out the door
I was trying to wave to you but you wouldn't wave back
Now you know I understand you're with me only in the past
Only in the past

Oh Christmas Tree

2006-12-05T19:24:00.000-05:00

I picked up my little friend today from her school and gave her a ride to her babysitter. She gave me an update about her life.

She asked me if I had a Christmas tree yet, and I told her not yet. She mentioned how in art class they made decorations for the Christmas tree at her school. And then she told me about how she decorated the Christmas tree with her mom the night before and watered it. And she asked if I remembered the wooden decorations from last year that kept breaking because the glue was old. I told her yes, I remember quite fondly decorating the Christmas last year with her and her mother. My car smelled like pine for quite a while after transporting the tree. We cut up snowflakes and taped them all over a bunch of window panes. Casey (aka Fat Cat) broke a couple bulbs when she with her massive girth would attempt to drink water out of the tree holder.

I held back my tears until after I dropped her off. I felt like my heart was turning itself inside out.

Going to work was the last thing I wanted to do today yet it was the only I had to do.

It was wished upon me before I left my girls that I "find peace" with my "decision" to leave. I haven't found it yet. I haven't found much of anything yet...I feel like the only thing I have found out about myself is that I am lost, and being lost is a very lonely place to be.

From "Sarah All Over"

2006-11-16T23:21:00.000-05:00

two in a row by Apple.

GET GONE
by Fiona Apple

How many times do I have to say
To get away-get gone
Flip your shit past another lasses
Humble dwelling
You got your game, made your shot, and you got away
With a lot, but I'm not turned-on
So put away that meat you're selling

Cuz I do know what's good for me-
And I've done what I could for you
But you're not benefiting, and yet
I'm sitting
Singing again, sing, sing again

How can I deal with this, if he won't get with this
How am I gonna heal from this; he won't admit to it
Nothing to figure out;
I gotta get him out
It's time the truth was out that he don't give a
Shit about me

How many times can it escalate
Till it elevates to a place I can't breathe?
And I must decide, if you must deride
That I'm much obliged to up and go
I'll idealize, then realize that it's no
Sacrifice, because the price is paid, and
There's nothing left to grieve
Fuckin go

Cuz I've done what I could for you, and I do know what's
Good for me and I'm not benefiting, instead
I'm sitting singing again, singing again, singing again,
Sing, sing, sing again

How can I deal with this, if he won't get with this
How am I gonna heal from this; he won't admit to it
Nothing to figure out; I gotta get him out
It's time the truth was out that he don't give a
Shit about me

sleep to dream

2006-11-07T14:39:00.000-05:00

I tell you how I feel but you don't care
I say tell me the truth but you don't dare
You say love is a hell you cannot bear
And I say gimme mine back and then go there for all I care

I got my feet on the ground and I don't go to sleep to dream
You've got your head in the clouds and you're not at all what you seem
This mind, this body and this voice cannot be stifled by your deviant ways
So don't forget what I told you, don't come around, I got my own hell to raise

I have never been so insulted in all my life
I could swallow the seas to wash down all this pride
First you run like a fool just to be at my side
And now you run like a fool but you just run to hide and I can't abide

I got my feet on the ground and I don't go to sleep to dream
You've got your head in the clouds and you're not at all what you seem
This mind, this body and this voice cannot be stifled by your deviant ways
So don't forget what I told you, don't come around, I got my own hell to raise

Don't make it a big deal, don't be so sensitive
We're not playing a game anymore
You don't have to be so defensive

Don't you plead me your case, don't bother to explain
Don't even show me your face, 'cause it's a crying shame
Just go back to the rock from under which you came
Take the sorrow you gave and all the stakes you claim
And don't forget the blame

I got my feet on the ground and I don't go to sleep to dream
You've got your head in the clouds and you're not at all what you seem
This mind, this body and this voice cannot be stifled by your deviant ways
So don't forget what I told you, don't come around, I got my own hell to raise

-Fiona Apple

The Lonely Goat Herder

2006-11-06T22:53:00.000-05:00

"High on a hill was a lonely goatherd"

This weekend I drove to Stowe, VT, about an hour north of my new abode in Sharon, VT. The D'Ovidio / Brown clan invited me to the Green Mountain Inn, home of the Whip Bar & Grill...where indeed there is a display case of some pretty interesting antique buggy whips.

Stowe is home to Stowe Ski area on Mt. Mansfield (where I plan to do some snowboarding later this winter), as well as home to the (von) Trapp Family Lodge. As you can imagine there were lots of Sound of Music songs in my head all weekend. The view from the lodge was fantastic, but other than that, it wasn't really that exciting. I did learn that Maria was actually raised as an atheist and socialist, so was not always as devout as I thought.

We also visited the Cabot Cheese Annex in Waterbury (where I purchased Harpoon IPA Beer Cheese and some Smokey Bacon Cheddar--Cabot Cheese rocks!), and stopped by the Ben & Jerry's Factory in Waterbury too.

"Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hee hoo"

167

2006-11-01T21:52:00.000-05:00

13 down
22 more pounds to go

Start: 180
Finish: 145

Some people like to keep warm in the winter by growing their hair long and putting on a little extra layer of fat, but not me...

New Beginnings

2006-11-01T17:52:00.000-05:00

My New Haircut

TESKO SUICIDE
by the Sneaker Pimps

Phone me and I'll hang up
Sick and tired of being bubble gum chewed up
Dark lane, bleak house shrinking rose, You're over and out
Tie a cherry bootstring, put your candy teeth in
Choking on a sweetheart, hang up, hang up, hang up

Go on girls - solo,
Go on girls - take a chance,
Go on girls - trust it,
Go on girls - the truth is ...

Cut your hair wear a chip on your shoulder
Get ahead, get laid, get it over
Cheap show, back seat martyr's pose, you're over and out
I'm checking out of my senses, buying best defences
Putting on the trousers, hang up, hang up, hang up

Go on girls - solo,
Go on girls - take a chance,
Go on girls - trust it,
Go on girls - the truth is ...
So so ... Single ... So low ... The truth is ...

You want the day to fit to a soundtrack
Get a story get a life and get back
You've got nothing to shout about
You're over and out

I'm checking out of my senses, Buying best defences
Fired up on free-will, hang up, hang up, hang up

Go on girls - solo,
Go on girls - take a chance,
Go on girls - trust it,
Go on girls - the truth is ...
So so ... Single ... So low ... The truth is ...
So so ... Single ... So low ... The truth is ...

Actions Speak Louder Than Words

2006-09-26T00:53:00.000-04:00

My heart hurts, my two beautiful reasons to wake up are gone, my little family is gone. And my tears fall uninterrupted as usual. What a funny joke my life is.

Decide
by Vanessa Torres

I know you like to dream about me
Yeah when I’m out of reach
I bet you could write a whole book
About the beautiful life I lead

You bow your head and sigh
And mourn the tragic state you’re in
Oh what a shame it is my love won’t fit
In the small, square box you thought you’d put it in

Your trepidation
Your resignation
It’s got me immobilized
I always justified being held at arms length
I think it’s time that you decide
Do you want me in your life?

I think you’ve always been half afraid of me
Or something I might ask of you
I guess I should know my place by now
Way up in this tower with a silent awe-inspiring kind of view

Your trepidation
Your resignation
It’s got me immobilized
I always justified being held at arms length
I think it’s time that you decide
Do you want me in your life?

You want me to imitate
Your happy healthy disregard
I’ll be your biggest fan
I’ll do my best to play a good, clean game way out there on the field
So you can cheer me on from the stands
You want to cheer me on from the stands

Your trepidation
Your resignation
It’s got me immobilized
I always justified being held at arms length
I think it’s time that you decide
Do you want me in your life? Do you want me in your life? Do you want me in your life?

I still sometimes dream about you
Living close to me
I bet I could write a whole song
About the beautiful life together
We will never lead
We will never, never lead

Fat Cat Sitting on a Mat Squishing a Rat

2006-05-13T00:09:00.000-04:00

Casey The Hut

(Angie's cat is such a hottie!)

Who Ate My Post?

2006-03-29T10:42:00.000-05:00

Hot Sarah says Happy Birthday PAUL JO!!!

This was supposed to be posted on Sunday the 26th for Paul Jo's Truck Stop Birthday party, but the internet gods sucked my post up apparently.

Anyway, happy birthday my old newmarket compadre.

Wednesday Blues

2006-03-01T18:58:00.000-05:00

These Words

These lines
on your hands
flow like ink
from this pen

and these words
end where
your lips begin

And these lips
meet
again and again

As these arms
wrap around
"remember when"

This Explains It

2006-02-21T21:21:00.000-05:00

The Helper
(you chose CX - your Enneagram type is TWO).

"I must help others"
Helpers are warm, concerned, nurturing, and sensitive to other people's needs.

How to Get Along with Me

Tell me that you appreciate me. Be specific.
Share fun times with me.
Take an interest in my problems, though I will probably try to focus on yours.
Let me know that I am important and special to you.
Be gentle if you decide to criticize me.

In Intimate Relationships

Reassure me that I am intersting to you.
Reassure me often that you love me.
Tell me I'm attractive and that you're glad to be seen with me.

What I Like About Being a Two

being able to relate easily to people and to make friends
knowing what people need and being able to make their lives better
being generous, caring, and warm
being sensitive to and perceptive about others' feelings
being enthusiastic and fun-loving, and having a good sense of humor

What's Hard About Being a Two

not being able to say no

having low self-esteem

feeling drained from overdoing for others

not doing things I really like to do for myself for fear of being selfish

criticizing myself for not feeling as loving as I think I should

being upset that others don't tune in to me as much as I tume in to them

working so hard to be tactful and considerate that I suppress my real feelings

Twos as Children Often

are very sensitive to disapproval and criticism
try hard to please their parents by being helpful and understanding
are outwardly compliant
are popular or try to be popular with other children
act coy, precocious, or dramatic in order to get attention
are clowns and jokers (the more extroverted Twos), or quiet and shy (the more introverted Twos)

Twos as Parents

are good listeners, love their children unconditionally, and are warm and encouraging (or suffer guilt if they aren't)
are often playful with their children
wonder: "Am I doing it right?" "Am I giving enough?" "Have I caused irreparable damage?"
can become fiercely protective

Renee Baron & Elizabeth Wagele
The Enneagram Made Easy
Discover the 9 Types of People
HarperSanFrancisco, 1994, 161 pages

Link: The Quick and Painless ENNEAGRAM Test written by felk on OkCupid Free Online Dating, home of the 32-Type Dating Test

Oooh La La

2006-02-15T16:02:00.000-05:00

Reuse, Reduce, Recycle

Thanks for the pretty picture, Trish!

Cowboy Love

2006-02-15T15:48:00.000-05:00

A story about a forbidden and secretive relationship between two cowboys and their lives over the years.

Thanks for the image, Christin!

Maps

2006-02-03T15:51:00.000-05:00

drawing lines, node to node
drawing a segment from me to you

staring at data, wondering
what ever happened to ours?
we used to make so much data

now we compile our data
in silence, eyes averted

i want to classify our road
A46: rural road, separated, in tunnel

are you sure you want to delete this segment?
okay cancel

send attachment? yes

i just want to be with you

Barbie Drama

2006-01-15T18:07:00.000-05:00

STELLA: "Mommy, my barbie's falling apart!"

ANGELA: "Well that's what happens when you get all that plastic surgery."

Let the Games Begin!

2005-12-26T11:54:00.000-05:00

Happy Holidays!
If there was one common theme amongst the gifts exchanged this Christmas, it was certainly that of "playing games."

Angela got me "Balderdash" which I absolutely love trying to come up with believable definitions for crazy words like "fricandeau".

She also got me "Tri-ominoes" which I've never played. I'm predicting our hockey playing friend Michelle (who loves Mexican Train Dominoes) will be over soon attempting to ruthlessly beat Angela and me.

From Angela's family we received "Cranium" which I've never played either. Oh and another relative gave us the "Worst Case Scenario Survival Game" which is cool because I was reading some national headlines briefly this morning, and the top headline was "Man punches shark"--and one of the trivia questions in the board game is what to do in a shark attack...and now I know that punch him in the nose and poke him in the gills is the correct answer. I'd be afraid if I tried to punch a shark that his huge mouth my get in the way and I'd lose my hand.

And I gave Angela this hard to find card game called "Dutch Blitz". It's a "vonderful goot time" to quote the package. Really it is fast moving as the word "blitz" would suggest, and inspires lots of swearing at your fellow players because you all play off of the same stacks of cards at the same time...now we'll go to bed all angry at each other.

We'll have to play "5 Crowns" too, which I gave to Angela's parents...it's a rummy-based card game with a 5th suit (stars) and no number 2 cards and no aces.

Then there's my new favorite I learned just a few weeks ago--cribbage.

Sounds like it's time to end this post and play!

3 Weeks of Vacation Left...

2005-12-22T23:40:00.000-05:00

Because ta da! I got a job. Starting January 17th...so until then I'll be eating ramen noodles and leftover holiday snacks and working hard on some side freelance projects so I can pay the bills without blowing all of my last few years savings.

This job offer was good timing, because I have to admit, my self-esteem was reaching an all time low.

Tonight we had a party of at Javier's with our wonderful little Junction crew who've made me feel so welcome up here. And tomorrow to celebrate, I'm taking Angela and I to see "Walk the Line" with the Michelles...should be fun.

And Fuzzy if you are reading this, beware, for cheap jesus is making a visit.

Later

The Roaring 20s

2005-12-05T15:48:00.000-05:00

Your 1920's Name is:

Georgette Alfreda

What's" Your 1920's Name?

I Don't Remember November

2005-12-05T14:28:00.000-05:00

Moving has been difficult...most difficult.

Thankfully Angela's friends and her kind family have helped to make my transition to White River Junction somewhat smooth.

I am struggling to get a job, but will probably soon be back at work at the blue polo shirt & khakis corporation. Pbbbt!!!

We're renting a house in WRJ, right across from the White River actually, but to be totally extravagant, the house has a huge pool in the backyard. Too bad it's winter. It's a 1940s time warp and thus somewhat cute and retro. My favorite part is the glowing red neon motel light outside our office window. Finally Alan, Angela's father, and I finished reconditioning Stella's bedroom which involved many stinky bone-numbing hours of scraping off a layer of paint and a layer of wallpaper on all the walls. I smelled of vinegar for about 2 weeks. Then we had to wade through drawers of "cheap jesus" artifacts, such as little crucifixes and prayer cards and a cross-stich placard proclaiming, "Shhh...I'm Talking With God." The 86 year old woman who lived here was very Catholic. It's a cool place though, this house, and we're in walking distance to our new hangout in White River, Queeraoke at Than Wheelers on Fridays and Saturdays.

Now for a job.

I'm off to do some sneaky deeds...tis the season to surprise my girlfriend with a few gifts.

"MOVING ON UP"

2005-10-14T11:00:00.000-04:00

A song by the M People, and my theme for the last 2 weeks.

Uhaul, uhaul, uhaul...and so today is my last day on the Seacoast. wow!

I will update everyone with my new address once I figure that out. Current plans include moving from Enfield to White River Junction...we are hopefully going to rent this very cool house and fix it up a little along the way, maybe even buy it next year. More on the house coming soon!

So, since we're moving out of the temporary place in Enfield by Nov. 1st, and because I'll be job hunting, oh, and because the place in Enfield only has the archaic "dial-up" connection for internet, I'm not sure how often I'll be updating this blog. I think in November after the moving is over and cold weather begins, then I'll be back to updating it a little more regularly.

Goodbye Brown & Company and Nancy and Matt and Hamer my roommate, goodbye ocean, goodbye "Dov-ah", goodbye WXGR, Chambo, Fuzzy, Nicole, and Paul Jo, goodybe Rob, the Sheffs, and goodbye Bay View Road gang. I'll miss you all, but I'll see you all around, since it's only a few hours away that I'm moving. Cheers!

Well, here's the picture that just about sums it up.

A Sign of the Times

2005-09-13T14:25:00.000-04:00

Chicken Apocalypse

This picture is kind of creepy looking...maybe it's the eerie bright glow.

When chickens rule the world!

I guess all these poor suckers called "Broilers" are due to be destroyed as they are starving down on some farm hurt by Hurricane Katrina.

The Game of "Real" Life

2005-09-08T15:42:00.000-04:00

Angela and I played my "Game of Real Life" board game. It's a pretty fun game that parodies The Game of Life. Some spots you land on say funny things like, "Shot in a drive-by shooting", "Forced into Corporate Fitness Program", or "Drugs: LSD" where you have the choice of rolling the dice to take LSD and chance becoming addicted and losing health points, or maybe having a good time and getting smiley faces. The point of the game is to have the most smiley faces. Angela died before me, but she had more smiley faces, so she won.

Here's a diary of my "real life."

Fate pre-determined that I was to be born female, poor, and not very healthy. Fittingly enough, I was aborted and started a new life. It was pre-determined that I was going to be just as poor, female still, and even less healthy. I was born to drunken parents that beat me up. Probably due to the beatings, I turned out to be "pug-ugly." And probably due to my bad looks, my first kiss was with the smelly kid up the street.

When I was an adolescent, I was shot in a drive-by shooting--thankfully I recovered, only to be beaten up on the mean streets where I lived because I had the wrong skin tone. It wasn't long before I got spirituality. Things started looking up from there. I had sex for the first time--it was good.

I got a job doing grunt labor which was the best I could do since I was an undocumented worker. My lover asked me to marry him, so I considered marriage, but decided to stay single. Nonetheless I had a baby after being in labor for 25 hours.

A few years later I fell in love. I really wanted a baby, and my wish was granted. This time I had a C-Section.

Time rolled on by and I was still poor with 2 kids to feed. Finally the kids ganged up on their mom and forced me to get my life together. Then I participated in civil disobedience (and as a result got pepper sprayed).

One day I had a bad breast day--all the men that day just kept talking to my chest all day long. I was really busy and it was dragging me down, but finally I got some extra time to relax and have a few days off--this made me gain my health back, though I started getting severed PMS.

It wasn't long before I fried my brain on too much TV. Sex cured this, and I got pregnant. I couldn't afford another kid, so I gave it up for adoption. One day soon after that I was working on the house with a power tool, had an accident, and lost a finger. I had to call in sick after that.

Genetically altered wolves were introduced in my neighborhood and attacked me. I couldn't run away since I was really unhealthy. I almost died. After that I spent a wild Friday night returning bottles to the grocery store down the street.

Things that winter got really tight...the people in the projects where I lived had no money and no food and no help, so we had a Donner Party situation that occured. Thankfully I was not one of the eaten ones.

A short time after this I decided to fast for a day which really cleansed my system and made me healthier. Then love kicked my ass and my lover left me. So I went out dancing to cheer up. I had some great dreams after my wild night of dancing and drinking.

By this time, my father was quite old and feable. I had to change his diapers.

Then I lost one of my children. I can't believe I outlived her. I was in a funk after that and got some mysterious disease which impaired my immune system. I came down with influenza and died.

THE END

Pimp My Blog

2005-09-01T10:41:00.000-04:00

Today I've decided to personalize my blog, (since writing in it isn't personal enough-he he he). Not that I have had much a chance to write in it lately.

So this hipster polka dot blue template will morph into something of my own very soon. I just can't stop designing lately. Angela inspired me to start posting again since she had begun updating a new blog. She was nice enough to let me redesign the polka dot blue template into something a little more fitting and she found a cool picture to use for the background. Check out Angie from the Block's new blog: Cheap Cheep

I can't wait for some downtime to finish designing my lizardloungesound site, and to update the look of my djpressplay site and do some Flash work for it. And someday in the future when I have a solid place to call home, I will design/print my own business cards.

I'm psyched for my trip to Trader Joe's at 5pm tonight. A new one opened in Peabody Mass and I have a mission to run. I like missions. Then I have to get home and do laundry and pack for my fun weekend, oh yeah, and pretty up this blog site!

Today's 5 Senses Report
See: The bright sunshine beckoning me through the window behind my computer monitor.
Hear: Today I dug up a few old cds to listen to at work: Kula Shaker's K, Veruca Salt's American Thighs, Tricky's Pre-Millenium Tension & Maxiniquaye, A Life Less Ordinary Soundtrack, and The Wedding Singer Soundtrack.
Taste: Hmm...well I'm biting my fingernails for 24 more minutes until I walk across the street for a bagel.
Touch: My mouse and keyboards
Smell: Patchouli coming from somewhere or someone

Provincetown Days

2005-08-05T08:45:00.000-04:00

To view more silly Provincetown pictures like the ones below, click here.

Look at my beautiful purse! I look so pretty as a mermaid.

Ricky, Angela, and I eating lots of fried full belly clams...YUM!

Our little friend, Scout, dolled me up in costume jewelry and sparkly makeup...She just wanted me to fit in with all the boys in town.

Angela decides she would like a job as a rollerskating Drag Queen!

Ta Da! I can set up a tent!

The view from Ricky's beach house where we stayed...Scout, my make-up artist, is looking for seashells and trying not to step on glass.

"Bring People Together"
Well we made it. All in all, Provincetown was fun, if a little gay-man-tastic. Lots of drama queens. I recommend bringing double the money you think you need because I bought hardly anything, 2 t-shirts the whole trip, and I don't know where the rest of money went. Probably the $25 parking ticket I received 4 minutes after they start metering in the morning. Next time we need bring our bikes! We also managed to help hook-up Wendy, a single woman we randomly met from Kentucky (there's a lot I could say about Kentucky but that would take up a whole post), with a very hot bartender...well we think we did...we're awaiting more details....

The Ani Difranco show was great too...we found a fun new artist, Erin Mckeown who opened for Ani, and Angela bought her record on clear vinyl and got Ms.? Mckeown to sign it.

To Ani, The Cape, and P-Town We Go

2005-07-14T11:19:00.000-04:00

July 29, we're off to the Cape, for a 4 day weekend. First up is a day at Nickerson Campground, no it's not the nudist campground in Hyannis--we decided NO on that. I'm sure Nickerson will be full of hippie dread types also going to the Ani Difranco show in Hyannis.

After spending a nice evening dancing to "chic with guitar" music (not normally my bag baby) we will be back at Nickerson, camping the night away. It's been so long since I set a tent up, we should probably do this pre-concert, as I'm sure it will be dark and we may be a little giddy after the show.

The next 2 days will be spend in Provincetown, swimming, shopping, eating seafood, people-watching, because there are amusing people in P-Town. Then Monday morning after a nice breakfast and maybe another swim or stroll about town, we'll be driving home. I'm sure we'll have lots of nice pics to post...stay tuned.

Why I'm In Love

2005-06-30T22:10:00.000-04:00

Frogger

2005-06-28T14:29:00.000-04:00

I receive the request to add Frogger to my arcade of my website. Ask and ye shall receive.

To play Frogger and several other old school game, click here.

It's tough...I haven't made it across once without getting smushed!

Cap'n Stella's Pirate Party

2005-06-27T12:37:00.000-04:00

Death of a Parrot

Take That! AAARRR!

This Bird Doesn't Lay Eggs, It Lays Candy

See pirate party invitation

Tuchman in Bamberg, Germany

2005-06-16T15:05:00.000-04:00

Something looks out of place in this picture??? Hmm...Harbor Tours??? I hope if you see this Nicole you get a little laugh out of it...Do you recognize where this picture is from? Think a few years back.

Tuchman is stationed in Bamberg, Germany...it's a pretty little town...check it out

My Pirate Name

2005-06-14T17:53:00.000-04:00

Mad Mary Rackham
Every pirate is a little bit crazy. You, though, are more than just a little bit. You have the good fortune of having a good name, since Rackham (pronounced RACKem, not rack-ham) is one of the coolest sounding surnames for a pirate. Arr!

Get your own pirate name from fidius.org.

Bad Luck/Good Luck

2005-06-08T14:28:00.000-04:00

BIRTHDAY DRAMA IN VERMONT

For my birthday, Angela got me a very colorful (like rainbow colorful) wire/bead lizard, made me a cute card (yes with more lizards), and got me a rockin' plain green t-shirt seen in the pic below.

Then Saturday she had a surprise-filled day all planned out for me. Angela, Stella, and I fired up the old Kia and headed to Vermont. I've never really hung out in Vermont. In fact, I've only driven through VT. a few times on my way to New York and I was not impressed...I don't know, the places I drove through on route 9 kind of creeped me out. So Angela, who loves Vermont, decided to get me to love Vermont too.

Ever heard the saying, "Love works in mysterious ways"?

We drove on route 14 along the White River, through Sharon, North Pomfret (accidentally), South Royalton, Bethel, Randolph and I think Brookfield.

In Brookfield we visited with a good friend of Angela's who had a house on top of a big hill with a very green and pretty view down onto Randolph and the surrounding hills and fields. We stayed a long time soaking up sun and gardening, lounging on a rock like a lizard, then eating extra sharp cheddar, perfectly ripe canteloupe, and sipping on cool white wine.

After a nice mellow wine buzz was achieved, it was time for more surprises...meeting Angela's sister, Devon, followed by dinner at a place called River Run...she would not tell me anymore details than that...like what kind of food this place had etc, and after dinner we'd be headed to Montpelier.

Here is where the drama begins.

We stop for gas just outside Montpelier on the way to her sisters. I pay for the gas with my debit card (which I take out of my purple cassette tape wallet which I set on the back end of my car).

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I get in the car and we go 10 minutes down the road to Angie's sister's house. I meet Devon who is very pretty and very pregnant. We drop Stella off and as we're leaving I look to grab my purple wallet, but it's no where to be found. I immediately start panicking and feeling sick.

I left my wallet on the backend of my car, wide open. FUCK! Stupid, stupid, Sarah. I've lost shoes off my car before, but not my wallet. It had $67 in cash, my 2 credit cards, all my gift cards from work ($100 value), and my debit card, and driver's license). And due to Angela forgetting her wallet at home I was, until a few minutes ago, the only one with money for dinner. We drive back to the gas station...we see no sign of it anywhere...I left my name and phone number with the woman running the gas station. As we're leaving the gas station, Adam and Co. show up (they forgot that they were part of the surprise, I wasn't supposed to know anyone was supposed to be meeting us for dinner).

We forge on and go to dinner at the River Run Restaurant and I struggled with not completely bawling and breaking something so I busy myself with sucking down some Red Stripe and eating loads of soul food. How conflicting...feeling so happy that my girl and our friends are doing so many sweet things for my birthday, yet feeling so absolutely idiotic and mad at myself for letting my wallet and it's contents fly all over Vermont (and there were rivers we crossed over too that stuff could have flown into).

Anyhow, River Run is a soul food restaurant in Plainfield, Vermont, serving up dishes of fried pickles, fried green tomatoes, hushpuppies, pulled pork, fried chicken and catfish, and of course collard greens and cornbread. The fried green tomotoes were fucking fantastic! The pulled pork too. Angela's very very nice friends payed for our dinner, because we had no deniero, no lira, no kronor, no nothing.

It's dark; we head to the Langdon Street Cafe in Montpelier for music and more drinks. My cell phone suddenly comes back into service area when we get into downtown. I check my messages. Some nice old guy had found my wallet and some cash and cards. As I'm listening to the message my phone rings and it's a policeman saying that someone dropped off my driver's license at the Montpelier PD. Someone else had found it. It looks like this:

Someone ran over my license. It's got a war wound.

After I retrieved my license from the PD, we drive up to the old guy's house which is across from the local gun and ammo club...this guy gave me the longest worst funniest directions ever...when he mentioned the gun range I got a little nervous. I thought he might be a big gun-toting, Republican, homophobe so both Angie and I decided she should stay in the car.

Turns out he was a really nice steel guitar maker with a really sweet wife, who when I offered to give them something in return for them returning everything to me, said they wanted nothing, except for me to stop on in if I'm up in the area ever again. He had been on his nightly walk down the road when he found all my stuff scattered all over a bridge (I am so lucky my shit didn't fly off into the river). All my money and even some change, all my cards too, everything except my driver's license (which someone else had found), and my debit card he had found on his little walk. So out of this whole debacle, the only thing still missing was my debit card. In celebration we go back to the Cafe in Montpelier and have a drink, chat with some interesting characters, and dance briefly, then go grab Stella and drive 2 hours home and stumble into bed at nearly 3am.

Sunday morning I cancel my debit card. It's only 10 bucks and means a week a without having my card...but I always use my debit card...I rarely ever have cash on me.

Sunday evening before I go to DJ at the Red Door, I'm at my condo in Dover, and I dump my purse out on my bed to find my little notepad that I write my silly lists on. On the top of the stack of crap from my purse, I notice a receipt. It's the receipt from the notorious gas station from the day before. I think, hmm...why was that in my purse, that should be somewhere scattered on the roadside in Vermont. Then I look past the receipt and I see my debit card! I say out loud to myself, you've go to be fucking kidding me. I had taken the receipt and debit card and stuffed them into my purse back at the gas station and that's why I forgot all about my wallet because it seemed like I had put something in my purse.

Grrrr!! and Yeah!!! all at the same time.

Tea Time - Lori's Mysterious Gift Revealed!

2005-06-08T13:57:00.000-04:00

Thanks so much for your "tea bill" mystery gift! Here's what I'm going to order as soon as my new debit card arrives (to pay for the shipping only).

With my gift certificate I will get:
** 1 bottle vanilla coconut white tea (this sounds so good)
** 1 12pack of Republic of Tea recipe notecards (only $5!)
** 1 50teabag tin of Vanilla Almond Black Tea (mmm...vanilla)
** 1 36teabag tin of Mate Latte (a yummy chocolate-y tea)
** 1 sampler pack of the Tea of Inquiry (green tea with toasted rice)

So many teas to pick from...this was not easy. There's about 50 other kinds I want to try...I didn't know there were such tea versions as red tea and white tea. And they have 3 types of chai tea (my favorite) and lots of good sounding ginger teas too, but I didn't even get any because I wanted to have fun trying new flavors.

THANKS LORI, YOU ROCK!

Birthday Gift Number 1 -- You Rock, Lori!!!

2005-06-03T09:01:00.000-04:00

The Pookster is always trying to keep my breath fresh :) She's the ginger queen--I love ginger! THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU. You provided the spiciest part of my birthday last night, literally.

I did not not end up at any bars...I ended up in the kitchen cooking up a peanut-butter, chocolate, marshmallow surprise house-warming gift for Angela.

Yesterday, feeling quite guilty after my day of eating glazed donuts and cheese danish, I decided to go for a long run down to Bayview Road and back via the sneaky, wooded Old Garrison Road/Path. (On a quick side story, I've never eaten a Twinkie...I mentioned this to my coworkers earlier this week after they were discussing Hurley's line in Lost about Twinkie's lasting forever. So technically yesterday, the first birthday presents I actually received were 2 packs of Twinkies, sweaty, icky Twinkies. They'd make a great picture sweating whatever it is they're sweating...I'll take a picture this weekend...I still don't know if I'm going to eat them.) Back to my run, which lasted about an hour and kicked my ass. It felt great. I need to start doing this about 3 times a week. But my shoes are old and suck. I might as well run barefoot.

As soon as I walk into the apartment, Hamer hands me a 4 pack of Boddingtons (he read my mind, scary), one of which I immediately crack open and swig...nothing like thirst-quenching beer after a long run! Water any one? Then he hands me a package from 1923 Reindeer Way in Delaware. This is Lori's very non-woodsy urban address...there are no reindeer in Delaware. Inside Lori's package are 2 tins of Ginger Altoids (zing, zing), 2 CDs by artists I've never heard of; Inara George and John Legend, and a card with this mysterious line: "One more item arriving by post, if it hasn't already, consisting of one bit of paper to be used in exchange for items pictured on the other bits of paper."

Lori, I am definitely curious...curious like my altoids....Thank you so much for your gifts!

On Turning 25

2005-06-02T12:35:00.000-04:00

Happy Birthday to Me!

You will find me tonight at one of the 3 bars in the Seacoast that serves Boddingtons on tap (The Barley Pub in Dover, and the Coat of Arms or Muddy River Smokehouse in Portsmouth). You later then may find me on the street in a creamy beer induced coma.

This calorific morning was filled with Mimosa, a bit o' cheese danish and a glazed donut with chocolate filling and chocolate cookie crumbs on top, followed by 2 cups of coffee, and coming up soon a can of Rockstar. I will be cracked out at work today. Somewhere in the dictionary under calorie-hogging, over-priveledged Americans is a picture of me with a donut in my fist slamming an energy drink (also I will be pictured under the definition of "oxy-moron"). I promise that I never normally eat this much crap but my office insists on Hansel and Grettle-ing us up.

In my spare time, working hard of course, I am sharing with my coworkers a 2 Disc New Wave 80s mix that I just burned, complete with the Psychadelic Furs, Thomas Dolby, The Cure, Oingo Boingo, The Rave Ups, The Smiths, Squeeze, Soft Cell, the Waitresses, Trio, Yaz, Was Not Was, Reflex, Spandau Ballet, Split Endz, Talking Heads, Visage, X, and for more cheese, a little Bangles, Bananarama, Belle Star, Flying Lizards, Dire Straights, Kajagoogoo, Duran Duran, Motels, Thompson Twins, Lena Lovich, the Vapors, and Wang Chung.

Anyone else got any good cheesy retro new wave-ish 80s tunes or bands they want to recommend to me?

Mmm...what a wonderful day!

HAPPY ANNIVERSARY, ANGELA!

2005-06-01T14:06:00.000-04:00

Phototrope Dope

2005-05-31T14:31:00.000-04:00

on top of a sphere rotating wildly on it's axis
in the wide open outerspace universe,
we feel the silence and emptiness and vastness,
the heavy air that is this whole universe,
blowing through our hair, curling across our necks,
rushing over our nipples, creeping cooly over our bellys,
rushing between our legs and tickling our feet
as we become one
living breathing twisting, writhing, moaning piece of matter
wetly clinging on top of this fucking sphere
rotating wildly on it's axis
in the wide open outerspace universe

and every time we touch it's like:
an eightball of caffeine rushing to my brain,
the mellow cling of marijuana smoke soak, soaking in,
mushroom paranoia twinging -- tick, tock, tick,
focus on sound, intense attention to detail,
visions surreal,
ecstacy induced rigidity, sensitivity to touch,
while sinking slowly into sheets, drip drop dripping, seeping,
becoming one with the opiate that is us
anaesthetic Angel dust sprinkles down,
as my spine relaxes and curls towards you,
phototropistically yours,
you are my phototrope dope.
by DJ Press Play

Scion unveils the xB mobile DJ vehicle

2005-05-25T14:09:00.000-04:00

gizmag Article: Scion unveils the xB mobile DJ vehicle

Pretty sick, I have to admit, even though I don't like the look of the original boxy xB, this one is looks a lot better. I love that it's orange--my favorite color.

Well, maybe someday in the future I'll be pimpin' in the xB, until then it's the poopy Kia for me.

Sarangie's Weekend In Brooklyn

2005-05-17T17:39:00.000-04:00

Man, this subway stop sure does smell good

Multiple Meanings

Trashy

The Cows are Coming

Even the Homeless Can Afford PBR!

I Love Nimo's Pizza too

For all the pics, click here

What Hot Is (from my magnetic poetry friend)

2005-05-17T16:55:00.000-04:00

An Ode to Me from The Amazing Fuzz-tastic

Thanks Girl!

what hot means to me in relation to you:

hot is your attitude, the way you carry yourself.
hot is all the funky colors of nail polish you have.
hot is your fabulous taste in music.
hot is being in touch with your inner geek.
hot is the way you can be totally sober and supergoofy at the same time and not care what anyone thinks.
hot is the fact that you know when it's time to be serious.
hot is how you look in your glasses (i never said i didn't appreciate your good looks).
hot is holding down a reasonable job.
hot is your sense of humor.
hot is you snuggling up with my cats and taking a nap on my couch.
hot is the way you make me feel like a teenage girl with a big crush.
hot is the sound of your voice.
hot is sarah matthews, and don't let anyone tell you different, girl.

From The Mouths Of Babes

2005-05-05T10:21:00.000-04:00

Why Paris Hilton Doesn't Like Me

AP: Do you read blogs?

Hilton: What's that?

AP: Um, they're these things on the Internet where people write about news and stuff.

Hilton: No, I don't really read anything on the Internet except my AOL mail. I don't like people who sit on computers all day long and write about people they don't know anything about.

AP: Paris, you just described my job.

a few questions later....

AP: Why are you so popular?

Hilton: I don't know, because of who I am. I'm not like anybody else. I'm like an American princess.

The Return of Tuchman

2005-05-04T09:33:00.000-04:00

Tuchman in Bermuda

Tuchman and Lindsey; I'm Laughing For Undisclosed Reasons

Tuchman is back tonight after a month or so stint doing some military shit at some military base in some midwestern state. Fuzzy and Tuchman will be partying down for the next few weeks until Tuchman is sent off for 3 years to be stationed somewhere in Germany.

A trip to the Riverworks tonight for beers is on! It's going to be a tough call, beer with crazy friends or brand new episode of LOST. Well, since the invention of DIVX and BitTorrent and Tivo (not that I have TiVO) who needs to revolve their life around when a show airs...not me!

I'm sure I'll be talking about Ms. Emery all night and maybe even tell them about the entity that is Sarangela/Sarangie.

Fashion Show DivaMommas

2005-05-02T14:40:00.000-04:00

Well I guess there is some fashion sense in NH after all! This weekend at the Revolution Vintage Fashion Show I got the behind the scenes action, from hair augmentation secrets to tips on how to take a bra off seemlessly to a slight hair spray high.

This show rocked, and they will have another show in White River Junction, VT. this Fall. It comes with the DJ Press Play seal of approval. I sat on my knees on a cement floor with white wine spilled from the table next to me soaking my backside while dealing with an unruly stomach, but I didn't move the whole time.

For a bunch of show pics, click here.

I'm the Real Slim Shadow

2005-04-20T10:38:00.000-04:00

Hi, my name is Shadow, and I'm one fly doggie DAWG! I like to take long walks on the beach, drag my roommates around by my leash, leave my hair everywhere, and bound up the stairs every morning and attack Sarah. I especially like to lick her glasses. I also like to chew on stuff...I have an oral fixation. Who doesn't really?

possibly maybe

2005-04-12T15:40:00.000-04:00

Angela Loves Elephants, Early 90s Dance Music (aka Snap, C&C Music Factory, Ce Ce Peniston), and a Nice Swish of Wine Before Bed...okay I'm kidding about the dance music thing

56 More Years To Go!

2005-04-12T14:30:00.000-04:00

Confirmation That I'm a Freakin' Genious!

2005-04-08T10:20:00.000-04:00

My Glorious Test Results...I challenge you to a duel, Lori!

English Genius

You scored 92% Beginner, 92% Intermediate, 86% Advanced, and 86% Expert! You did so extremely well, even I can't find a word to describe your excellence! You have the uncommon intelligence necessary to understand things that most people don't. You have an extensive vocabulary, and you're not afraid to use it properly! Way to go!

My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:

You scored higher than 37% on Beginner
You scored higher than 32% on Intermediate
You scored higher than 21% on Advanced
You scored higher than 94% on Expert

Link: The Commonly Confused Words Test written by shortredhead78 on Ok Cupid

Mi Manchi

2005-04-06T09:58:00.000-04:00

Can I Get a Witness?

I need a witness
Can I get a witness?
You're always on my mind
But you'll never know it just by looking at me

I want you to know
I'll love you endlessly
I will never leave you

I don't wanna be alone tonight
I just wanna hold you in my arms
and show you my love has no bounds
I wanna spend a little time with you, with you

So tell me baby if you feel it too
Can I get a witness?

Me Explaining Quantum Physics to Ms. Angela

2005-04-05T13:22:00.000-04:00

"so you see angela, 1+1 does equal 2"

Show Me Yours

2005-03-31T15:21:00.000-05:00

a captive audience for our boy strippers

My Ear Bar

2005-03-31T14:53:00.000-05:00

my photoshopped ear

More Survey Fun from Angela

2005-03-30T15:33:00.000-05:00

LAST MOVIE YOU SAW IN A THEATER:	The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou
WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW:	I'm ashamed at this one, nothing, but was reading Steven King's Wolves of Calla last
FAVORITE BOARD GAME:	I love board games! Kings is my favorite, followed by Trivial Pursuit, Scattergories, and Encore
FAVORITE MAGAZINE:	CMJ (College Music Journal)
FAVORITE SMELLS:	Brewing Coffee, My Body Shop "Of a Woman" perfume, citrus, lavender
COMFORT FOOD:	Bananas and if it's comforting a hangover then an everything bagel with onion/chive cream cheese
FAVORITE SOUNDS:	Oncoming trains, Music Sweet Music, Newfound Lake in the Summertime
WORST FEELING IN THE WORLD:	failure and regret
WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU THINK OF WHEN YOU WAKE UP IN THE MORNING:	That I should sleep for another 5 minutes
FAVORITE FAST FOOD PLACE:	Ick! But if desperate Wendy's
FUTURE CHILD'S NAME:	Girl: Reagan Boy: Demian (I haven't thought of middle names yet)
FINISH THIS STATEMENT: "IF I HAD A LOT OF MONEY, I WOULD":	Pay off my car and school loans, buy my mom a place where she could retire to, and buy my brother a house and set up a college fund for Trinity
DO YOU DRIVE FAST:	I'm getting slower as I get older, but I can be a speed demon
DO YOU SLEEP WITH A STUFFED ANIMAL:	No, I wish I did
STORMS -- COOL OR SCARY:	Cool
WHAT WAS YOUR FIRST CAR:	Well my first to drive was a Volvo 240DL but my very own as in I bought it is my pimpin' kia spectra gs
FAVORITE ALCOHOLIC DRINK:	WINE: basic light french table wines by Debeauf HARD: gin and tonic/red bull & vodka BEER: Boddingtons
FINISH THIS STATEMENT,'IF I HAD THE TIME, I WOULD LOVE TO':	Relax! Finish my scrapbooking and travel the world
DO YOU EAT THE STEMS OF BROCCOLI:	That would be pretty wasteful not to
IF YOU COULD DYE YOUR HAIR ANY COLOR, WHAT WOULD YOU CHOOSE:	Light brown with red highlights
GLASS HALF-EMPTY OR FULL:	I hate this question, I'm a cynic somedays, an optimist others, it all depends miss no labels
HOW MANY CITIES/TOWNS HAVE YOU LIVED IN:	Hmm...give me a pencil and paper, okay 10 even
FAVORITE PLACE TO RELAX:	If I had one, a hot tub, If I had one, on a table under the hands of a masseuse, and again if I had one, in my lover's arms
FAVORITE SPORT TO WATCH:	On TV=football, olympics, figureskating, diving, In Person=ice hockey
WHAT IS UNDER YOUR BED:	Secret secret things :) just kidding, nothing right now
TOILET PAPER/ PAPER TOWEL--OVER OR UNDER:	OVER!
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How Brave Are You?

2005-03-30T11:24:00.000-05:00

Measure Your Fears - Would You, Wouldn't You, You Did
Created by beindthecurtain and taken 6925 times on bzoink!
Pet a snake	Sure, I have already
Spend a week in an empty room	Solitary Confinement Turns Me On
Ride in a hot-air balloon	Why Not
Sky dive	I really want to someday
Sing in front of a huge audience	bring it on
scuba dive	sure
Sit in the front seat of a roller coaster	all the time, I love coasters
Deliver a baby	oooh, I'd try
Swim across the Amazon River	yipes no! i do not like nippy piranhas
Change careers	oh yes
Disappear for a long period of time	where? i'm game
Walk through the forest alone at night	that is not brave, i do it all the time
Join a space mission	I'd love to
Tell everyone what you honestly think of them	I mostly do already
Call off your wedding	Yes who wants to get married anyways?
Walk naked through New York City for 10 minutes during rush hour	too many body issues inebriate me then we'll see
Walk up to Mike Tyson and call him a girl	Sure, I could outrun him
Disarm a bomb	Well I don't know my correct wires so I don't think I'd risk it unless it were life and death situation
CLean the outside windows of a skyscraper	you got me, i don't think so
Draw a mustache on the Mona Lisa with a permanent marker	no but she does look a little manly
Go on tour with Elvis	no, because I'd want to be called the King
Go swimming during a thunder storm	while on opiates
Preform surgury on your best friend	sure, i'd pee on my best friend if i had to
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A Lori Thing

2005-03-29T17:54:00.000-05:00

Your Life: The Soundtrack
Created by angieloki and taken 8 times on bzoink!
Opening Credits	You're All I Need to Get By by Method Man and Mary J Blige
Waking Up	Get Up by James Brown
Average Day	Connected by the Stereo MCs
Bad Love, the Sex	Billie Jean by Michael Jackson
Bad Love, the Relationship	Sometimes by Erykah Badu
Quirky Flirting	Time of the Seasons by the Zombies
Falling in Love	Crimson and Clover by Tommy James and the Shondells
Fucking Scene	Erotica by Madonna (aka Madge aka Esther)
Love Scene	Triptico by Gotan Project
Fight (with Archnemesis)	Machinehead by Bush
After the Fight	2 Wicky by Hooverphonic
Tension in Paradise	Spin Spin Sugar by the Sneaker Pimps
Break Up	Letting the Cables Sleep by Bush
Reunion	Falling In Love Again by Edith Piaf
Ooh Adultery	Sinnerman by Nina Simone
Guilt	Can I Get a Witness by Sofa Surfers and Richard Doorfmeister
Death of a Loved One	Sail Away
Secret Love	Sofa Rockers by the Sofa Surfers
Bad Day	Optimistic by Radiohead
Life's Okay	But I Feel Good by Groove Armada
Contemplation	Reflections by the Supremes
Breakdown	Requiem for a Dream Theme by Kronos Quartet
Flashback	Remember by Groove Armada
Party	The Music Sounds Better With You by Stardust
Club	Move Your Feet by Junior Senior
Regret	Come Undone by Duran Duran
Long Night Alone	Channel 1 Suite by Cinematic Orchestra
Death Scene	Sail Away by David Gray
Closing Credits	Crystal Blue Puersuasion by Tommy James and the Shondells
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2005-03-28T15:19:00.000-05:00

Thanks Pookster! What a nice surprise coming home to find a mystery package for me. I have hung the street sign on my bedroom wall, contemplating purchasing a baby iguana to train to walk on a leash down the streets of Dover.

by DJ Press Play

2005-03-28T15:18:00.000-05:00

Paul Joe's B-Day Bowling Party
by DJ Press Play

DJ Press Play Website Back Up

2005-03-23T12:53:00.000-05:00

Check out my website at http://www.djpressplay.com

:)

updates updates updates

2005-03-22T15:21:00.000-05:00

Well kiddos I have moved. My new address for all you stalkers out there is:

Sarah Matthews
5 Tideview Drive
Dover, NH 03820

I am a sicko today. I think while hunting for easter eggs at work yesterday (I found $36 in all of my eggs!) that I unearthed some sort of ancient disease, perhaps whooping cough...either that or my body is rejecting the lack of mold spores that I am used to inhaling from my old apartment. I am going to go sweat it out at the gym today.

Holy shnikees it's above 50 degrees here!!!! I am looking forward to the D'Ovidio clan visiting this weekend...fabulous! Later....

Adah On Her Way Home!!!

2005-03-18T09:05:00.000-05:00

Hooray for baby Adah!!
Jessie, Gretchen, and Lesley love their new girl Adelaide. I can't wait to visit you guys, you have such pretty little girls. Gretchen is so big now :) Hopefully I will see you in April when I come up to DJ in Lebanon and Plymouth.

The So and Sos

2005-03-17T11:59:00.000-05:00

It's My Twin, Meghan Toohey...I wish I was the lead singer and guitarist in a band

I Really Want You to Be

2005-03-15T21:21:00.000-05:00

I scribbled this in my journal for you late one February night, listening to the Kronos Quartet, wondering how to stop thinking about you, wanting to know what might be.

I really want you to be my...

Squeeze my hand
Warm fingers
Nervous chatter
I want to tell you more
But I won't let me
Because it's not right

I really want you to be my...
Falling hard...
I really want you to be my...

Dropping hints
Shy body language
Awkward moments
Cocky moments
Silently I stare
Enjoying your presence
Your being

I really want you to be my...

Joking too much
Talking too loud
Waiting too long
Wanting too much

I really want you to be my...

I Guess I'll See You Next Lifetime

2005-03-15T20:45:00.000-05:00

I wish my point of view was from that of the songwriter, but instead my role is that of the intended recipient.

Now what am I supposed to do
When I want you in my world
How can I want you for myself
When I'm already someone's girl

The first time that I saw you boy
It was a warm and sunny day
All I know is I wanted you
I really hoped you'd look my way
Then you smiled at me
So warm and sweet
I could not speak
You make me feel like a little bitty girl
What'd you do to me

Guess I'll see you next lifetime

Your energy
Feels so damn good to me
It picks me up
Don't want to come down
Got me spinnin' all around
I got somebody
But you're beautiful
But still it ain't that type of party

Now what am I supposed to do
When I want you in my world
How can I want you for myself
When I'm already someone's girl
---Erykah Badu

Samoa Madness

2005-03-15T17:02:00.000-05:00

I wanted to thank Fuzzy for reminding me of the goodness of Samoas...Brown & Company liked them too. I was a Brownie once, but not a Girl Scout, even though I did attend Girl Scout Camp...but that's another story for later.

I'd Like Extra MSMG Please!

2005-03-14T17:10:00.000-05:00

Mr. and Mrs. Mardi Snow
Nice Photo, Angela. To read more about the MSMG mishap and just what these snowpeople are doing so decked out, visit http://www.uvscene.com.

Tiny Dancer at the Salt Hill Pub in Lebanon, NH

2005-03-14T17:08:00.000-05:00

Another Wine Please!
I'm smiling so much because I'm glad I drove all the way to Lebanon in a raging snowstorm to DJ for the MSMG only to have it be postponed. Thanks to our friends though at least us WXNDers didn't have to shack up in some Lebanon Motel 6.

The View From Fuzzy's Porch

2005-03-10T17:13:00.000-05:00

Buh Bye Newmarket
Ah, the Newmarket Mills...maybe Smuttynose will move in someday and I will regret moving out of town. After all when have I ever lived within stumbling distance to a brewery?

Thoughts of Warmer Weather

2005-03-10T17:11:00.000-05:00

Moxie Plays Dead
I love the Fall, and so does Moxie!

Whose Cat Is This?

2005-03-10T17:10:00.000-05:00

Moxie on the Move
My neighbors cat, Moxie decided to visit the day after the Red Sox won the World Series. She was very happy despite her menacing look in this picture. I will miss my good neighbors, The Sheff Family and their cats.

Saying Goodbye to the Apartment

2005-03-10T13:26:00.000-05:00

Buh Bye My Pretty Citrus Kitchen
by DJ Press Play

See how my fridge is this 1960s avacado green? What color goes with that? That's right mac&cheese orange/yellow...I think I just might paint my new room this color. Goodbye kitchen!

DJ Press Play on the Move

2005-03-08T15:31:00.000-05:00

It's official, I'm moving to Dover to test out the "condo life." I'm excited to have more than 2 total rooms to move back and forth between. I will post a picture of my new roommate, Shadow, when I get a chance. He's a pit bull/black lab.

2005-02-25T11:48:00.000-05:00

DJ PRESS PLAY hard at work
by DJ Press Play

Check out PressPlay at the Red Door next Sunday

2005-02-09T11:43:00.000-05:00

From 9-1am, come on down the Red Door on State Street in Portsmouth.