Tuesday, December 19, 2006

Funny? Sad? Both? You Decide.

Last week at some point, I was roused from my slumber at 5:05 AM by my boss, asking me if I could cover opening since the scheduled opener (we'll call him...John the Homophobe) was sick. Sure! Of course! I took a shower and popped in to work at 5:45 AM. I had been looking forward to sleeping late since I wasn't scheduled until 8:45 AM. Hmmph. I usually open, which means up at 4:15 to be there at 5. Aaaaaanyway.

This morning, I receive two phone calls both of which inform me that said homophobe has fleas. surreal I couldn't go in because I have the final from hell tonight and needed to study a little more.

But...seriously. Fleas? surreal confused I've had flea bites, because I grew up with dogs in my home and I live in the woods. I've never been privy to my own personal infestation. How does that happen?! I'm itchy just thinking about it. *shudders* That's nasty.

Perhaps it is karma. John the Homophobe has earned his name through a series of disgustingly homophobic comments, including but not limited to informing me of his shock and outrage that two of our regular male customers kissed each other on the lips. (For the record, my response was "Yeah...and...?") There have been others and I've made my boss aware of this. I think it's just a matter of time before he's no longer with us....thank God. If there's one thing in the world that I can't stand, it's small minded assholes like this guy.

Saturday, September 23, 2006

Good Vibes Needed!


On Monday, my Dad will be auditioning for a bass player gig with a national act.
One hell of a birthday gift if he becomes a rock star of sorts, eh? ;)

Monday, September 11, 2006

five years later




five years later my heart still aches.
i close my eyes and see the plumes of smoke billlowing through the air.
debris falls from the sky like dusty rain.
five years later my hands still shake.
chaos sirens confusion anger
their anguished cries are fading
yet i still hear them.
feel their pain.
my pain.
our pain.
five years later.
[Copyright JDF, 2006]

Friday, September 08, 2006

The Short List

1) I think I'm getting another ear infection...that's what I get for going in the pool. Yuck.

2) My stupid boss chose to ignore my availability for not one, but two days in a row. This means that not only was I stuck closing last night and this evening, I had to cancel on my friend even though I committed to babysitting for her kids when she was still pregnant with the younger of the two!

It all makes me feel like busting up a Starbucks. (Mike Doughty like what?)

3) I'm cancelling my birthday this year, as in not having a celebratory gathering. No one cared last year, and it seems equally unimportant to anyone else but me this time around as well. I'll throw myself a one person fondue party. At least I know I'll show up.

4) School went well this week, but I'm still down a textbook. The shipping info hasn't been updated for five days now and I have no idea when the book is getting here. Googling for the poems that I need to write about is getting kind of old. Emailing the place I bought it from twice hasn't solved anything! Arrrgggghhh.

5) I don't know what to have for lunch today, but I know i have to drop several banana nut loaves off at the soup kitchen.

Tuesday, August 22, 2006

Wild Tales of Debauchery on West 9th Street

Okay, maybe not.

But I blame Jess' Dad, Pete. He's the one that made the large pitchers of Pete-aritas which are wholly responsible for my condition at present.

I swear that I thought up something useful to post this evening, but I seem to have forgotten it already.

Oh look...my bed.

zzzzzzzzzzzzz

Sunday, August 20, 2006

Congratulations Are In Order....Squared!

My dear friend Pete got married yesterday. I couldn't be happier....

...until he told me that I'm going to be an Auntie!! (on or about 3/15/2007 :))

I'm absolutely over the moon for Pete and his wife, Dawn. Besides the fact that they both finally have solidified the love that they've shared with one another for several years now AND have created a life in that love's honor...Pete and Dawn absolutely deserve every single nanosecond of happy that comes their way.

http://www.dawnandpete.com <--- some info about the lovely couple and photos of the venue.

Photos of Mark, Dawn, Pete and myself at said wedding will be posted as soon as I get the camera developed (I don't wanna talk about it!) Everything was beautiful, and seemingly flawless- from the outdoor ceremony to cocktail hour and beyond!

I even managed to cut a rug in my 4" silver princess shoes. And I got the boy on the dance floor.

What a wonderful evening.

Monday, August 14, 2006

Graham Nash Was Right

Military madness is indeed killing my country.

Last evening, Mom, Dad, Mark and I went on a sojourn of sorts to the Bethel Woods Center for the Arts. It's a brand new concert venue built right on the property where the original Woodstock was held, and it's gorgeous! I won't comment on how it took us two hours to leave the parking lot after the show was over. I also won't comment on how I didn't reach my bed until 3:30 AM and how I had to wake up at 6:45 AM for traffic court. That's another post entirely, so I'll save it for later.

Anyway. The reason for our road trip was our yearly (or whenever they're touring) Crosby, Stills & Nash concert outing...only this time we were in for a real treat since Neil Young has rejoined David, Graham and Steven for the Freedom of Speech '06 tour. While they've always been known for being a bit outspoken and left-leaning, last night's performance of new material really hit home. Their first set consisted of a few older and more well known tunes, but when they segwayed into Military Madness it was all over.

"And when the wars are over
And the body count is finally filed
I hope the man [George Bush] discovers
What's driving the people wild"

The remainder of the set ventured deeper into their thoughts on the war in Iraq, and last but not least we had a sing-a-long to one of Neil Young's newest creations, entitled "Let's Impeach the President". Google the lyrics if you feel like it; I think if I post them I'll get wiretapped and cavity-searched by the Feds.

The second set was rife with old favorites, such as "Carry Me", "Immigration Man" and "Southern Cross". It's rare that my perspective of the world changes suddenly, but sitting there with my parents and my love made the entire show a damn near religious experience as though the world suddenly made sense.

Strangely enough, it does. Talk about a revelation. I didn't even need the brown acid.

I can't wait to see them again, and I don't care what the tickets cost this time. It's not about the money anymore. It's about the principle.