A Likely Story!

Post Ween/Weekend

So yeah. Saw WEEN Saturday night at Red Rocks.

Looking back at everything, it was ok. Yeah, just ok.

We did the carpool thing and went as a group...Shmeder and a friend, Rosalicious & Kev. Tailgated in the upper parking lot. Sun wasn't too hot, mood was great, company was fun.

Eventually made it inside...yikes! Stairs! Steep stairs! For someone with a massive and uncontrollable fear of heights, it was scary. But, the things ya have to do to rock out. It was my first time there, so I let Shmeder do the honors of snagging us seats and let me tell you boys and girls, she did not dissapoint. SHE ROCKED!!! 5th row, baby!

So we chitted and chatted with the nice guy Chuck that we sat next to for the last half of the Go! Team. They were good...very peppy!

Flaming Lips up next. WOW. My first FL concert. Very visual. Very over the top with dancing Santa's and dancing purple space aliens. Lots of confetti. Mega-confetti.Floaty gigantic green balloons in the sky. Good musicians but after awhile, the mic cam got very old. For some reason, they had a mini-cam stuck on the microphone and I saw way more of the lead singer's mouth...and teeth, and beard follicles than I ever really cared to see. Good music tho, but after awhile all I wanted was for WEEN to hit the stage.

After close to an hour (??) clean up after the Lips, WEEN took the stage at 11:15 ish.

[Inserting a personal rant here. For most of the concert, I was sitting on the end. Was happy to have a seat, no doubt, but all sorts of 'crowder-inners' decided to try and become friends so they could share my seat with them. Nah, not so much. The Security guy was great at shooing them away, but it got old really quick and only got better once WEEN took the stage and everyone moved to the  center.

What never got better and what totally fucking pissed me off was the people who HAD to smoke. They were everywhere. EVERYWHERE. The guards tried to manage it, but after awhile they gave up.

(Smoking is allowed on the far sides of the arena, but not in the main area) Couldn't breathe mid-way thru the Lips and it got worse once WEEN started. Felt like crap and at that point was frustrated beyond belief. This was a concert I had been waiting for for AGES. And now that it was about to happen, I was so miserable I almost cried. Selfish bastards. End of rant]

It was cool seeing WEEN. Cool when they played some of my faves. Realized I have no where near that knowledge that others have of WEEN...and that's cool..it was good music.

After awhile, I gave up,tho. Was just too uncomfortable from not being able to breathe. Took me 15 minutes to make it up the stairs and watched the last 6 songs from the top. Much better air quality up there.

One by one, everyone appeared at the top of the stairs. Fervent hopes for a breakfast burrito vendor to be waiting for us outside the entrance gate were dashed. Damn! We were starving, it was late - after 1 am- and we still had to get out of the parking lot.

After a rousing discussion of perceptions of 'real' friendships vs. 'blog' friendships we finally made it out of Red Rocks, were back at the Colorado Mills rendevouz pick-up place where NO restaurants were open, damn them, and thanks to eagle-eyed Kevin, we were in the drive-thru line at Taco Bell within 5 minutes after departing  Colorado Mills.

Starving doesn't even begin to describe how hungry we were. I thought Rosie was gonna pass out. After major scarfage, it was time to drop off the rest of my carpooling cohorts  then head home. Two nights in a row of getting to sleep past 3 am. Nice! Beats sitting at home watching HGTV and falling asleep on the couch.

Sunday is a day that hopefully Rosie and Kevin have forgotten by now. MOVING DAY! I have to give them props! They were the most cool, calm and collected movers I have ever seen. Very organized, very on top of things. I was very impressed. Was even more impressed when they did not laugh at me for all the height-challenged things I could not do and for having to wimp out on them with a break right in the middle of unloading the moving van at the new house.

Knowing them, they are probably all unpacked and sipping beers on the front porch, with lovely little Lucy at their feet.

Wound up the day with errands, BBQ out with Tom (he turned me on to a new BBQ place, given my newfound desire for weekly Sunday night bbq ribs) then came home to weed, water, do laundry, clean the kitchen, grocery shop, organize bills and unwind.

So that's the weekend wrap up. Two and a 1/2 more days to go then off to Chicago for hanging out with my cousin and hitting up Lollapalooza!

Tomorrow is August. Where has this year gone?

WEEN!!

Is TODAY! YAY!

Just got home...was a fun night out.

First, Apple Class. Then, lovely pot roast (my fave!) dinner at my buddy T's house. Then Jager Bombs for dessert. Then more Jager Bombs. More.

Meet up with Blogger Buddies at Falling Rock.

More Jager shots. Beer. Several types. Jager. Beer. Beer. Jager. Rinse. Repeat.

Leave Falling Rock to go to a bar near T's. Helping the local economy, yeah baby!

Detour at the Celtic. Jager. Beer. Jager. Beer.

Thank HaShem I was not driving.

Arrive at T's safely after several hilarious convo's with Shmeder.

Crash in the guest room. Basement guest room. Nice, cool, dark.

Ahhhhhh.

Time for a nap now that I'm home.

Then WEEN!

I love my weekends!

Friends

Part of becoming friends is recognizing that your friends are wonderful and unique individuals. Not everyone processes events the same way I do. Not everyone is as open as I am...some more so, some not.

The journey of becoming friends and building the relationship between the two of you is an on-going process. Filled with delight, laughter, knowledge and an increased understanding of what makes you friends.

At times when your friend is having a rough go of life, you want to be supportive and let them know you care. If that friend is a blogger it's almost like a double-edged sword. You don't want to say too much cause you respect their dignity and privacy, yet you want to let others know that someone you care very deeply about is in a world of hurt and pain.

My friend/blogger buddy/client Little is going thru a very difficult time right now. My heart goes out to him, his partner Scott (Big- also on my sidebar) and Little's family...especially his mom.

Little, I'm here for you and Scott, no matter what time, day or night. You might not want to take or make calls...I totally understand. And if this post is too personal and you'd prefer I take it down, just say the word.

Love you,

Kath

Word!

tell me something I don't already know!.

Well DUH!!

Reading this gives me hope that Dems and Progressive Liberals might have a fighting chance to defeat the hate-based Administration that is currrently running amok.

For years it has bothered me...the notion that the Religious Right (an oxymoron if there ever was!) calls the shots in these United States. Truth in advertising would suggest renaming them the 'Rabid Holier-Than-Thou Hate Mongers', but I'll stay with Religious Right for now.

I am all for freedom of religion. Jesus, God, Buddha, Flying Spaghetti Monster...whatever floats your spiritual boat. I am not for you shoving your religion and your beliefs down my throat. Which is what I feel the RR has accomplished over the last 6 years.

Freedom of religion is why this country was founded. It's ironic that we have to mount a concerted effort to push back against the efforts of the RR. It makes me sick. It also makes me angry...make that angrier.

There is hope. Ralph Reed's defeat gives me hope. That more and more Republicans are disgusted by the current resident of the White House (that they voted into office - some voted TWICE!- ) gives me hope. Maybe people are FINALLY waking up to the ongoing tragedy that is Iraq and to the realization that the United States has become the laughing stock of the rest of the world. That's just for starters.

Too many agendas are hidden under the banner of the Religious Right. So let's fight back. We're close to losing many of our rights anyway, so what's it gonna hurt? After all, one of my favorite sayings is 'The religious right is neither'.

It's Time...

...to start playing WEEN 24/7 in anticipation of their concert next Saturday at Red Rocks.

Agreed???

YIKES!!!

There is a wasp in my bathroom. AGAIN!

The last time this happened I totally freaked and sprayed his ass with Paul Mitchell hairspray then tried to beat him to death with a roll of paper towels before shoving him down the drain in the tub. Then I didn't use the tub for 3 months...just to be sure.

Well lo and behold, I clean out the tub yesterday and voila, a wasp is in my bathroom again. He's sitting on the window ledge. I can't quite tell if he is sleeping...or dead. Hoping dead. I've seen no movement in the last 30 minutes since I first spotted him.

Of all the times NOT to have a roomate/boyfriend/visiting guest over...urgggg.

Ok, who wants to come over and do wasp disposal for me? SERIOUS! I'm allergic to them and almost gave myself a heart attack last time I had to deal with one.

I. HATE. WASPS.

HATE THEM.

Hang on...am gonna go check again.

Still snoozing/dead.

Only one thing left to do.

Bombard the bathroom with wasp spray, close the door, and leave the house. BBQ sounds good. In times of stress I turn to BBQ. Or blogging. Or both.

Wish me luck.

[update]

Just as I went to spray, my cell rang in my pocket and I jumped 10 feet and almost passed out. Told Shmeder I would call her back, then proceeded to work up my courage to blast the thing. The spray came out in a thick, white,gooey spray that covered the window, wall, ledge...and the wasp. Seems the spray can is very touchy. Wiped up the excess and crunched the wasp (he was dead!) in a paper towel then closed the door behind me.

Took close to 15 minutes for my heart to stop trying to jump out of my chest.

Chatted with Shmeder then headed off for BBQ ribs and the works.

Crisis averted.

Comcast Evil Plot?

I'm thinking Comcast is hatching an evil plot to get more Denverites out into the great outdoors.

Here's why...

Lost cable and internet last week from 7pm Sunday night to 9 am Monday morning. Then yesterday from 11am to 9pm. I mean, come on!!  Dudes, I USE the internet. Maybe way too much some would suggest. Whatever. I need it, I use it, case closed.

Since I did not have internet yesterday, was forced to think of other ways to occupy my time while waiting for my friend M to come over.

Did several loads of laundry, did the monthly drain cleaning (dump a cup of baking soda down the drain, follow with vinegar, watch it get all bubbly, then rinse with steaming hot water), did the same thing to the dishwasher then air-dried it, vacummed, swiffered, washed off the front of the house (bugs and spider webs...yuck!), finally took 'after' pix of my house to send to anyone that's interested, read, re-oranized my closet (took pix of that too...let me know if ya wanna see 'em!), and basically waited around for M while thinking of stuff to do.

She wasn't feeling all that great yesterday so I told her to take her time coming over.

We finally got to hang and head out for dinner around 9...did a couple errands before dinner...then got back to the house around 11:30.

As I was getting ready for bed last night, I realized that maybe not having internet for most of the day MIGHT have been a good thing, cause I sure got a lot of stuff done. Actually, other than pull weeds in the backyard, everything is done except for assembling the gazebo  (I'm gonna need help with that).

Hmmm.

Anyone need their house decluttered?

Happiness is..

...the little things in life.

A spotlessly clean sink

A spotlessly clean kitchen

I have this 'thing' about eletrical outlets. I hate them...visually. So I camoflauge them.

(sorry...it appears right side up in the preview- not sure what I'm doing wrong).

Anyway, you get the idea.

About to pass out, so you know the drill.

nnsd.

Wimp

Need to get ready for Boulder DL. Need to take a shower like 5 minutes ago so I can leave on time. But's it's thundering. And starting to lightning. Was told never take a shower when it's doing that outside.

And then I'll have to blow dry my hair. When it is lighting outside. Ewww.

Oh man..stuff like this makes me nuts.