Tour Dates

In case inquiring minds would like to know...

I'll be back in LA:

October 17th-22nd for D's 40th birthday weekend

and

November 14th-26th for Thanksgiving (it's a long one...you guys will have to put up with me!)

Writer's Block

I should be writing right now - two poems and a paper. And reading an entire book before class tomorrow. But I can't think of a single thing to write. I've found myself seriously questioning my grad school choice lately only because I feel I have so little material. I know it's in there...I just can't get it out in time for class.

So instead I'll talk about the amazing talent, Gunther. PLEASE do not delay in checking out www.Gunthernet.com. You will NOT be disappointed. My roommate's boyfriend, Corey, won two tickets from calling into a radio station and so after researching him, they knew they HAD to invite more people. So six of us rode in a limo (nothing but the best for Gunther!) over to Harrison.

Men everywhere were dressed up in tight blouses and pants, scarves, mullets & pencil-thin mustaches. How were we the last to know? Gunther wowed the crowd for one hour and then Corey's friend Yanni and I snuck off to try and get upstairs to the VIP lounge. We had to meet the wonder! We managed to get through security, make our way upstairs and sneak into the VIP line to have our picture taken with the man himself. And his Sunshine Girls too. People probably waited 2-3 hours in line just to pose with him and we made it to the front somehow and even snuck Corey & Ashley in.

I still can't figure out if this is one big act. I mean...they have a different way of doing things over in Europe and he didnt break character once! Oh...and the entire crowd knew every single word to his songs. Every word. We were seriously underprepared for this event! I'll post pics as soon as I get 'em. Until then, I'll leave you with Gunther's motto," Champagne, Love, Sex & Respect!"

I'm Back...Again

There are many things that people don't tell you about when moving to a big city. For one, the how to's of public transportation. I had a 6:30 am flight to LA last wednesday and because I had to leave the house by 4:30, I couldnt bring myself to ask my roommate to take me to SFO. So, of course, I opted for the bus/BART route. Everyone thought this was such a great idea, and yet no one mentioned to me that buses are very limited before 7 am. But, my roommate came through and found a bus for me.

Now, as one who's only ridden the bus once, it didnt cross my mind that despite having the same route number, there are actually two directions and two very different buses. So after riding along all quiet-like I decided to ask the driver (who did not wait for me to put my money in the machine before taking off like it was Mr Toad's Wild Ride, causing me to stumble and nearly tumble over my suitcase) when we'd be getting to SF State. He kind of laughed and then the pity set in. I was going the wrong direction.

He said since I'd already gone so far off track, that I should just stay on until Market & 4th...aka a VERY shady BART station. Very. So it's now 5:15 in the morning, still dark outside, and I'm all alone except for the bums walking the streets. No BART attendents in sight and I'm left to navigate myself to SFO. After riding the piss-laden elevator three times all to the wrong floors, I finally found my stop. I must've looked frazzled because a homeless man whose face was cut up and had one arm tucked inside his sweatshirt walked towards me and said "It's going to be alright."

I made it onto my flight with 4 mins to spare before they pulled away from the terminal. Even my bag made it to LA despite the many warnings that it wouldnt because of "late check-in." I was up at 3 am and still managed to run late. You see? It's not intentional, its just in my nature.

Sleepy Time

I've never been good about going to bed early enough that I dont sleep in till 11 am if I've got nothing to do the next day. But I do have things - just not work things. And I should be asleep right now. But I'm writing all of you.

Katie's at Del Amo again and she'll be going straight to a rehab center in Pasadena. Insurance covers 30 days, which is great news for my parents. I'm worried that 30 days isn't enough, but I guess that's not something to worry about just yet. My parents have finally reached their threshold and I feel like family therapy helped them get there. At least it helped Mary and I. It's been difficult getting used to living far enough away that I can't give my mom a hug right now and tell her she's doing the right thing. It's easy for me to shut Katie out and bitterly ignore her, but I know it's tearing my mother apart (and father too - he just doesnt show it as much). So that's something I need to work on...being there for people even when I can't physically be there.

On a lighter note, I went to my first ever yoga class at the gym. First ever class, actually. I was nervous about everyone being much more advanced, and they were, but it wasnt a huge deal. I was led to believe that they dim the lights, but no such thing happened tonight so all were on display. I saw many a bare belly! And everyone got a peek at my thong...I wore the wrong pants. I'm going to try a different location and maybe a different class...mix things up a bit. Stay tuned...I know you're on the edge of your seats.

Homeward Bound

I just got home today from my weekend in LA. The only thing I had to look forward to was fog and 60 degree weather. I just about overheated in LA all weekend...how do you people live?

I start work tomorrow...I'm very nervous about it. I have to set up "office" tonight in my bedroom.

I got lost today and found a very cool looking produce market called Fruit Barn. It's one of those all organic places. I dont follow that way of life, but I like to think I blended :)

I came home to a brand new 32" flat screen tv and new shelving in the kitchen in bathroom & hallway closet!! Very exciting. Now we actually get to put our DVR to use.

Okay off to straighten up. So happy I got to see all of my peeps. I'm already planning my next visit!