Pain in the Grass

So for my birthday, I wanted to go to Pain in the Grass '08. For those of you who don't know, Pain in the Grass is a concert that KISW (a local radio station) puts on every summer. They invite 7 bands and it starts at 2:00PM.

We went to one similar a few years back, also put on by KISW, but, it was in the Seahawks stadium and there were only 5 bands.

Anyhow, I really wanted to go because 2 of my favorite bands were playing: Sevendust and Seether. So, we bought a pack of 4 tickets, because it was cheaper, thinking that we would for sure be able to get 2 more people to go with us. Do you know how hard that was???

Holy Cow.

Everyone we asked was busy.

We waited to ask our friend Chuck because we were sure that he would have to work. I told Ed to check anyway and lo and behold! Chuck had Saturday off. This meant trying to give away 1 more ticket.

Didn't happen.

But, we went and had a GREAT time.

The bands that played were (in this order)

Jet Black Stare
Earshot
Drowning Pool
Sevendust
Shinedown
Seether
Queensryche

Jet Black Stare, Earshot, and Drowing Pool only played for about 20 minutes each. Sevendust got to play for about 45 minutes as did Shinedown. Seether played for about an hour (which wasn't long enough in my opinion) and Queenryche played for a little longer than that.

We took short lawn chairs because we sat up in the grass and we brought in lots of munchies because food and drink were ASTRONOMICAL. However, when we went in, they made me take off the lids to my water bottles because they don't recycle.

OK, what?!?!?!?

I had to walk in the concert carrying our cooler AND our food bag with three opened bottles of water. THEN I had to get in line to get felt up, I mean patted down, by some girl I hardly knew. She even felt my bare legs (I was wearing shorts) to make sure I wasn't trying to hide anything in them. THEN I had to pack all of that stuff to the ticket guy and HAND him my ticket in order for him to scan it.

OMG

They DO NOT make it easy for you to bring in food.

Next time I think that I will take out a loan in order to NOT carry in all of that stuff...

We found our spot up in the lawn and staked our claim. Ed and Chuck went immediately to the beer garden because it was about 17,000 degrees in the sun. Thank God I packed sunscreen or you would be seeing a crispy critter in me.

Some people decided to sit behind us and pretty soon I feel a kick on the back of my chair.

I turn around, irritated.

Me: What?
Him: Do you mind if we smoke a little...
Me: A little what?
Him: You know...
Me: I do?
Him: You know, grass...
Me: You want to smoke some grass?
Him: Yeah. I wanted to ask so I didn't offend you...
Me: Sure, whatever.
Him: You want some?
Me: (in a scoffing voice): Um, no.
Him: Do you like the smell?
Me: it's OK.
Him: Do you smoke?
Me: Grass?
Him: Uh, yeah.
Me: I have.
Him: Did you like it?
Me: It's OK.
Him: How come you don't want any?
Me: Um, because I hardly know you and I don't know if I'm the one driving home tonight.
Him: Oh! I was wondering who was taking me home tonight!
Me: Very cute.

They then proceeded to smoke their "grass" and I proceeded to get a contact high.

Ugh.

Once they were well on their way to bakesville, they thought it was OK to spend the rest of the evening trying to have a conversation with me.

Finally the baker boys decided to try to get closer to the stage and left me in peace to listen to my music.

Why is it that people like that think that you want to know their life history?????

Music Monday... On Wednesday

We chase misprinted lies
We face the path of time
And yet I fight
And yet I fight
This battle all alone
No one to cry to
No place to call home

Oooh...Oooh...
Oooh...Oooh...

My gift of self is raped
My privacy is raked
And yet I find
And yet I find
Repeating in my head
If I can't be my own
I'd feel better dead

Oooh...Oooh...
Oooh...Oooh...

Alice in Chains

I hate that there is that crap in the front of this video... but I love this song...



And this one was actually at the Pain in the Grass concert that I went to last Saturday night. Seether was the highlight in my opinion. Sorry that the quality is not better, but, I will post one more so you can actually see the band and get some better sound quality...

Music Monday on Friday

Gosh! Don't get on my case... I'm setting up my classroom so I've been kinda busy...


looking down on empty streets, all she can see
are the dreams all made solid
are the dreams all made real

all of the buildings, all of those cars
were once just a dream
in somebody's head

she pictures the broken glass, she pictures the steams
he pictures a soul
with no leak at the seam

lets take the boat out
wait until darkness
let's take the boat out
wait until darkness comes

nowhere in the corridors of pale green and grey
nowhere in the suburbs
in the cold light of day

there in the midst of it so alive and alone
words support like bone

dreaming of mercy st.
wear your inside out
dreaming of mercy
in your daddy's arms again
dreaming of mercy st.
'swear they moved that sign
dreaming of mercy
in your daddy's arms

pulling out the papers from the drawers that slide smooth
tugging at the darkness, word upon word

confessing all the secret things in the warm velvet box
to the priest-he's the doctor
he can handle the shocks

dreaming of the tenderness-the tremble in the hips
of kissing Mary's lips

dreaming of mercy st.
wear your insides out
dreaming of mercy
in your daddy's arms again
dreaming of mercy st.
'swear they moved that sign
looking for mercy
in your daddy's arms

mercy, mercy, looking for mercy
mercy, mercy, looking for mercy

Anne, with her father is out in the boat
riding the water
riding the waves on the sea

Mercy Street~ Peter Gabriel (for Anne Sexton)

A Change in the Weather...

OK, I know.

This is the second time that I've change my blog name.

Sue me.

I haven't liked the name of my blog for some time and have been trying out different titles. It's kind of like moving your living room around until you get the arrangement you want...

or painting 75 2x2 squares of different colored paint on your back hall wall so you can see which one you like.

OR

You can have A.D.D. like me and change your mind when the wind blows...

So, what I'm saying is: Please bear with me... I'm trying to find something that fits...

This is Me!

Eye Color: olive green
Hair Color: according to my hair dresser, medium brown with blond highlights
Dyed or Natural: um, see above
Curly or Straight: Curly!!!
Right- or Left-handed: right, but I shoot a gun left handed...
Tan or Pale: depends on the time of year. Right now, I'm tan.
Jeans or Khakis: Both
Country, Rap, or Rock: Rock
Car: Subaru wagon, diesel truck, crotch rocket (it's a motorcycle, yo...), 1969 mustang fastback
Place in order of preference--T.V., book, movie, music: Music, book, TV, movie
Your heritage: Cross between a skunk and a barbed wire fence. (Swedish, Norwegian, Dutch, English and German)
Shoes you're wearing today: at the moment, I'm not wearing shoes, but will probably be wearing flip-flops later.
Your weakness(es): cheese, ice cream, bread, good cocktails
Your perfect pizza: pretty much anything without green peppers.
Favorite color: sage-ish green and red
Favorite place: Anywhere when it's summer and my hubby is with me.
Goal you'd like to achieve: Travel outside the US (besides Canada and Mexico)
Your most overused phrase(s): Dude, holy buckets, oh my word, duh,
Your thoughts first waking up: "What time is it?"
Your best physical feature(s): my eyes
Your bedtime: varies
Your most missed memory: going to lunch at Granny's house when I worked as a dental assistant in high school.
Pepsi or Coke: Coke
McDonald's or Burger King: Neither
Single or group dates: my husband doesn't let me date
Adidas or Nike: Converse
Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: I don't have a preference of either, I just don't like it coming to me already sweetened.
Chocolate or vanilla: depends
Cappuccino or coffee: Yes, please!

DO YOU:
Smoke: no, but I won't turn down a menthol if you offer
Cuss: daily
Have a boyfriend/girlfriend: no, my husband's funny that way...
Take a shower: daily
Have a crush(es): many, but if I talk about them any more, home land security might come after me for being a stalker.
Think you've been in love: well, YEAH
Want to get married: again? no
Believe in yourself: sometimes
Believe in God: I don't know
Believe in your government: I used to feel a lot better about our government. Not so much anymore.
Get motion sickness: Nope. I can read in the car. (while someone else is driving, though!)
Think you're attractive: I'm not a dog, but, I'm also not a super model.
Think you're a health freak: not a HEALTH freak, no
Get along with your parents: sure
Like thunderstorms: yes

IN THE PAST MONTH, HAVE YOU:
Drank alcohol: yes
Gone on a date: no
Gone to the mall: yes
Been on stage: oh hell no
Eaten an entire box of Oreos: WTF?
Eaten sushi: does California roll count?
Been dumped: no
Gone skating: no
Gone skinny dipping: OH HELL NO!
Stolen anything: not lately

HAVE YOU EVER:
Played a game that required removal of clothing: see above's answer to the skinny dipping question
Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: many times
Been caught "doing something": YES, OKAY? Twice, by a cop...
Been called a tease: once... and only once...
Gotten beaten up: in second grade by Tawney Connelly.
Age you hope to be married: I think I timed it right
Number of children you'd like: Two
Describe your dream wedding: we did it right... kinda small, (150 people), mom made my dress, bridesmaids dresses and ties and cummerbunds for the guys. Outside reception with lots of food and beer.
What do you want to be when you grow up: when I grow up????

WHAT YOU LIKE IN THE OPPOSITE SEX:
Best eye color?: don't care
Best hair color?: don't care
Short or long hair: short
Height: I'm 5'10" so I'd like him to be at least that tall.
Best first date location: a junk yard ( YES REALLY)
Best first kiss location: on the mouth... where else would a kiss be....

IN THE NUMBERS:
Number of people I could trust with my life: 5
Number of CD's: no idea
Number of piercings: 5 (only my ears! GOSH!!!!)
Number of tattoos: 1
Number of times my name has appeared in the newspaper: a few...
Number of scars on my body: oh, lots

More and More Music

So, I'm cleaning out the office... if you know what my office looks like, you'd know what a HUGE task this is. And, with my ADD, I get distracted easily and go do something else, so it takes weeks to get something this big done.

Today I took out 2 big black garbage bags of SHIT from this office.

I did.

TWO.

I love my husband. I do. But that man saves every email (printed and on his email account. Currently he has 109 emails just at home), every card, every magazine, every professional journal, pen, pencil, present, manual... need I say more? I threw out stuff that was from 1995. OMG! It's funny because he always wants to know why our house is untidy!

Anyhow, I digress. The point of my story is that because I'm in the office working, I am listening to my iTunes list on the computer while I work and I'm hearing all the songs from my iPod that I love. So, here's another one that I just heard that I forgot was on there. Love it, and it's keeping with the mopey mood I've been in...

Run

I'll sing it one last time for you
Then we really have to go
You've been the only thing that's right
In all I've done

And I can barely look at you
But every single time I do
I know we'll make it anywhere
Away from here

Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear

Louder louder
And we'll run for our lives
I can hardly speak I understand
Why you can't raise your voice to say

To think I might not see those eyes
Makes it so hard not to cry
And as we say our long goodbye
I nearly do

Light up, LIght up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear

Louder, Louder
And we'll run for our lives
I can hardly speak I understand
Why you can't raise your voice to say

Slower slower
We don't have time for that
All I want is to find an easier way
To get out of our little heads

Have heart my dear
We're bound to be afraid
Even if it's just for a few days
Making up for all this mess

Snow Patrol

Hurt

I can't seem to get the mopey feeling gone this summer. Don't know why or what the deal is. I'm excited to be busy with school again. Maybe have some adult conversation, ya know?

Hurt
I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything

What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of shit
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here

What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way

Nine Inch Nails

This is a version of this song done acoustically by the band Sevendust. They do a version of Johnny Cash's rendition of this song...

Music Monday On Wednesday

All I Need


I'm the next act
waiting in the wings
I'm an animal
Trapped in your hot car
I am all the days
that you choose to ignore

You are all I need
You are all I need
I'm in the middle of your picture
Lying in the reeds

I am a moth
who just wants to share your light
I'm just an insect
trying to get out of the night

I only stick with you
because there are no others

You are all I need
You are all I need
I'm in the middle of your picture
Lying in the reeds

It's all wrong
It's all right
It's all wrong

Radiohead

Letter to Honeybunch

Dear Honeybunch,

I wanted you to know how much I appreciate you. So, I decided to blog a letter to you. I hope that sometime you read it. :-)

I have known you since high school... Well, I've known who you are since high school. You were two years behind me in my sister's class. We didn't associate because you were in my sister's group of friends... the "cool" group. My sister wouldn't allow me near her friends with a ten-foot pole because I wasn't the status she was. It was OK... I had my own friends and my own stuff going on and didn't need to be friends with my sister's friends.

We didn't become better friends until recently when Ed and I started hanging out with Bart and Jolene and then becoming better friends with you and your better half. We started talking about lots of different things... motorcycles, life, jobs, better halves, pets, hobbies... everything. We started seeing each other at barbecues, parties and our favorite local hang out, Smokey Joe's. Did you know that they changed the name to "Smokey Joe's Bar and Grill"?? I saw that on the menu last night when we were there and got a huge giggle from that. Bar and Grill???? Whatever. We both know what happened in the FRYER at Smokey Joe's "Bar and Grill".

When Ed got the GSXR, I decided to get my endorsement and ride the CBR. We talked a lot about the class and what we learned because you took the same class. When I passed the class, you were the first to know, besides Ed. I was so nervous to ride the CBR. It was much bigger than the little Rebel 250 that I took my test on. But, you said to not worry, that it would just take some practice. Finally, Ed thought it would be OK to go on a ride with the "big boys". I'd only ridden with Ed until then. You still had your CBR 900RR then and we went on a ride with Jason and Ed. Jason took us to his work site on the Samammish Plateau. You gave me some really good advice that day. Ride your own ride. You said on the Falls Hill that you didn't ride fast down like Jason and Ed because you were practicing being smooth. Such good advice. Ed gets mad at me because I am so poky on the TL, but, I just don't feel safe riding as fast as he does on surface streets. Come to think of it, I think that was the only motorcycle ride we've been on together. You always have chores or softball going on. Or, you are always washing your car... I think that you have the cleanest car in town. I wish we rode more together, but, now that you are married, you probably have more chores and such to do.

When Shane died, I didn't know what to even say to you. What do you say to someone when a loved one has died? Anything I thought of saying sounded so trite and I knew it wouldn't make him come back and there was no way it was going to make you feel better. I mean, I knew Shane, through Leah and you and Ed... and we'd emailed a few times to get in on the campaign to make you buy your TL. But I didn't "know" him. Not like you did. I felt, and still feel like, I am/was intruding that whole piece of your life. In Zoe's life. In every one's life who was so close to him. I can't even believe he's gone and my stomach hurts when I think about it. I can't get my mind wrapped around the finality of it. I can't even imagine what you have to endure on a daily basis.

I remember when you and Angie came back from the Dominican Republic. We met y'all up at the Mexican restaurant with your sister, Colleen, and Zach and you announced that you'd asked Angie to marry you. I couldn't believe it!!! I cried! And I usually don't cry at those things! Your wedding was beautiful. You and Angie did an amazing job planning the whole thing and it came off without a hitch. Ed and I had a great time dancing and catching up with people that we haven't seen in awhile. Your sister and I sat together for a long time and talked just as we did on Angie's bachelorette party. I miss your sister. You need to have her out some more!

So, my Honeybunch, a whole post just for you. I love your smile, your "understated-ness", your laugh and your quirky sense of humor. I especially love it when you get started laughing and you can't stop. It makes me giggle just thinking about it.

I appreciate you.

Love,
Kitten

Use My Sausage???

This song is hysterical. I actually like it very much but there is no way that you can truly understand what Chrissy Hinze is actually saying. So, for your viewing/listening pleasure, I am going to post the real lyrics of this song and what I thought the lyrics were. Enjoy...


BRASS IN POCKET

GOT BRASS IN POCKET
GOT BOTTLE I'M GONNA USE IT
INTENTION I FEEL INVENTIVE
GONNA MAKE YOU, MAKE YOU, MAKE YOU NOTICE

GOT MOTION RESTRAINED EMOTION
BEEN DRIVING DETROIT LEANING
NO REASON JUST SEEMS SO PLEASING
GONNA MAKE YOU, MAKE YOU, MAKE YOU NOTICE
(CHORUS)
GONNA USE MY ARMS
GONNA USE MY LEGS
GONNA USE MY STYLE
GONNA USE MY SIDESTEP
GONNA USE MY FINGERS
GONNA USE MY, MY, MY IMAGINATION

'CAUSE I GONNA MAKE YOU SEE
THERE'S NOBODY ELSE HERE
NO ONE LIKE ME
I'M SPECIAL SO SPECIAL
I GOTTA HAVE SOME OF YOUR ATTENTION GIVE IT TO ME

GOT RHYTHM I CAN'T MISS A BEAT
GOT NEW SKANK IT'S SO REET
GOT SOMETHING I'M WINKING AT YOU
GONNA MAKE YOU, MAKE YOU, MAKE YOU NOTICE

(CHORUS)
GONNA USE MY ARMS
GONNA USE MY LEGS
GONNA USE MY SIDESTEP
GONNA USE MY FINGERS
GONNA USE MY, MY, IMAGINATION

'CAUSE I GONNA MAKE YOU SEE
THERE'S NOBODY ELSE HERE
NO ONE LIKE ME
I'M SPECIAL, SO SPECIAL
I GOTTA HAVE SOME OF YOUR ATTENTION GIVE IT TO ME

'CAUSE I GONNA MAKE YOU SEE
THERE'S NOBODY ELSE HERE
NO ONE LIKE ME
I'M SPECIAL, SO SPECIAL
I GOTTA HAVE SOME OF YOUR ATTENTION
GIVE IT TO ME

Pretenders



OK. Now here's my version with help from my sister and my friend Marian. (Don't forget to play the video while you sing our version of the lyrics!)

BRASS IN POCKET

GOT BRASS IN POCKET
GOT FIDO I'M GONNA USE IT
INTENTION I'M FEELIN MY TAIL
GONNA MAKE YOU, MAKE YOU, MAKE YOU NOTICE

GOT MOTION EXTREME DEVOTION
BEEN DIVING DEETS ARE LEANING
NO REASON JUST SEEMS SO PRETEND
GONNA MAKE YOU, MAKE YOU, MAKE YOU NOTICE

(CHORUS)
GONNA USE MY ARMS
GONNA USE MY LEGS
GONNA USE MY STYLE
GONNA USE MY SAUSAGE
GONNA USE MY FINGERS
GONNA USE MY, MY, MY LEGENDATION

'CAUSE I GONNA MAKE YOU SEE
THERE'S NOBODY ELSE HERE
NO ONE LIKE ME
I'M SPECIAL SO SPECIAL
I GOTTA HAVE SOME OF YOUR ATTENTION GIVE IT TO ME

GOT RHYTHM I CAN'T MISS A BEAT
GOT NEW SKANK, SORRY
GOT SOMETHING I'M WINKING MY TAIL
GONNA MAKE YOU, MAKE YOU, MAKE YOU NOTICE

(CHORUS)

GONNA USE MY ARMS
GONNA USE MY LEGS
GONNA USE MY STYLE
GONNA USE MY SAUSAGE
GONNA USE MY FINGERS
GONNA USE MY, MY LEGENDATION

'CAUSE I GONNA MAKE YOU SEE
THERE'S NOBODY ELSE HERE
NO ONE LIKE ME
I'M SPECIAL, SO SPECIAL
I GOTTA HAVE SOME OF YOUR ATTENTION
GIVE IT TO ME

'CAUSE I GONNA MAKE YOU SEE
THERE'S NOBODY ELSE HERE
NO ONE LIKE ME
I'M SPECIAL, SO SPECIAL
I GOTTA HAVE SOME OF YOUR ATTENTION
GIVE IT TO ME

(WIGGLE WHEN YOU WALK...)

Pretenders, with creative license from Amy, Leah and Marian (drunk at Smokey Joe's)