Naked Guy

Last night I saw my first naked guy walking around in his apartment across from the Halloween party we were at. Apparently, the host of the party was used to the naked man, as this was not the first occurrence of him showing off for the neighbors with his blinds wide open.

I'm a little depressed this Halloween because I was supposed to do a cheesy joint costume with Mike. I keep noticing all these little coincidences since things ended horribly. There was the homeless guy selling the Onion newspapers on the train, the Sebastio Salgado photo that caught my eye at Aperture Gallery yesterday, my friend who told me over dinner this past week about her recent ex who was also from Appleton, WI and in the comedy field, and my friend's friend who just got a job at The Onion. I feel like telling him all of this, but then I remember that we're not speaking to each other.

On an unrelated note, Friday night I came home extremely exhausted but turned on the TV while I was making a late night snack to eat. I started watching White Chicks and just could not stop watching it even though I was in the wee hours of the night. White Chicks is by far one of the best comedies I've ever seen, and I'm not one for watching these sorts of movies. I have other friends that have professed the quality of this movie, but I had no idea :) I heard Mean Girls is even better.

The best costume from last night was the red & blue Tetris couple - they even had some holes in their box costumes to hold their cups! I still can't get over the fact that Halloween gets more action than say Valentine's Day. Hallmark's marketing to the wrong holiday!

Let Them Eat Cake!

The festivities have begun! For lack of time, I was Marie Antoinette again for the 2nd year in a row. At least I'm getting some use out of my bridesmaids dress and that damn wig! Halloween is seriously better than Christmas. I think my favorite pic is the one with me and Abe Lincoln, the only two period costumes of the night.

I had to leave early after a quick change to go see Bill Ricchini perform at the Living Room. My horrible cough was taking over, but to my surprise the Living Room sells tea! At his phenomenal show, Bill said that more people get action on Halloween than on any other day of the year? Is that true? I think it just may be.

Mr. Doughty's Blog

Please check out my friend's blog...one of my photos is up there from last night, and it's also a really great blog!

www.mikedoughty.com/blog

Mike Doughty 10.22.05 @ Webster Hall

Of course my favorite part of the night was when Doughty played the cover of Kenny Rogers' "The Gambler." I will forever take credit for begging him to play this song. How can anyone argue the depth of this song? I'm patiently awaiting a Lionel Ritchie "Hello" cover too :) Somehow I don't think my wish will ever come true.

Cordalene really Trashed the place!

This wasn't a very funny night at Trash Bar, but the funniest part was when Joe went crazy on the last song and threw a drum clamp? across the stage, it flew into the audience and hit someone in the leg - thankfully no one was hurt. He broke it too and ended up owing the venue 40 bucks out of his pocket. Lesson learned - punk rock ain't cheap!

Liz Phair

Doesn't she have the most perfect lips??? Nothing like a little Liz Phair to mend a bruised heart. After all, I had Liz Phair playing in my stereo that my recent ex made me turn off just before he dumped me. I should have dumped him first the minute he said he didn't know who Liz Phair was.

The show was great except for these really annoying drunk and probably high girls bumping into us the whole time. At one point, the most wasted of all the girls grabbed my arm twice and yelled at me "You're not a Liz Phair fan!" and then she proceeded to stick both her middle fingers up at me. As tempted as I was to punch the chubby fake tan girl with the smoker's rasp, I just responded "Honey, did I DO anything to you? I'm sorry but some of us aren't drunk or high on cocaine and just want to watch the fucking show." Her friends had to literally pull her back from me. As Liz went into her solo oncore on the piano, this bitch yelled "Liz, you suck!" in response to her song choice. Now who's NOT the fan? It's moments like these at shows that I realize just how old I am and how little patience I have anymore for big concerts.

Tomorrow's the Cordalene show at Trash Bar for those of you who didn't get the email...try to make it out if you can!

Break-Up Post Mortem #2

I have never felt more relief than I am feeling now after learning the reasons for my dumping yesterday. I think it's so unbelievably scary that you think you know someone truly and deeply, and it turns out they can have a totally opposing personality, kind of like Jekyl & Hyde. How is a girl to tell if there are NO warning signs? I've learned by experience to spot them now, and run in the other direction. But this, I have no skills to be prepared for. I guess only time reveals all truths, and in the meantime you have to give in to vulnerability as scary as it seems. All in all, I'm happy I found out the truth sooner than later.

Well, I finally have something to write about...

I just got dumped, and I have to say I was blindsided. It must have been the most intense but shortly-lived relationship I can honestly say I've ever had. In just two and a half short months, I met his parents, his friends, and even his co-workers.

My recently-ex boyfriend was supposed to bring me over a goody basket full of stuff to make me feel better because I've been home sick for the week. Instead, he showed up empty handed and dumped me. What I'm really upset about is that I never got to watch the rest of Napoleon Dynamite with him last weekend because I had to run off to a meeting. We were supposed to watch the rest tonight.

In all seriousness, it just makes a girl want to give up the good fight and become a lesbian. Well, it was wonderful while it lasted...and now, on to the search for a more deserving suitor.

That's Joe from Cordalene in this pic.

It's been a minute since I've posted, and can I just say it feels like home again. Between all the homework, band management, the boy, and the antibiotics it's been rough. I did however write a paper for my media class on bloggers: Blogging - Credibility & Ethics. The topic was quite interesting if I do say so myself.

I think it's safe to say 2005 is officially Natural Disaster year. This rain is relentless and my asthma cough even worse. My thoughts and prayers to all the folks in Pakistan and Kashmir, and to all those in NJ & LI swimming around in canoes.

I may be signing on another Philly-originated artist soon for management. What is it with Philly musicians? I just can't get enough of them.

The Brooklyn Heights Petting Zoo

The little spotted goat came right up to me, almost jumping over the fence for me to pet him. He was cute, but I was dying to pet the llama! I walked away after a few minutes waiting for him...maybe next year.