Nightmare Scenarios

Here’s a list of things I don’t want to hear from people who have read this here blog:

  • I’ve been reading your blog, and I got you this sock monkey!
  • I’ve been reading your blog;  am I the Object of Crush?  (from, you know, Not Him)
  • I’ve been reading  your blog….you’re weird.
  • I’ve been reading your blog; can I give you the number of my psychiatrist?
  • I’ve been reading your blog; why do you listen to all those crappy bands?
  • I’ve been reading your blog, and I found out where you live, and I’ve been hiding in the bush outside your window for the last 90 days.
  • I’ve been reading your blog;  actually, I submitted some of your writing as my own, and just got offered a book deal.  Thanks!
  • I’ve been reading your blog;  your mom sounds hot.  Can I have her number?
  • I’ve been reading your blog, and I want to meet you and go on a date.  (yeah, this sort of happened once, and now I know why it’s a nightmare)

Ooops, I Took a Break.

Without realizing it, I managed to go almost two weeks without posting a single entry. I’ve become a slacker, it seems. I have been a busy gal.

And then there was another funeral. It was my step-grandfather, so not someone I was close to. In fact, I only met him once. I mostly went down to be supportive of my family. My sister and step-brothers and nephew. And so, I swooped into Bakersfield after the funeral, and dragged them out to play mini-gulf.  I got my ass handed to me.  Seriously, my step-brother is a put-put God!

Along the way, there’s been lots of hi-jinks and a whole lot of hanging out with Kayphore, who’s quickly becoming my most favoritest person in the universe. Us cyborgs have to stick together. And I have discovered that I am a cyborg. I must be, because I can be funny in HTML. No lies.

So, anyway, I’ll try to be more entertaining and to have more to say.   There’s some exciting band weirdness coming up this weekend that I’ll write about afterwards.

There’s also maid of honor hi-jinks to come, and again, I’ll keep you up to date.

So, I guess what I’m saying is, “stay tuned.”

Thank you!

Last week, I hit a milestone and broke a record with this here little journal.  On Friday, I set a new daily page views record.   The next day, I broke 10,000 page views since I moved to WordPress.

Here are some highlights from last week:

  • The Monkey Kids returned to the drive-ins.   An old tradition was reborn.  We caught a decent flick, and the train went by TWICE.
  • Also Wednesday, there was more piano barring.   I even sang a little. It’s was JMR’s birthday, too.
  • Friday was Maldroid at Bottom of the Hill.  Had some giggles with the girls, and managed to survive the sweltering heat.   Thank heaven for Pali’s passport application, which we made into a fan during the Maldroid set.   The guys busted out some sweet new tunes, too.   Oh, and there was a little bit of after party action at K4’s pad afterwards.   It was all about the Slurpees, Soap, and Gently Hot.  Oh, and A Grand Worth of Dildos! (Best Band Name EVA!  If my band didn’t already have a name . . .
I really appreciate your readership, and I hope you continue to enjoy my thoughts, musings, and silliness!

Which Search Engine?

WordPress provides me with a pretty impressive set of stats on this here blog.  It tells me which posts are being viewed the most.  (Silly Jackson 5 post)  It also tells me where folks are clicking from to get here, like MySpace or other blogs.   It also tells me what terms people entered into search engines in order to come to my blog.

Most of these terms make sense.  I would hope that when you go to Google, and enter “peggyluwho” you’d come to me. The blog is in fact the first entry.

However, the number one search engine term used to reach my blog, of all time, is “rats”.   I did one post about rats.  One.  And it wasn’t even good.  But what I really want to know is, what search engine are you people using?

I entered “rats” in Google, Yahoo, and Ask, and none of them came up with my blog within the first five pages.  I assume that, like me, most people who don’t find what they’re looking for in the first page or two, give up and search for something else.  So, I’m assuming that there’s some search engine out there, that when you enter “rats” it gives you my blog within the first four pages.

What is that search engine?

Of course, now that I’ve posted this entry with the word in it about 12 times, it’s really going to be the #1 search term.

I just want to know, if you’re here, and you’re reading this after doing a search for “big rats,”  what engine did you use?  Please tell me.  The curiosity is killing me.

The Upside

Not being able to fall asleep until after three in the morning sucks. However, it does provide me the opportunity to read more blogs and news stories, as well as post some myself.

Last night, I found this article on New York times about a bunch of older women who were having a knit in against the war.   I think it was linked from Feministe.   Anyway, the wisdom of elders is undeniable when you read things like this quote from 93 year old grandmother Marie Runyon: “Give Iraq our Constitution, we’re not using it!”

Check this out

Saw this post today on Feministe regarding this article.

Basically, a couple of girls in Saudi Arabia pepper sprayed the moral cops who were trying to give them “advise” about how to dress more properly. Fight the patriarchy, people. Say no to the Commission for the Promotion of Virtue and Prevention of Vice, and yes to short shorts.

The Science of Knockers

I read a blog called Back in Skinny Jeans quite regularly. It’s written by a gal, Stephanie, who is a real woman trying to lose a little weight. I like to root for her, and I’ve also picked up some great exercise tips and what not from her site.

Yesterday she posted “Scientist shares the secret to perfect boobies” about an article in the Daily Mail. I think Stephanie did a good job of sending it up, so I won’t go into it to much, but basically the article tells that a scientist will be presenting his findings on the proportion of the perfect ta-tas, after studying many pictures of breasts, to the first international conference on breast enlargement, to be held in London this week. Awesome. You see, the “scientist” is a plastic surgery. The article in the Mail didn’t give any detail on the studies methods, of course.

I had no idea that the breasts of the world were under such scrutiny. Well, at least not from a “scientist”.

What a Month. . . What a Week. . . What a Chore

I didn’t realize how much time it would take to move over all of my archived posts from the MySpace account. I think it’ll be worth it, because I want it all to be comprehensive. It just means that the official launch is going to be later than I thought. I hope to have it all done by sometime this weekend. I haven’t really told anyone that I’m moving it, either. So far I think I’ve had two views. When I’ve finished the archive, I plan on posting something on MySpace and have a grand opening. I hope people will read it!

I also hope that I’ll be motivated to get more into the habit to post. I’ve noticed while I’ve been cutting and pasting that just how much more frequently I used to write. It was so much easier before. I think that one of the features of WordPress that will real lend itself to my productivity will be the ability to save drafts. That way I can write half of a blog at home, and then come back to it when I’m at work, if necessary.

This last weekend was a doosy. I did the Slackers weekend. It all started out with a Deal’s Gone Bad/Monkey Thursday evening. I love Deal’s. Those boys are wonderful people, and what a wicked sound. I have too many good things to say about them. Todd H. is a lovely guy. We talked about me going out for a visit to Chicago. I’ve only ever been to Chicago once. I was 15. I was with my godparents/aunt & uncle.

Which brings me to the last few weeks of my life. I have been a traveling fool. First off, I was in Washington for Labor Day with the folks. It was a pretty mellow weekend; we went to a few minor league ball games, the Everett Aquasox, and went to the state fair, too. It was nice. I got home from Washington on a Tuesday night, and the following Saturday, I was on another plane heading towards Iowa. I had to go see my uncle, that same uncle that I saw in Chicago. The thing is, he has cancer. Not only that, but he recently had a heart attack. It was a heavy trip, and I’ve been having a tough time dealing with the stress of the situation. Anyway, I got back on Wednesday. The next night, I went out to see Deal’s. I really needed to be around friends, people, activity, loudness, dancing, etc. I got everything I needed.

On Friday, I went out with J4 to see Deal’s Gone Bad, The Phenomenauts, and The Slackers. Everybody was there, and it was a lot of fun. It was very hot, too. There was some hi-jinks between the Slackers and Phenomenauts who have been on tour together for some time. It was an amazing show at Slim’s.

But the best part was the after-party. First I took J4 home and put him to bed. Then I went over to Strange Manor. We hung out all night, and when I say all night, I mean all night. We were talking, talking, talking, and suddenly the sun came up. I got home at around 7 in the morning.

Then on Saturday, I headed up to Sacramento to do it all over again. J4 missed the Saturday fun. I picked Andy up in Vacaville, and we headed out for an early show with Boss 501 and Deal’s. It was sort of bitter sweet, because I knew it would be the last I heard from them for a while. After that show, we headed further north to see The Slackers and Phenoms again, with The Street Vendors opening. Luckily a few of the Deal’s guys came to the late show, too, so I got to hang out with them a little longer.

By the time we got to that late show, I was starting to feel the party from the night before. I caught just a bit of the Street Vendors, and I think they have gotten much better since the last time I saw them. When The Slackers came on, I perked up. They have been one of my favorite bands for the last six years. The shows they put on are always amazing. They are fabulous showmen and musicians. It was a good show, although, I have to say that the Friday night show was better. Maybe I’m biased.

Anyway, after the show, we hung around for just a little while to say a few words to the fellas in the bands, and have my goodbyes with the Deal’s boys. Todd assured me that they would be back soon, possibly January. It was hard to leave, but for once, I felt like it was a good idea to leave the party while it was still in full swing. After about five rounds of hugs, Andy and I were on our way home.

Yesterday, all I could do was my best impersonation of a lump. The lead singer of The Slackers, Vic Ruggiero had a couple of solo gigs, and I wanted to go to at least one. I figured it was best not to push, it though, so I stayed home.

I have some pics from the trips and the Friday night show that I may post later. That’s all I got for you now.