Here We Are Again

It’s two in the morning, and I can’t sleep.  I have a big weekend ahead of me, and I can’t get it out of my head. 

This weekend is Queen Bee’s wedding, and I’m the maid of honor.  I’ve got the dress, and the shoes.  I sort of have an outline of a toast in my head should the need arise.   It’s up in Tahoe, so I’ll be heading out straight from work to drive up their on Friday.   We, the womens, are going out on Friday night.   Should be odd, considering half the party is pregnant.  What is there to do in Tahoe when you’re with child or with some someones who are with child?   

So, the wedding is Saturday afternoon.  Since I don’t have any extra cash, and don’t have a place to crash up their the night of, I’m planning on coming home afterwards.

Just in time to catch Maldroid.  

Now all I need to do is get some sleep between now and then.

Maybe venting has helped . . .

Big Weekend

The fun starts tomorrow evening, with friends from Chicago, Deal’s Gone Bad, opening for  The Slackers of New York City at Slim’s in The City.   I have been looking forward to this show for weeks.  Months even.  It’s always good to see friends, and when those friends are also great musicians and performers, it’s like a double whammy.

Saturday I have another band rehearsal.  The last one was a lot of fun, so I’m looking forward to this next one.  We might have a singer by then.

Saturday evening my mom is getting in.  She’s going to be staying with me for over  a week at The Rock.   Hopefully we won’t be giving each other black eyes, sharing such close quarters in my studio apartment.

Sunday, Mother’s Day, Mom wants to go to the Winchester Mystery House.   I think Creeper is going to join us, as he’s lived in the San Jose area most of his life, and still has never been.

Monday I am taking a personal day from work, so I can spend some more time with Mom.  Three day weekends are the best.  Every weekend should be a three-dayer.

What are your plans for the weekend?

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.