VEE and THE SONNETS bloggerama

re-ca-i-to
so then friday came along and i was completely unprepared for anything. i was at the dogsitting GIG and i kept falling in and out of sleep. Dead tired from dancing and such, so i did wot i did, had friend come over and do laundry, she took bath, i got ready, then she cooked some pasta, other friend came, we all ate, i got ride home, met up w Lord Mike for that evening show in St. Joseph, Michigan. We drove to Wicker where we rendevouzed w the other 3 cars that were making the trip. Drove off listening to Kasabian and the new Oasis, and of course our live Calypso for homework. Stopped at Gas America somewhere near the Dunes. Creepy man in bathroom said hi to me, then kept looking at me thru mirror while washing hands reeeally slowly.Ewwww. GLM! Thank god mike came in. Had a couple, sat outside while guys ate, left and got lost when we arrived, kept making u-turn after u-turn after u-turn (marty sux at directions!). Waited forever to set up, got changed in "dressing room" trailer-airconditioned too! Wierd town, just had venitian night, pretty crowded, hard to figure out people tho. Jam bands and blues rock were the order for the day. Lotsa friendly folks. Set up finally at 1am, didnt start till 1:30, blazed thru set...came out awright, a bit sloppy, a bit drunken, but good times. The big crowd loved us, lotsa good looking girls a plenty. Finished up, club closed, had a couple, whipped out classical, did Mastifey for the band (and workstaff indirectly). Had even other bands chiming in. Loverly.Broke string on Papa Was a Rolling Stone, but it really ended when benny trying to play the beer bottles together ended smashing them to bits hehehe.Took forever and a day to load out; even worse was trying to get them out of the parking lot and decide where to go. Finally left, no food place open, stayed at the, ahem, PARK Motel. Couldnt find the 400 rooms for the life of us (we were assigned 2 rooms by the booking peeps). Finally found it after driving around lot forever. Went to first room and wouldnt you know it, HIPPIES occupied it! They apparently were not liked very much by the LMDC.Then were pissed we had 9 people in one room! Tried to get porn, but no one had credit cards worth giving marty. I went out for a chip run to the Admiral gas station. Spoke w attendant for a bit, nice lady. Had a couiple, was going back, got stopped by muldoons x roomate, spoke of Serbia, modern politics.Had a couple of more brews, benny came out and took chips. Left after talking for 10 more minutes. Walked in door, Dan yells "vee, catch!" and here comes a flying round orange projectile of cheese ball. I caught it. Then i realized it was a cheeseball war. Then chips of all kinds were falling. A miranda even fell off the bed w the exaggerated ohhhh nooooooo. Classic. Then it was getting kinda ugly w the cheeseballs depleted, Mike and Chris going off to bed (no not like that! We eventually got 2 other rooms), and beer hitting marty and adam at the same time w the same intensity...or as mike calls it "party marty hour". The beer cans started flying, hitting a miranda, then the dousing, then came the toilet paper to which i had enough sense to leave (and also, they gave me money to get 9 bags of cheeseballs, thank god they were out of them!). Finally left but lost benny, dan, and the 2 mirandas, found Dan, he directed me to where mike and chris were crashing. Wierd christian sect had a convention there. Wierd cuz they kept giving us musician/heathens hard looks. Apparently the other bands were also sick of them and decided to party away from them. So i found my way inside, doused my head under the faucet and took a comforter and 2 pillows to the floor (chris and mike had a bed each). Woke up w movement and got up and hit the road about 9am. Went to the worlds friendliest mc d's "goooooooooooood MORNING!!!!!!" ate my ..1, more kasabian, drove pretty much on thru to Chgo w no probs. Took equip inside, fed cats, let them out, cringed at water disconnection notice, took bus to dogsitting GIG, took dog out, said hi to friend, did laundry, took shower, dried clothes, dog owner came home and STIFFED ME. grrrrrrrrrr. walked w friend down milwaukee hitting fruit veggie stand, pizza shoppe, and grocery store. Got in hot and exhausted, made lime soda/lime/mineral water spritzers mmmmmm, great on hot muggy day. Decided to show friend how to say re-ca-i-to as opposed to her hillbilly recayetoe. She got it when she did it japanese stylee complete w slight bow. Watched her cook while i made bread and cheese. I took off to meet x, saw dancer/cocktail watiress from Gato Negro on bus, told me to come by, they have no more probs. Went to x's work, got posters, talked some, kinda sad. Wierd, all the oldies songs that were playing were saying exactly wot was on my mind at that moment. Left to run to Waxon practice at my place. Train took forever, walked from station since there was no bus in sight. Arrived soaked w sweat, tired. Hooked up acoustics and electrics and rehearsed. All good. Had a couple, showed vespa, talked, then was finally LEFT ALONE. Was going to go out to parties but didnt have the energy, decided to fix flyer instead and update websites. Such the nerd. Roomate arrived, helped install air conditioner, went back to internet, started dozing, went to bed, oh and my great aunt who lived in Ecuador, the last of my moms side died at the age of 87.

Friday, July 15, 2005
those golden hits
so yeah, there was waking up early, there was taking the train, dog sitting, cooking, cleaning, watched quadrophenia w sound!, online, friend came over, went home, got rehearsal blues, ate, got online, got ready, left again, went to meet friend at busstop, almost got in fight on cta (asshole say wot? pussy say wot? bitch say wot?) LOL, got off wallked some, went to NEO, waited in line FOREVER, danced w x-karaoke hostess, danced w many friends, got to have a great time, cock blocking end of evening...too funny. Ended up getting ride to housesit, took dog out, went for long walk, very tired, eyes heavy, fell dead asleep. I guess life its funny that way, you think you are completely done and dont feel useful and along comes someone who needs you to be there and relies on ur advice, and i do wanna help them all. I guess it is my destiny.

Thursday, July 14, 2005
last nite
ahh yeah, so i spent the whole day pretty much housesitting, went into booking mode, tried to get rehearsals going but didnt happen, then went home, met up w friend, hugn out, watched peter kay in bolton, made dinner, watch undercover cops harass yet another suv of hispanic kids on my corner, went to bed, got up early, came to housesit again.

Wednesday, July 13, 2005
the thrill of it all
ok...so going back, did the weekly thing, got around to having 4 rehearsals in 4 days, did a show on friday with couple cool bands, house and dog sitting, got wheelz temp, hung out w my neice and friend, went to a fun bbq, ate, went to see no slogan, 30/30, eske, etc. went to do live band karaoke, went dancing to dodger, did rehearsal, went to housesit, went to foot, went to do more crap, went to airport, gve wheels back, friend came over, went to housesit, blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blahall these duties and im still not free.I need to get out of this rut im in.

Friday, July 08, 2005
seven times zero
Hey, got up to hysterical mother freaked about bombing in London cuz fam lives there, had to contact them, made sure all good, called back, still hysterical, worked some stuff out, cleaned, practiced, cleaned, made food, practiced, got online, practiced, ate again, got online, practiced, cleaned up, had rehearsals at space, went driving a bit, cut friend off, went to club, got bored, saw friends, hung out w them, danced to three or four songs, talked, got bored, went to visit friend, started dozing, drove home, unpacked equipment, went inside, checked email, collapsed.None of that means anything right now.What does mean something?I am standing on a tigers foot, ready to jump up.There are no rules, there is no reception, what i am getting at is that there isnt much for me here anymore.I wanna get away and i want to travel as far as i can.My mind keeps racing to all these different scenarios.I need to form a landscape w barbedwire fencesand mines and keep myself entrenched deep...so that when they do find my body, my spirit would haunt those grounds.