Missed too many cool concerts this weekend.
1) James Blunt. So Addicted. Obessesed. Something. Hedds says he looks like Cojo. She's insane.
2) Jenny Choi in Sanawon. I've missed her over the years. Find out she's got Sanawon. bAnd we are in the same damn city. And she has this great blog. I love this entry.
3) Rocky Votolato. Damn. My chance to finally see him live. I hear his music everday in some little way.
27 March 2006
25 March 2006
.: Geek or Freeks :.
I know too many geeks. One of them has to be a freakshow....
I did pretty well on this quiz. I don't think I would do quite as well as on a moron quiz.
I did pretty well on this quiz. I don't think I would do quite as well as on a moron quiz.
23 March 2006
.: Mmmmm :.
Fooooooood.
Love the stuff especially after a long day of guerilla marketing. This particular day consisted of me shakin' ma boutoo, playing drums, swing dancing, and impromtu corner harmoninzing. I forgot that I led a congo line downtown... A busy busy day... more pics in the flikrblog.... now to pass the hell out.
Love the stuff especially after a long day of guerilla marketing. This particular day consisted of me shakin' ma boutoo, playing drums, swing dancing, and impromtu corner harmoninzing. I forgot that I led a congo line downtown... A busy busy day... more pics in the flikrblog.... now to pass the hell out.
18 March 2006
.: Wedding Dance :.
I observed a Wedding Dance lesson for BCS this afternoon.
The lesson was what is refered to as the Slam-Bam-Thank You, Ma'am Lesson. Their ONLY lesson a week before the actual wedding. Alot of the lesson is just observing the couple and making sure the lessons/suggestions are remotely being learned. After a while I stopped watching their technique. I started watching them.
Here they were trying to learn and absorb something that was a bit foreign to the both of them. They made mistakes. They made so many mistakes. Still, they laughed through the lesson. They talked and tried to figure out the problems. When they couldn't figure it out, they refered to us for some guidance. Watching, I'd thought they'll make a lovely couple. They'll have a lovely marriage. I wonder if you can figure that out in one dance lesson. Gauge the success of a marriage like written in Blink.
I can't wait to start teaching some more couples. I couldn't help but grin with these two. Working with them was so enjoyable. I also know I'll come across more couples that are more difficult or argumentative. Bring it. That marriage might not be as successful but they are going to have a lovely wedding dance if I can help it.
The lesson was what is refered to as the Slam-Bam-Thank You, Ma'am Lesson. Their ONLY lesson a week before the actual wedding. Alot of the lesson is just observing the couple and making sure the lessons/suggestions are remotely being learned. After a while I stopped watching their technique. I started watching them.
Here they were trying to learn and absorb something that was a bit foreign to the both of them. They made mistakes. They made so many mistakes. Still, they laughed through the lesson. They talked and tried to figure out the problems. When they couldn't figure it out, they refered to us for some guidance. Watching, I'd thought they'll make a lovely couple. They'll have a lovely marriage. I wonder if you can figure that out in one dance lesson. Gauge the success of a marriage like written in Blink.
I can't wait to start teaching some more couples. I couldn't help but grin with these two. Working with them was so enjoyable. I also know I'll come across more couples that are more difficult or argumentative. Bring it. That marriage might not be as successful but they are going to have a lovely wedding dance if I can help it.
17 March 2006
.: Good Times :.
What can I say...good dancing, great food and even better music....all night long...and a ten minute power nap.
Keane - Somewhere Only We Know
I walked across an empty land
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
I felt the earth beneath my feet
Sat by the river and it made me complete
Oh simple thing where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
I came across a fallen tree
I felt the branches of it looking at me
Is this the place we used to love?
Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?
Oh simple thing where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
So if you have a minute why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
Somewhere only we know?
Oh simple thing where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
So if you have a minute why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
So why don't we go
Ooo
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
Somewhere only we know?
Keane - Somewhere Only We Know
I walked across an empty land
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
I felt the earth beneath my feet
Sat by the river and it made me complete
Oh simple thing where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
I came across a fallen tree
I felt the branches of it looking at me
Is this the place we used to love?
Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?
Oh simple thing where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
So if you have a minute why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
Somewhere only we know?
Oh simple thing where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
So if you have a minute why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
So why don't we go
Ooo
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
Somewhere only we know?
16 March 2006
.: Yet Another Missed Connection :.
Late night on the Red Line heading south towards Lawrence. You jumped on the El with a wonderfully blue cello case. You sat down across from me, seats away, but I still saw your wonderfully blue eyes. Me, I was silently singing along to my CD player trying not to stare yet catching more and more of you in sidelong glances. Wanting more and more to just stay on this train, all the while singing this song silently to you....
James Blunt - You're Beautiful
My life is brilliant.
My love is pure.
I saw an angel.
Of that I'm sure.
She smiled at me on the subway.
She was with another man.
But I won't lose no sleep on that,
'Cause I've got a plan.
You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true,
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
Cause I'll never be with you.
Yeah, she caught my eye,
As I walked on by.
She could see from my face that I was,
Flying high,
And I don't think that I'll see her again,
But we shared a moment that will last till the end.
You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.
Lalala lalala lalala lalala laaaaaa
You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
There must be an angel with a smile on her face,
When she thought up that I should be with you.
But it's time to face the truth,
I will never be with you
James Blunt - You're Beautiful
My life is brilliant.
My love is pure.
I saw an angel.
Of that I'm sure.
She smiled at me on the subway.
She was with another man.
But I won't lose no sleep on that,
'Cause I've got a plan.
You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true,
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
Cause I'll never be with you.
Yeah, she caught my eye,
As I walked on by.
She could see from my face that I was,
Flying high,
And I don't think that I'll see her again,
But we shared a moment that will last till the end.
You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.
Lalala lalala lalala lalala laaaaaa
You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
There must be an angel with a smile on her face,
When she thought up that I should be with you.
But it's time to face the truth,
I will never be with you
14 March 2006
.: Today :.
So HAPPY STEAK AND BLOWJOB DAY!!!
I've a headache and cannot participate this year. That and I'm superass busy today. more laters...
I've a headache and cannot participate this year. That and I'm superass busy today. more laters...
11 March 2006
.: Hey Nonny Nonny :.
I'd recently seen Kenneth Branagh's Much Ado About Nothing. With much talk about "The Game", this song reminded me of something. My friend sent me a card with these lyrics printed inside. He was comforting me after I'd lost yet in another game with some other random dude. I think I'm understanding Shakespeare better. ;)
Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more,
Men were deceivers ever,
One foot in sea and one on shore,
To one thing constant never:
Then sigh not so, but let them go,
And be you blithe and bonny,
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into Hey nonny, nonny.
Sing no more ditties, sing no more,
Of dumps so dull and heavy;
The fraud of men was ever so,
Since summer first was leafy:
Then sigh not so, but let them go,
And be you blithe and bonny,
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into Hey nonny, nonny.
Balthasar in Act 2, Scene 3, "Much Ado About Nothing"
08 March 2006
.: Unwinding :.
I kind of feel as though my time back from New Orleans has made me calm down and settle down quite a bit. Or else I'm just exhausted. I'd spent most of the weekend at home though I'd complained that I needed to get out and catch up on my dancing. Even tonight at House of Blues, I barely danced. The music was fantastic but I wasn't motivated to ask the guys for dances. Meh.
OK, not quite exhausted because I'm probably working and getting more done than I did before my little vacation. I lucked out not having to wake up at 4am this morning. However, I get to look forward to that the rest of the week. Yay with the incoming season of guerilla marketing! There's the hours at Big City Swing and teaching at Evanston. Now I get to sling shots again at the Starbucks down the street with Austin.
Funny. Not getting that jobber in New Orleans has made me determined to work harder here in Chicago. Yet... there's a weird strange and mystifying sense of calm. Normally chaos seeking me would fight to create some drama... The winds are changing. Or else I partied way too hard and this is all a hallucination.
OK, not quite exhausted because I'm probably working and getting more done than I did before my little vacation. I lucked out not having to wake up at 4am this morning. However, I get to look forward to that the rest of the week. Yay with the incoming season of guerilla marketing! There's the hours at Big City Swing and teaching at Evanston. Now I get to sling shots again at the Starbucks down the street with Austin.
Funny. Not getting that jobber in New Orleans has made me determined to work harder here in Chicago. Yet... there's a weird strange and mystifying sense of calm. Normally chaos seeking me would fight to create some drama... The winds are changing. Or else I partied way too hard and this is all a hallucination.
03 March 2006
.: Map o' Naw Leans :.
This map is one of a many pictures I plan on taking everyday. I figured I have a perfectly good camera that should see the light of day. On good days, I have an eye for composition. It will be an exercise in art and design. Though I think many of the pictures will be of me deseperately trying fit in a quick pic before the night is over. You can see a few already on ma flickr.
And I was kinda thinking, I can do this for Lent. Why give up something bad with out replacing it with something good?
And I was kinda thinking, I can do this for Lent. Why give up something bad with out replacing it with something good?
02 March 2006
.: Lent and Soul Savin' :.
So's while I'm a-church shoppin' and hanging out with Catholics in New Orleans, I mean to celebrate Lent. At least the givin up stuff part. So's after leaving NO, I'd thought I'd give up drinking beer. That didn't last nor did I take it seriously. Thinking of another horrible habit to give up, I thought soda or pop, whatever you call it. My sister gave it up for Lent a few years ago. Now she hates drinking it. I meant to ash on Wednesday but was recovering most of that day. I'm a horrid Catholic. I should just give up.
However, its not like folks are giving up on me. You should have the seen the HUGE crosses on Bourbon St. in the thick of the sinning. God Bless 'em. That's balls to try to convert folks on the street like that. I witnessed these young white folks with their hands upon an older black gentleman imploring him to pray for his sins. First I overhear. "I can'y.. I can't... I can't...". Eventually there was a chant of prayer. I didn't see if the gentleman prayed too.
Tonight there was some dude who I thought was a bit looney and talking to himself. After sitting down, I'd realized he's speaking to everyone. He's preaching to the sinners on the CTA. He spoke of the only book, the Bible, to solemn-faced riders. With a voice that reminded me of the sultry tones of an evangelical TV preacher, he told us to sit with Jesus and God. For some reason we had the opportunity to switch to another bus. Everyone rushed for the doors.
God. Seriously.
However, its not like folks are giving up on me. You should have the seen the HUGE crosses on Bourbon St. in the thick of the sinning. God Bless 'em. That's balls to try to convert folks on the street like that. I witnessed these young white folks with their hands upon an older black gentleman imploring him to pray for his sins. First I overhear. "I can'y.. I can't... I can't...". Eventually there was a chant of prayer. I didn't see if the gentleman prayed too.
Tonight there was some dude who I thought was a bit looney and talking to himself. After sitting down, I'd realized he's speaking to everyone. He's preaching to the sinners on the CTA. He spoke of the only book, the Bible, to solemn-faced riders. With a voice that reminded me of the sultry tones of an evangelical TV preacher, he told us to sit with Jesus and God. For some reason we had the opportunity to switch to another bus. Everyone rushed for the doors.
God. Seriously.
.: Fellow Artist :.
I'll have to write in little vignettes my adventure in New Orleans. I think I'd learned and experienced some pretty amazing stuff. Well, ok, outside of being drunk for a good part of the daylight.
I'd met a painter, Ocean Clark, who had his paintings laid out for veiwing and sellin'. There were SO many wonderful pieces. Portraits of Marilyn Monroe, Louis Armstrong, even Jelly Roll Morton. THAT is where I'd blow a thousand. I was so fascinated by his brushwork and color. He's studio and house were wrecked with the floods. He does want to come back again tho he's in NYC, I think.
Made me miss painting. I suck at painting opposed to other kinds of artistic media. Thanks Ocean for reminding me about art.
I'd met a painter, Ocean Clark, who had his paintings laid out for veiwing and sellin'. There were SO many wonderful pieces. Portraits of Marilyn Monroe, Louis Armstrong, even Jelly Roll Morton. THAT is where I'd blow a thousand. I was so fascinated by his brushwork and color. He's studio and house were wrecked with the floods. He does want to come back again tho he's in NYC, I think.
Made me miss painting. I suck at painting opposed to other kinds of artistic media. Thanks Ocean for reminding me about art.
01 March 2006
.: Back from NOLA :.
So I'm back. And I can't think of enough words to describe the entire adventure this weekend. But I'll try.
tenacity - new friends - debauchary - gypsies - voodoo - Bavarian Chocolate - balogna wraps - snakedr - fuckin' Memphis - partying - "you got this round?" - Platnuim - po' boys - good food - jambalya and arbita - Franks - Live music at the Cafe - Bourbon Street - "Got Beer?" - Hurricanes - beads, beads, beads - " Just keep walking..." - French Market - feathered masks - That fuckin' Chris guy - That adorable Chris guy - Mind Erasers - DD glasses - "Help me find an umbrella." - "Where are you guys?? Hello??? I'm sooo lost."
tenacity - new friends - debauchary - gypsies - voodoo - Bavarian Chocolate - balogna wraps - snakedr - fuckin' Memphis - partying - "you got this round?" - Platnuim - po' boys - good food - jambalya and arbita - Franks - Live music at the Cafe - Bourbon Street - "Got Beer?" - Hurricanes - beads, beads, beads - " Just keep walking..." - French Market - feathered masks - That fuckin' Chris guy - That adorable Chris guy - Mind Erasers - DD glasses - "Help me find an umbrella." - "Where are you guys?? Hello??? I'm sooo lost."
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