solitude

weekend time

mariner's revenge and other tales

Ok, so I am finishing up a bowl of cereal-don't know the last time I actually ate a bowl of cereal--but who cares..

I have had a lot on my mind today.
The worst part about it is I have no one to talk through everything.
When I was married, my husband HATED when I would bring home my stuff and unpack it. And now, because I know this about people, I rarely talk.

I laughed to myself tonight-- not only because there was no one I knew next to me, but because during the Decemberists show we were asked to cry out to our mothers while in the bowels of an imaginary whale. I am usually really good at pretending--BUT The extension of reality was immediately broken for me- why? why in my right mind would I cry out for my mother? I cannot remember the last good conversation we had.
This got me tangenting off in other directions as the encore played on-not only about mothers and myself as a mother but who would I call on?
I left the show in my usual happy, hands in pockets state, whistling to myself. I was not tired. I was not ready to go home.

I was able to escape the bullshit of life and work for a short time. I guess, I don't know--that it would be nice to have someone else around-- well, at least to walk me to my car.

I dunno. I am a simple person with simple needs. None of which are currently being met.

But then there is the cereal....

Mixology 101

OK, I stole the title from my friend, Jim M. of WFHB but it fits my mood tonight. Have been devouring new music lately like the bibliophiles do their books. Trainings have been good and I sit in on his show tomorrow, hopefully soon--soon I will be spinning the discs on my own.

Here's what is playing at home and in the car:

broken social scene / you forgot it in people

lou barlow's EMOH

Andrew Bird and the Mysterious Production of Eggs

The Decemberists--Castaways and Cutouts & Picaresque (2 days til the show!)

Sadly, I don't have Beck's Guero yet(pale white guy in Spanish). I saw that Neko Case was coming to the Bird in June. Should be a good time. Who knows, maybe The Mountain Goats will be next...


other stuff:
If you have not heard the Boss' new album, you should.
Also, Petra Haden and Bill Fresell do an amazing duo on a title called the same.
and the new Ryan Adams---something to check out.
Literary movements--
Been moving through Nick Flynn's Bullshit Night in Suck City


Dreaming of lazy summer days at the park.... what about you?

It's late and I have stuff to do. Hope you are warm--and well. Ciao.