Monthly Archives: March 2008

the peg-leg wants to be a priest.

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Hello, can you say “Delusions of Grandeur”? This is insane!

Did you guys see that Sir Paul’s lawyer left court with her head all wet b/c Heather Mills dumped a glass of water on her?!?! She told reporters that she was “baptized in court”. Uh…
♬♪♫ crazy ♬♪♫

Anyway, I think we all know from my previous post that I was no fan of hers from the onslaught. But it does irritate me how some women* marry a rich man for a few years, & then feel entitled to a ton of money. [ * I ain't sayin she's a gold-digga, but she ain't messin w/ no broke.... ]

Now, I can understand if they were married for a long time (10-30 yrs). In many cases, they struggled to make it happen before one of them got their break. But they BOTH went through that, & relied on each other to get to that point.

But c’mon now peggy, you can’t be serious. I’m sick of ppl saying that they’ve “acclimated” to a lifestyle. Please! It was 4 years! If you lived your whole life with 2 legs & then one is taken away from you, you simply adapt, & learn to deal with having a peg-leg attached to you. You ADAPT.

Peggy’s getting paid. And their child gets $70,000 a year, plus Sir Paul pays her school & nanny fees. And seriously, she said it was a “paltry amount” & “She’s obviously meant to travel B class while her father travels A class”. Yeah, peggy, obviously.

We all know how much Sir Paul cares about his kids, & I highly doubt he would trivialize anything for any of them. This whole thing is so ridiculous.

Why is it annoying me SO incredibly much, you ask? It’s because when they 1st met & got married, he thought she was it. But it turned out she wasn’t. I’m having issues with that. How does anyone know when someone is it? Esp when you find out they’re not? You try to keep faith & believe, but I don’t think Sir Paul’s gonna open his heart again to another woman ever.

And the thought of any person doing that makes me sad.

displaced by the displaced

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Well, it’s official. The homeless ppl are movin into my apt, & I’m out.

I thought I’d take a min to tell you about my old apt. It was the 2nd floor of a house that overlooked Edgewater Park & Lake Erie. I had a front balcony from the living room, so I spent a TON of time out there watching the beauty in front of me.

The trees, the lake, the greenery. The changing of the colors, & eventually, the snow shimmering down on it all. I remember one night recently, everyone woke up to everything being covered in this light, glittery snow.

Except me. Cause I was up & out on my balcony from 3:30 am watching it all come down, flake by flake. I’ve been having trouble sleeping lately, so I was just up & went out there to watch it come down. It wasn’t freezing cold, so my down jacket (hat & gloves) kept me toasty warm.

I’m gonna miss that.

It was hardwood flooring, w/ real woodwork & trim everywhere. There were some built-in shelves w/ these delicate glass doors on them (to keep out dust). And the glass was BEVELED! In the dining room, there was a lil sitting area under the windows, & shelves underneath. 2 nice-sized bedrooms.

It’s fine though. Everything happens for a reason. I’m about to move to the East-side, just to the top of the hill at Little Italy. I’ve only ever lived on the West-side (over 20-odd years). Maybe I need to be away from everything I’ve ever known for a while.

Evicted by the homeless

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Ok, so maybe I do tend to exaggerate sometimes. Whatev.

Here’s the deallio. I was thinking of moving into a 2-bedroom place with someone, so I told mees* landlord that I’d be moving on out. I love my place, but just can’t afford to live there alone, so I’m moving in with someone so that I can afford to also pay for other stuff than just rent. (my landlord doesn’t allow pets, hence lookin for a new place).

[*mees is Irish for my. I figured since St. Patty's day is upon us...]

Well, we were in a time crunch b/c we needed to find a place by next Friday. She had a backup plan, but we were really hoping to live together. I’d been searchin, but just couldn’t find a decent place.

Meanwhile, back at the ranch….
My landlord had made an appointment with this couple to show them my apt on Sat. But because of the snow-storm, they ended up canceling. They re-scheduled to Tuesday, but cancelled that as well b/c the woman had fell during the snow-storm & had what my landlord called a “medical emergency”. (In quotes, b/c I think he’s exaggerating).

Yesterday, b/c of the time crunch we’re under, my friend & I decide to forget about finding a new place together. She’s just gonna go with her back-up, & I’m gonna stay at my place. Maybe look for a new roommate to move in with me.

So, I call my landlord to tell him not to show the house, that I’m stayin. I figured it was FATE that no one got to see the place yet.

He pauses & sighs & then tells me that he feels that he should give these ppl 1st dibbs on my apt! I’m like, “WHAT!?!??”, can’t you just tell them that I’m staying so it’s not available anymore? He continues & says “Well, the thing is that they had to cancel b/c of the storm & then a medical emergency”. I didn’t think this was a valid reason, b/c I re-scheduled seeing a 2-bedroom, 2-bath (with a Jacuzzi!), & 2 car garage house b/c of the storm, & 2 hours before going to see it, the dude called me up & left me a voicemail not to bother b/c someone just signed a lease!

So, I figured that was acceptable Modus Operandi for landlordy-ppl.

He simply hems & haws some more, & eventually tells me that he never listed the place b/c he had set this up with this couple, & uh…. they’re HOMELESS!!!!

uh….. WHAT!?!??!!??

“Yeah,” he says, “I was talking to this couple & they were telling me that they were looking for a place, & I described the place that you have & that it was about to be available, & they said they DEFINITELY want it. They were just going to look at it first, but they said they definitely wanted to take it. They’re even willing to pay more rent for it than you pay now.”

Let me tell you, I just love that my landlord doesn’t care about credit checks. He doesn’t believe in them, he says, so he only does criminal history checks. Uh…. maybe that’s why I’m the only tenant he has that pays rent on time.

So, hopefully, soon I find out if these ppl are definitely gonna take my place. Once they see it to confirm with him. I do have a friend I’m going to move in with if they take it. My friend’s got like a 4-bedroom house, with 3 empty rooms (soon). So, I’ll live there.

B/c it’s just bad karma to hope that a homeless couple don’t get your apt.

Isn’t it?

stupid crackerjack crackhead

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So, TIoP just posted that MSNBC finally canceled that stupid Cracker-Jack Crack-head’s show.

Thank GOD for small favors, huh? You remember Tucker Carlson, don’t cha? Here’s the post where I got super-mad at him:

And here’s my post just after that to self-promote:

snowed in

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So, I’m kinda bummed. Was really excited about going to a pre-show party tonight for Red {an orchestra}. My good friend & I had gotten tics to this Cool Cleveland party before the show. It was an open bar w/ appetizers catered by another friend of ours (who owns Gypsy Beans & does the yummiest catering). So, we were pretty psyched* about it.

Red {an orchestra} was doing a night of movie music….

BERNARD HERRMANN: MORE THAN THE MOVIES | 3.8.08

Red’s sixth season comes to an exciting conclusion with a concert featuring the music of film composer Bernard Herrmann, whose scores for classic films of Alfred Hitchcock–Vertigo, North By Northwest and Psycho–are unmatched in their distinctive style. His style as a film composer, keen psychological atmospheres made with simple means, was formed in his concert music. His early pieces in the manner of his idol, Arnold Schoenberg, matured as he worked in radio and then Hollywood, his ambition remaining high, even as his film music eclipsed all other efforts. In this unique program, film clips featuring Herrmann’s Hollywood music mingle with a suite from Psycho, and work from his time in the 1930s at CBS Radio. The highlight of the program is a group of excerpts from his unproduced opera, Wuthering Heights, perhaps the greatest unknown opera in the history of American music.

Sounds cool, huh? I KNOW! I was really looking forward to it, but just hoping now that they may reschedule. I mean, they’ve all been rehearsing for this show for a few weeks, I’m sure.

So, they were planning on doing a bunch of pieces that composer Bernard Herrmann did for Alfred Hitchcock’s movies, but they were going to do excerpts from an unproduced piece too?!?!?! Seriously?!

They HAVE to reschedule!

Oh, did I mention the reason everything’s cancelled? B/c of the winter storm. We were so ready to brave it. I went out there to my car. The snow drifts are 3 to 4 feet, I made it to the garage w/ the help of my trusty snow shovel. Then I opened the garage door……

Yeah, that wasn’t gonna happen. No way my Corolla’s makin it out of the garage. So, I call my girl to see what it’s like where she is, cause I can make it to the end of the street w/ my snow shovel. She gets outside, & makes it as far as the end of the street….

No more.

Dude, you’ve gotta give us credit for tryin though. So, we’re on the phone figuring out that this is just not gonna happen for us tonight, & go back into our respective homes. I get upstairs & turn on the news, & see that in some counties, the police are actually fining/ticketing ppl who are out on the street if it’s not an emergency!

*do ppl still say psyched?

You know you wanna vote sum mo’….

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Ok, folks… so my dear friend Steph has entered her ever-lovin kitty in a contest. I’m counting on all of yous to help ‘Stache win this thing! If you met him, you’d totally be ALL about him!!!

Here’s his entry:

Hi!
I’m Mustache. The person who takes care of me, Stephanie, has entered me in The Humane Society of the United States’ Spay Day USA Pet Photo Contest, presented by Nature’s Miracle and Zoombak. Now I need your vote to help me win some cool prizes. Go here to vote for me!

To celebrate Spay Day USA (February 26), The Humane Society of the United States is telling everyone that spaying and neutering improves pets’ lives. In addition to making pets better, more affectionate companions, spaying and neutering helps animals live longer and healthier.

To enter the photo contest, my caregiver submitted this picture and wrote a few nice words about me. Help us get more votes by forwarding this message to other family and friends. If I’m one of the top 500 vote-getters, we’ll have a chance to win a fabulous prize. A panel of celebrity judges is also going to pick the best photo and essay and we’ll have a chance to win even more prizes.

If you’d like to enter your own pet in the contest, then please do—I can handle some friendly competition! And if you want to stay on top of how I am doing in the contest, visit the Find a Pet page and search for me by name.

Enter your pet in the contest and vote today. The contest ends on March 7, 2008.

Sincerely,
Mustache

he’s obviously gay…

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Overheard on Sat afternoon….

I went to the library before I went to go workout b/c I forgot my treadmill book at home, & figured I could just pick up a copy of the same book there. (The library’s right next door to where I work out).

As I was entering la bibliothèque, there were 2 women leaving the building. One was in her 50′s & the other, in her 30′s. This is what I heard as I was passing them by:

Older lady: …. he had long blond hair. He was obviously gay.

Younger lady: mm-hmm.

Ah, yes… Obviously.

This made me laugh, b/c if I’m trying to think of a dude w/ long blond hair, I’m just thinking country, you know? Like, if I see a guy w/ really nice, polished shoes that has great fashion-sense, & maybe you can tell does a lil man-scaping, then yes, I would say they’re obviously gay. But most likely, w/ their fashion sense, they wouldn’t have long blond hair. They’d have their hair coiffed right!

operas & parties

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I haven’t been posting because I didn’t want to bore all of yous guys with my mundane life. But I’ve got nuttin else to say, so here we go….

I’ve been pretty busy (too busy to post, as you all know). You might remember my mentioning it in past years, but I’ve just gone through my busy season at work. I’ve put in 11-hour days on most Sundays & some Mondays for the last 2 months. But now, I’m free.

I’m looking for a new apt, so a lot of time is used up doing that. So far, nothing good. By “good”, I mean a place with 2 bedrooms, where you can actually fit a full-sized bed AND a dresser in BOTH bedrooms. I know, I know…. I’m just soooo demanding!

We had a snow storm on Tuesday, & I went out to see Steve Poltz that night at the Beachland Ballroom. That was fun, he did an impromptu “rock opera”. I’m not just over-using quotes there; trust me, it’s in the quotes for a reason.

Then, Wednesday, I went to see Mozart’s Die Zauberflöte*. I loved it, not as much as Le nozze di Figaro*, but I did enjoy myself. I went with one of my closest friends, Urban Cowgirl. She loves classical music (I just love it when it’s live). I did kinda nod off during the 2nd act; not b/c it was dull. I think it’s just cause I’ve been running myself ragged, & also most of the “songs”** were low (bass/baritone). And the low notes tend to put me to sleep sometimes (I’ve also nodded off at cello or double-bass recitals for this same reason).

Anyway, it was cool, I esp. loved Papageno & I’m sure he’s everyone’s fave character in it. So ridiculously funny, he is! But The Marriage of Figaro is still my fave, b/c I was in stitches throughout that whole opera. I’m a big fan of that silly-humor.

Then, last night I went to Urban Cowgirl’s 1st 29th birthday party. That was a complete blast. I had so much fun, hanging out at their house w/ a gaggle of fun ppls. I was there until almost 3 am, & still coulda stayed all night, but I could see others were getting tired.

So, that’s it for now. I hope to have more things to post about soon. I keep thinking of things I wanna post, but then actually forget them when I’m in front of the comp.

* yes, that’s me being snooty. But you’re allowed to be snooty when you go to see an opera.
** I’m pretty sure they’re not called songs; but they’re not all arias, so I don’t know what word to use for them.