It doesn't seem like it's been that long since I posted. But I guess time flies when your life is repedatory and mundane. LOL
Went to the KISS concert in the Soo with my brother Greg, his girlfriend Marie and Trent. I was amazed at how much Trent actually enjoyed it. I expected him to stand in one spot pouting until it was over. he actually got into it. I could've done without the "Paul Stanley is SOOO Gay" comments. I mean, come on, like it's not obvious! HEHE. It all went to hell when he screamed out "How many of you people wanna hear a song about putting things in your mouth?!" Even I teared up at that and then laughed uncontrollably. Trent laughed so hard the security guards gave him a really, really odd look. Here's the weird thing...the song they played after was "Lick it up" and it's like -- unless you're gay, you're not really putting something in your mouth, if you're a guy. and yeah, yeah -- I know...some guys DO put the whole damn pelvic region of girl's bodies in their mouths, or so it seems. Anyway -- the concert was awesome. Sad to say (HAHAHA NOT!) that we missed the opening acts. One of them was called Clown Sac (no, I'm NOT kidding). They're from the Soo and call themselves a mix of Insane Clown Posse and Rob Zombie. They may have the gay "evil clown" makeup down from ICP, but they are no where near anything like Zombie. First of all -- they SUCK ASS!!!! Anyway, I digress. The other opening band we didn't hear or see anything of. While Kiss was getting ready to start tho, one of the guys from the Clown band was wandering around the crowd near us. Trent just kept whispering -- if he comes near me I'm gonna hurt him -- don't let him near me. LOL I was thinking the same thing. Damnit I hate clowns.
What else is going on? Hmm. Lots of transcription work. Feel like I'm surgically attached to my keyboard most days. The Shores is still the Shores, despite Skip saying Gopher's was taking over Aug 1 - and he had PROOF! LOL Funny, we're still there.
Supposed to go see Clutch in Milwaukee on the 23rd -- that'll KICK ASS!! Jasmine, you're not far from there -- maybe we could get together for the first time in oh ----- what it is now? 13, 14 years??? How weird would that be. LOL We should invite John! HA!
Okay, enough for now.
Love ya all
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August 2007
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Let's start with the rumor mill. Been hearing for a few months now that Helen has sold the restaurant. She keeps denying it. Saying my sister would be the first to know. Well, I'd hope so, since Becky owns part of the place and has been working there for like, 24 years!!! But then on saturday, Skip [her husband] comes in ranting and raving and saying he's seen the check and the contract and that Gopher's [another little cafe here] is taking the place over October first. Well, my jaw dropped. I was ticked off all night long. Before I went home I called Trent and told him that when I decided between the restaurant and Starbucks, I may have made a bad choice. Didn't sleep at all that night. I didn't even know if Becky would come in the next morning if she found out there was any truth to the whole thing. She said she talked with Helen and that the whole thing is bullshit. But I've had SO many people asking me about it and telling me they've all heard it's a done deal. I just don't know if Helen is really THAT big of a bitch that she'd lie right to Becky's face like that. I just don't know...and it's freaking me out, man! I've worked in that place practically my whole life, since I was 13. I know all of our customers and most of them are like family to us. It's hard to deal with a lot of times because a lot of our customers are elderly. When we lose one, it's heartbreaking. A couple months ago, we lost Mr. Ricker [jazz, you know Jed Ricker? It's his grandfather]. He had gone through a really long, hard fight with prostate cancer a few years back and came out cancer free. Then suddenly it was back. He died in under a month from the time they told him it was back. His wife didn't come in for over a month. When I saw her again, I sat down next to her in the booth and put my arm around her. She said, "Please, don't be nice to me. I'll cry." It was too late, we were both crying. Geezus, I'm tearing up now. So it's like, if Helen DID sell the place, I'm not just out of a job -- it's my life, really. Anyway--I guess I'll just have to wait and see what the facts are. Bet that got your attention. LOL okay, so I get nudged to post. then nothing. WTF is up with that? Since my "dear" friend Ken gave me a "nudge" [stragest email I think I've ever seen that didn't have the words viagra or penis in it] here is an update. Nothing is new, really. same shit, different day. I tried working at Starbucks for a little while. Man -- that SUCKS! Take the job because you get told "oh, you only need to put in 20 hours a week to get benefits" and then only get scheduled for about 17 a week. Nice, huh? Oh well, typical of my life. Still at the restaurant and doing transcription work from home. Still with Trent and STILL not married. He wears his wedding band though. Not quite sure why, really. He says "well you wear your ring". I look at him oddly and say, "Yes, women WEAR engagement rings before they get married. Men don't." But oh well. I guess in a way, it's nice of him. I hate going day to day watching people I care about getting trampled on because they care too much for people that don't deserve it. Sadly, I have the same affliction. my friend Ken is over in Iraq defending our country and giving freedom to the Iraqi people. In the meantime, he's got some girl in the states screwing with his head and heart. I don't know the whole situation, mind you, but it still pisses me off to no end. When my now ex-husband was deployed in the Gulf, I don't think I could have even imagined doing anything to add to the burden he already carried. If I had cancer, he'd find out when he came home. If something really terrible happened, he found out when he came home. And not right when he came home. After he'd had time to readjust to life at home. But some people are just sick, I guess. and they don't care much about who they hurt as long as they're happy. Well- it's been a while since I've posted anything on here. Not a whole lot going on, really. Trent is going out of state for the night for the yearly meeting for the Kingdom Hall. Yes - those of you who know me know how I am about religion - but it's his thing, not mine. He's not trying to convert me or anything like that. Not that he'd have a chance in hell anyway. I mean, okay, it's great to have beliefs and faith and all of that. But organized religion, to me, is something that man made in order to turn people into followers. Not believers. And religious factions that try to make you think that if you don't follow them you're going to die a horrible, agonizing death are just wrong. You don't have to attend a church to believe in God or a higher power - or to pray. Anyone who's seen Stigmata has heard the lines "Lift a Stone and I am there. Break a Twig and You Will Find Me." It's supposed to be from a gospel written by Jesus, himself. and to me it says that you don't need the church. You don't need other people. All you need is faith. Anyway. That's just my view. Sor those of you who don't know this, I work as a transcriptionist at home when I'm not working at thedamned restaurant. I'm doing a transcript right now of a medical conference that was held in Cape Town, South Africa last month. They even had Desmond Tutu speaking at this one. It's on the work they're doing on drugs to treat and prevent HIV/AIDS. Once I'm done with it, I'll post a link to the site so anyone who would like to can go and read about it. It's really interesting work. And if you know anyone affected by the disease, it may bring them some hope and give them something to talk to their doctors and other people they know that are infected. I'm sure a lot of you have already heard that there are companies working on a vaccine to prevent AIDS. But the things they're working on in this discussion cover a much broader spectrum of protection possibilites. Really, I think everyone should read about this and pass it on. |
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