old memories

So I'm in the cafe again, chatting with friends, filling out aps (and damn me I forgot my cel at home). A friend of mine shows me some pictures of his 'backyard' which triggers this memory of this toon 'Mysterious Cities of Gold' Do any of you remember it?What hit me was I was thinking the lyrics to this song would be cheesy if I heard them again, but turns out I rememberd being at "grandma day care" and being happy in the summer with all my cousins. Funny how a song will do that? Check it out:Cities of GoldWonder if this is out on DVD?

new jewels

*note* I am still internet-less, but this is my first chance at getting back to the cafe. Enjoy reading.

My Saturday was quite eventful but the coolest part of it was when I was heading to my aunts down south. I called up my cousin to find we were all meeting to figure out the nights plans at her place. Once I get there Mannie say's that he's ready to get his tongue pierced after months and years of waiting.

I wanted to make sure he was actually ready, since I thought it would be best to do this when he would have more of a recovery period (*cough* Friday morning *cough*) than just two days before heading back to his profession. He assured us all he was ready and that it was something he's been wanting to do. After all ~ its not like a tattoo or any other piercing that will leave scars. hee hee

So the wonder-quadro all pile in the car and head north to this little tattoo shop right off the freeway. I forgot my camera at home, but Jessica loaned me hers. Woo Hoo! You know I had to capture this!

Take a look:

They had such a variety of body jewelry. Maybe one day I'll get my belly done (again). This time ~hopefully~ they will do it right. I'd also like to change out the hoops I have in my ears. Small steps, I tell myself. It will all come to me in time.



So you know they won't do any sort of work on you if you seem in anyway intoxicated? They also card you!! Ha ha! Check out that smile!



Too bad I couldn't fit in the whole first picture. The artist had the total snapping glove thing down. He also told us this funny story about his allergic reaction to latex gloves. Then there is the final rinse and spit before sitting in the "Chair".



Scissor clamps of DOOM!! Needle of TORTURE!! Stud of PAIN!!! Don't forget the lube and the gloves! Gotta love the look on his face. Notice how pale he is here?

Depending on how you look at it, this was a very fast three minutes. Don't know how long it felt to Mannie though, but in the end he looks happy with his new toy!

So yea, this was close to the end of one of many great days in my new year. After this we all went to go see "Children of Men" ~ I recommend you go see it. I went in with low expectations and hearing the name Clive Owen ~ I had no clue who he was until he made his appearance. Then I remembered him from the movie "Closer" and I thought to myself "This is gonna be an awesome movie!" Halfway thru the flick I had to stop for a moment and just think: WOW! By the end I was speechless. I'm still going over it today. . . So yea, check it out if you can!

I miss dial-up

Yea you heard me right. I miss dialup. Not only dialup, but I miss internet. Nobody in my neighborhood is cool enough to have wireless so I can leech off them either. hrmph! I think even if they did it wouldn't matter. After hours of haggling with Charter Communications up in my area ~ they finally gave up the source of their 'technical glitches'. Turns out there is a problem with the 'Aerial Drop' in our building. I have no clue what that means but it involves dirt, big trucks, manly non-computer handed men and a shovel to hide the dead bodies.

After sending out a cable tech to the coven of darkness last Wednesday and failing to connect A to B the cable tech sent over a line tech who also failed to make a connection. This line tech gave us his direct cel number and claimed it was a problem with 'the system' and assured me someone would be over within a reasonable time frame to fix my precious internet.

The reasonable time frame turned out to be Friday evening. Friday evening came and went with no word from any tech whatsoever. About this time late Friday I was enjoying my favorite past time ~ cooking ~ I decide in a fit of anger to call up the cable company (because I can't look up my precious recipes on my precious internet). The first operator I spoke to ~ after 45 minutes AND giving her my cel number 'accidentally' hung up on me then proceeded in failing to call me back.

Wrong move bitch!!!! I finished my cooking ate my wonderful dinner, finished the rest of my salted lime corona, picked up the cel and called them again. I got a hold of a high speed internet cable tech this time! Not only did he fail to tell me what the actual problem was with the failure to have internet in my home, he acted like he didn't even care that I was upset (big surprise right?). I pointed out his apathetic concerns and asked to speak to his supervisor.

Next thing you know I'm talking to his boss. Mind you, it is now five minutes after 9pm. A whole hour after the 4pm-8pm 'window' that Charter Communications had given us for their techs to be at our location (and failed to notify us they would be there after PROMISING that I was at the top of their list of people for that 'window'.

I'll just say this, the supervisor not only made up for the lack of service that I had received all week, he credited me for an entire month of service on BOTH internet AND cable. He also explained the problem was underground and that he would be speaking to the DFW office starting Monday in regards to moving around some dirt and playing with exposed wires. (That was some storm last Friday night, right?)

But until then for the next 7-10 biz days, I am still without internet. I don't even have dialup. No DSL. Not even mobile web. When the superboss was crediting my account I was so tempted to ask for free HBO. So until sometime in the very distant future, I have to depend on the gool ol' internet cafe's.

Hurray for people watching!

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So with the recent storms in the DFW area this past Friday, I am internetless in my neighborhood until Wednesday when the cable dude gets here. I'll have to make due with searching out free wi-fi hot-spots so until then, I'm gonna be searching for new creative ways to pass my time.

Wish me luck.

dumb drunk bragging bitches

New year's Eve has been planned out for me for over a month and a half now, probably before my moving plans were ever finalized. My cousins Jessica and Mannie had bought tickets to see a local band called Neverset. I had never bothered to check out their myspace until these past few days and prior to tonight both of them have been playing their CD's, MP3's and pointing out their songs whenever they loaded up on the xBox or played on the radio.

Both of them also were ecstatic about just how great this band was live. For me, the best live band performance up to tonight has been Dave Matthews Band, but now they're in second place (sorry guys). In my youth (lol like I'm *that* old) I've seen quite a few awesome live shows in very small venues (BT, Paul Oakenfold, STP, Smashing Pumpkins ~ just to name a few) but the energy these guys had has just about blown everybody else out of the water.

I believe the show started at 8pm, but we didn't get there until around 10pm and Overscene was in the middle of their performance. From the one song I heard, they sounded ok but this is what really got me (Jessica loves them). When we all walked in the lead singer said that he had injured his knee and asked for a chiropractor with no sympathy from the crowd. At the end of his last song, he was standing on one leg with the other bent over one of the speaker things, then he proceeded to fall over flat on his back ~ where he then finished the song ~ on his back. I guess he was ok though, cause no ambulance was called. After these guys finish we made our way up a little closer to the stage.

This cute little girl comes up and was totally excited about the next band: Bless the Broken and had driven six hours from Lubbock to see them. I introduced myself because she seemed to be the type to really rock out, she introduced herself as Myra* then my cousins and Shawn introduced themselves to her. I said to her "Nice to meet you, we might get up close and personal really soon". Then we all had a good laugh. About this time my friend Shawn..2 calls and announces over the loud soundchecks that he's making his way from his current event over to ours. I tell him as best I could where we are (since I have no clue where we are) and that we'll be seeing him shortly.

I gotta check out more of these guys, plus my group was impressed with them as well. Not only that but they thought their sister might have heard of them too.

After these guys finish the cute little girl announces she's leaving for the night and is replaced by a horrible drunk role model for all mothers. She's there with her two friends, a couple who seem to think that she's reached her cutoff limit; she's talking WAY too loud and proceeds to tell anybody in her earshot vicinity the story of her cute top. Apparently she bought it for her 13 year old daughter Missy* but though she looked better in it. So as she was tucking in Missy* for the evening she robbed her child's closet for the latest fashions in ho-tops for pre-teens.

I'm sure Missy* won't be bothered by the alcohol stains and cigarette smells. I never got the mothers name but she also tells those of us that can hear her about one of her recent drunken escapades after a wild night of clubbing and her "Nichole Richie" incident while driving north on the 75 at 4am with no headlights all while speeding in excess of 80mph. I think my jaw dropped to the floor and I know Jessica heard her too. I recovered and said as loud as I could: "You sure are a role model for your child!"

At this point her friends don't hear me, but drunken stumbling mom starts staggering and rubbing against me with her purse. She tells us a little more of her wild fiascos then finally realizes that she's hitting me because I start talking as loud as her to all my friends just how stupid I think this horrible excuse for a mother/woman is when she says to me "Oh I am so sorry, I didn't realize I've been hitting you with my purse all this time. (insert dumb blond chuckle here)" I give her this blank look because her stupidness just floors me and now I have a face to look at along with her voice. Then I recover just as she turns away: "At least it's not with your car!!"

Her friends just look at me in horror. They had that deer in the headlights look about them, they then disappeared rather quickly, but replaced her with a Barbie clone. I won't go into as extravagant detail about Barbie* only cause she used the crowd as her excuse to keep feeling up my backside with her stiff silicone goodies. Once I got tired of her feeling me up I gave her an elbow to the boobies and she left me alone.

As for Neverset, they were just awesome! My friend Shawn..2 shows up just as they start singing and I had to go grab him by the hand and drag him thru the small crowd just so he could join us. He had never heard of them, but every time I looked back at him he looked up on stage in awe. Also he kept giving me positive answers when I asked him if he was having fun.

Sometime in the beginning of their song set a lone drumstick was thrown into the crowd. I looked in the direction of where it came from and saw some guys quickly close the curtains from backstage. When I looked on the ground at my feet, guess what I saw!!! A real drumstick!!!! I picked it up, pushed it in Jessica's direction then she handed it to Mannie. Next thing I know there are about six girls with lighters and cel phones all looking on the floor for the stick. Mannie flashes it at them then quickly conceals it. They made the 'give it to me' gesture but he wasn't' giving it up.

After the show, I bought a CD, the drummer was standing there, offered to sign it. (I didn't even see him)Then somebody nearby pointed out who he was and suggested that I get him to sign my 'stick' as well. When I asked him to make it out to me, he asked if my name was with an I or Y. AHHH, not many people ever ask me that. So I said Y and now I own a signed stick. hehe

I also saw the lead singer and his girlfriend, who was also standing next to us in the crowd (but she wasn't annoying AND my cousin and I even complimented her shoes earlier that night) (but when she told us she wore high heels while walking around her apartment, just to get good at walking....heh). Anyway lead singer Shawn was saying his goodbyes to his mom (who was also standing next to us in the crowd) I asked his GF if she would take a pic of me and lead singer Shawn..3, she did, then said it wasn't good enough. So she offered to take a second. Both the drummer and the lead singer were so nice, PLUS the show rocked ~ aside from the dumb drunk bitches, it was a great new years! And of course, as they said ~ the best part of 2006 is that it's OVER!!!! WOO!!

Go check them out if you ever get the chance. If you see drunk mom, have her arrested and if you see Barbie, punch her in the boob for me :)

One day I'll upload the signed stuff. . . Maybe. Don't hold your breath. ..