MIMOSAS FOR ONE

september has been a strange month for me filled with fresh starts, unexpected events, and tearful goodbyes. that being said, i could think of no better way end such a crazy month than with a crazy night out in san francisco to take in a concert by the glam-disco-dance band, new york's scissor sisters at the warfield. first i must say that the warfield is an outstanding venue. a large theater that feels like a small club, it boasts classic decor and kick ass acoustics. you can feel the history when you walk through its doors. the atmosphere was dramatic and so were the people in attendance. as for the main attraction, they may just be the most fun band out there right now. for me, they are most easily described as the love child of early elton john and abba, with just a dash of the bee gees (mostly due to the strong falsetto of co-lead singer jake shears). they are funky, flamboyant, and altogether fabulous. i danced my ass off during the opening band (a fun killers-esque quintet ...

and just in time for hunting season. go figure. i just wanted to let all the people who have been thinking about me and my family know that my dad passed away this morning. i am sad, but feel relieved that his suffering is finally over. i really feel so very lucky to have had such a wonderful father. he was the most patient, understanding, fun, communicative, and loving man. i love you dad. i will miss you. pop in that willie nelson cd, crack open a beer, hit the open road in old betsy, and have fun hunting. here's to you, double d :)

i feel like i've had split personalities for the last week. one minute i'm my sweet jovial self, and then the next i'm kicking ass and taking names, not to mention no shit from anyone. being assertive feels really good to me at first, then it just feels like i was being a complete bee-otch. why is that? i'm reading scars and sweet paradise: the life and times of janis joplin by alice echols. i always thought of janis as this badass. she had this amazing talent, did what (and who) she wanted, and lived this amazing (though far too brief)life. the introduction contains a passage so sad that it made me cry " not long after janis died, a little-known rock journalist published an especially spiteful article about her. it was the night of her new york city debut and she had leveled the place, bewitching the city's notoriously hard-boiled critics. after the show, the guys in the band went out with some pretty young girls, and janis, left alone, wandered off to a bar....

well, i'm not super happy about my first set of shots from the duaflex , but at least i got something. right now it's loaded with black and white, so we'll see. fall is upon us. the days are breezier, the leaves on the trees are fuller, i'm starting school in a few weeks, and best of all the season premieres of all my favorite shows are just around the corner. i started my new job as a flower shop delivery driver this week, and i love it :) sure it's stressful (timed deliveries up narrow windey mountain roads where NO ONE has address numbers in plain view kind of sucks) and at times exhausinting (those funeral crosses and sprays are heavy!) but i like it better than the tedious tasks at my other job. and finally after a week, my dsl connection is back! whew, i didn't know how much longer i could last.....