Anyways...here was my weekend:
FRIDAY night
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THe Hives/Mooney Suzuki show. Awesome. I wiggled my butt alot. It was an all ages show and so it was mega crowded at the Showbox. Must of been hundreds of people there. Very hot and claustrophic. I tryed not to think about how it made me feel faint cuz I didn't wanna end up having a panic attack and having to leave before the Hives came on. The Mooney Suzuki were all rock-n-roll swagger. Pointing their
fingers at each other and the audience. Alot of hand clapping. THe drummer kept holding up a giant fake red cobra statue. That cracked me up. It made no sense at all for him to be doing it!
I loved it.
The Hives singer is a heartthrob along the lines of Sean or David Cassidy. He is just pure, wide-eyed CUTE. Fun show, except for the older guy (mid 50s) who was standing close to me and kept yelling "ROCK-N-ROLL" all the time and kept staring at me as I wiggled my butt dancing..pervert!!!
Saturday
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Went to Walgreens, Woo-hoo! The pharmacist and I had an unexpected conversation about Love/Arthur Lee cuz I was wearing a Love t-shirt. You can never judge a pharmacist by his smock!!
THen we went to Craniums, a collectibles store/restaurant/coffeeshop
I bought a naked Raggedy Ann doll for $5.00 and also a Raggedy Andy Vase/planter...very cute. I love those redheads!! That night we went to Industrial Coffee and saw 4 mediocre/boring (well, the Stuckups are pretty fun. I take that back) "punk rock" bands. I was so bored. I felt out of place. I am not enough of a hipster to have fun at these stupid shows. I should have been home petting cats and reading books. God, I'm lame!
Sunday
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Woke up from a dream about travelling spontaneously to Germany w/Jason. We were having trouble communicating w/people there. I cussed out this Hotel clerk when she suddenly decided not to let us have a room. Her reason for this was "You can't even write or speak English very well." I yelled "I have a fucking BA in English, you bitch!"
the room went dead silent, like in a movie. THen Jason was too busy showing me rare Jimi Hendrix posters he picked up in the hotel to help me figure out where we were gonna stay. Crazy dream. Cool, though!! I told Jason "Stop acting like an "Ugly American." You are freaking out the Germans!
anyways, after dreaming this, I ate waffles, cleaned the bathroom, did 6 loads of laundry and cooked a pot roast on top of that. Then I was in a really pissy mood from doing too much on my day off and Jason wanted a hug and I said "No! I don't feel like being affectionate right now." I can be so COLD! I felt better after I ate.
Sunday night we watched a beautiful, pointless movie called "The Long Day Closes" or something like that. It was a very "dream-state" movie. British, set in 1955. Typical "loner" young boy observing his family and lack of friends. I liked it.
Well, I'm gonna go..tired of rambling!