Noontime D.Rangement Current mood: restless
How lucky am I, that over my lunch break I could hustle over to old market square and catch a tasty ear-treat of the D.Rangers.
Sweet blowing wind taking the leaves from the trees and blowin' em all around while listening to some good ol amplified acoustics.
An hour long or so set, with some familiar faces in the audience not often seen by the light of day. So THATS what you look like.
I found a sweet tree to lean against and absorb the experience. Great view for me, hidden in anonymity.
My only woe was that I had to run away without saying hello, I guess that makes me seem aloof, instead of painfully shy.
Well I guess I have another woe, I was gonna stop at tasty Mondragon for lunch, but crazy busy it was, so lunchless for today. But damn they have a fine vegan caesar salad. mmm mmm good.
The D.Rangers gave her good, and even broke a few strings for our noontime amusement. Romi Mayes jumping in to restring the backups with speed, aviators and a smile.
What a treat.
The farmers market was also going on, something I haven't checked out here before. Smaller than I am used to, but nice to see it out, I will have to hit it up next week for sures!
I miss the Arcata Plaza on Saturday morning...
Currently listening : Paw-Paw Patch By D Rangers Release date: 08 August, 2006
Thursday, August 31, 2006
Friday, August 4, 2006
grease filled angst
grease filled angst
so there is an occasion not often recorded in history that seems to be an overbearing source of relative sadness or perhaps just a feeling of malaise I may be currently experiencing.
the death of a crush
perhaps due to lack of assertiveness on my part or just the gradual closing of the window of opportunity, my heart(maybe just libido) moves on. kind of in a sinking in the belly sort of feeling. Or maybe its just the crappy grease I had at Hooters for lunch.
having a crush is a joyous experience filled with pleasure and woe, peaks and valleys, and a whole lot of self delusion. The best kind of escape I tell ya. then through someone or somehow, reality peaks in and suggests some truths that are best left on the confessional floor. Or maybe I just got over it.
Being a single woman is a mixed bag I tell ya.
I can still smell remnants of hooters hot sauce.
what a world, what a world - Yogurt (Mel Brooks)
so there is an occasion not often recorded in history that seems to be an overbearing source of relative sadness or perhaps just a feeling of malaise I may be currently experiencing.
the death of a crush
perhaps due to lack of assertiveness on my part or just the gradual closing of the window of opportunity, my heart(maybe just libido) moves on. kind of in a sinking in the belly sort of feeling. Or maybe its just the crappy grease I had at Hooters for lunch.
having a crush is a joyous experience filled with pleasure and woe, peaks and valleys, and a whole lot of self delusion. The best kind of escape I tell ya. then through someone or somehow, reality peaks in and suggests some truths that are best left on the confessional floor. Or maybe I just got over it.
Being a single woman is a mixed bag I tell ya.
I can still smell remnants of hooters hot sauce.
what a world, what a world - Yogurt (Mel Brooks)
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