smile and grin at the change all around

2-29-02 When feeding time has come and gone
Sounds like both Chris and Miles had a good time at the Panic in Detroit show. Miles was impressed with the band musically and the way they were able to party afterwards. I guess it was a very late night. I like how Chris also hung out with the band on Sunday night after their show in Berkeley and had to call in sick Monday - that's always a good sign. The way Miles raved about the show I feel bad that I wasn't able to make it. I haven't seen Andrew since the last time his band played in SF and the John Sparrow band crashed at Me and Mark's place. That's when you know you have a good roommate - you call and ask if an entire band can crash in the living room and without hesitation he says sure. Just for the record, people from Quick Step Maneuver and John Sparrow joined to form Panic in Detroit. I will have to tape Chris' cd when I see him.
I am real tired of packing and getting ready for my move. I have so much absolute junk that I want to take the time and sift through it so that I am not moving anything I don't truly need. I long for the days when all I had was clothes and cds. Oh, and a pen, and some paper. But that was it. Now I got all kinds of crappy stuff. I just don't know how I will move it all to SF. I guess in boxes. The other drag thing about moving is that slim chance of getting a job that would keep me here. I was supposed to interview for that today but it got pushed to Friday morning. That really sours me on the whole thing and I should really just focus on getting my stuff in boxes and shipped. The time has come to be gone.
I still haven't had time to read about my phone and figure out how to retrieve my voicemail messages. I only have one phone number in the phone and that is Brad's because he called me. I will have to figure all that stuff out later. One thing I did figure out today was whose birthday I knew I was forgetting. I kept thinking, gee it's mid-January and I know somebody's birthday is just about to happen, but I can't remember who. Well, it was Julie's. Who is she, you may ask? Only the one I am going to be staying with when I go Amsterdam! Damn, how am I going to forget her?!? I have known her for over a decade now. A tumultuous decade, but in the end a very good one. She is one of the few people I keep in touch with from Cal. Just her and Suhail.
All right, time to return to cleaning and sorting and throwing lots of stuff away. Fun, fun, fun.

1-28-02 Movies, moving, moon
Anybody see the full moon last night? Maybe it is actually tonight but it's raining. Anyway, it was a nice big moon and I loved it. The last full moon seems so long ago. But I still love the moon and the stars and all that good stuff. Which sort of brings me around to telling you about the first movie I saw today, I am Sam. I wanted to see Blackhawk down but I am Sam was the only decent thing about to start when I got to the theater. See how selective I am? I went in with pretty low expectations but I came away thinking that it was pretty well done. The little girl in the movie is great. But Penn does a good job of not making me think it is him. I guess because he isn't swearing or smoking up a storm anytime in the movie. How refreshing. I even liked Michelle Pfifer's performance which is saying a lot. Who knows, there might be an Academy Award nomination or two out of this flick. Oh, but it is sad, I guess I should warn you. Seems like all the movies I have been seeing lately are all tragic. Either that or the moon has me extra touchy-feely.
The other movie I just saw was Black Hawk Down. It was exactly what I thought it would be, an intense action flick. It seemed like it was a pretty fair representation of war. Well, except that they didn't show anybody getting killed by friendly fire. That stuff happens so often in haphazard, clustered situations like that. Really, there had to be a least one or two casualities from friendly fire, which makes this thing that much more sad/tragic. I tell you, I can pick 'em. At least the midday movie was a matinee and the late flick was free. Another Mando freebie from work. I am gonna miss that connection. Next week is the Strokes, David Byrne and some otehr band if I am around that long.
Tomorrow I have a little interview that should be interesting. It is my Dad's attempt at trying to get me a job here so that I won't leave. The interview should be interesting because it is the first time I am going to interview for a job I know very little about and didn't get myself. If it is as good as my Dad says it is, it will definitely be worth my time. But, honestly, I am not expecting it to be much. I will let you know though.
On the brighter side of things, my cell phone is now up and functioning with a 415 number. 385-1765 is the rest of it for you not keeping up. Don't call me too much because now i have only 300 anytime minutes and a boat load of weekend and evening minutes. Call me in the morning and wake me up if you like, that way I use the off peak stuff. Tomorrow i will have to read the booklet and figure out how to access my messages because right now all I know is that I have some. I bet Helen called and I missed it. Damn. Sorry 'bout that. Like I said, wake me up.
That's all the news worth printing for now. Strom made tenure at BU, so hurray for Strombo. His kid has a little surgery coming up later this month and I really wish I could be there. Guess I will just have to be there in spirit. I need to get a full night's rest now so I will catch you on the backswing.

1-27-02 So I start down a new road
Let's see, where to begin. It has been quite a while since I last posted here. I know Mojo had his fun and even wanted to post "the Hitch-Hiker" as his last poem but I was pretty sure no one wanted to read about Jeffrey Dahmer's first conquest. Even though I must admit that I love Thom Gunn's Troubadour poems, which are odes (songs) to Dahmer, they are over the top. Love as a personal right rather than an agreed upon journey. Ah, but you already know this. You cosmopolitan Bay Area socialites you.
I saw Natalie Merchant the other night, she was great! I know that some of you don't like the fact that I don't like most female artists. Whethere they paint, sing or write poetry, I just don't feel like they are telling a story I can relate to. But, I certainly believe that they should tell their story because there is an audience for it. It's just not me, get it. I hope so. I am tired fo telling people that I don't like female acted, inspired or painted works and people labeling me as a chauvinist. that couldn't be farther from the truth.
I like what I like and a lot of the time that doesn't include female artists, so kill me. But Natalie Merchant, there is no denying the depth or breadth of her talent. She is truly phenomenal. She played her favorites and she played the tunes that bend your mind to wonder.
Mostly I have been concentrating on moving and helping Brad move. With only a few more days to go it all seems so short. I want to try and make the most of the days I have left but I am not sure exactly how I should do that. I want to see a couple of the neighbor islands and before I leave but I don't know if that is fiscally prudent. What I should do is just pack my stuff and get ready to get the heck out. The only monkeywrench to that plan is that my Dad has an interview set up for me on Tuesday. And to tell you the truth, if the job is as all encompassing as he says and the pay is near where he says it might be, I would be staying here. But that is a pretty small chance. I would put my money on the fact that I will be there Saturday February 9th for basketball and brekkie. That's a much better bet.
It's nice to be back posting again. There was some time I needed to take off just to get my head straight. And even though it is nowhere near to being straight, I am much better. The end of the Kathryn thing tweaked me a bit but not forever. and all I can say is That's Entertainment! I hope you were reading Mojo's posts!
I know you won't be reading this until Monday morning so I have these last, parting words. There were these two carnivores, eating a clown. One of them says to the other, "does this taste funny to you?!"