Videos, Videos, Videos 2007, August 30

Too busy to start embedding clips here (at least now, maybe in the A/V page someday). But here are the videos I took in New York on this last trip (July-Aug). Links below. They vary a lot in quality, much of that having to do with how coherent I was at those music shows, plus where I was (although all were good spots, you just can’t tell sometimes on vid), plus shadows from all those lights that look so pretty while someone’s on stage but look like crap on a digital camera. For Glen, I was lazy and just set the camera on the stage. I figured being a couple of feet away from him, I didn’t just want to stand there pointing a camera at his face. Plus this way I could still enjoy the show live. And possibly not freak him out.

OK, here are some clips (linked + urls). If you know me, you might be interested in what I’ve been up to, or what my cousin’s like, etc. Vids all on You Tube posted under nameunlisted13.

Crowded House
“Don’t Dream It’s Over”
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-gXAdcUCUbI

CRAIG
Ferguson signs autographs
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LYydD9yeRhE

Glen Hansard / Swell Season
“Lies”
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e0B3bUUrHjE

“Falling Slowly”
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6cvKaC-bWgA

Timberlake
Cry Me a River (partial)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UajwmnUMLF8

Jordyn bubbles
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Li4wdSxE_X0

Jordyn tricycle
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6cvKaC-bWgA

ps. If you want to see how crazy it was to be at the JT show, check this clip out. You can’t even hear JT but it shows what kind of energy we raised there that night! And apparently at least I had better seats than most of the clips I’ve seen. :)

Actual conversation in the car 2007, August 30

This was between my cousin (V) and my aunt (P). My aunt judges, well, everything, mostly things she knows nothing about. So V started talking about the show “Weeds” and of course my aunt had to comment. But V’s comeback is one of the funniest things I’ve ever heard and I couldn’t stop laughing.

V: Is the clock fast?
P: Yeah
V: By how much?
P: About 5 minutes. Why?
V: I’m missing my show.
P: What show?
V: Weeds.
P: I don’t like that show. I don’t like what it glorifies–
V: It’s my favorite show. It doesn’t glorify anything. Actually, if anything, it’s the opposite. I watch it for entertainment.
P: Exactly. That’s how it gets you. That’s what the devil wants.
V: What?! It’s a good show and I enjoy watching it.
P: I know all about that show. I’ve seen it a couple of times. I don’t relate to anyone on that show.
V: Well, neither do I… It’s still a good show.
P: I don’t relate to a drug dealer. I don’t like that show.
V: Well, I don’t relate to a four-fingered yellow person but I still enjoy The Simpsons.

no, really, i am writing again. seriously. 2007, August 25

today vicky, stephanie, and i went with charlie and jordyn to the Central Park Zoo. we saw many animals. i’m pretty sure, though, that we saw more ill-mannered kids. i mean, if i really had to really count.it took us 3 hours to get back home, a trip that should be like an hour, hour and a half. i’m exhausted. the baby was so cranky that she fell asleep in the car and then kept crying because she wanted to go home. we all pretty much felt the same. we just let her express what each of us was feeling.

it wasn’t a real “trip to the city,” just a trip to the zoo. and it’s always weird to see someone not from the city, a manhattanphobe, really, react so strongly to things like nyc prices for everything, from what a street vendor charges for a snapple to what parking costs to the horrible traffic… vick and i are so used to it (and we are nowhere near being newyorkers) that we don’t blink an eye at these things. i mean, stephanie was super extra surprised at the cost of that snapple and we’re like, huh, yeah, that’s what they cost.

so there. i wrote.

oh, also, i got another tattoo (my eleventh). on sunday i’m going back to the city for some show my cousin wants to see at the mercury lounge. on monday i have a medical procedure which i of course don’t even want to mention. on tuesday i go to miami. and by saturday i’ll be back here. my cousin got a laptop and i’ve spent a lot of time setting it up for her. and in my own computer i have a few hundred pictures to still sort, edit, upload, and/or print. some vids, too. i have a couple more ny trips and one to st. pete and at least 3 concerts to look forward to. i am sooooo avoiding real life and the fact that i have to get a job fairly soon. so, um, yeah, that’s it.

i’m already bored by every word here.

OK, here we go again 2007, August 16

This is actually mostly for me cause things happen and I have nowhere to write about them.

Like ohmigod tonight Vicky and I saw Justin Timberlake and I was totally drunk but even if I wasn’t the whole experience was so surreal. I mean, I don’t see people this popular or this famous. But this show was amazing and I am still in awe. I swear I peed my panties a little. I also wore a lovely dress showing lots of cleavage. Must use the assets I got when everything else makes me unhappy.

Oh, Good Charlotte opened for JT, and they are very good live. Although I seem to be the only person, at least in my section, that yelled out “Nicole BabyDaddy”. I also met some very nice Canadians sitting near us. The alcohol helps me talk to strangers but it is almost 3am and my head is starting to hurt.

I should mention that I am in NY. The JT show was at MSG and I cannot remember the last time I was there. It was either when I was 18, or never. We even went to the Empire State Bldg today, cause it had been so many, many years since I was there.Very NY day overall.

Yesterday I had my back tattoo added to and fixed and I am beyond pleased. Like I said all week, you have to be in a really shitty place and mood to tat a heart with barbed wire on yourself. It was finally the time to lighten up the thing and make it beautiful. Now it has a flame and awesome spirals and is like 4 or times bigger than it used to be.

Earlier in the week I went to see Crowded House at the Beacon Theatre and it was amazing, much much better than I thought it was gonna be. The part that sucked was that I lost my phone, but I got the coolest replacement, so I am not that upset about the whole thing. Just weirds me out a bit.

I continue to spend money like I have it, while I have not worked in over 2 years and have just been mooching off relatives. I know I have to get a job in January but I don’t want to. I mean, I seriously, positively, scared-to-death, terrified Do Not Want To.

Ooh, on the news repeat they just showed David Beckham scoring his first goal for the Galaxy. I am so obsessed with the Beckhams. Totally think everything they do is “major” and love, love, love them.

What else? Oh, last month, which was the whole catalyst for this most recent visit to NY, I saw Craig Ferguson. AND met him before and after the show and got a few kisses (goddamn platonic bs) from him and pics and stuff and he is so beautiful in person. Gorgeous, gorgeous eyes. My crush continues.

I realize while I am here, the benefits of therapy and how I sooooo need to continue that. Without it, I have become, at times, childish, irritable, and very irresponsible. Not to mention the huge urge to shoplift again, which has resulted in me taking about 7 items, even as I have a court case pending. Am brilliant.

I spend my days here relatively easy, lots of ‘net time, and LOTS of babysitting of my gorgeous, amazing cousins. Charlie (my step-cousin) and I watch wrestling together and I watch him jump off the pool diving board. Jordyn actually increases her amazing qualities, particularly her sweetness, and I have never seen such a sweet baby in my life. She laughs all the time and is funny and smart. And she keeps saying she’s gonna buy me a car, so I’m waiting 16 years to get that on tape or in writing to make it legally binding. She says the car will be green, but this is her new “only” color. Before this, everything was purple.

OK, so exhausted…. And have like a thousand pics to edit and upload to Flickr, sometime this year I suppose. Have a feeling tomorrow morning I will regret those mini vodka bottles I snuck in, but this is my latest concert thing. Mmm, good. Yet, for the head, when mixed with beer (STUPID) ugh, ugh, bad.

Yeah, so maybe I’ll start writing here again. Am finally, after THREE YEARS, doing better. Not cured, not over it, not put back together again, but bettter. Still LOTS to work on and TONS of mistakes and stupid things I do on a daily basis, but I suppose it’s good that I don’t think about killing myself anymore…

On that sombre, silly note, g’night, I guess…

Oh and did I mention that goddamn I saw Justin Timberlake and I had AWESOME seats, too.

This will sound horrible, but I am so reaching for the Vicodin now. (Prescribed by dentist, finally, someone helps).

Ciao? Yes.

Later? I guess…