Thursday, June 30, 2005

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MOM!

Today is Mom's and Catherine's birthday. Catherine sez she doesn't feel any different. This is Mom's first birthday as a widow. Wonder what that's like.

AND WHILE WE'RE ON THE SUBJECT OF 80'S SONGS WITH THE WORD "MIDNIGHT" IN THEM...


You say with best intention
Let's throw away convention
Set sail across the water
To find the tides of fortune
I say please understand it
Don't let our love be stranded
Upon the midnight rocks
Upon the midnight rocks
You say there's no endeavour

We couldn't try together
No storm we couldn't weather
We'll ride the wind forever
I hear the words you've spoken
Don't let our love be broken
Upon the midnight rocks
Upon the midnight rocks
Ah, you know you know it's easy

Ah, to let it go believe me
Ah, you know, you know you feel it
Ah, don't lose it when you need it
I know that fascination

With living each sensation
In your imagination
There is no hesitation
I know your mind is turning
Don't let our love lie burning
Upon the midnight rocks
Upon the midnight rocks
I know that fascination

With living each sensation
In your imagination
There is no hesitation
I say please understand it
Don't let our love be stranded
Upon the midnight rocks

Midnight Rocks
by Al Stewart

You have to throw in a saxophone solo here and there to make it more meaningful.
Well, now I really can't sleep. Why do I keep drawing your cards?
MIDNIGHT BLUE

Ain't got no regrets
And I ain't losin' track
Of which way I'm going
I ain't gonna double back, now
Don't want no misplay
Put on no display
An angel? No!
But I know my way
I used to follow
Yeah, that's true
But my following days are over
Now I just got to follow through
I remember what my father said
He said, Son, life is simple
It's either cherry red or...
Midnight blue, oh...
Midnight blue, oh...
You were the restless one
And you did not care
That I was the troubled boy
Looking for a double dare
I won't apologize for
The things I've done and said
But when I win your heart
I'm gonna paint it cherry red
I don't want to talk about it
What you do to me I can't live without it
And you might think that it's much too soon
For us to go this far into the...
Midnight blue, oh...
Midnight blue, oh...
Things could be different
But that'd be a shame
'Cause I'm the one who could feel the sun
Right in the pouring rain
I won't say where
And I don't know when
But soon there's gonna come a day
I'll be back again
Yeah, I'll be back for you
Ya see, I'm saving up my love
Midnight blue, oh...
Midnight blue, oh...


by Lou Gramm/Bruce Turgon

After Midnight, Midnight Confessions, whatever. Actually it's after five AM here and after two AM Pacific time, and it's the time of night (morning?) in which people feel compelled to call/e-mail me and tell me how superior they are to me. Take this little gem from a 260-lb self-proclaimed "hottie": "it is a sure thing because u can not let it go. u futher more mentioned my weight. i am very handsome , as i am told often. last night i had a beautiful women begging me to go with her, but i am not that kind of person." If you're so happy with yourself, why are you e-mailing me in the middle of the night, fatboy? I have a headache so I may not bother to go back to bed.

Wednesday, June 29, 2005

CHEAP PERVERTS

There are few things worse than perverts. Except for maybe cheap perverts.

janedoe@seductive.com

Tuesday, June 28, 2005

POKER #1

Poker is #1 of the latest Lycos 50. That reminds me, I have to buy a Powerball ticket.

Monday, June 27, 2005

FELINE FOLLIES

Shame on me. June is adopt-a-cat month and I forgot to mention it. The Alexandria Shelter, from whence cometh my beloved Pippin/Thunder and Pandora is hosting its annual feline follies. And they do good stuff all year 'round.

janedoe@seductive.com
ONE YEAR AND ONE DAY

My Grandmother, Mary Ann Kozma Vereb Bartha died one year ago yesterday. Aunt Irene is still sad. I would have blogged about it yesterday but I was too tired.

janedoe@seductive.com

Sunday, June 26, 2005

TAKE A HAIKU

How come you didn't
Just say "I'm gay" and spare us
Both the agony?

More haikus: I cannot take credit for these.

Saturday, June 25, 2005

DO YOU BELIEVE IN MAGIC?

Years ago Dr. Pearle told me he was sorry he couldn't wave a magic wand and make things all better for me. Wednesday I said I now understand how people expect me to have magical powers even though I don't. He said "if you can talk to these people at three in the morning and give advice you're more magical than you think."

Friday, June 24, 2005

34 WEEKS

Well, I got through Father's Day. When Mike became Michelle his daughter cried the first Father's Day after that because she didn't have a father any more. She referred to Mike and Sharon as "Mom" and "Mama." I guess it could be worse.

janedoe@seductive.com

Thursday, June 23, 2005

JACOB'S LADDER

"We are climbing Jacob's Ladder."

Traditional American Folk Tune

"Complex to the highest degree, the Tree of Life shows the potential we build within ourselves. It is a graphic rendition of the journey through which we travel in the process of realization. It is sometimes known as Jacob's Ladder."

From The Kabbalah by Priya Hemenway

Wednesday, June 22, 2005

TOE JOB

Saw the cardiologist today. As usual, I got my toenails painted because he looks at my feet and they make his staff smile, too. His office looks out on Rosslyn. Hope I gave the Channel 7 guys a show. I go back in six months.

janedoe@seductive.com

Tuesday, June 21, 2005

THE BOYS (AND GIRLS) OF SUMMER

One of the Pig people writes:

"As of 6:46 UT, I would like to take the opportunity to wish my friends, family, and Netsters/Bloggers a Happy Summer/Winter Solstice (depending on your hemisphere). May the D/deity/eis/power of your choice, or lack thereof, smile upon you, and may you find good health, good fortune, and good friends in the new season. /Hurts my head to think like that. //Maybe next year I will just say 'Happy June 21/22.'"

Couldn't have said it better myself.
ANDERSON #1

Pamela Anderson is #1 of the latest Lycos 50.

Monday, June 20, 2005

HOW I GOT THROUGH FATHER'S DAY

My cousin Lynn writes "was father's day a difficult day for you? i thought of you many times. i recall the first father's day after my dad died was a difficult one. i found that burning a candle helped."

One of my high school/elementary school friend writes "I just wanted to let you know I'm thinking of you today, your first Father's Day without your father. The "firsts" are hard, especially this day and Christmas, and his birthday (I don't know when that it/was). All I can tell you from experience is that it does get easier, with time. It's been almost 12 years since my dad died. I can't believe it's been that long! I still miss him, of course, but it doesn't hurt as much when I think about him.
I've been reading your blog. It reminds me of when we were kids and you let me read your diary. I see you've been dreaming about your father. I did too, especially in the first year or so. I remember the first time. In the dream I was so happy to see him and ran up to him and hugged him and I could feel him hugging me and I said, "I thought you were dead" and he said, "No, I'm not dead." Then I woke up and of course he was dead, and it was like I had to go through it all again.
But I'm rambling.
I just wanted to let you know I'm thinking of you. And I'm glad your mammogram came back as 'probably benign.' Keep me posted. "


Shelley says if you have issues with someone who's dead, write down a question for them on a piece of paper, such as "why were you so cheap?" Then put it under your pillow before you go bo bed.

Dianne suggested listening to Dad's favourite music or eating his favourite foods. In some cultures people do that on the anniversary of a loved one's birth or death. Hope's family eats hot dogs in honour of her late father. Last night I had dinner with them, so I came home pretty wiped out. Tonight in honour of my late father I went to the Mayflower and had a martini.

janedoe@seductive.com

Sunday, June 19, 2005

FATHER'S DAY

Here are some quotes from my late father, Edward William Hautanen (Hautamaki) who died October 29, 2004:

1) Jesus! Do you have to be that damn weird?
2) Who is that horrible man on the ice box?
3) Christ, she's big
4) Janey's right, you are retarded
5) When you move out of here you can hang glide or sky dive all you want

Saturday, June 18, 2005

BOTH EYES, BOTH BREASTS

"Probably benign." That's the report. Then I have to go back in six months.

Friday, June 17, 2005

33 WEEKS

With the upcoming Father's Day I am gritting my teeth. Dianne gives this advice: "I am sure you miss your father, but may I offer a suggestion? Why not make Father's Day a celebration of who he was and all the good memories? You could plan to eat his favorite food, or attend a favorite sporting event, or just bring out pictures that might remind of good times, laughter and times when he meant a lot to you. I have found that love never dies! He may be gone but not the love....so celebrate that love on Father's Day!"

janedoe@seductive.com

Thursday, June 16, 2005

GUESS WHAT?

I'm doing quite fine without you. Surprised? I am!

Wednesday, June 15, 2005

FATHER'S DAY EVE

All morning long on the car radio I kept hearing spots for Father's Day sales, specials etc. As if that weren't bad enough they're already giving the "Father's Day Forecast." I can't wait for the "Father's Day Traffic report. Being in radio and running my own business I know these people are just trying to make a living, but damn, it hurts.

janedoe@seductive.com

Tuesday, June 14, 2005

ANDERSON #1

Pamela Anderson was #1 of the latest Lycos 50.
ZZZZZZZZZZZ

Michael Jackson was declared "not guilty" yesterday. This is how much I care.

Monday, June 13, 2005

I'M FAMOUS

Just heard myself on WTOP (see Friday the 10th ) . I did not hear myself saying the word "sucks."

janedoe@seductive.com
THE FUN NEVER ENDS

On my way to Kaiser Permanente for another mammography.

janedoe@seductive.com
A COOL BLOG TITLE

My Room Mate Has a Beard.

janedoe@seductive.com

Sunday, June 12, 2005

FUCKING BLOGGER

Fucking Blogger can't get any of my colours right.
KARMIC RELIEF

For the last week or so I've been having horrible pain in my right arm and shoulder. If I didn't know better I would swear I was having a heart attack except that would have been on the left side and I'd be dead by now. At any rate I went to
Celebrate Fairfax where they were giving out free massages. Now I have NO PAIN AT ALL.

After my massage I met Shellie Ackerman, whom I had never met but had talked to a couple times about seven or eight years ago. She remembered being on at least one of my shows and wanted to know what was up with the Working Girls. I didn't tell her about Cassandra going into a convent.

I also saw a midget. I felt sorry for her so I put some money in her dish. Maybe I should have given her a
reading.

Saturday, June 11, 2005

LITTLE PIG FEET

This morning I snuck up on Hunter and scared the shit out of him. He said "you walk around on little cat feet. Or little pig feet."

Friday, June 10, 2005

REALITY BITES

So I'm on my way to the liquor store and Paul Brandus from
WTOP walks up to me asking me how I might feel if telecom regulations were changed and Americans would have to buy new TV's. Yeah, that's what's been on my mind all day long -- can't sleep because of it. As I had my last one for about ten years and it was probably at least five years old when I got it it and I only paid about $300 for the one I have (complete w/DVD player and VCR) and compared to the other bad shit going on in my life, that wouldn't be the greatest tragedy. Still, I felt sorry for him. There are people I still curse for not giving me soundbites, appearing on my show etc. So I figured I would give him a bite. I said something asinine like "yeah, it would suck having to buy a new TV, but my life already sucks anyway" or something like that.

About seven years ago some guy from WRNR acosted me outside the Hilton after the correspondents' dinner and asked me whether I was an attendee. Duh, I'm wearing a ruffly velvet dress and spike heels and carrying a bottle of wine, so I've probably come from a party. No shit, Sherlock. The guy then asks me how I feel about the collaboration of the evil government, the media elite and the military industrial complex and why am I not against it. Finally I got pissed and said "what the hell's your problem? Didn't you get invited?"

Listen for me on WTOP Monday afternoon.

janedoe@seductive.com
PIGNIC IN THE PARK

The DC pig people are holding their annual pignic at Turkey Run Park from noon to five tomorrow. Also, Celebrate Fairfax is this weekend.

janedoe@seductive.com
32 WEEKS

Things have been going somewhat better this week -- financially and professionally. Today it's cloudy and humid and I'm stressing, so I'm going home soon.

janedoe@seductive.com

Thursday, June 09, 2005

LA MAISON GRANDE DU PRUNEAU

20 screennames probably no one wants:

1) asshole
2) blather
3) buttwipe
4) coprophage
5) dawgvomit
6) fecalhead
7) fudgeboy
8) jizzwad
9) lewzerr
10) ostobag
11) pratherianguy
12) pruno
13) retardgirl
14) sethist
15) shitforbrains
16) stanleythek
17) spoogefromthewrist
18) tubolard
19) tuchwoman
20) turdbucket

Wednesday, June 08, 2005

Tuesday, June 07, 2005

HILTON #1

Shit, I almost forgot to blog today. Paris Hilton is #1 of the latest Lycos 50.

Monday, June 06, 2005

MAJOR CREDIT CARDS ACCEPTED!!!

I am now listed at Keen.com. You can call me toll-free at 1-800-ASK-KEEN extension 0579166. Woot!

janedoe@seductive.com
WHAT TO DO?

Frances sez since both of our social lives suck and just about everything in my life sucks we should get the old show back on the air. And get out more. Her suggestion is Things to Do in DC. There is some shindig going on at the Hungarian embassy that I wouldn't mind going to. Any other suggestions?

janedoe@seductive.com

Sunday, June 05, 2005

NEXT TIME TRY DECAF II

After our discussion about Jonestown and the Heaven's Gate people I went into the Mix kitchen and found a single-serving container of apple sauce. David said he didn't do anything to it.

Saturday, June 04, 2005

NEXT TIME TRY DECAF

From midnight this morning until five AM tomorrow I will have worked sixteen hours. The automation system died on us and no one told me about the Oorah telethon until about fifteen minutes before it was scheduled to happen. I have been drinking huge amounts of coffee because hemlock is not available. It was on a night like this that Ted Schneider said "Jane, prepare my shroud. I'll make the Kool-aid." Wainie wants to know how I can work such hours. I said I've developed a bad habit. I like to eat. And having a place to live. And a car. And health insurance.
THE MIGHTY MIDGET

Today is Baby Pandora's birthday. She is supposedly one year old, according to the people at the shelter. However, either she's small for her age or she's a midget.

Friday, June 03, 2005

31 WEEKS

Last night I dreamt about nuclear war. And a plane crash.

janedoe@seductive.com

Thursday, June 02, 2005

SLUGS DO IT, BEES DO IT

The great grey garden slug's penis is nearly half its total body length. Suzanne at the Alexandria shelter referred to my beloved Pippin/Thunder as "a good slug."

Wednesday, June 01, 2005

HAPPY ANNIVERSARY

Two years ago today I switched from Geocities to Blogger. Woot!

janedoe@seductive.com