PRINCE CHARLES # 1
Prince Charles is # 1 of this Week's Lycos 50. I was getting tired of Halloween.
Wednesday, November 12, 2003
Tuesday, November 11, 2003
TWO WEEKS
It's been two weeks since the robbery. When I was a kid, I read, "if you are attacked, fight dirty. Gouge his eyes with your thumbs and keys." I now keep my keys in my hand when I'm on the street. Today I was wearing the same dress I was two weeks ago. It had Lightning's hair on it when I was robbed. I figured if the guy had murdered me, the police report would have read, "the body was found in a red wool dress, covered with pig fur."
Jesus said "Love your enemies and pray for them." I pray this kid gets help, although I'm not sure whether he can be helped, and I pray he will stay the hell away from me, my property and my family and friends. On WAVA I heard a guy talking about grace and mercy. Grace is God's giving us what we don't deserve -- mercy is not giving us what we DO deserve. I wish I could be more merciful.
It's been two weeks since the robbery. When I was a kid, I read, "if you are attacked, fight dirty. Gouge his eyes with your thumbs and keys." I now keep my keys in my hand when I'm on the street. Today I was wearing the same dress I was two weeks ago. It had Lightning's hair on it when I was robbed. I figured if the guy had murdered me, the police report would have read, "the body was found in a red wool dress, covered with pig fur."
Jesus said "Love your enemies and pray for them." I pray this kid gets help, although I'm not sure whether he can be helped, and I pray he will stay the hell away from me, my property and my family and friends. On WAVA I heard a guy talking about grace and mercy. Grace is God's giving us what we don't deserve -- mercy is not giving us what we DO deserve. I wish I could be more merciful.
NOW AVAILABLE ON CD!
The new Smooth Jazz CD is now available at Borders. Proceeds benefit The Washington Jazz Institute. I am told my name is in the liner note. Be interesting to see if they spelled it right.
The new Smooth Jazz CD is now available at Borders. Proceeds benefit The Washington Jazz Institute. I am told my name is in the liner note. Be interesting to see if they spelled it right.
VETERAN'S DAY
Today is Veteran's Day, the day on which we honor those who survived wars, like my father. On Memorial Day we honor those who didn't, like my Great Uncle Louie. Thanks to that warmonger George W. Bush, we will have a whole new crop of veterans to offer.
I met one of my ex-boyfriends on November 10th. He was German. I told him the following day was an American holiday. I didn't bother telling him what it was -- I figured it was something the Germans definitely wouldn't celebrate.
Today is Veteran's Day, the day on which we honor those who survived wars, like my father. On Memorial Day we honor those who didn't, like my Great Uncle Louie. Thanks to that warmonger George W. Bush, we will have a whole new crop of veterans to offer.
I met one of my ex-boyfriends on November 10th. He was German. I told him the following day was an American holiday. I didn't bother telling him what it was -- I figured it was something the Germans definitely wouldn't celebrate.
Monday, November 10, 2003
ROMANY HUMOR
"If you put that yogurt up a pig's ass, it would fly away."
From Bury Me Standing by Isabel Fonseca. Personally, I don't normally give my pigs dairy products very often.
"If you put that yogurt up a pig's ass, it would fly away."
From Bury Me Standing by Isabel Fonseca. Personally, I don't normally give my pigs dairy products very often.
BURY ME STANDING
Reading Bury Me Standing: the Gypsies and their Journey by Isabel Fonseca. My late uncle used to say he was part Gypsy, and we thought he was bullshitting. Then about a year ago I realized how much one of his granddaughters looks like my psychic and how much some of the Gypsy kids in the city look like some of my cousins.
Reading Bury Me Standing: the Gypsies and their Journey by Isabel Fonseca. My late uncle used to say he was part Gypsy, and we thought he was bullshitting. Then about a year ago I realized how much one of his granddaughters looks like my psychic and how much some of the Gypsy kids in the city look like some of my cousins.
A HAPPY (?) COUPLE, THEIR UNHAPPY (?) FRIENDS
One of my high school buds wants to get together with me, his wife, and another couple. I asked all of them whether it bothers them that I will be the only one without a date. Probably people will think I'm with one of the guys, anyway. Who's gonna think, "gee, there's a married couple, two gay guys and an old maid." Never mind that one of the couples is also an interfaith, interracial couple, so really, there's something for somebody to object to all around.
One of my high school buds wants to get together with me, his wife, and another couple. I asked all of them whether it bothers them that I will be the only one without a date. Probably people will think I'm with one of the guys, anyway. Who's gonna think, "gee, there's a married couple, two gay guys and an old maid." Never mind that one of the couples is also an interfaith, interracial couple, so really, there's something for somebody to object to all around.
CHRIS CASHEWS
One of the best spots on radio right now is for Jerry's Pizza. It's a take off on Hardball , with a guy called "Chris Cashews." I like it because I personally think Chris Matthews is an asshole and his wife's a moron. Probably Jerry's greatest accomplishment was in 1995 with Bill "I feel your pain" Clinton. "Jer Eye for the Straight Guy" was a close second. BTW, I hear Bravo is coming up with a new one, Straight Eye for the Queer Guy.
One of the best spots on radio right now is for Jerry's Pizza. It's a take off on Hardball , with a guy called "Chris Cashews." I like it because I personally think Chris Matthews is an asshole and his wife's a moron. Probably Jerry's greatest accomplishment was in 1995 with Bill "I feel your pain" Clinton. "Jer Eye for the Straight Guy" was a close second. BTW, I hear Bravo is coming up with a new one, Straight Eye for the Queer Guy.
I HAD A DREAM
I dreamt I was offered a cheapo train ticket to California, but I missed my train at 7:00 AM, so I got onto a spaceship instead. The spaceship went about as fast as a train. This planet had oxygen on it, and could support human life. Many of the people living there were from the DC area and had DC, MD and VA tags, but drove much slower. There were many pigs who looked like Lightning living there. My parents were also living there. Mom left a bottle jewelry cleaner on the dining room table and I drank it. I yelled at her for not warning me.
I dreamt I was offered a cheapo train ticket to California, but I missed my train at 7:00 AM, so I got onto a spaceship instead. The spaceship went about as fast as a train. This planet had oxygen on it, and could support human life. Many of the people living there were from the DC area and had DC, MD and VA tags, but drove much slower. There were many pigs who looked like Lightning living there. My parents were also living there. Mom left a bottle jewelry cleaner on the dining room table and I drank it. I yelled at her for not warning me.
Sunday, November 09, 2003
PARENTS WITHOUT PARTNERS?
Been looking at men on the Internet. What is it with all these guys with little kids? Sometimes I get the feeling I'm looking at the Parents Without Partners website. Do they think these kids are "chick magnets?" If so, they are sadly mistaken. What bothers me more is the men I see with kids who aren't their own. That's really pathetic -- like some woman with "baby fever." Geez, if you're gonna pose with a kid, let it at least be your own..
Honestly, kids have only been an issue once. I never met the kids in question. For my first date with his dad, we had to postpone it because the kid had fallen off a roof. When I finally met Dad, Dad told me he had taken the kid out of high school because he was tired of the countless sessions with the guidance counselor. At this point, the kid was doing nothing even towards his GED, "but he's a really sweet boy. You'll have to meet him." I didn't. Of course, considering his parents, iit's no wonder. The kid's mother was a Wiccan who had foretold her own death. She was run over by a truck on the way to the Welfare office.
Been looking at men on the Internet. What is it with all these guys with little kids? Sometimes I get the feeling I'm looking at the Parents Without Partners website. Do they think these kids are "chick magnets?" If so, they are sadly mistaken. What bothers me more is the men I see with kids who aren't their own. That's really pathetic -- like some woman with "baby fever." Geez, if you're gonna pose with a kid, let it at least be your own..
Honestly, kids have only been an issue once. I never met the kids in question. For my first date with his dad, we had to postpone it because the kid had fallen off a roof. When I finally met Dad, Dad told me he had taken the kid out of high school because he was tired of the countless sessions with the guidance counselor. At this point, the kid was doing nothing even towards his GED, "but he's a really sweet boy. You'll have to meet him." I didn't. Of course, considering his parents, iit's no wonder. The kid's mother was a Wiccan who had foretold her own death. She was run over by a truck on the way to the Welfare office.
GOING CATHOLIC
Well, it seems none of the mainstream publishers contacted want to publish my book. I must have sent out at least 20 queries, so now I am going for the Catholic ones -- will probably try some more mainstream ones later.
E-mail me
Well, it seems none of the mainstream publishers contacted want to publish my book. I must have sent out at least 20 queries, so now I am going for the Catholic ones -- will probably try some more mainstream ones later.
E-mail me
Saturday, November 08, 2003
AMERICA'S MOST WANTED
Watched America's Most Wanted tonight. They showed a guy who killed at least two people. I can imagine how the first victim felt when the guy pressed the gun against his head, even though the guy who robbed me didn't really have a gun. They let this guy out on a 24-hour pass, and they never found him again. I worry this will happen with the kid who robbed me. On the way to work tonight, there was a huge number of cops on the street. Where were they when I needed them? There wasn't even a fucking metermaid out when I was robbed.
Watched America's Most Wanted tonight. They showed a guy who killed at least two people. I can imagine how the first victim felt when the guy pressed the gun against his head, even though the guy who robbed me didn't really have a gun. They let this guy out on a 24-hour pass, and they never found him again. I worry this will happen with the kid who robbed me. On the way to work tonight, there was a huge number of cops on the street. Where were they when I needed them? There wasn't even a fucking metermaid out when I was robbed.
TOTAL ECLIPSE OF THE MOON
There was a total eclipse of the moon tonight. I may have seen part of it. Unless you have some really good equipment, most celestial events aren't what they are cracked up to be. Halley's Comet was one of the biggest disappointments. One of them which did live up to its hype was the Hale-Bopp Comet. I saw that over Connecticut Avenue. One Saturday night we drove to the Pennsylvania state line to look at it. It was awesome.
There was a total eclipse of the moon tonight. I may have seen part of it. Unless you have some really good equipment, most celestial events aren't what they are cracked up to be. Halley's Comet was one of the biggest disappointments. One of them which did live up to its hype was the Hale-Bopp Comet. I saw that over Connecticut Avenue. One Saturday night we drove to the Pennsylvania state line to look at it. It was awesome.
WHY CAN'T I?
Get a load of me, get a load of you
Walkin' down the street, and I hardly know you
It's just like we were meant to be
Holding hands with you, and we're out at night
Got a girlfriend, you say it isn't right
And I've got someone waiting too
This is, this is just the beginning
We're already wet, and we're gonna go swimming
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you
It's inevitable, it's a fact that we're gonna get down to it
So tell me
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
Isn't this the best part of breakin' up
Finding someone else you can't get enough of
Someone who wants to be with you too
It's an itch we know we are gonna scratch
Gonna take a while for this egg to hatch
But wouldn't it be beautiful
Here we are, we're at the beginning
We haven't fucked yet, but heads spinning
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you
It's inevitable, it's a fact that we're gonna get down to it
So tell me
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
I'd love for you to make me wonder
Where it's goin'
I'd love for you to pull me under
Somethin's growin'
for this that we can control
Baby I am dyin'
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you
It's inevitable, it's a fact that we're gonna get down to it
So tell me
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
Why Can't I by Liz Phair
A guy I worked with at Standardnews was a fan of Liz Phair and couldn't say enough things about her, so I was disappointed when I actually heard her. I thought the melody to this song was irritating as hell, until paid attention to the lyrics. Yeah, I met a guy I was crazy about when I had a boyfriend, whom I had been dating for five years (and who strung me along for another year until I realized he wasn't gonna marry me). The guy I was attracted to had a girlfriend. Now I've known a guy for almost three years -- can't speak whenever I talk about him -- but it seems we're still in the beginning stage....
Get a load of me, get a load of you
Walkin' down the street, and I hardly know you
It's just like we were meant to be
Holding hands with you, and we're out at night
Got a girlfriend, you say it isn't right
And I've got someone waiting too
This is, this is just the beginning
We're already wet, and we're gonna go swimming
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you
It's inevitable, it's a fact that we're gonna get down to it
So tell me
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
Isn't this the best part of breakin' up
Finding someone else you can't get enough of
Someone who wants to be with you too
It's an itch we know we are gonna scratch
Gonna take a while for this egg to hatch
But wouldn't it be beautiful
Here we are, we're at the beginning
We haven't fucked yet, but heads spinning
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you
It's inevitable, it's a fact that we're gonna get down to it
So tell me
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
I'd love for you to make me wonder
Where it's goin'
I'd love for you to pull me under
Somethin's growin'
for this that we can control
Baby I am dyin'
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you
It's inevitable, it's a fact that we're gonna get down to it
So tell me
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
Why Can't I by Liz Phair
A guy I worked with at Standardnews was a fan of Liz Phair and couldn't say enough things about her, so I was disappointed when I actually heard her. I thought the melody to this song was irritating as hell, until paid attention to the lyrics. Yeah, I met a guy I was crazy about when I had a boyfriend, whom I had been dating for five years (and who strung me along for another year until I realized he wasn't gonna marry me). The guy I was attracted to had a girlfriend. Now I've known a guy for almost three years -- can't speak whenever I talk about him -- but it seems we're still in the beginning stage....
Friday, November 07, 2003
DEATH RIDES A PALE COW
For the last two nights I have drawn the death card. Although this does not necessarily mean physical death, Amber Jayanti's Tarot for Dummies says it can refer to a near-death experience. Even though the guy who held me up was unarmed, it felt like one. Surprisingly, my life did not flash before my eyes, nor was I filled with regret about not having said goodbye to anyone or having told them I loved them. Am I doing something wrong?
For the last two nights I have drawn the death card. Although this does not necessarily mean physical death, Amber Jayanti's Tarot for Dummies says it can refer to a near-death experience. Even though the guy who held me up was unarmed, it felt like one. Surprisingly, my life did not flash before my eyes, nor was I filled with regret about not having said goodbye to anyone or having told them I loved them. Am I doing something wrong?
Thursday, November 06, 2003
JANEY'S DAY IN COURT
Successfully fought a parking ticket today. I always feel better about myself after I see some of the other people in traffic court. About a month from now, I may be in another court, this time as a witness. In elementary school, one of my teachers said, "don't worry, Janey, someday you will have your day in court." Was this what she meant?
Successfully fought a parking ticket today. I always feel better about myself after I see some of the other people in traffic court. About a month from now, I may be in another court, this time as a witness. In elementary school, one of my teachers said, "don't worry, Janey, someday you will have your day in court." Was this what she meant?
Wednesday, November 05, 2003
CHARLIE WARREN FIRED
WMAL fired Charlie Warren this morning. The card I drew for today was the Wheel of Fortune. Today's Bible Verse of the Day is Luke 12:24: "Consider the ravens: for they neither sow nor reap; which neither have storehouse or barn; and God feedeth them: how much are ye better than the fowls?"
WMAL fired Charlie Warren this morning. The card I drew for today was the Wheel of Fortune. Today's Bible Verse of the Day is Luke 12:24: "Consider the ravens: for they neither sow nor reap; which neither have storehouse or barn; and God feedeth them: how much are ye better than the fowls?"
Tuesday, November 04, 2003
ONE WEEK LATER
It's been one week since I was robbed, and I want to recount everything while it's still fresh in my mind. I left my building at about 10:45 AM on Tuesday October 28th. I heard a shout behind me at the corner of 20th Street and Belmont Road, "hey" or "huh" or something like that. The man then said "give me your money." I thought he was a homeless person, so I said "no." He asked a second time and I said "no, I'm not giving it to you." He kept on following me and said "Give me your money or I'll shoot you. I mean it." He had his hand under his jacket. I opened my purse and threw the contents onto the street. The man took the bills, but no change and no credit cards. He then headed in the direction of Kalorama Park. He was a young black man, looked to be in his 20's, over 5'8" tall (I am 5'7", but was wearing shoes with at least 1" heels at the time). He was light-skinned, thin build, wearing a two-tone baseball cap (white with darker stripes) and a bright blue or royal blue down jacket and jeans. He had a white t-shirt sticking out from under his jacket. He had dark eyes and the hair which was sticking out from under the bottom of his cap was short and curly. Yes, I thought he had a gun, yes, I thought he would shot me and yes, I feared for for my life.
It's been one week since I was robbed, and I want to recount everything while it's still fresh in my mind. I left my building at about 10:45 AM on Tuesday October 28th. I heard a shout behind me at the corner of 20th Street and Belmont Road, "hey" or "huh" or something like that. The man then said "give me your money." I thought he was a homeless person, so I said "no." He asked a second time and I said "no, I'm not giving it to you." He kept on following me and said "Give me your money or I'll shoot you. I mean it." He had his hand under his jacket. I opened my purse and threw the contents onto the street. The man took the bills, but no change and no credit cards. He then headed in the direction of Kalorama Park. He was a young black man, looked to be in his 20's, over 5'8" tall (I am 5'7", but was wearing shoes with at least 1" heels at the time). He was light-skinned, thin build, wearing a two-tone baseball cap (white with darker stripes) and a bright blue or royal blue down jacket and jeans. He had a white t-shirt sticking out from under his jacket. He had dark eyes and the hair which was sticking out from under the bottom of his cap was short and curly. Yes, I thought he had a gun, yes, I thought he would shot me and yes, I feared for for my life.
QUALITY TIME
Tonight on the Core Show, referring to Baby Letterman, a caller mentioned "quality time" and Chris said he didn't believe in "quality time." When O'Brienrefers to "quality time," it is something one is required to do. "You get to spend quality time with David Burd" means "you will produce the David Burd Show." It doesn't mean Burd or the producer will enjoy it.
janedoe@seductive.com
Tonight on the Core Show, referring to Baby Letterman, a caller mentioned "quality time" and Chris said he didn't believe in "quality time." When O'Brienrefers to "quality time," it is something one is required to do. "You get to spend quality time with David Burd" means "you will produce the David Burd Show." It doesn't mean Burd or the producer will enjoy it.
janedoe@seductive.com
Monday, November 03, 2003
UNSEASONABLY WARM
The weather has been unseasonably warm, as Charlie says, like "summer without the humidity." Unfortunately, I have spent a lot of the time in bed, too tired, depressed and scared to get out. I was even afraid to take the pigs outside, the way I normally would in this kind of weather--I was robbed a couple hundred feet from where I usually sit with them.
The weather has been unseasonably warm, as Charlie says, like "summer without the humidity." Unfortunately, I have spent a lot of the time in bed, too tired, depressed and scared to get out. I was even afraid to take the pigs outside, the way I normally would in this kind of weather--I was robbed a couple hundred feet from where I usually sit with them.
Sunday, November 02, 2003
GAY BISHOP CONSECRATED
The Episcopal Church consecrated openly gay Bishop V. Gene Robinson today. There were death threats. How Christian. Robinson told CNN: " God has a way of bringing Easter out of all kinds of Good Fridays."
The Episcopal Church consecrated openly gay Bishop V. Gene Robinson today. There were death threats. How Christian. Robinson told CNN: " God has a way of bringing Easter out of all kinds of Good Fridays."
RABIES VACCINATION AND MICROCHIPPING CLINIC
The Animal Welfare League of Alexandria, from whence cometh my beloved Thunder, is sponsoring a rabies and microchipping clinic today. The vet asked whether I wanted Lightning microchipped, but I figured as he can't fly and seldom leaves the building without me, it would be pointless.
janedoe@seductive.com
The Animal Welfare League of Alexandria, from whence cometh my beloved Thunder, is sponsoring a rabies and microchipping clinic today. The vet asked whether I wanted Lightning microchipped, but I figured as he can't fly and seldom leaves the building without me, it would be pointless.
janedoe@seductive.com
Saturday, November 01, 2003
ALL SAINTS' DAY
The day of the dead, and it feels like it. I didn't go to mass, but I did pray for the souls in purgatory. All day long I've felt angry, sad, scared, tired etc. I put on the 10:00 and 10:30 news and I hear about a family held hostage in Montgomery County, robberies in Prince George's County, kids shooting each other in the District and Mayor Washington being buried. Even though the guy who robbed me is behind bars, I still live in fear. I jump at shadows, I wonder whether everybody coming at me has a gun. The other day I was looking at the broomstick in the corner, and thinking of how I would have LOVED to beat the hell out of him with it. He was caught with a bottle of cognac on him. There are a number of liquor stores, groceries, delis etc in that area -- it sickens me to think maybe it was one of my neighbors, whom I've patronized for years, who may have sold it to him. There is an article in the Philadelphia Daily News and on the wires about how the girls from St Maria Goretti High School took matters into their own hands and ganged up on a flasher. No wonder they call them "the Goretti Gorillas." Still, I don't blame them. One of my friends called the other day and said "what are you doing to attract these guys-- do you have 'victim' stamped on your forehead" When I told him today that wasn't very supportive, he answered "I thought it was kind of funny."
The day of the dead, and it feels like it. I didn't go to mass, but I did pray for the souls in purgatory. All day long I've felt angry, sad, scared, tired etc. I put on the 10:00 and 10:30 news and I hear about a family held hostage in Montgomery County, robberies in Prince George's County, kids shooting each other in the District and Mayor Washington being buried. Even though the guy who robbed me is behind bars, I still live in fear. I jump at shadows, I wonder whether everybody coming at me has a gun. The other day I was looking at the broomstick in the corner, and thinking of how I would have LOVED to beat the hell out of him with it. He was caught with a bottle of cognac on him. There are a number of liquor stores, groceries, delis etc in that area -- it sickens me to think maybe it was one of my neighbors, whom I've patronized for years, who may have sold it to him. There is an article in the Philadelphia Daily News and on the wires about how the girls from St Maria Goretti High School took matters into their own hands and ganged up on a flasher. No wonder they call them "the Goretti Gorillas." Still, I don't blame them. One of my friends called the other day and said "what are you doing to attract these guys-- do you have 'victim' stamped on your forehead" When I told him today that wasn't very supportive, he answered "I thought it was kind of funny."
Friday, October 31, 2003
HALLOWEEN
It's Halloween and I'm stuck at work. Chipotle has a deal -- dress like a burrito and get a free one. If I were going to a party, I would paint the pigs purple and have them go as eggplants. Looking at them from directly above they look like eggplants. Or suppositories.
There is an article on the Bunny Man in today's Post. The first time I heard about the Bunny Man I was about eight years old -- the big kid up the street told us about it. Maybe I should dress the pigs up in bunny suits next Halloween. Or next Easter.
It's Halloween and I'm stuck at work. Chipotle has a deal -- dress like a burrito and get a free one. If I were going to a party, I would paint the pigs purple and have them go as eggplants. Looking at them from directly above they look like eggplants. Or suppositories.
There is an article on the Bunny Man in today's Post. The first time I heard about the Bunny Man I was about eight years old -- the big kid up the street told us about it. Maybe I should dress the pigs up in bunny suits next Halloween. Or next Easter.
Thursday, October 30, 2003
BIBLE VERSE OF THE DAY
Today's Bible Verse from Daily Inbox:
"Be ye therefore ready also: for the Son of man cometh at an hour when ye think not."
Luke 12:40
Yeah, and a guy who says he has a gun and he'll shoot you also cometh when ye think not. You can be walking to work at 10:45 in the morning in a nice neighborhood and be held up. Nothing is the same after that.
Today's Bible Verse from Daily Inbox:
"Be ye therefore ready also: for the Son of man cometh at an hour when ye think not."
Luke 12:40
Yeah, and a guy who says he has a gun and he'll shoot you also cometh when ye think not. You can be walking to work at 10:45 in the morning in a nice neighborhood and be held up. Nothing is the same after that.
Wednesday, October 29, 2003
BACK TO WORK
Actually I was back at work yesterday, too, at least to my night job. Mom said it would be good for me to be around people. I did it more because I needed the money. And I'm afraid they would give me less work in the future because of this. And It would have hurt to see someone else doing my job.
Actually I was back at work yesterday, too, at least to my night job. Mom said it would be good for me to be around people. I did it more because I needed the money. And I'm afraid they would give me less work in the future because of this. And It would have hurt to see someone else doing my job.
Tuesday, October 28, 2003
HOLD ME!
It's been more than 14 hours since the robbery and the adrenaline has worn off. Now I'm home alone, scared and tired. I got scared seeing the shadows in the parking garage, scared to walk home from my car and scared of every car on my street.
It's been a rough year. In January the sis ter of one of my friends had a heart attack, and in early February the father of another girlfriend died. A couple days later my car was broken into. On February 15th my father had a stroke, within that time period my friend Barbara broke her hip and my former co-worker Nan Wyatt was murdered. On March 10th I was robbed and Barbara's sister died within a few months.
I need to be held.
It's been more than 14 hours since the robbery and the adrenaline has worn off. Now I'm home alone, scared and tired. I got scared seeing the shadows in the parking garage, scared to walk home from my car and scared of every car on my street.
It's been a rough year. In January the sis ter of one of my friends had a heart attack, and in early February the father of another girlfriend died. A couple days later my car was broken into. On February 15th my father had a stroke, within that time period my friend Barbara broke her hip and my former co-worker Nan Wyatt was murdered. On March 10th I was robbed and Barbara's sister died within a few months.
I need to be held.
THE WATER-METHOD MAN
Finished reading The Water-Method Man for the third time yesterday. It's all so familiar -- Iowa, New York, Vienna, urinary tract surgery, being hopelessly in debt, living a monk-like existance. The first time I read the book, I was about 21. The second time I was 29 -- the same age as Bogus Trumper. I'm glad it works out for him.
Finished reading The Water-Method Man for the third time yesterday. It's all so familiar -- Iowa, New York, Vienna, urinary tract surgery, being hopelessly in debt, living a monk-like existance. The first time I read the book, I was about 21. The second time I was 29 -- the same age as Bogus Trumper. I'm glad it works out for him.
A VERY SPECIAL ROBBERY
At about 10:45 this morning I was robbed about 300 feet from my home. A young man said to me, "give me your money." I thought he was some homeless guy, so I said "no." Then he said "give me your money or I'll shoot you. I mean it." This seemed reasonable, so I threw my money and cards on the ground and he took the cash and ran towards Kalorama Park. I called the cops on my cell phone and they were able to catch him. It turns out he's 14 years old (bigger than I am ) and wanted for a number of other crimes. He's in foster care in Maryland and goes to a special school. Evidently Foster Mom was at work and he missed his short bus. They also found a bottle of Remy Martin Cognac on the kid. He drinks only the best.
janedoe@seductive.com
At about 10:45 this morning I was robbed about 300 feet from my home. A young man said to me, "give me your money." I thought he was some homeless guy, so I said "no." Then he said "give me your money or I'll shoot you. I mean it." This seemed reasonable, so I threw my money and cards on the ground and he took the cash and ran towards Kalorama Park. I called the cops on my cell phone and they were able to catch him. It turns out he's 14 years old (bigger than I am ) and wanted for a number of other crimes. He's in foster care in Maryland and goes to a special school. Evidently Foster Mom was at work and he missed his short bus. They also found a bottle of Remy Martin Cognac on the kid. He drinks only the best.
janedoe@seductive.com
Monday, October 27, 2003
PLEASE DON'T SQUEEZE THE DUCK
Balmer Sun columnist Kevin Cowherd talks about TV spots that get on his nerves.
Balmer Sun columnist Kevin Cowherd talks about TV spots that get on his nerves.
Sunday, October 26, 2003
DC CITY LIVING
WMAL is one of the sponsors in the DC City Living Expo, which ends today. Some city officials are supposed to be there, including people from the city humanities office. I'm told they offer grants to city artists, and figured I would apply for one for my book. The worst they can do is say no.
WMAL is one of the sponsors in the DC City Living Expo, which ends today. Some city officials are supposed to be there, including people from the city humanities office. I'm told they offer grants to city artists, and figured I would apply for one for my book. The worst they can do is say no.
Saturday, October 25, 2003
FREAKS
Sideshow barker Ward Hall retires today. Jeff Krulik, one of his disciples, lives in my neighborhood.
Sideshow barker Ward Hall retires today. Jeff Krulik, one of his disciples, lives in my neighborhood.
Friday, October 24, 2003
FOR YOU
"Princess cards she sends me with her regards
Barroom eyes shine vacancy, to see her you gotta look hard
Wounded deep in battle, I stand stuffed like some soldier undaunted
To her Cheshire smile, I'll stand on file, she's all I ever wanted
But you let your blue walls get in the way of these facts
Honey, get your carpetbaggers off my back
You wouldn't even give me time to cover my tracks
You said, "Here's your mirror and your ball and jacks"
But they're not what I came for, and I'm sure you see that too
(CHORUS) I came for you, for you, I came for you
But you did not need my urgency
I came for you, for you, I came for you
But your life was one long emergency
And your cloud line urges me
And my electric surges free
Crawl into my ambulance, your pulse is getting weak
Reveal yourself all now to me, girl, while you've got the strength to speak
'Cause they're waiting for you at Bellevue with their oxygen masks
But I could give it all to you now, if only you could ask
And don't call for your surgeon, even he says it's too late
It's not your lungs this time, it's your heart that holds your fate
Don't give me my money, honey, I don't want it back
You and your pony face and your Union Jack
Well, take your local joker and teach him how to act
I swear I was never that way, even when I really cracked
Didn't you think I knew that you were born with the power of a locomotive
Able to leap tall buildings in a single bound?
And your Chelsea suicide with no apparent motive
You could laugh and cry in a single sound
And your strength is devastating in the face of all these odds
Remember how I kept you waiting when it was my turn to be the god?
You were not quite half so proud when I found you broken on the beach
Remember how I poured salt on your tongue and hung just out of reach
And the band, they played the homecoming theme as I caressed your cheek
That ragged, jagged melody, she still clings to me like a leech
But that medal you wore on your chest always got in the way
Like a little girl with a trophy so soft to buy her way
We were both hitchhikers but you had your ear tuned to the roar
Of some metal-tempered engine on an alien, distant shore
So you left to find a better reason than the one we were living for
And it's not that nursery mouth that I came back for
It's not the way you're stretched out on the floor
'Cause I've broken all your windows and I've rammed through all your doors
And who am I to ask you to lick my sores?
And you should know that's true"
Bruce Springsteen
"Princess cards she sends me with her regards
Barroom eyes shine vacancy, to see her you gotta look hard
Wounded deep in battle, I stand stuffed like some soldier undaunted
To her Cheshire smile, I'll stand on file, she's all I ever wanted
But you let your blue walls get in the way of these facts
Honey, get your carpetbaggers off my back
You wouldn't even give me time to cover my tracks
You said, "Here's your mirror and your ball and jacks"
But they're not what I came for, and I'm sure you see that too
(CHORUS) I came for you, for you, I came for you
But you did not need my urgency
I came for you, for you, I came for you
But your life was one long emergency
And your cloud line urges me
And my electric surges free
Crawl into my ambulance, your pulse is getting weak
Reveal yourself all now to me, girl, while you've got the strength to speak
'Cause they're waiting for you at Bellevue with their oxygen masks
But I could give it all to you now, if only you could ask
And don't call for your surgeon, even he says it's too late
It's not your lungs this time, it's your heart that holds your fate
Don't give me my money, honey, I don't want it back
You and your pony face and your Union Jack
Well, take your local joker and teach him how to act
I swear I was never that way, even when I really cracked
Didn't you think I knew that you were born with the power of a locomotive
Able to leap tall buildings in a single bound?
And your Chelsea suicide with no apparent motive
You could laugh and cry in a single sound
And your strength is devastating in the face of all these odds
Remember how I kept you waiting when it was my turn to be the god?
You were not quite half so proud when I found you broken on the beach
Remember how I poured salt on your tongue and hung just out of reach
And the band, they played the homecoming theme as I caressed your cheek
That ragged, jagged melody, she still clings to me like a leech
But that medal you wore on your chest always got in the way
Like a little girl with a trophy so soft to buy her way
We were both hitchhikers but you had your ear tuned to the roar
Of some metal-tempered engine on an alien, distant shore
So you left to find a better reason than the one we were living for
And it's not that nursery mouth that I came back for
It's not the way you're stretched out on the floor
'Cause I've broken all your windows and I've rammed through all your doors
And who am I to ask you to lick my sores?
And you should know that's true"
Bruce Springsteen
Thursday, October 23, 2003
GOOD HAIR DAY, BAD PSYCHIC DAY
There is a new psychic in my parents' neighborhood. I told my mom "she's a Gypsy." Mom sez "no, she's blond." It turns out she and Mom go to the same hairdresser, who told mom the psychic does indeed dye it. Not only that, she gives the hairdresser a bad feeling. Me too.
Went to the eye doctor today. He asked me whether I had a significant other. Not an unusual question for a gynecologist or a psychiatrist to ask. I embarrassed my dentist by telling her how dental dams are used in oral sex. Having undergone a number of uncomfortable dental procedures, I can think of few things which make me want to have sex LESS.
There is a new psychic in my parents' neighborhood. I told my mom "she's a Gypsy." Mom sez "no, she's blond." It turns out she and Mom go to the same hairdresser, who told mom the psychic does indeed dye it. Not only that, she gives the hairdresser a bad feeling. Me too.
Went to the eye doctor today. He asked me whether I had a significant other. Not an unusual question for a gynecologist or a psychiatrist to ask. I embarrassed my dentist by telling her how dental dams are used in oral sex. Having undergone a number of uncomfortable dental procedures, I can think of few things which make me want to have sex LESS.
MONSIGNOR MCMURTRIE DEAD
The principal of my high school died. Jeez, he was my age when he was principal.
The principal of my high school died. Jeez, he was my age when he was principal.
Wednesday, October 22, 2003
KOOL-AID AND POPCORN
Flew back home tonight. The Sarasota-Atlanta and DC-Cincinatti hops are what my cousin Joe (Lynn's brother) refers to as "Kool-Aid and popcorn flights" -- no meal, just Kool-Aid and popcorn. I told this to a German guy at the youth hostel -- had to translate it as "fruit lemonade and popcorn." He thought it was a riot.
Flew back home tonight. The Sarasota-Atlanta and DC-Cincinatti hops are what my cousin Joe (Lynn's brother) refers to as "Kool-Aid and popcorn flights" -- no meal, just Kool-Aid and popcorn. I told this to a German guy at the youth hostel -- had to translate it as "fruit lemonade and popcorn." He thought it was a riot.
ST. JAMES BAZAAR
"Give a cheer, give a cheer, for the men who drink the beer, in the cellar of good old St. James. They're so brave, they're so bold all the liquor they can hold, in the cellar of good old St. James, For it's run, run, runn, I think I hear a nun. Grab all the beer that you can hold. If a nun should appear, say "sister, have a beer," in the cellar of good old St. James."
The unofficial fight song of my elementary school, supposedly a tribute to the parish men's club. The following appeared in the most recent parish bulletin: "To all Cathechists, Substitutes, Aides: If you have not already complied with the Diocese of Arlington's Policy for the Prevention of Sexual Misconduct and/or Child Abuse, then please contact the Religious Education Office so that we can give you a copy of the Policy, the Acknowledgment of Receipt and Questionnaire, and inform you about the upcoming Educational Seminars."
By the way, they're having their bazaar tonight through Saturday
"Give a cheer, give a cheer, for the men who drink the beer, in the cellar of good old St. James. They're so brave, they're so bold all the liquor they can hold, in the cellar of good old St. James, For it's run, run, runn, I think I hear a nun. Grab all the beer that you can hold. If a nun should appear, say "sister, have a beer," in the cellar of good old St. James."
The unofficial fight song of my elementary school, supposedly a tribute to the parish men's club. The following appeared in the most recent parish bulletin: "To all Cathechists, Substitutes, Aides: If you have not already complied with the Diocese of Arlington's Policy for the Prevention of Sexual Misconduct and/or Child Abuse, then please contact the Religious Education Office so that we can give you a copy of the Policy, the Acknowledgment of Receipt and Questionnaire, and inform you about the upcoming Educational Seminars."
By the way, they're having their bazaar tonight through Saturday
Tuesday, October 21, 2003
HALLOWEEN #1 AGAIN
Halloween is #1 of the Lycos 50 again. This is getting old.
Just took my parents' car to the beach -- looks like a picture postcard -- very few tourists. Florida is one of America's best-kept secrets in spring and fall. Heard a Christian station and a smooth jazz station on the car radio -- might as well be home.
Halloween is #1 of the Lycos 50 again. This is getting old.
Just took my parents' car to the beach -- looks like a picture postcard -- very few tourists. Florida is one of America's best-kept secrets in spring and fall. Heard a Christian station and a smooth jazz station on the car radio -- might as well be home.
Monday, October 20, 2003
PIZZA AND PIPES
Landed at Sarasota International Airport this morning. That's right, international, because it has flights to and from Canada. This place is so lame. When I landed there, I saw an ad for Roaring 20's Pizza. The sign said "Pizza and Pipes." I thought, "gee, this place is more progressive than I thought, they have hookah." No such luck. It was a FUCKING WURLITZER PIPE ORGAN. Ordering sex on the beach is also problematic.
Landed at Sarasota International Airport this morning. That's right, international, because it has flights to and from Canada. This place is so lame. When I landed there, I saw an ad for Roaring 20's Pizza. The sign said "Pizza and Pipes." I thought, "gee, this place is more progressive than I thought, they have hookah." No such luck. It was a FUCKING WURLITZER PIPE ORGAN. Ordering sex on the beach is also problematic.