So glad my dentist was waiting for me...how his soft latex'd fingers caress my jaw and wipe the drool ever so gently...he knows how to numb with triple doses...I will think of him when I'm 80 and still have some teeth standing...I am his for the next three crowns...I will pay forever...*n
I so wish for my cozy comfy frontseat and the unicorn pillow...
instead it's elbows and kneecaps to the seat in front...I'll keep the attendant light on...more libation...
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Clem and Jim just left to go crosscountry for days...Anna and I are in a bar, 3 hours till airport, what's a girl to do? Blue Moon and Pizza? That'll do...*n
I love them. They make art. They are my adoptive dads, cherished by one who's on her own..this whole trip has been down memory (or lack there of) lane, but taking the train out to Brooklyn and walking up the stairs to the shop has brought me back to the real NYC times...there are stickers where I put them up, just more wooddust...Vinny and Joey, they make future Stradivaris...
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And Glenlivet yum and Glenkinchie 10...3 hour sets rock...I really got in that zone, but I have to say that it is rather interesting that there are Insulin syringe receptacles every where...hmmm, gaming gives you diabetes? Well, the sound of hundreds of those klanky machines give me the headaches...
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As much as Casino floors make me dizzy...sipping excellent Glenmorangie in the High Roller Lounge does settle down the unease...
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We should really be sponsored by Synergy Tea as much as we gobble that bubbely down...but it does something...I'm starting to almost function again after the NYC Bonanza? Whirlwind? Extranaganza? Retrospective? Wachamacallit? I have no words yet...let me nap on that.
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We danced on woodfloor between soundchecks, connected by what this is and two headphones in a splitter to my phone...he curled his hand towards me like the love I felt way back for the first time and probably eternal in some sort. I will remember smiling...and the fading memory of hurt.
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Be ye warned naive NYC ass grabbers: Gretchen's reflexes are quick; her arm is strong; her aim is accurate; her tea is hot.
...dancing all night and after a wonderful day walking...more dancing...this one on the hudson river pier 45...woodplanks with gaps...but who cares...met a delightful German dancer, fresh arival, like me...two more places this night...gotta pace myself...ahhhh not...
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I just got the recommendations for NYC...I can barely breathe I am so ready to go out tonight AND tomorrow...what a treat to have 2 nights off in that beloved X- town of mine...I heard they dance quite well here...so so excited...*n
...and we're still driving...Yellow Moon out there, Blue Moon in here...I so wish I could read in the car, but there's not enough ginger to eat to stop the carsickness...txt to blog on this tiny keyboard works for a minute and then I have to look up...I could be so booksmart by now...all those years in the frontseat...day dreaming in here...sigh *n
According to the TM, Jim, the van is now officially awesome due to the Undergarments hanging around, drying. That was one fun and sweaty show, I am starting to remember things from our touring with Bottom the closer we get to our old home town NYC, on reason I love my phone is the things I can write on the spot, send and actually have a record later. So many memories have been lost while living in the van and really having no break from playing...postcards I sent to my Mom are some of the only archive I have from all that travel, oh well...now 12 hours to Ohio...*n
It looks so much like the A1 zwischen Hamburg und Lübeck...I am homesick for the past...nothing better than a German summerday at the lake naked...if we did get sun, it mostly rained. *n
...and the northern light plays with my mind sometimes I wonder if it's true...that the skys are really full of wine, and then I picture, how it all would feel if it would rain on me some day...I walk the hedge and jump the mile and live my life like it was going out of style and I would loose myself it that was what it took... to make it all worthwhile...you know I tell myself if I could trya gain I wouldn't change a thing and laugh at all...mistakes, regrets and everything...and then I miss you and the things we used to do, and I smile a little while...cause I walk the hedge and jump a mile...
Hey...
'MOTORPSYCHO' Norway
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...Independence Day...we drove out from the Festival next to a riverwaterfall, crashed into wholefoods and the liquor sto' getting party supplies...popped a cork to celebrate our new found freedom and the believe in the good in people after all, Jim not only drives us in a superior vehicle...he is now the head of the 4bodied turtle...pouring rain, some fireworks here and there far...another accident with death...Nebraska coming up...Summerland for ever... *n
...sitting on Stage overlooking the mountains and lake, all gear is packed in Tarps, waiting for the Thunderstorm to pass...rainsong on the PA...thankfully the wind dispersed the poop smell from the nearby sanitation plant... *n
After 39 minutes of gazing at several empty tables, we now understand why this lovely establishment is called Waitacourse by the knowing...but oh the food is worthy....several mixups later: I also see now why the wait staff in the good food places is interestingly pierced and tattooed, so there's something to look at while succumbing to low blood sugar...and they are so hip and pretty as to soothe the bumps and scrapes obtained sliding under the table from starvation... *n
...ahhh one more hour on this heavenly mattress...clouds couldn't be fluffier...I am sure that and a night of rock made my missbehaving neck move again...if now the altitude would please stop ballooning my toes! *n
That settles it then, Clem got to call the Radio station from my G1 with signal...the Iphone sure is prettier and slimmer, but my Android got my back in the middle of now where, Highway 80, lot's of grass. Received the Dazed video from River Ranch last week,looks great, all 4 thumbs up has never happened before...all that without leaving the van...Raining in Denver...I'm dazed. *n
Big coffee, big sky, rev'd up to do 7 hours more of not a whole lot but observe the windshield crack traveling much slower than us across (or hopefully not)...it started yesterday, went up from the right lower corner, then turned left and this morning, I am happy to report, slightly down...I don't think I can bear the suspense... *n
Hmmmmmm, I think I would eat Anna first, her arms look like they'd be yummy with some Austin Stubbs BBQ sauce...harr...I don't think I could wrestle her down though, that girl is freakishly strong
Tomorrow 7 to Denver, just found out that the Oriental Theater has closed and our show has been moved...too bad I liked that venue a lot...Scott had chocolate covered Strawberries, Roses and Dom sent for Valentines day...that was wonderful...Ladies, he's amazing...
