1. People keep giving me OK Go- related presents and cards. (Pictures to come :))
2. Lots of new music from the library, but my iPod is already full, must get a new one!
3. I made it into Showband. We got to pick one song for the whole group to perform, and I picked a Black Keys song, but we also get to do solos so I'm thinking Back from Kathmandu.
4. Listening to "Women and Men" on repeat ("What a magic combination" has become a common phrase within my group of friends lately)
-Rachel finding the Lovely Princess story and reposting it
- getting an e-mail with new portraits of my grandchildren
-There's this shopping center not far from my house with an all-you-can-eat crab shack. The dumpster in the parking lot smells like old fish. There's a strange used furniture store called Bloomingdeals nearby. And an insurance agency also tucked in somewhere, along with a Dairy Queen. The whole reason for going to the shopping center (other than the crabs)?...There's a fancy liquor store in the same center with two boys working the place who are THE cutest, sweetest guys. Who knew it was possible to be strikingly good looking and actually be nice with a brain. I'm slowly building a collection of liquor that one person couldn't possibley be able to finish just because I come in to stare at them the selection.
1) At the charity shop that I volunteer at I am now a cashier :D 2) My cashier ID had the number 23 at the end so in spirit I also put it in my password.
3)Realised my mum bought Twilight: New moon...thought 'Why the heck?' then remembered...Shooting the Moon is on it. I will watch just to hear Shooting the Moon in the movie.
This might belong in the Doctor Who thread, but it made me HAPPY so it goes here.
I gave my son Think Geek gift certificates for his birthday last week. He just informed me as to how my gifts were used. My boy is now the (very proud) owner of a "You Never Forget Your First Doctor" T-shirt and TWO sonic screwdrivers!
The banana doesn't fall far from the TARDIS.
EDIT: ALL of my posts so far today have had MATH =17! 9+8, 10+7 and this one was 11+6 (17 is my favorite number). :D
It's also Jason Falkner Day (T minus 7 hours and 17 minutes)!
Even the fact that neither of the guys going with me/driving me bothered to plan ahead and arrange to get out of work early enough; even the fact that Jason is doing a pre-show In-Store at Millenium Music at 7PM, and we could go if the guys weren't, um, guys who don't think ahead; even the fact that–although it's at Doug Fir and probability of personal interaction/chances to talk to artists afterward abound there–the guys driving have informed me we will be leaving immediately after so there will be no meeting Jason for me and even though, were my chair working properly (and perhaps even if it weren't, I'm a risk-taker), I could have taken a Greyhound, booked a room at the Jupiter (Jed is my NightClerk in shining armour! He gives me coffee and reads me comics!) and BEEN IN PORTLAND already damn it, nothing can ruin the happiness I have at the thought of seeing one of my longest standing (seriosuly it's life-long) musical crushes after 19 years!
But I still hate that I am forced to rely on guys who don't understand that it's important to me in ways beyond those ways in which it is important to them. I hate that I have to rely on others, period. Plus, come on, they've known for months, they're supposedly bigger fans than I am and neither works a job where shifting schedules is impossible. Some people who pay to go to shows (ahem) do actually like to arrive in time to see the whole show!
I am turning this happy post into something else...must not do that.
It's also Jason Falkner Day (T minus 7 hours and 17 minutes)!
Even the fact that neither of the guys going with me/driving me bothered to plan ahead and arrange to get out of work early enough; even the fact that Jason is doing a pre-show In-Store at Millenium Music at 7PM, and we could go if the guys weren't, um, guys who don't think ahead; even the fact that–although it's at Doug Fir and probability of personal interaction/chances to talk to artists afterward abound there–the guys driving have informed me we will be leaving immediately after so there will be no meeting Jason for me and even though, were my chair working properly (and perhaps even if it weren't, I'm a risk-taker), I could have taken a Greyhound, booked a room at the Jupiter (Jed is my NightClerk in shining armour! He gives me coffee and reads me comics!) and BEEN IN PORTLAND already damn it, nothing can ruin the happiness I have at the thought of seeing one of my longest standing (seriosuly it's life-long) musical crushes after 19 years!
But I still hate that I am forced to rely on guys who don't understand that it's important to me in ways beyond those ways in which it is important to them. I hate that I have to rely on others, period. Plus, come on, they've known for months, they're supposedly bigger fans than I am and neither works a job where shifting schedules is impossible. Some people who pay to go to shows (ahem) do actually like to arrive in time to see the whole show!
I am turning this happy post into something else...must not do that.
It's Peace Day :D
Maybe you can think about the fact that the Jupiter is where OK Go stayed for their show, and you can imagine Jason and Dami together. And if you really want to get crazy, you could creep on my FB album and look at the EXACT SPOTS where they were standing. I know that whenever I drive past the Jupiter I get a little heart flutter when I look at the spot where I saw Dan for the first time :)
This is just a snippet of a happy story added to the happy list:
So, I did as you suggested and pictured OK Go in those spots (which was weird for me because I usually picture Jonathan from Shearwater, or when I was callling a cab for William Schaff because sometimes, apparently, when you get lost on tour you need a Christel to repeat "800 Burnside" and "No, Portland, OREGON" and then finally take the phone away from you and do it for you!). But then we went in to the Fir for dinner and Christel caught the eye of Tall, Dark and Smouldering who smouldered distractingly while Craig and I ordered (our third backed out). I had to pass him a couple times en route to the restroom, and then I ran into the guys from Throwback Suburbia.
Upon returning, I intended to introduce myself but then I saw another person at our table, which further distracted me from TD&S (I never did actually get a chance to talk to him but more on that in a second). Craig had arranged to meet his friend Shane for an obscure record exchange and ended up giving Shane our spare ticket. Shane's a bit of a music fiend and I felt remiss not joining my party as it were, but I got even more distracted by rock stars, you see.
Oh! Such a night was had! Such a Happy Happy night! Had I not been in the alternate chair which would never survive and/or not with a friend committed to driving me back to Eugene (despite protestations, I assure you!), I would so be headed to SF with Jason (Amber! Magic Words were uttered!), and if not in his vehicle, then most certainly in Todd's (aka TD&S aka the bassist* for the 88 who are touring with Jason)
* I don't know. I just don't know. I hadn't been there to see them load in, I had no conscious way of being aware that he wasn't just another patron at the bar. Must be a heretofore undiscovered power connected to the GroupieSense™ Which, incidentally, was tingling all through our meal because Jason kept looking over. He even changed booths a couple times, asking at one point if they could sit "on that side" pointing at my table. There I am trying to engage in conversation with my own dinner companions, and everytime I glance up or say something to the waiter or laugh, there's my teenage crush grinning in my direction. Between that and smoulders from the bar, it was all I could do not to choke on my buffalo burger! More incidentally, neither Craig or Shane noticed Jason. They're all geeking out over obscure power pop, and which things Jason's played on, and I can't get a word in anyway. Then Craig asked if we would hear the bands from the restaurant because he'd been pratttling and was worried we'd miss Jason if he did something in an early set. I told him I didn't know if we'd hear music, because I am always downstairs by that point, but I was quite sure we wouldn't miss anything important especially not Jason… he was all, "How do you know that?" It turned into a very funny exchange which I ended by explaining my GroupieSense™ doesn't tingle when I can use my eyes.
I didn't think about OK Go at all during Throwback or their wonderful new song, definitely not during the 88 when I realized TD&S was, of course, their bass player. They occured to me briefly because there was this photographer bitch who took her sweet time getting my not-so-subtle message, but I certainly wasn't thinking of OK Go during Jason & his band's set when he kept smiling at me, or during the snippets of cover songs (not even when someone yelled "Jessie's Girl" or they did a bit of "Jailbreak"), the encore solo set when I almost cried or the second encore that should never have ended.
OK Go didn't even occur to me whilst I was being escorted out through the underground garage and Jason and the band came bounding out (you'd think this would've reminded me of OK Go, because they were so friendly and seemed almost as excited as I was!). They came out to meet me and talk to me and exchange information with me. I did not think of anything when Jason hugged me, because I simply could not think (although, I discoverd 2 things: 1) In retrospect, I bet Damian gives a better hug from a purely technical standpoint and 2) I would hug Jason Falkner even if he were made of yellow!).
I did think of OK Go a bit later when I was outside on the pavement, however.
Because I saw the spots Aleatory refers to and then did a total Damian-meeting-Kermit-The-Frog thing. Then, just for good measure, I threw in a little Kermit flail!
Wow that was way longer than I intended, and I didn't even tell the half of it! Sorry. I'm just so Happy!
I didn't understand half of it, and I was there. LOL. Presumably some of what you don't understand is my funny ways of describing my "Groupie Gene". It pops up all over the place in my family, even though for most it's dormant. My mom was sneaking into a bar in Texas when she was 14, and ran into Jim Morrison, literally. They knocked each other over! It's one of few examples in my mother though, she doesn't really like music that way. She still hasn't come to terms with how it all, as her cousin Patricia (who ran away with and had a long term relationship with a somewhat famous 70s rocker) says, "got poured into Christel." In fact, I had to call my mom this afternoon just to assure her I actually came home and am neither on a bus, in a hotel or headed for California (I swear, I take off after Iggy Pop one time …)
My Groupie Gene has gotten more specific in its expression as a I get older. I've come to suspect in the past few years that I give off some sort of signal that attracts bass players. It's like I produce a pheromone that somehow harmonizes with those attuned to lower frequencies. Like whistles only dogs can hear. Other musicians can sense it, sometimes even react to it, but bassists seem to hone in on me more frequently.
It's not that I dislike non-musical people… it's just no matter where I go, I end up hanging out with musicians (there used to be a joke about me and my friend Debs, which was something along the lines of "They could be lost while hiking in the Himalayas, come out of a snowstorm and find a tourbus full of Rock Stars…". ). I gave up trying to fight it, and now I let myself go all fangirly whenever I can. It makes me happy.
It's not that I dislike non-musical people… it's just no matter where I go, I end up hanging out with musicians (there used to be a joke about me and my friend Debs, which was something along the lines of "They could be lost while hiking in the Himalayas, come out of a snowstorm and find a tourbus full of Rock Stars…". ). I gave up trying to fight it, and now I let myself go all fangirly whenever I can. It makes me happy.
This part made me crack up! I prefer musical people too. :-D
Um, so today is JP Jones day. I have to work the day, but as soon as 5 rolls around I'm running home, making myself as gorgeous as possible, and going to see JP Jones. And Chrissie Hynde, yes, but JP JONES. He is Awesome, and Gorgeous, and he thinks I'm Awesome and Gorgeous, and I LOVE HIM.
1. My son casually tells me he had, until now, "forgotten just how good OK Go really is!" and "Plus, they make the best videos, bar none." He also told me it was all my fault that he spent a large portion of the day reveling in the band's unparalleled creativity, and it made him happy that smart people (like us) are willing to try silly things (like we do).
2. The newest Richard Barone disc has the most amazing cover of Marc Bolan/T-Rex's "Girl". That's been a happy thing for me for days now, though. In an unrelated happy thing, I got a message from Tony Visconti today... but it's kind of related, because Tony produced both versions... then again, it's not really related because that had nothing to do with his message.
3. Going into the mini-mart around the corner to get a drink because it's 80 in my apartment and hearing Cheap Trick, Thin Lizzy and Van Morrison back-to-back. This caused spontaneous and irrepressibly joyous dancing on my part and resulted in free ice cream from the 3 clerks who witnessed said joyful spontaneity.
4. Coming back to eat ice cream while having a chat with my son about his friendship with Cory Doctorow (interspersed with Doctor Who discussion and plans for his various Halloween costumes)! I am beaming with geeky, maternal pride! My kid is not only well-versed in science fiction, pop culture and issues surrounding net neutrality, he knows Cory Doctorow!
1. Impressing the guy who's playing Javert in our school's performance of Les Mis by reciting both parts of the entire Confrontation scene by heart. I didn't mention how I knew it. ;)
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1. People keep giving me OK Go- related presents and cards. (Pictures to come :))
2. Lots of new music from the library, but my iPod is already full, must get a new one!
3. I made it into Showband. We got to pick one song for the whole group to perform, and I picked a Black Keys song, but we also get to do solos so I'm thinking Back from Kathmandu.
4. Listening to "Women and Men" on repeat ("What a magic combination" has become a common phrase within my group of friends lately)
Oooooh! Today just keeps getting better!
5. New music, including the Bonerama tribute disc and remixed Paul Starling
4. Fashion show tonight
3. Free lunch today (I was all prepared to pay and he refused to take my money...living on a smile, living on a smile!)
2. JASON FALKNER TICKETS
and I thought nothing could top that ... until ...
1. Autumnraina's OK Go parody video!!
- don't move acoustic
- tik tok acoustic
- becky heading up the conga line
Woot on all three.
And here's the Tik Tok and Conga:
-Rachel finding the Lovely Princess story and reposting it
- getting an e-mail with new portraits of my grandchildren
-There's this shopping center not far from my house with an all-you-can-eat crab shack. The dumpster in the parking lot smells like old fish. There's a strange used furniture store called Bloomingdeals nearby. And an insurance agency also tucked in somewhere, along with a Dairy Queen. The whole reason for going to the shopping center (other than the crabs)?...There's a fancy liquor store in the same center with two boys working the place who are THE cutest, sweetest guys. Who knew it was possible to be strikingly good looking and actually be nice with a brain. I'm slowly building a collection of liquor that one person couldn't possibley be able to finish just because I come in to stare at them the selection.
-Decoupage wine bottle jewelry holder for my friend's birthday
-School of Rock 70's Glam show tonight, followed by aforementioned friend's party
-Lost my HIGA birthday card and then found it again
-Cleaning out my purse and finding confetti in the bottom, 3 months later
-Buying a dress for the first time in my LIFE
-FOTC Hurt Feelings Cover with aforementioned friend:
-Yummy hawaiian food
-Coke-cap earrings
Yes, This.
1) At the charity shop that I volunteer at I am now a cashier :D
2) My cashier ID had the number 23 at the end so in spirit I also put it in my password.
3)Realised my mum bought Twilight: New moon...thought 'Why the heck?' then remembered...Shooting the Moon is on it. I will watch just to hear Shooting the Moon in the movie.
This might belong in the Doctor Who thread, but it made me HAPPY so it goes here.
I gave my son Think Geek gift certificates for his birthday last week. He just informed me as to how my gifts were used. My boy is now the (very proud) owner of a "You Never Forget Your First Doctor" T-shirt and TWO sonic screwdrivers!
The banana doesn't fall far from the TARDIS.
EDIT: ALL of my posts so far today have had MATH =17! 9+8, 10+7 and this one was 11+6 (17 is my favorite number). :D
It's Peace Day.
It's also Jason Falkner Day (T minus 7 hours and 17 minutes)!
Even the fact that neither of the guys going with me/driving me bothered to plan ahead and arrange to get out of work early enough; even the fact that Jason is doing a pre-show In-Store at Millenium Music at 7PM, and we could go if the guys weren't, um, guys who don't think ahead; even the fact that–although it's at Doug Fir and probability of personal interaction/chances to talk to artists afterward abound there–the guys driving have informed me we will be leaving immediately after so there will be no meeting Jason for me and even though, were my chair working properly (and perhaps even if it weren't, I'm a risk-taker), I could have taken a Greyhound, booked a room at the Jupiter (Jed is my NightClerk in shining armour! He gives me coffee and reads me comics!) and BEEN IN PORTLAND already damn it, nothing can ruin the happiness I have at the thought of seeing one of my longest standing (seriosuly it's life-long) musical crushes after 19 years!
But I still hate that I am forced to rely on guys who don't understand that it's important to me in ways beyond those ways in which it is important to them. I hate that I have to rely on others, period. Plus, come on, they've known for months, they're supposedly bigger fans than I am and neither works a job where shifting schedules is impossible. Some people who pay to go to shows (ahem) do actually like to arrive in time to see the whole show!
I am turning this happy post into something else...must not do that.
It's Peace Day :D
Maybe you can think about the fact that the Jupiter is where OK Go stayed for their show, and you can imagine Jason and Dami together. And if you really want to get crazy, you could creep on my FB album and look at the EXACT SPOTS where they were standing. I know that whenever I drive past the Jupiter I get a little heart flutter when I look at the spot where I saw Dan for the first time :)
This is just a snippet of a happy story added to the happy list:
So, I did as you suggested and pictured OK Go in those spots (which was weird for me because I usually picture Jonathan from Shearwater, or when I was callling a cab for William Schaff because sometimes, apparently, when you get lost on tour you need a Christel to repeat "800 Burnside" and "No, Portland, OREGON" and then finally take the phone away from you and do it for you!). But then we went in to the Fir for dinner and Christel caught the eye of Tall, Dark and Smouldering who smouldered distractingly while Craig and I ordered (our third backed out). I had to pass him a couple times en route to the restroom, and then I ran into the guys from Throwback Suburbia.
Upon returning, I intended to introduce myself but then I saw another person at our table, which further distracted me from TD&S (I never did actually get a chance to talk to him but more on that in a second). Craig had arranged to meet his friend Shane for an obscure record exchange and ended up giving Shane our spare ticket. Shane's a bit of a music fiend and I felt remiss not joining my party as it were, but I got even more distracted by rock stars, you see.
Oh! Such a night was had! Such a Happy Happy night! Had I not been in the alternate chair which would never survive and/or not with a friend committed to driving me back to Eugene (despite protestations, I assure you!), I would so be headed to SF with Jason (Amber! Magic Words were uttered!), and if not in his vehicle, then most certainly in Todd's (aka TD&S aka the bassist* for the 88 who are touring with Jason)
* I don't know. I just don't know. I hadn't been there to see them load in, I had no conscious way of being aware that he wasn't just another patron at the bar. Must be a heretofore undiscovered power connected to the GroupieSense™ Which, incidentally, was tingling all through our meal because Jason kept looking over. He even changed booths a couple times, asking at one point if they could sit "on that side" pointing at my table. There I am trying to engage in conversation with my own dinner companions, and everytime I glance up or say something to the waiter or laugh, there's my teenage crush grinning in my direction. Between that and smoulders from the bar, it was all I could do not to choke on my buffalo burger! More incidentally, neither Craig or Shane noticed Jason. They're all geeking out over obscure power pop, and which things Jason's played on, and I can't get a word in anyway. Then Craig asked if we would hear the bands from the restaurant because he'd been pratttling and was worried we'd miss Jason if he did something in an early set. I told him I didn't know if we'd hear music, because I am always downstairs by that point, but I was quite sure we wouldn't miss anything important especially not Jason… he was all, "How do you know that?" It turned into a very funny exchange which I ended by explaining my GroupieSense™ doesn't tingle when I can use my eyes.
I didn't think about OK Go at all during Throwback or their wonderful new song, definitely not during the 88 when I realized TD&S was, of course, their bass player. They occured to me briefly because there was this photographer bitch who took her sweet time getting my not-so-subtle message, but I certainly wasn't thinking of OK Go during Jason & his band's set when he kept smiling at me, or during the snippets of cover songs (not even when someone yelled "Jessie's Girl" or they did a bit of "Jailbreak"), the encore solo set when I almost cried or the second encore that should never have ended.
OK Go didn't even occur to me whilst I was being escorted out through the underground garage and Jason and the band came bounding out (you'd think this would've reminded me of OK Go, because they were so friendly and seemed almost as excited as I was!). They came out to meet me and talk to me and exchange information with me. I did not think of anything when Jason hugged me, because I simply could not think (although, I discoverd 2 things: 1) In retrospect, I bet Damian gives a better hug from a purely technical standpoint and 2) I would hug Jason Falkner even if he were made of yellow!).
I did think of OK Go a bit later when I was outside on the pavement, however.
Because I saw the spots Aleatory refers to and then did a total Damian-meeting-Kermit-The-Frog thing. Then, just for good measure, I threw in a little Kermit flail!
Wow that was way longer than I intended, and I didn't even tell the half of it! Sorry. I'm just so Happy!
I was going to reply, but I realized if I quoted that post the board might just explode.
What a great night! (even if I didn't really understand half of it, fangirlism does strange things to the brain)
**giggle** Kermit and Dami...
I didn't understand half of it, and I was there. LOL. Presumably some of what you don't understand is my funny ways of describing my "Groupie Gene". It pops up all over the place in my family, even though for most it's dormant. My mom was sneaking into a bar in Texas when she was 14, and ran into Jim Morrison, literally. They knocked each other over! It's one of few examples in my mother though, she doesn't really like music that way. She still hasn't come to terms with how it all, as her cousin Patricia (who ran away with and had a long term relationship with a somewhat famous 70s rocker) says, "got poured into Christel." In fact, I had to call my mom this afternoon just to assure her I actually came home and am neither on a bus, in a hotel or headed for California (I swear, I take off after Iggy Pop one time …)
My Groupie Gene has gotten more specific in its expression as a I get older. I've come to suspect in the past few years that I give off some sort of signal that attracts bass players. It's like I produce a pheromone that somehow harmonizes with those attuned to lower frequencies. Like whistles only dogs can hear. Other musicians can sense it, sometimes even react to it, but bassists seem to hone in on me more frequently.
It's not that I dislike non-musical people… it's just no matter where I go, I end up hanging out with musicians (there used to be a joke about me and my friend Debs, which was something along the lines of "They could be lost while hiking in the Himalayas, come out of a snowstorm and find a tourbus full of Rock Stars…". ). I gave up trying to fight it, and now I let myself go all fangirly whenever I can. It makes me happy.
This part made me crack up! I prefer musical people too. :-D
Um, so today is JP Jones day. I have to work the day, but as soon as 5 rolls around I'm running home, making myself as gorgeous as possible, and going to see JP Jones. And Chrissie Hynde, yes, but JP JONES. He is Awesome, and Gorgeous, and he thinks I'm Awesome and Gorgeous, and I LOVE HIM.
Awesome Gorgeous, Awesome Gorgeous, AWESOME GORGEOUS.
Yay for JP Day!
Yay for Awesome and Gorgeous!!
:)
Highlight of my conversation with JP Jones:
Rachel: Did you get a chance to listen to my CD?
JP: That Bitch song ROCKED! Chrissie thought so too, she told me to tell you so.
Rachel: <dies.>
1. My son casually tells me he had, until now, "forgotten just how good OK Go really is!" and "Plus, they make the best videos, bar none." He also told me it was all my fault that he spent a large portion of the day reveling in the band's unparalleled creativity, and it made him happy that smart people (like us) are willing to try silly things (like we do).
2. The newest Richard Barone disc has the most amazing cover of Marc Bolan/T-Rex's "Girl". That's been a happy thing for me for days now, though. In an unrelated happy thing, I got a message from Tony Visconti today... but it's kind of related, because Tony produced both versions... then again, it's not really related because that had nothing to do with his message.
3. Going into the mini-mart around the corner to get a drink because it's 80 in my apartment and hearing Cheap Trick, Thin Lizzy and Van Morrison back-to-back. This caused spontaneous and irrepressibly joyous dancing on my part and resulted in free ice cream from the 3 clerks who witnessed said joyful spontaneity.
4. Coming back to eat ice cream while having a chat with my son about his friendship with Cory Doctorow (interspersed with Doctor Who discussion and plans for his various Halloween costumes)! I am beaming with geeky, maternal pride! My kid is not only well-versed in science fiction, pop culture and issues surrounding net neutrality, he knows Cory Doctorow!
1. Impressing the guy who's playing Javert in our school's performance of Les Mis by reciting both parts of the entire Confrontation scene by heart. I didn't mention how I knew it. ;)