Scouts and Owl Boxes

Stupid Boy Scouts and their owl boxes. I have to miss my friends band at El Rio on Saturday night because of them!

I have to be at work by 9 AM on Sunday which means no going out for me on Saturday night. I CANNOT be hung over while working with boy scouts in 100* temperatures.

Even the thought of that is sending me over the edge...

I guess this is what being a ranger is all about....Sacrifice.

Bringin On The Heartache

Oh My God. This is one of my Top Ten All Time Favorite Videos. Was yours as un-synched as mine? Was it always this bad and I don't remember? How beautiful these boys Huh..?

Those were the days. When the the singer was young and hairless. Before the drummer's accident--And those Union Jack flag shorts--don't get me started.. !

I learned how to play guitar by watching videos like this back in the 80's.

And I've always wanted to cover this song.......Mega Witch? Mighty Tight?

Love Story 07

This is the love story between our cat Yuki and our dog Gabe.

One minute in love---next minute ready to rip each others entrails out.

Gabe's blood work came back and it is all normal.

And past couple of days. No seizures.

The next time she has 3 in a week we have to start on the dopey drugs. I hope they never come back. But they will.

Jolene

I used to listen to the Olivia Newton-John version of this song. Sitting in front of the big stereo in my parents living room. It was my brothers record. I would listen and stare at the album cover of ONJ. She was pictured in a river, only her head was showing and it was all wet. Maybe that's what made me a lesbian..?

Anyway, say what you will about the White Stripes. I still wish I could be them.

Update on Gabe: The vet took a blood sample to see what might be there. If nothing else it will give us a base line for her liver. She'll probably start the seizure pills soon.

Gabe

This is our friend C. vacuuming our dog Gabe.

Every time C. comes down from Redding with girlfriend S. She helps us figure out the most direct and simple ways to care for our brood of 4 legged creatures.

This particular problem....shedding of hair.

Gabe has been having seizures for the last year or so. But recently she started having 2-3 a day. Really short ones. The first seizures she had were quite long (15-20 minutes). And she would only have one in a day. Most times those episodes would be months apart. Now they're about 3-6 minutes long and she's having them everyday.

We've been researching dog seizures on the net but it really could be attributed to a million different things. Heredity, Food allergies, cancer, low sodium, the car accident she was in before we got her from the rescue agency, etc...

Poor Gabe. She's our alpha dog. She runs our little pack. I know the loss of control is hard for her.

Tomorrow is her vet appointment with our favorite SPCA Doc. The prognosis is probably not going to be very good. One thing I did find in the research we did is that when seizures start to cluster --that is not a good sign. And since Kimm and I are not millionaires we can only do so much for her. But we will do everything we can for our little G.

Do You Remember Lying In Bed..

With the covers pulled up over your head

Radio playing so no one can see?

Hazy Reunion Of Sorts

It's been a while since I posted as some of ya'll may have noticed.

I'll blame it on Cassie and family. They've come for a visit from Chicago for 10 days! Cassie was the singer for several bands we were in together. Here we are in my living room re-living our band Hazy.

These pictures are from a fun little party we had over here for them last weekend. Tonight is another get together at the Mint for Karaoke. I really miss C and family and wish they would move back.

Jammin again with the Band felt good. It's been a little more than a year now that I took a break from playing. Back then I felt that I needed to put all my energy into figuring out how I was seriously going to make a living doing something I wanted. Now that I've finally got the job I've been dreaing about for ever. I need to get back to what's important in my life--Playing music!

Bleech--Rain

I'm in an angsty mood today because it's RAINING! I hate rain. I know it's necessary and all that but I still hate it!

In July of all times!

I'm posting a picture of this depressing childrens book which isn't real --just to show my distaste for the weather.

On another note--I went to this beautiful park yesterday. I saw two coyotes, a northern Harrier and lots of Golden Eagles! As well as many awesome rock formations. The history of this park is really interesting. Especially the part about the Bohemian club of SF who I've always been interested in since I read Armistead Maupins "Tales of the City" many years ago.

Highlights Of Summer So Far

I've stolen this title directly from this wonderful blog by my pal J. in NYC. As you can tell I'm not too good at formatting with blogspot yet so it's all a big mess--but the photos are in order!

All of these pictures are from our Pt. Arena trip last weekend. I wish I knew how to add music to this blog. My band Hazy wrote a song about Pt. Arena several years ago that I wish I could add.

We went up there to visit friends and watch the 4th of July fireworks. The city of PA has a big celebration on the weekend closest to the 4th. It was more fun than I can ever possibly write about. We all camped out on our friends lawn (Thanks again P and L!). Spent an afternoon at the river. Danced along to live bands. Watched the fireworks. Ate, laughed and drank a lot. It was great. All for three days! The next day after we got home I started my new job at my new park!

Come and visit me!

First picture is my dog Mills down at the river. Kimm and I like to write messages on her at parties.

#2 pic. is me on our friend B.'s property in PA with some early morning libations. I'll add here that B.'s property is about the most magical place I've been too in a long time!

#3 is most of us in front of B.'s dome--which he built--kickin ass B!

#4 is me and doggies in front of Sea Ranch Chapel--very cool place to visit!

What's It Going To Be Like?

Here's Paris and Nicole from the Dyke March last weekend.

What's it going to be like now with Paris out of jail and all morally straightened up? What will any of us have to talk about? Who will Nicole not wear underware with? Who can possibly replace our most cherished debutard?

And most importantly..Who will become the next roll supermodel for our young women?

All these questions remain to be answered with time.

Who do any of YOU think it should be?

BAD BRAINS

Bad Brains has a new CD out. It's produced by Ad Rock of the Beastie Boys. I heard the ONE Reggae song on the CD. Which was pretty good actually. Apparently the rest is hardcore.

Wonder if any of the new stuff is as ENERGETIC as this video from 1982.

Happy Gay Weekend 07

Here I am chewing on the candy bra of some sweet thing at the Dyke March last Saturday. This last weekend was of course Pride weekend. We had a terrific time chewing on this and that.
This weekend was definitely squeezed full --fo shizzy!

RIP KDB

Here's Kris, Siouxsie Sioux and myself --probably '84.

Sorry I stole this picture from you Jesse.

Did you take it? And where were we?

Today makes year #5.

I was remembering the day that I first noticed Kris...

It was day #1 of my senior year in high school. I was smoking before class on a walk way above the music room. Leaning on a rail looking down to one of the parking lots with my friend Donna. Some one pulled up in their car and a couple of girls jumped out. Kris was the second one. She had on the coolest fake leather jacket and colored tights with her hair all spiked up!

It was love!

Doesn't that sound like the beginnings of a good screen play for a gay musical!

What should I call it?

Photo stolen from UncaJesse.

And I actually wasn't really smoking. But all the rest is true.

Big Love for Big Love

We're RABID about watching this show!!

Can I get an Amen?

Here's The Cake!

My girlfriend Kimm made this gorgeous cake for our friend H's 40th pirate birthday!. I missed it all--all two days of it!. Kimm left Saturday afternoon and came home late Sunday night. With all KINDS of stories! So sad for me... Please forgive me fine Irish pirate boy!

I spent all weekend working split shifts and having interviews for Ranger positions.

Today I was HIRED!!!!!

Me prayers have been answered mates!!! ARRRRRRR..I be a REAL RANGER!!!!

I've had such good luck lately that I'm wondering when I'll be hit by that Muni bus!

Although my luck wasn't good enough to allow me to party last weekend like the Irish girl I am (more Welsh actually).

I'll make it up to you next year H! Happy BDAY today!

Happy Fathers Day

This picture of me was taken by my little sister Keri when I was about 10/11. It's always been my favorite picture of myself. I'm not really sure why.

Maybe it's because it was the pivotal point in my life when I started to realize that I was really 'different' from the other girls.

But it's probably because I was wearing my two favorite pieces of clothing. My yellow ziggy t-shirt and a knitted blue and yellow vest that my sister-in-law Karen made for me.

I also remember that when this picture was taken it was a Sunday. We were in our front yard. And we were riding bikes. It was back when we could ride bikes on Sunday. Back then Mormons were even allowed to buy ice cream after Sunday school.

All that changed not long after this picture was taken. I'm not sure why.

Maybe it was because President Kimball (LDS President during the 70's) said so. But it's probably because my dad became Stake President (regional church manager) and we had to appear more holy.

But even tho' my Dad became Stake President and it ruined all of our Sunday fun, he was still the best Dad ever!

Happy Fathers day to all the deserving Dad's out and up there!

All The Good News Fit To Print

My Friends, I've got some good news!

First--Kimm and I are celebrating our 11th year together this month. We don't have a specific date. We like to call June our anniversary month. This picture was taken a couple of weeks ago at our home during a 'Naked Hot Tub Party'. Fortunately for ya'll, we have our clothes ON.

Secondly--I just received a phone call from a park supervisor who would like to interview me for a ranger position! He told me that I probably hadn't received the letter from headquarters telling me that I made FIRST POOL for hiring! Yes friends.. the tests have been taken and I passed them all with flying colors! I just have to give myself a little pat on the back. I haven't been so proud of myself in a loooong time. Now I'll shut-up.

Hopefully by this time next week I'll be a FULL-FLEDGED Ranger. Keep your fingers crossed for me. I have one last hurdle to jump.

Me And Dad

Here's me and my dad at the house I grew up at in Redding, Ca.

Believe it or not he looked EXACTLY the same then as he did up until a couple of years before his death.

The Alzheimer's changed his look dramatically.

Cartwheels

When I was 10 the most important thing to me was knowing how to do a cartwheel.

My dad realized this and decided he would teach me.

He was 58. I was 10. He stayed out in the back yard with me till I "kept my head down", and got the cartwheel right. He actually physically cartwheeled across the expanse of our lawn with me to show me how it was done.
That was my dad.

He will have been gone for two years on June 11th. I'll be posting more of him in the next few days.

Bluegrass Whore

I gots to get me in a bluegrass band.