Sep 1, 2005
mud and sweat.
Columbus happened last night. There is so much to say, I don't know where to begin...
Did you know that every Wednesday night is bike night at Quaker Steak & Lube? I wanted to go there for dinner but nope, too busy. So instead I met Lyndsey at Max & Erma's. It was lovely to see Mrs. Teter. It had been over 6 months. That seems so not possible to me. Sorry, about that, but thanks for taking the time out of your busy news reporting life.
Dude, Lyndsey took half of an opened Newcastle home in her purse. I guess that 3.75 is too much to pay to not get to finish the whole thing. She is a crazy little one.
Next we went to see Coldplay. It took 20 minutes to get across a bridge to the entrance of Germain Amp. It was crazy, then they made us park in the mud.
We had great seats. Coldplay was great. I like those little British accents. So the show was outstanding, really great. Played all the best songs, great lights, good crowd response, all super. Then, an amazing thing happened. During the encore, Chris Martin left the stage, ran into the crowd and stood there while singing. Mind you he was surrounded by security the entire time. Well, when he walked right in front of me (we are talking 2 feet. he had to pass our location to get out into the crowd.) I freaked out a little bit. This was suprising because I don't generally respond to such things in such a way. This is when I almost peed my pants. Then, he finished his song and ran back towards me. It was at this time that I reached out and touched his sweaty right sleeve (around the elbow/forearm region). I felt the sweat... he really was quite sweaty.
It was amazing... I really cannot even begin to explain it to you. Shortly there after, the show ended and we all began our trek back to our vehicles. The parking lot was a mud pit and it took forever to get out. Mind you I didn't get my jeep stuck in the mud, I was stuck in the traffic, in the parking lot. I think it might have taken a good hour or two. Laura actually fell asleep in the passenger seat next to me long before we got out of the lot. Then she slept all the way home.
It was a long drive and my knee was not in a good state, but it was all worth it. Even if I hadn't touched Chris Martin it would have been a great time. So, in response, the concert was just dandy.
Did you know that every Wednesday night is bike night at Quaker Steak & Lube? I wanted to go there for dinner but nope, too busy. So instead I met Lyndsey at Max & Erma's. It was lovely to see Mrs. Teter. It had been over 6 months. That seems so not possible to me. Sorry, about that, but thanks for taking the time out of your busy news reporting life.
Dude, Lyndsey took half of an opened Newcastle home in her purse. I guess that 3.75 is too much to pay to not get to finish the whole thing. She is a crazy little one.
Next we went to see Coldplay. It took 20 minutes to get across a bridge to the entrance of Germain Amp. It was crazy, then they made us park in the mud.
We had great seats. Coldplay was great. I like those little British accents. So the show was outstanding, really great. Played all the best songs, great lights, good crowd response, all super. Then, an amazing thing happened. During the encore, Chris Martin left the stage, ran into the crowd and stood there while singing. Mind you he was surrounded by security the entire time. Well, when he walked right in front of me (we are talking 2 feet. he had to pass our location to get out into the crowd.) I freaked out a little bit. This was suprising because I don't generally respond to such things in such a way. This is when I almost peed my pants. Then, he finished his song and ran back towards me. It was at this time that I reached out and touched his sweaty right sleeve (around the elbow/forearm region). I felt the sweat... he really was quite sweaty.
It was amazing... I really cannot even begin to explain it to you. Shortly there after, the show ended and we all began our trek back to our vehicles. The parking lot was a mud pit and it took forever to get out. Mind you I didn't get my jeep stuck in the mud, I was stuck in the traffic, in the parking lot. I think it might have taken a good hour or two. Laura actually fell asleep in the passenger seat next to me long before we got out of the lot. Then she slept all the way home.
It was a long drive and my knee was not in a good state, but it was all worth it. Even if I hadn't touched Chris Martin it would have been a great time. So, in response, the concert was just dandy.
Aug 31, 2005
Is Pink Moon the best Nick Drake album?
It has been raining for two days. Soon, the flash floods will start. I guess it is from hurricane what's her name. Problem, the dog is starting to smell like a mix of wet dogs and worms. You know how it smells like worms when it rains a lot... yeah, that smell. It is really unpleasant. Erin started feeding her cottage cheese (I guess that cottage cheese is good for dogs) and now her breath stinks (the dog, not Erin). Now it is a strange sort of torture when Lola gives me kisses. I am trying to get her to stop, but she just loves kissing me.
This evening I will be venturing to C-bus to listen to the sweet sounds of Coldplay. It is my first time, I am quite excited, however I have heard that they are not that great in concert. Even if the concert sucks, I will at least get the benefit of seeing the Teter butt.
I DVRed this new show that just started airing on FOX. It is called Prison Break. You should check it out, it seems like it will be worth the time. Overall, there is a good cast, lead actor... HOT... VERY HOT.
This evening I will be venturing to C-bus to listen to the sweet sounds of Coldplay. It is my first time, I am quite excited, however I have heard that they are not that great in concert. Even if the concert sucks, I will at least get the benefit of seeing the Teter butt.
I DVRed this new show that just started airing on FOX. It is called Prison Break. You should check it out, it seems like it will be worth the time. Overall, there is a good cast, lead actor... HOT... VERY HOT.
Aug 29, 2005
what credit card is that commercial for?
Does anyone still read this? Sometimes I wonder. Maybe you have all stopped because, well, I stopped writing for so long, or because I am always whining when I write. Maybe it is the combination of the two.
I am a victim of identity theft. Yes, they informed me yesterday evening. It really is a bizare feeling. I feel like a part of me has been violated since the Romanian tried to steal all of my money. Thanks, to those good old folks at Visa for being on top of things and telling the individual in Romania that he or she couldn't have it. How did these individuals get my credit card number, you may ask, I have no idea! They are tricky little fuckers... apparently, they have ways of stealing your identity that none of us were aware of.
Mae, what is the skinny on your playing at Donkey. I was thinking that I might try to make it down. I need all of the details though before I can make a decision.
I am a victim of identity theft. Yes, they informed me yesterday evening. It really is a bizare feeling. I feel like a part of me has been violated since the Romanian tried to steal all of my money. Thanks, to those good old folks at Visa for being on top of things and telling the individual in Romania that he or she couldn't have it. How did these individuals get my credit card number, you may ask, I have no idea! They are tricky little fuckers... apparently, they have ways of stealing your identity that none of us were aware of.
Mae, what is the skinny on your playing at Donkey. I was thinking that I might try to make it down. I need all of the details though before I can make a decision.
Aug 28, 2005
Sunday mornings.
This is my favorite time of the week. I don't know what it is about Sunday that is different than Saturday. Maybe Saturday I feel like I need to be productive. Sunday is different. It is the only day of the week that I get to wake up and do whatever I want. This usually entails coffee, cigarettes and reading until I feel that I can read no more. It is beautiful. I hope that you enjoy this day as much as I do.
This morning I was thinking. It is astonishing to me how different people are from one another. You and I may have all of the same interests, yet we are intirely different. These are the things that set us apart from being all the same, clones of some sort. To think that we have all been created in this intricate detail is really an amazing thing.
I do my best to appreciate these differences in other people. I understand the difficulties in this. The differences are what makes it hard for us to all get along, to live in a peaceful state. What would life be like if we were all the same. There would be no diversity, no character. The differences in people are what makes peace so beautiful, because it is a sign that the individuals have overcome and embraced the differences of each other and found a common ground. They have learned to love and appreciate each other because of the differences.
It frustrates me when people do not even try to reach this place. How much would you like me if I did, said, and believed all of the things you are passionate about? Regardless of how you felt about it, I would hate myself. I am sorry that my being an individual may make life harder for you, but please try to get past that. Embrace me for who I am, and try to understand that my being different from you is really a great thing.
This morning I was thinking. It is astonishing to me how different people are from one another. You and I may have all of the same interests, yet we are intirely different. These are the things that set us apart from being all the same, clones of some sort. To think that we have all been created in this intricate detail is really an amazing thing.
I do my best to appreciate these differences in other people. I understand the difficulties in this. The differences are what makes it hard for us to all get along, to live in a peaceful state. What would life be like if we were all the same. There would be no diversity, no character. The differences in people are what makes peace so beautiful, because it is a sign that the individuals have overcome and embraced the differences of each other and found a common ground. They have learned to love and appreciate each other because of the differences.
It frustrates me when people do not even try to reach this place. How much would you like me if I did, said, and believed all of the things you are passionate about? Regardless of how you felt about it, I would hate myself. I am sorry that my being an individual may make life harder for you, but please try to get past that. Embrace me for who I am, and try to understand that my being different from you is really a great thing.
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