So in the new logic of all thing Gidget.. Today would be Hump day links…It’s gonna be trial and error folks.. Cause i am just playing still figuring it all out.
BUT
BUT
BUT
Today is Feb. 29th.. Leap year…
So I will be posting leap related things!
Plus this little diddly
I wanted to post this link yesterday.. but decided to wait till links day to do so..
This is an article on the people that made the most awesome Gotye video.. It’s got some great stuff on it!
If you are into video making at all this will pleasantly please you!
And hopefully do some cheering up from the sad news I posted in today’s previous blog.
In light of the death of an iconic pop star I am posting two blogs today.. the usual wednesday blog I worked on all morning and this one.
I will post my wednesday blog later this afternoon after the shock of losing Davy Jones sets in.
I am a monkees fan.
BIG TIME
but not only that.
Davy was a very close friend of my friend Rodney Bingenheimer
I’ve had chances to meet him and call him on the phone but refused because of the fact i believe you don’t meet your idols.
and yes he was one of my idols.
Rodney is famous for being Davy Jones double in the episode of the Monkees where Davy changes places with a prince
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0650709/
Rodney was his double for the episode.. And they remained friends to this day.
There is not so much to be said that hasn’t been said already.
I immediately jumped into my protecting Rodney mode and have a friend on her way to visit him now to make sure he is ok.
as half of him will be dead today.. I am not sure how he is going to handle this.
The world of my generation is floored and heartbroken.
Facebook is Davy Jones personified.
He was a good guy and not one person can badmouth him the way they do other celebrities when they die.
He will be missed.
and tiger beat issues with him on the cover have doubled on EBay.
part of my childhood passed before me today.. I feel the same sense of sadness when Andy Gibb died and I wonder why Lief Garrett remains.
Peace Within David Jones.
and I used to play this over and over again just to get the foot dance right!
Well after much deliberation I have come up with a plan
I hate when my blog becomes work so I it was either dump it or grow it.
I gave up giving up for lent so I guess I will grow it.
Gonna throw in some new features.
Shout outs to Marty and Boris here for keeping me going and having the faith in me. And also one of them asked me to blog this shit and the other agreed.
They are the best non blood big brothers a girl could want…
So there will a a few days where you know what you will be getting..
Monday always has to be random. And weekends I hardly blog.
So Tuesdays will be the answers day.. Not sure what to call it each week that will come later. But everyone can email me question and I will answer in one swift shot..
Wednesday hump day…links to get you over the humps.
Thursday I will discuss music..
And
And.
And.
Are you ready for it..
Drum roll please..
A name stolen from me and my radio shows!
“Flashback Fridays”
Tales of the past.. Including name dropping.. Famous locals.. Freaky things in my past that you all beg to hear and I won’t tell.
Time will tell.
I have been dropping hints to a lot more going on than meets the eye on Marty’s page for years.. But I never tell the stories.
And speaking of Marty’s page.. The link is www.trippingwithmarty.com
So start thinking of questions you want to ask me..Email me them at djgidgetbates@gmail.com
I will compile all week…
You can email a few questions but let’s limit to three questions a piece a week..Or it will get stale fast and you will run out of stuff to ask…
Now for the special sneak preview
This is actually for Marty himself…
He’s asked in email and in my blog before and I know after today’s email from him he would love for this to be the start.. I am gonna do a FF piece right here right now.. On the fly..
1990. February.. I was sick with a flu that had me at the hospital. I missed a show I paid money for.. Those days all my shows I attended were usually free. The band was Toad the Wet Sprocket. I was so bummed they were so good live.
But I had a fever of 103.. And my health was in the shitter so I was in bed for 2 and half weeks. The night before the flu hit was the last week of January. I had just finally gotten all my stuff out of my earthquake damaged apartment. I did stay till it felt no longer safe. The floor boards had torn and the back built on room I was in was pulling from the rest of the house. Occasionally plaster would fall on my bed.. it was time to go.
I heard after the fact they had to actually tear the room down and the room below it.. it had been built illegally and was unsafe and they never put it back on and new un rent controlled people moved in. when I moved out I was paying 233 a month. We’ll talk about the apartment some day at later intervals.
So my first week back in Fremont I went to see Dramarama at the edge in Palo Alto. I met the tour manager and then John Easdale. The next night was the Ibeam in SF.. I met the rest of the band..I traded Chris Carter a candy bar for a T-shirt he was supposed to send me.. And never did. I was actually working as a cigarette girl that night.
I felt really crappy on the drive home..I went to bed and woke up 2 days later.
I had missed Toad…they played during those two days.
A trip to the ER suggested I had an Asian flu and needed rest. 2 more weeks went by and I was in bed the whole time.. With 2 more doc trips. Antibiotics for the walking pneumonia that set in..
I got better the day before Valentine ’s Day.
Marcella met me at the cactus to see Dramarama again..It was a Friday and a Gavin convention weekend.
John never forgets a face and we made instant friends with each other and hung out after the show.
Because of the bronchial infection my voice was very much like Chris carters and I was coughing like crazy.
But I told them “I used to have a cold I’m ok now it’s just bronchitis” I was never able to live that one down.. Became kind a joke of my health.
They missed playing Gavin due to the rain storm we all watched from across the street at the little motel they were holed up in. No one wanted to play outside.
I didn’t expect to hang out all night and needed to drive back to Fremont to get my glasses and inhaler. I dragged Carter with me.
It was kinda funny to hear my mom call down and Chris answer her with a jersey accent that I was safe and would be home soon and she answering back in her Jersey accent. I had to go back at least for Marcella.
After a bit of hanging out I went home only to hang out again in a few weeks. They seemed to play the Bay Area a lot.
I had seen them so many times before but never dreamed we could all be friends.
The next visit involved me being gifted with a box of wheat thins. John thought I looked like Sandy Duncan.
Chris asked me a favor.
He had a friend coming up to the Bay area for a few weeks and asked if I would hang out with him make sure he gets to his eating places and got out.. His mom was needing some help so he was gonna be up for a few weeks at least.
I wrote the number down and the address of his mother and agreed to call him on the day he arrived.
I honestly had no idea it was THE Rodney Bingenheimer.
The night after they went back I called his friend and much to my surprise I was in shock over my first call to Rodney Bingenheimer. He was sweet and soft spoken and although I had only heard his radio show twice when visiting LA I expected larger than life.. Not even close.
The next morning we had aftershocks of good size. Like three or four of them. I knew it was quite early but I called to check on him anyway with him being closer to Los Gatos and Loma Prieta than I was.. He was fine and grateful I checked on him. Then he went back to sleep.
At the same time as these earthquakes there was a hostage situation in Berkeley in a café I used to go too. And some shootings.. So I never went back to bed and watched the TV all morning. That night I picked up the Rodders and took him with me on a peachy puff ride. And we did this all week. Chris Carter had never even been to Rodney’s mom’s house.. Yet there I was.. His mom had a shrine for him on the mantle.
I was there a lot. And I even took pics of his street. He lived on one of the tunnel tree streets as I called them. The trees grew to form a natural tunnel.
He ate out three times a day and I drove him to a lot of these meals out.
And we went to clubs.
I even dragged him to Original Joes on First Street in San Jose.
It was a blast. It wasn’t that he was famous.. We were both just a lot alike. And it was an instant friendship.
One that lasts still to this day.
Maybe it was the both at our moms coincidence.. Not sure. The bond was set. It wasn’t the attraction kind of bond.. it was the instant friendship we need each other to face reality kind of bond.
We were both known in our circles and we were both very shy and soft spoken in real life. We joked that we must be related as I am adopted and that would be one hell of a story.
When we were out together we were able to deflect attention onto the other.. And since I don’t get star struck it was easy for Rodney to know I was a good go to girl for some of his band friends playing in SF.. I was a realist.. So what, they’re famous.. No biggie I’ll take them around..
This starting my new career as a Rodney girl..
But unlike the admins before me I was his friend..One he could be Just Rodney and I could be Just Gidget.
To this day Rodney and I hardly ever talk bands. We talk Denny’s and food prices and local news then get to business. It’s how we work.
Till today I never wrote about how I know him.
He is uncomfortable with being in print.. As am I. He hates the movie that intruded on his life. I do too.
He is not a sad little man.. He is just Rodney.
We all have flaws but… that movie made him appear almost too flawed in such a fake way I walked out feeling molested, violated. I don’t want to have anything to do with exploiting him.. Ever.. Real friends don’t use real friends to get famous.
I sat in the film with a lot of famous Seattlelites. The band Soundgarden was a few seats behind me. They were with Stone Gossard.
They all had the same puzzled look I had.
That next Monday I heard a local DJ defend Rodney against the film.. Saying if the filmmaker was a real friend he wouldn’t have made Rodney look so pathetic. I called him on the phone and told him I agreed.
The movie to me was a circus.. Not the real story.
So there is my friendship with Rodney in a nutshell.
I will share three small things over the last twenty years.
I double check all dead people to call Rodney about.
I love obituaries. You check them to make sure you aren’t in them.. but we never tell anyone that people are dead till we fact check.. And this was pre-internet days.
Rodney was told by another that Lux Interier died. So he did a cramps tribute on the air. Lux called the next day and said … “Why Hello there Rodney I am calling from the grave!”
Lux was not in fact dead.
So when Lux really did die we were dumfounded.. Thank god he died during the internet days and I was able to in fact definitely out him as really being dead in time for Rodney to do the show. Adding why does he have to die this close to a show so we have more time!??????
Death rattles him greatly.
I got him on air once in my life to discuss the death of Michael Jackson.. As Rodney hates the internet and refuses to do internet radio shows! But Michael was his friend.. And that taught me a lot about bashing the dead. It’s just not right.
Story number two is pretty wild.. Rodney wanted to play a band called Birdland. Lewis Largent the station manager at the time had a beef with Lizzy Lee the guitar player. Rodney almost quit over it till it was allowed.
Birdland broke up right after they played LA.
All that station fighting for nothing.
Lizzy Lee loves Rodney still to this day for that. And LOVES to tell the story of how not only did Rodney stick up for him but he got a ride in the famous GTO.
I met Lewis later that year at a GooGoo dolls show at a small bar in SF..He told me that He saw balls on Rodney he had never seen on a DJ and that is why he’d love to have Rodney on his side. That is the kind of guy you’d want pulling for you.. But then added he couldn’t stand Birdland so he had to stand his guns.
Needles to say they don’t fight Rodney on a lot of what he plays.
I kinda liked Lewis for being honest. But I had to stand my defensive of Rodney ground too. But we shook on it…
Then talked about MTV for awhile till the Goos took the stage.
Which adds to story number three.
I met the most awesome band they were gonna be huge.. They played for maybe 100 people at the Cactus Club and the singer took off his shirt and wore it like a diaper and he was funny and the music was awesome.
They were in fact called the Goo Goo Dolls.
I hung out with them after. One of many time to hang with them.. They told me what big fans they were of Rodney’s as my friend Erin went on about how I was Rodney’s missing link relative. She knew them for years I guess being from back east somewhere. And a photographer.
I called Rodney and told them about this band.. He explained that a mutual friend named Brian also was a huge fan of the Goos and he will tell me what he told Brian..That the name was the worst name in rock and they will never make it.
I tried for a long time to get him to play them.
That night at the Night Break Rodney was with me. To see the opening band.. Best Kissers In The World.
As soon as Best Kissers was done so was Rodney.. He reminded me that supporting the Goos was not in fact ever going to happen and left to go see his new favorite band with the best band name ever. Brian Jonestown Massacre.. Now that’s a name.. They would make it.
And he was gone..
The Goos were once again disappointed Rodney dissed them.
Let’s weigh it out.. Goo Goo Dolls? BJM?
Hummmm.
We still joke about this but he doesn’t really find it funny that I laugh about which one he chose.
Or the fact I sat with Lewis Largent.. The devil manager himself.
So there ya have it…
Didn’t the Goos get nominated for an Oscar???? I better not ask Rodney that…
So far on today’s blog I covered ¾ of my weekly new blog line up.
I answered a question marty had been asking.. Which covered what Friday’s blog will be like and I gave you a link..(Marty’s page)
So now I leave you with music
This video came out yesterday and it really messes with my head.
Enjoy.
Might be one of the best videos I have seen in years.
And I know this isn’t my logo for Friday but it sure fits today to get you all pumped for a week of waiting for a mind-blowing flashback story form the Gidget!
Banner By “Boris”
Wanna hit a few topics today as it’s not really a “Manic Monday” persay but I feel full of angst and the need to write!
When I was at mass yesterday the organist was prepping to play…
Why I forgot to type this yesterday is beyond me.. I was in a freaking hurry maybe…
She started out and most people would go wow the phantom is in the house.. But no just me and my weirdness would think wow she is gonna play sanctum sanctorum by the Damned!
I must be going to hell now…
NOOOOO I was in a church.. They can’t send me to hell for singing the Damned in my head at mass right?
But it’s been in my head all night since then..
So I will share….
It’s one of my all time fave Damned songs.
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I know it’s late and I should go to bed
But I can’t tear away from the night
It holds the seed of a memory
Its true of you
When I first saw you I realized
The fire burned deep inside your eyes
I knew a kiss would paralyze
Its true from you
Awake in the night to whisper your name
Only a silence replies it’s answer a sleeping refrain
The moment dies but memory stays
Love like a run our way by
We spin and we climb
To where once islands cried
And there sometimes angels can be devils too
It’s true of you
It’s true of you
When shadows no longer fall
And footsteps can’t be heard at all
I hear the ghost of a call
Its true from you
Awake in the night to whisper your name
Only silence replies it’s answer a sleeping refrain
The moments die but memory stays
Reaching for something that’s just out of reach
Lost to your lips and drowned in your kiss
The tide of your passion is now but a dream
Its but a dream
And I will write the rest of the blog while I sing along…
But the singing starts after a building organ arrangement and rain…. Feel it.. feel it!!!!!
One two three… crush….
Feel the pain.. now sing….
Good way to talk about the Oscars..
Whoa a relief to have Billy back…
I really did have fun storming the castle Billy!
There really isn’t much to say other than it was shorter and much better than shitty years past.
It had funny moments and I made a few of my own..
Instead of the two songs up for best song being performed they had Circue de Soliel perform.. And as the trapeze artists swung across the stars below I couldn’t help wish one would land on Angelina Jolie and make a crackling stick sound.
I jumped and screamed so loud when “Man or Muppet” won.. And as the little dude from Flight of the Concords accepted the award I was a happy little Gidget.
It was vindicated.
Years before Paul Williams had been up for best song for “Rainbow connection”.
He lost to Gidget’s theme song.. No really Norma Rae won best song that year.. I cried…
Believe it or not Paul only won the Oscar for that crap song he wrote for “Evergreen”
No one even remembers that crap song from Norma Rae..
But the Oscars finally really like them they really really like them!
Now here is the fun of the new age of social networking and academy awards.. Instead of a huge party you sit at the couch with your teenager and post to your friends on FB all night about the awards.. Hence no clean up and you are free to go to bed after and not socialize anymore.
So I posted weird things on my page all night.. I’ll share.
Gidget Marusak
17 hours ago
i dont get iron lady getting makeup…meryl
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Rita Govea Same here!
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Gidget Marusak
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Ok Melissa. Mccarthy didn’t win…so the muppets better…or i will shoot the fricken Rio bird
Gidget Marusak
17 hours ago
And oscars and auto correct seem to clash..expect weird statuses
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Gidget Marusak
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As awesome as cirque de soleil was i couldn’t stop wishing one would fall and squish some annoying actress
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Gidget Marusak
16 hours ago
I am really happy for Christopher plummer…bout darn time..
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Peter Rossi Yep, and a great/amusing acceptance speech…
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Gidget Marusak I just love him.. even if i hated the Sound of Music
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Gidget Marusak
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Bout time a song in the muppets wins an Oscar..was hesistant to get excited since rainbow connection lost to Norma ray..which starred gidget but………..lets just say i screamed so loud i lost my voice..i am the happiest gidget….
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V.k. Seven The oscars really like them… lmao
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Gidget Marusak They really really like them
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V.k. Seven lmao…
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idget Marusak
15 hours ago
Shouldn’t james earl jones been honoured separatly on oscar nite? That is a sucky moment to move off oscar night
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Gidget Marusak
15 hours ago
they forgot alot of peeople in the memorium..but having the singer was a nice touch
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Jp Valentine Always my favorite part of the show. I liked that they didn’t mike the applause so people weren’t voting on who died the best. Craftsmen and movie stars get old and die and it’s sweet that anyone remembers.
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Gidget Marusak
15 hours ago
did tom cruise get work done?
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Theresi Pardesi haha ur the second person who made reference to Tom’s backwards aging..
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Gidget Marusak
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colin firth gets hotter ever year…he might be talking right now…too busy staring..
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Mary Wysong I think Gabriel Byrne is the measure for men’s hotness
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Gidget Marusak i love him too
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Gidget Marusak
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that dog in the artist is adorable..makes me miss my little lucy.
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Gidget Marusak
14 hours ago
OK so I watched the oscars and over statused myself out..It was like an oscar party where i didnt have to invite anyone over.. as i miss my old oscar watching crew back home.
I think I was pretty pleased to see Billy back hosting and the few things that made me angry ie..elimination of best song singing and honorary awards were small beans compared to finally having a good show again.
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Lina Litonjua I like Billy as host. He just commands the show without taking it over. And he can handle anything.
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Gidget Marusak yeah even though i only cared about maybe three awrds i had a good time watching it.. he made the night fun.. i might need to have fun storming a castle now!
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Lina Litonjua unfortunately I mssed the first hour and a half because we were doing the radio show, so I’ll have to youtube it later
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Gidget Marusak yup:)
So there is my experience last night in a nutshell
I leave you with some photography from the weekend.
Yesterday the ice was only covering half the lake so I went back at sunset and took some pics.
I went to bed late…My fault
I woke up early..NOT MY FAULT
Starting with 6 am with did Maia get home from the dance ok?
Yes did you even think about looking in the hamster cage and seeing if she was there before waking me up?
Can I got back to sleep now?
Did she have a good time?
Yes now go away.
20 minutes later they are back in their room and Dyl’s feet are in my back and I am trying to fall back asleep.
7:50. Mommy.. bounce bounce hop hop.. I feel Jack on top of me. Hopping happily.
I’m awake..
Go bug the fucker that woke me up please..
No mommy I want to play with you.
Why did all of a sudden I feel like a character in “Pet Cemetery” I played with Mommy and now I wanna play with YOU!
9 o’clock I am bitching complaining and ready to shoot the dogs next door for barking for the last hour.
9:20 I am in the shower and getting ready to get out for the day.
By ten after 11 I am in full sit down stand up kneel mode at the church.
I like Father Hogan but for the life of me I have no idea what mass was about as my eyes were crossing the whole time I was there.
I do like that like most community churches everyone talk after and hugs and shares stories with each other.. And even I, the newcomer am welcomed with open arms.
I know I will pay the price leaving the kids too long with Maia.
I check my phone as I leave and there is the first of many texts.. They are hungry..
They will wait.. I left them with so much food. 228 dollars worth of groceries yesterday to be exact.
I drive out to the standard restaurant of choice…
Oh yes.. You know it….
THE STRAY DOG!
Katie was waiting on us as usual.. As is every time we have been there.. But no Joey D.
He has the afternoon off.
So I ordered a French onion soup and a ceaser salad.. A few cups of coffee and I am a happy camper.
I’m tellin ya.. French onion soup is the shit there!..They don’t have a soup and salad combo though…That’s fine.. I was happy and it wasn’t pricy..I’m really trying to vary on what I order each time to make sure I try everything.
But I really do need to re-order the baked potato with steak slices again.. I just loved that dish.
I sure do a sense of peace there. I feel like I can rest and eat and know that everything is gonna be ok. I found the hangout I needed.
I like to listen to the people talk around me.. I like to decide who the weekenders form Chicago are and who the locals are.. The locals were next to us.. With massive potty mouths and in the early fifties discussing multi married friends on drugs! That might be one of the best eavesdroppings I had done in years!
I realized she was a local when she ordered the wrap and then said.. nah none of the fancy bleu cheese I want ranch dressing and please put it on the wrap and not on the side..
So not a stuffy weekender on a diet!
The Chicago ones drove the Ferrari and took up two spots in the lot.. They had on the fake fur vest thing look I really hate and frosted silver hair. A little too old for a Ferrari in my opinion.
And yes there were a lot of Illinois plates today. I don’t mind them eating at MY restaurant.. Keeps Joey D in his job.
Wondering how summer is gonna be eating there.. Might be a day of the week adventure as opposed to weekending it.
Joey D showed up as we were waiting on the pizza to being home. He really is one of the best restaurant managers I have ever known.. So cool and funny and just all around sweet. I need to kidnap him sometime and take him out..Make him see cool music! Cause he is always at the dog.. He needs fun!
I had to run to the hardware store to buy a knob for my crockpot.. Now ok knobs 7 dollars.. Replacing crockpot $19.99.. Not sure I shouldn’t have just got a new crockpot!
But while I was there I found the best material to make a pillowcase I think…
Last night was the GR Girls formal dance.. Gonna embarrass Maia and post her pic.. I am so proud of this kid.. And she looked so fantabulous!
And yes her hair did match the dress!
Enjoy the Oscars tonight and please root for the muppets!
I got no sleep. It was one of those insomnia nights where you look at your phone every half hour to see if it’s time to wake up yet.
Then at 5 I got the two delay phone call and text.
Then up at 7 for the day.
So I am punch drunk and whooped
Bring it on bitches……. Bring it on!
My daughter is a nerd.. But a cool nerd. In august she will go away to college to study genetics. She lives and breathes this stuff. Fascinated by inbreeders etc.. Oh the Whites of West Virginia just get her going. She is gonna get her PHD too.. Something I just don’t understand but am very happy for her..
This is the kinda thing that gets her all excited.
I just sent her this article.
I call Maia “Kate Rambo”.. I am the Riff Randall to her Kate Rambo.
She might even like Tom Roberts.. Who is so boring his brother is an only child…
Well he is a Van Patton..
But seriously his brother Dick is the much cooler Van Patton..Really.. I love Dick…No, that sounds wrong.. Well maybe I do but NO I love Dick Van Patton.. Huge fan.
He was in the episode of Streets of San Fran.. It’s my fave of all the epis…
Dick Van Patton and some people get kidnapped by Tony Geary and Susan Dey. And then they all get attached but the kidnappers have to kill a hostage every so often or they lose the cred.. So they have to off Dick.. And it was sad and I cried.
It was a two parter and it killed me to wait till the next week.. I was just a kid and I totally got it. Was one of the best hostage situations ever.. Better than Patty Hearst..
Anyway
Have a good Thursday and don’t get kidnapped…
I’ll start today’s blog off with last night status on my Facecrack.
Gidget Marusak
14 hours ago
I watched Maia and her best friend tonight dig through my iTunes and help themselves to my cooler than their music. I watched Emily cry as I bought them both tix to see Goyte at the Aragon in April. Realizing i had taken Emily to see her first live band last year when we saw Foxy Shazam. This April we will see 3 live acts.(Foxy, Snow Patrol and Goyte) and maybe something over the summer and then Bam.. it’s College time. Maia will be off to Manchester And Em is off to Purdue. I started to cry when I realized how important this senior year of high school is to them having been best friends since freshman year. I’m going to miss the noise.. and I am going to miss them.. I better enjoy every minute i have with them. even if they are music thieves.(with good taste)and yes i am very blurry as I type this.
Yeah so the girls got all all excited I am taking them to see Goyte.. he is apparently really popular. So much so that his show in Chicago had to be moved to the Aragon. Now I could take or leave lives shows lately. I will of course see Foxy Shazam a million times though. It’s the live thing that bugs me.. no one has to pay the dues anymore. So I am very careful which live shows we see.
I go on reputation and youtube videos. If the stuff I see is worth it then I spend the money.
Girl singers (without fronting a band)bug the hell out of me.
But I looked on line and saw that Kimbra and she blew me away with her live radio station stuff. She is opening for Goyte.
So that is why the girls get to see them play.
When Maia was little she saw concerts all the time.. Not sure how she slept through Korn though. She met Rob Zombie.. Who she idolizes and asked if the Presidents of the united states could come over and play. She’s seen Mel Torme and The Ramones on the same bill. Not many kids have had it that cool.
She doesn’t care she saw Tiny Tim.
Bumbershoot.. 3 day music festival in Seattle.. Many a band was seen by a little kid in that town.
We had a rule.. Spice Girls were the only ones I gave into.. No Disney made bands. No girl singers unless they play an instrument and no Britney Spears please…(old school girl groups were ok as they are just fucking cool)(were talking the nineties here)
It was a REAL MUSIC ONLY HOUSE.
It was nice never having heard a Backstreet boy song…or NSYNC
And now my daughter has cool musical taste of her own and hates autotune..
So watch this girl Kimbra sing in this video.. Tell me her live voice doesn’t floor you..
This is where the exceptions to girl singers are made.
and if that doesn’t convince you.
and finally the creepy song that will make you feel dumped everytime you hear it…
I’m not convinced he will be all that hot live.. but Kimbra …wow.. anyway Wally of Goyte is really cute so that works for me…
OK I feel utterly dumped
Seriously..
The emotion in that song is soooo.. wow…
Better get some retail therapy going…
Coffee jitters and my snow is melting.. Which is worse?
Can’t the snow stay till lunch time so I can go get some pictures? Its natures coloring crayon of white.
Either way I am here in my office watching the snow turn to rain and go away.
Kinda sad and depressing.
As usual it’s Tuesday so the “Secret Weapon” is my backdrop of music for the day. Inspiring me as the muse of indoors never disappoints. Wish he could control the outdoors for me. make the snow stay till lunch.
I found out two things this morning.
1. If you ask a teenager to put toilet paper in a bathroom she will go upstairs and get one roll and bring it back.. Even if it means extracting one roll from the rest of the pack.
2. Rice milk removes wax off linoleum floors. The old school floors with inlay. Oh fun for me …
So here I sit going through my photos I took yesterday and deciding which ones to splay on you. Yesterday was a holiday from school of course.. As though I like to tell Maia.. The presidents would like you to have an education so maybe you should just go to school on study anyway on president’s day.
We were supposed to get up all early and get out but that never happens with a teenager. I was up and showered and waiting for almost two hours.
I took the kids to Mcdonalds on the way out to our adventure.. I even attempted to eat that stuff.. so I had a few fries and stared at what they call a mcchicken.. mcyucky was more like it.. But the coffee is always good.
No really, that grey chicken patty was dripping with mayo and it really grossed me out.
How do people enjoy this stuff.. Why do kids like it???????
So as we were wrapping up the teenage girl sitting behind Dyl was turning and laughing. I aked her if Dyl was poking and bugging her.. She smiled and said no he was sticking his fingers in her belt loops.. No wonder the kid had a shit eating grin on his face.. I was mortified and amused. Hard to not laugh.. At least she took it in stride. I will laugh at this for years to come I am sure.
So then we were off on our adventure.
Joe’s dad had told us of camping at a nearby lake when they were all younger. Lake Eliza. The last time they went the boys were very little and there was a hillybilly hoedown and John explained at 3 am at the local lodge.
I offered to go out and take pics.
Well we drove and we drove.
Then we drove some more. Jack was done and wanted to go home when I decided to look at my gps on my phone. We were mere blocks from the lake of my in-laws past.
Yea well glad it was the past and now the present.. Lake is overestimating. When we found it we realized it was dinky.. And filled with possible meth labs and trailers. We didn’t really want to get out. Where the lodge once stood was now a adult rehabilitation center and it was all private drive. OK so we drove on it anyway I have no boundaries.
After taking some very quick shots. Most of which Maia wouldn’t get out of the car for I was back on the road with the kids.
I did see a tree for sale.
Well at least I told them it was the tree.
They think I’m serious.
We rounded up a hill and found basically maybe a 100 plot old cemetery. We all got out and jack used Mai’s camera to take a few shots.
Then pretended he was a zombie for some pictures. It’s amazing how they can be so bored and they see dead people and come alive.
The trip back was uneventful. We stopped to take a pic of a small playhouse advertising new homes off the side of route 30 and drove by the house we wanted to buy in Valparaiso.. It’s still affixer.. Just now it’s a fixer form hell and I am so glad we didn’t buy it even if it was right in the heart of downtown.
I showed the kids the house on 2 that was perfectly too small for us but on four acres. It’s still cute but way too much on a busy road and seriously 1400 sq feet of house. But cute.
It was a long day rewarded with icecream.
I think though maybe taking all three out to take pics is not the best in my favor… but I did get some good shots.. You can be the judge.
I quoted a song in my blog Saturday and it was in my head all day yesterday.. And it had nothing to do with my blog.
Of course this was the one of the two versions in my head.. I kinda meld this one and the Bee Gee one in my head when I sing it to myself.
But since I quoted it I should have posted this.. So last night on my facebook I posted a live Beegee one.. But it’s hard to love one over the other.
Last week I did the “love and hate” show on the “Secret Weapon” with “Boris”
There are lot of beautiful wonderful love songs out there.. But the ones that bite me on the ass are the breakup songs.
The lyrics are so much more intense on the I hate you go away songs.. Really they are.
Case in point.
The movie “Finding Sarah Marshall” how appropriate was it that Jason Segel’s character is naked when she dumps him?????. Seriously you can’t feel anymore raw than when you are naked and having your heart ripped out.
I saw a video recently of a popular song.. A really great she dumped me song.. Both with his denial and her telling him that she dumped him because he is callous and flaky.
And they are both naked.
That is the part that gets me.. they are both naked and painted over and then unpainted and just raw. And neither of them get why they see the breakup differently.
The singers are amazing and the girl called Kimbra is a successful singer in New Zealand. And not here.. Why is that?… Oh yeah we favor auto tuning..
Anyway check this out and tell me what you thing.. Do you feel dumped after you watch this? Did your heart hurt a little?
Ok will leave you on a happier note.. Pick your heart back up now…I’m not dumping you:)
I have photos for you tomorrow!
Ok Rev take it away…
First off I can be a raging spoiled brat. I am the baby of my family and although was treated like a princess I was not allowed to be a brat as a child. So when I got older I experimented with my brattiness. BUT never call me on this.. I do not take kindly to my brattiness being called upon.
I just got used to living in a world where if I wanted it I got it. I also paid for it myself.
Therefore my brattiness can never be blamed on others. I have no one to blame but myself.
I have no sense of patience.
I also pout.
But the only one to give in to me is me.
Now let’s back up here before you get confused.
I was such a sickly child I spent my grownup years never looking down roads and always taking chances. Saving money was not an option for I didn’t have anyone to leave it to. So I worked 2 jobs and had money to spend. I didn’t eat food and loved clothes.
My back east mentality also made me the best spendthrift. I found bargains everywhere.. Just walking up and down market street in SF and buying at day sales made my closet quite packed.. Not to mention 50 perfect of everything I wore was vintage goodwill.
The hardcore money was spent on music.
And RENT
Therefore sometimes having to part with stuff at stores to make the rent bills. But I never thought I’d see tomorrow and no one told me about the sorrow.
Let’s just say I had a much bigger vinyl collection at times.
Between earthquakes and rent I have a fourth of what I had.
But I never thought I’d ever see 25.. Let alone 30,40 and now 44 and three kids.
I WANT THE FUTURE!
Reverse one day at a time.
My whole childhood was one day at a time. What the hell do I do now that I survived?
Growing up on the west coast is also spoiling.
Same weather mostly all year. Family vacations, a family dog. Good looking people.
My parents weren’t from California though so I had super duper strong back east family values. Cept for the Mohawk and the shaved head, tattooing, and occasional potty mouth I was a great kid with awesome grades.
My photos were shown at the fair.. And I made showing stuff at the fair cool among my peeps. Shaved haired little punk kid showing off pics of kids with beer cans and old decrepit houses.
I guess almost dying at ten made me live life differently than other small kids. I never allowed the word NO.. I just did.. And I think they kinda liked that in me and as long as I didn’t get to jail they were ok with me being myself.
Once my dad said the bleached look was not as good as the pink haired look. All the white hair and black raccoon makeup made me look like a cadaver. So I dyed my bangs pink.
I never wanted to disappoint them. I’m sure I did but not on purpose.
Everytime I cheated death I felt I needed to add another feat to be accomplished. Cancer scares at 21 and 30 also put things into perspective.
So when I say spoiled brat I don’t mean totally materialistically.. I mean in general.
At 21 I woke up from surgery after an allergic reaction to the anesthesia early. And barfing and choking.
I bought myself a Betsey Johnson dress for living through that one.
Almost dying giving birth. Well I got a kid out of that.
Surviving a car accident in a convertible in which the back seat broke off and my back should have broken had the seatbelt not broken off. I got a new car. OK So the insurance got me a new car.. but really it was jinxed.
Subsequent surgeries always reminded me I was still alive, whether it is ice cream or a vacation I always lived it one step ahead happy to make it to the next day.
OK hand surgery at 28 did not result in two goats named Sid and Eeyore.I finally said no to a treat.. The goats well as cute as they were.. Not my thing…What do you do with goats in Seattle?
I slowed down on all this when the tumors were removed out of my stomach at thirty. The same sick I had been all my life was gone.. There was finally a reason for my being ill my whole life and now they found it and it was gone.
LIFE CHANGED.
I slowed down a bit.
I went back to work and just breathed life in for a change.. I realized I was a death cheater and here to enjoy the ride.. And I needed to be here for my small child.
But the haphazard fun me is still there.. The I WANT IT NOW Gidget.
I get a thrill out of the small fun things. I realized today I belong HERE.. The Midwest is doing wonders for me. My skin is fantastic, my hair loves me and I am truly happy most of the time. The west coast was too well west coast and I might not adjust to changes as well there.
Case in point.. My church St stan’s had polish dinner tonight.. Now although I was perfectly fine being a half English-half german muttly back home I have embraced my in-laws Polishness. I miss community. It reminds me of visiting family in jersey. People sitting around eating huge plates of fattening yummy food.. Some of them talking in polish and all them friendly. I don’t ever remember friendly like this at all in church in Seattle. And IN Fremont in California.. Never..
But then little things creep back in and I miss the west coast spoiledness of my being..
I drove to return my redbox to the Kroger as someone in the house needed limes and they carry Lacroix water.
I never ever shop Kroger as it’s too pricy for my liking.. And I didn’t even know they had a health food section. So as I wandered down the aisle with all the soaps I was fixated. I remembered a time when Tammy and I would forgoe food at the grocers to buy Kiss my face soaps so we smelled good.. Awe the smell of peaceful patchouli. Olive oil soap and natural toothpaste made with aloe vera.
So as I filled my cart with smelly goodies I probably can’t afford I reminded myself that being spoiled every once in awhile is ok.. And not only OK good for the soul and mind and body.. Especially if you smell good.
