hallo, all!
a quickie before i take off to con - stewart got my bid'ness card posted, and you can find it HERE!
wish us luck, no arrests, that kind of thing. tobie vows to make national news. whither tobie goest...
eek.
ok, nevermind wishing us luck - wish ATLANTA luck!
MUCH love (and geekiness),
-sam
Thursday, August 28, 2003
Wednesday, August 27, 2003
hello, all. i was hoping to have another treat for you - stewart has made me some uber-swanky bid'ness cards for con, and i was hoping to be able to show them to y'all before i left, but poor stewart has been swamped* with work and with life, and just couldn't get to it**.
-SO, i have decided to give you another treat. some of you have already seen it, some have not. here is my very first (pre-weblog) rant***. WARNING: DO NOT DRINK ANYTHING WHILE YOU ARE READING THIS!
enjoy, take care, i will see y'all after con!
xoxoxoxox
-s
note: both this stewart link and the rant link are a couple of the hidden "easter eggs" somewhere on my webpage!
*swamped, swamed and rodeole'd!
**plus he can't go to con, either. brett, ken, sounds like magic/geek therapy is in order for stewart!
***DO be sure to follow the three picture links within this rant! it's worth it! put down your drink!
-SO, i have decided to give you another treat. some of you have already seen it, some have not. here is my very first (pre-weblog) rant***. WARNING: DO NOT DRINK ANYTHING WHILE YOU ARE READING THIS!
enjoy, take care, i will see y'all after con!
xoxoxoxox
-s
note: both this stewart link and the rant link are a couple of the hidden "easter eggs" somewhere on my webpage!
*swamped, swamed and rodeole'd!
**plus he can't go to con, either. brett, ken, sounds like magic/geek therapy is in order for stewart!
***DO be sure to follow the three picture links within this rant! it's worth it! put down your drink!
Tuesday, August 26, 2003
jams, sorry about the accidentally posted partial love letter. it has been deleted, it WILL be completed.
anyway.
i was driving down 176 tonight* and i remembered another summer, another highway, a moment id forgotten completely. what a gift when you get a memory like this back.
charlyn was driving her mama's silver camaro (late 70's?) down I-10. or maybe up it, i can't remember. we were some direction on the route between bfe, louisiana and bfe, mississippi, anyway.
i was in the passenger seat, i think casey, john, joe, who-knows-who was in the back - maybe piled into the front, too. the car was full of kids.
charlyn's the oldest of the six of us. we** are all one year apart for six consecutive years (except joe and casey, who were born six months apart in the same year...),
so, charlyn was maybe 16, me 15, and so on.
we were zooming along, free, buncha kids' in a hot car - in more ways than one, it was bayou summer. we were probably rockin' out to steven tyler and the boys. (charlyn was in charge of the stereo. we probably had jerry jeff walker in there, too.)
it was a good day.
traffic was fairly light. we passed some folks, and we were passed, too. we flirted with all the guys on bikes - unless they were skanky. we tried to make the truckers honk, and stuck our bare, brown legs out of the window, feet propped on the side mirror, hair turned into cat-o-nine-tails by the wind.
charlyn had been bird-doggin' with this other car a little. i don't remember what it was, but i seem to recall "muscle". there were kids in that car, too. boys and girls, all older than us. maybe going back to tulane for the summer.
we'd been sharing road with them for a few miles when suddenly they pulled alongside us, on my side of the car, yelling, cheering, flipping us off. they were angry, yelling, "F@#K YOU!" and making fists.
i couldn't believe it! i had nodded at them a couple of times as we passed, maybe even waved, in the beginning. i looked over to charlyn, and she shrugged, all innocence, and then it broke into a grinch-like grin. i followed the curve of her smile up and along her arm to where her hand stuck out the window - presumable resting on the roof. she'd been flipping them a constant, patented charlyn-delane-willliams skinny little crooked-ass big-knuckle bird for at least a mile by then.
i couldn't help but laugh. i gathered the courage to flip them off too, and then just prayed that charlyn would have the wherewithal to get the hell away from them.
she did.
she still does.
thanks for the memory,
and may you all always have the wherewithal. sally forth!
-s
anyway.
i was driving down 176 tonight* and i remembered another summer, another highway, a moment id forgotten completely. what a gift when you get a memory like this back.
charlyn was driving her mama's silver camaro (late 70's?) down I-10. or maybe up it, i can't remember. we were some direction on the route between bfe, louisiana and bfe, mississippi, anyway.
i was in the passenger seat, i think casey, john, joe, who-knows-who was in the back - maybe piled into the front, too. the car was full of kids.
charlyn's the oldest of the six of us. we** are all one year apart for six consecutive years (except joe and casey, who were born six months apart in the same year...),
so, charlyn was maybe 16, me 15, and so on.
we were zooming along, free, buncha kids' in a hot car - in more ways than one, it was bayou summer. we were probably rockin' out to steven tyler and the boys. (charlyn was in charge of the stereo. we probably had jerry jeff walker in there, too.)
it was a good day.
traffic was fairly light. we passed some folks, and we were passed, too. we flirted with all the guys on bikes - unless they were skanky. we tried to make the truckers honk, and stuck our bare, brown legs out of the window, feet propped on the side mirror, hair turned into cat-o-nine-tails by the wind.
charlyn had been bird-doggin' with this other car a little. i don't remember what it was, but i seem to recall "muscle". there were kids in that car, too. boys and girls, all older than us. maybe going back to tulane for the summer.
we'd been sharing road with them for a few miles when suddenly they pulled alongside us, on my side of the car, yelling, cheering, flipping us off. they were angry, yelling, "F@#K YOU!" and making fists.
i couldn't believe it! i had nodded at them a couple of times as we passed, maybe even waved, in the beginning. i looked over to charlyn, and she shrugged, all innocence, and then it broke into a grinch-like grin. i followed the curve of her smile up and along her arm to where her hand stuck out the window - presumable resting on the roof. she'd been flipping them a constant, patented charlyn-delane-willliams skinny little crooked-ass big-knuckle bird for at least a mile by then.
i couldn't help but laugh. i gathered the courage to flip them off too, and then just prayed that charlyn would have the wherewithal to get the hell away from them.
she did.
she still does.
thanks for the memory,
and may you all always have the wherewithal. sally forth!
-s
Sunday, August 24, 2003
how happy a day i've had...
i NEVER write drunk... i'm NEVER drunk.... BUT TODAY! whee! (even now, at 10:45 pm, buffy is standing here, telling me about marguerita loveliness... wheeee!)
today has been SO wonderful, we have had roadtrip and fabulous food (MY BRI-BRO MADE FRIED CHICKEN - omg, mm! - and good movie (WAY BAD STONE! SEE IT OW!) and then jack-in-the woodsing with my lovely court... what a day. this year, i have truly been celebrated. i cannot believe my blessing of friends. they treat me as a geek-queen, and i fell compelled to be worthy. who could be more lucky than i? who could be more blessed?
hard days come, and will come again, and hopefully i will remember these days. my courtier darrell said: as long as either one of us are alive, you will live forever.
mother-!@#$'in MOO!
universe willing, i be worthy.
xoxoxo
(as brett says) - our "inebriated" friend,
-sam
i NEVER write drunk... i'm NEVER drunk.... BUT TODAY! whee! (even now, at 10:45 pm, buffy is standing here, telling me about marguerita loveliness... wheeee!)
today has been SO wonderful, we have had roadtrip and fabulous food (MY BRI-BRO MADE FRIED CHICKEN - omg, mm! - and good movie (WAY BAD STONE! SEE IT OW!) and then jack-in-the woodsing with my lovely court... what a day. this year, i have truly been celebrated. i cannot believe my blessing of friends. they treat me as a geek-queen, and i fell compelled to be worthy. who could be more lucky than i? who could be more blessed?
hard days come, and will come again, and hopefully i will remember these days. my courtier darrell said: as long as either one of us are alive, you will live forever.
mother-!@#$'in MOO!
universe willing, i be worthy.
xoxoxo
(as brett says) - our "inebriated" friend,
-sam
