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He

Kept me safe when I needed it most.
And yet always the effervescent host

Loves me and almost all my flaws
Even the ones that come on paws

Has my heart at all times whenever
While I continue to love him forever

 

June 24

Watching Seinfeld. Pretty much for the first time. I know I was tuned in to the program during a formative part of my youth.  That was at least 3 lifetimes ago though.  Continue reading June 24

June 22

I am a singular person and a walking cliche.

I move through the line
Aware of the appearance
Still wondering
How far I can go.

Self awareness is not comfortable
It averages out well if you
stay true and humble
What I think of me matters

In search of healthy conflict
I know the key to surviving
is wrapped in acceptance
Loving east as I move west.

It warms my heart
Enveloped in the bestDaily life I’ve ever known
Alone for the first time.

These Precious Things

Dear god, help me.

I want to play Heroes of the Storm so frickin bad.

The main chink in my gaming armor is Starcraft. Kerrigan is a rare female in the gaming world. She’s truly feminine yet she’s one of the darkest super-villians ever created, regardless of gender.  Her superpower is basically intuition and her soft spot is true love.  She’s sexy as hell – think Jean Gray meets Mystique meets Nightcrawler.

jean_grey_by_quibly-d57upyk Mystique_2000 Nightcrawler_by_spiderguile

I haven’t even caught up on the expansion to Starcraft II yet.  Adult life can be that way sometimes.  Now I have to play it before PAX.  Gamer life can be that way sometimes.

The Gloryholes

Do women wear less and less clothing as every festival winds down or is it just a punk thing?  Clothing should never be a reason to stay home.

 

I want The Gloryholes to play my birthday.  You think I’m kidding but I’m not.  I won’t rule anything out until I actually hear the word NO.

Sunday

Any party at the P&H on Sunday is worth the cover. Even if you are here alone, this is a magical place and should be respected. Or maybe I have a crush on the owner. Who cares? The weekend of punk in Memphis is spectacular and as one of the geriatric punks, Sunday fits the format.

High energy, practiced, fun shows from performers that have fun even when there’s no audience. It helps that I have date rape fantasies about the band members. I also love a good show.

Cover music is always fun. It’s better than karaoke and people are less afraid to dance to songs from their youth.

It’s hot in here. Fo sho.

FOMO?

lampmpf2015I was at the Lamp earlier.

I want to go on record that fear is the mind killer and should not be used for motivation. No matter how cute the acronym is.

Fotos

The first day of Memphis Punk Fest was rocktacular.  I reserve a special place in my heart for metal bands.  I love the energy and passion pouring out of these bands.  The fans take that and serve it right back up so there’s a continuous loop of loud fun and reckless abandon.

This amazing artist has my next owl in her magic hands.
This amazing artist has my next owl in her magic hands.

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100 posts

I’m dedicating my 100th post to the Memphis Punk Festival. I just showed up for the opening show at Murphy’s. The crowd is high energy and ready to go. I’m here early because at 7pm I need to go visit Amurica for the Spillit slam. The theme is music, so I feel like it’s a respectable detour from the festival. Not to mention I can’t wait to tell a story. After that, all music all the time. Or something.

I’m terrified.  Of the stage, not the story.  I don’t have all my details hammered down but I’ve gone over the idea for almost a month.  I just need to go up there and not stumble on my words.  I even wore sexy underwear for luck.

The band just started up and everyone came alive.  It’s superb metal.  I think Spit is playing.  I wanted to stay for the Cheerbleeders especially but it doesn’t look like I’ll get the chance.  There’s something about scream-singing that comforts me.  I want to believe I could find that thick mix of honey and gravel deep down in my own chest but I would probably giggle when I try.

And now I have a crush on the bass player.  He looks like a handsome version of my 9th grade boyfriend.

Heads nodding
In approval
Bodies jitter
To the beat
Noise wavesCrashing against
Faces and walls
Excitement mixed
with body odor
and heat.