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So the goal was to calm my life down after my birthday.
I want to exercise, go to bed early, make time to meditate and to be honest, my main goal was to catch up on my netflix.
I have had the same 3 movies for 6 weeks! That is not cost effective, people.
But life has had other plans for me.
My life has continued at warp speed. Like a paparazzo that keeps snapping me here and there.
Click!
Went on date #2 with the Funny Goth Man (FGM) to see Bob Mould's solo show at the Hotel Cafe.
On the way there, I was telling FGM about my karaoke party.
"People always sing the same songs whenever you go to karaoke," he says.
"Yeah," I agree
"Like there is always someone who does Stairway to Heaven or Baby Got Back,"
"Totally" I laugh with him about "those people"
"And like there is always that girl who sings 'Black Velvet'.
Halt the brakes.
"What? I sing 'Black Velvet'." I screech
"Well...then...you are THAT girl."
"No, no one ever sings that song."
"Yeah, cuz you are singing it. That is a terrible song. And you are the one singing it."
The date still went well. Bob Mould was great. Stephen Trask (woo) got up on stage and performed with him.
Fun night.
And the fact that I was that girl did NOT ruin the night even if it made him question my musical tastes.
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Click!
Went to a reading of Georgina Spelvin a 73 year old former porn star who read from her new book.
The crowd was a little uh...hm...hard to figure out.
Crazy older ladies who looked like they live with cats and write political blogs, aging hipster men, younger hipster men and My Neighbor Lisa and I.
You would think there would be some juicy stuff.
She even started the reading by saying, "The first half of the book is intentionally graphic."
To be honest, the part she read was actually not titillating at all.
Maybe that is a trick to make you buy the book.
Or maybe we have different ideas of what "graphic" is.
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Click!
Went to a reading of a book called Mock Stars. It was about the alternative comics like David Cross and Maria Bamford. Several of the comics listed were supposed to perform after the reading.
The reading itself was kind of painful. I am not sure if it was the author's cold or his lack of speaking skills but something that should have been funny turned out to feel like listening to an aging porn star talk about the car that drove her to the porn shoot rather than the porn shoot.
"porn shoot" sounds dirty for some reason to me.
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Click!
Went to the M. Ward show at the Henry Fonda. It was my Christmas present from Mads and Jazzy. Met up with Jazzy and Louis and Tamara at Louis's. I adore Louis. He is so full of smiles and good smells. The show was awesome. I loved the opening band Delta Spirit too.
Found Mads and we hung out for a little bit.
Jazzy: "there are so many cute boys here in western shirts and with asian girlfriends"
Me: "yup"
AT THE END OF THE NIGHT
Jazzy: "I guess you have to be a cute asian girl to have a boyfriend at this concert"
Me: "You look kind of asian"
Jazzy: "I guess that's not enough" she said half pretending to cry and half dancing as we wandered back to her car.
We ended up at the 101 bringing ourselves into a food coma the way you do after a good concert as the night turns to morning.
Or mourning if you are Jazzy wishing she was an asian girl with boy in a western shirt.
Potato/Potahto when it hits 2am. But that is just my opinion.
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Click!
Had Date #3 with FGM. We went to karaoke.
The text I received from him during the day said: I am looking forward to tonight but there is one condition and this isn't negotiable.
I wrote back: I will not sing Black Velvet. Was that the condition?
He wrote back: Correct. Are you psychic?
We ended up at the Corbin Bowl in Tarzana where he proceeded to sing NIN's "Closer" and Marilyn Manson's "Beautiful People". I sang Tracy Ullman's "They Don't Know About Us" and INXS's "Never Tear Us Apart".
I begin to wonder how I never knew I was THAT girl and what other songs peg me.
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Click!
I tell Mads about the Black Velvet comment.
Mads: "Yeah, I hate that song too."
Me: "What?"
Mads: "I mean, it's fine when you sing it, but, yeah, he's right, it's a crappy song."
How did I not know this?
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Click!
Got the call from Derek that there was a little spur of the moment get together at the Malibu place that a certain singer from the Police rents out to a certain Big Name Director.
So Mads and I wrangled the gang and joined Derek's little party where Big Name Director remembered my name. It was right on the beach in the Malibu Colony. I drank some Pomegranate tequila and it was soooo good. I caught up with old friends, made new friends, ate pizza and Girl Scout Cookies (Um...didn't I just diet?)
It was a calm little fete.
Not a bad way to spend a Saturday night especially when I was planning to stay home.
----------------------
Click!
Went with PM to a gallery downtown for a cd release party of Nat King Cole after we had dinner at Pete's (mmmmm bleu cheese fries....did I forget that I am not naturally thin? Seriously Kirsten...reign it in). The cd party was quite packed but we found a good corner to people watch and dance to the cool tunes that were playing.
We left the party and headed to Bar 107.
Outside the bar, I saw a man cutting a woman's hair. It was the Hair Cowboy, Kanu Saul who cut my hair sooo many years ago. I chatted with him as he cut her hair. We talked about Daniel, My Neighbor Lisa's friend who did a short film about Kanu. He hugged me good-bye as I reassured the gal whose hair he was cutting that his cut was my best cut EVER!
We walked into Bar 107 and grabbed seats at the bar.
I told PM about what the FGM said about Black Velvet.
"Yeah, I hate that song too. And yeah, it was okay when you sang it but yeah, you are THAT girl."
I was stunned.
I don't even LOVE the song. I just have fun singing it for some reason.
But I have officially taken it off my roster.
Who knew that it brought that reaction out of people?
I usually am better tuned in to shit like that.
At least I don't do "I Will Survive". I don't want to be EVERY damn girl at karaoke.
PM and I struck up a conversation with two guys who had the same wristbands we did from the gallery. Turns out one of the guys is a co-owner in the gallery. Small world.
PM and I chatted with them and then felt the pull of the clock and headed back home.
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Click!
Tonight I am meeting a young handsome artist. Only reason is because...he is cute.
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Click!
Tomorrow is the Art Loft party after the downtown Art Walk that I hope I will have enough energy to attend.
-----------------------
My goal is still to exercise, eat right, go to bed early AND watch Netflix.
It's good to have goals.
But when the camera keeps taking snapshots of my life, I have to pose.
And pose I will.
Click! Click! Click!
I want to exercise, go to bed early, make time to meditate and to be honest, my main goal was to catch up on my netflix.
I have had the same 3 movies for 6 weeks! That is not cost effective, people.
But life has had other plans for me.
My life has continued at warp speed. Like a paparazzo that keeps snapping me here and there.
Click!
Went on date #2 with the Funny Goth Man (FGM) to see Bob Mould's solo show at the Hotel Cafe.
On the way there, I was telling FGM about my karaoke party.
"People always sing the same songs whenever you go to karaoke," he says.
"Yeah," I agree
"Like there is always someone who does Stairway to Heaven or Baby Got Back,"
"Totally" I laugh with him about "those people"
"And like there is always that girl who sings 'Black Velvet'.
Halt the brakes.
"What? I sing 'Black Velvet'." I screech
"Well...then...you are THAT girl."
"No, no one ever sings that song."
"Yeah, cuz you are singing it. That is a terrible song. And you are the one singing it."
The date still went well. Bob Mould was great. Stephen Trask (woo) got up on stage and performed with him.
Fun night.
And the fact that I was that girl did NOT ruin the night even if it made him question my musical tastes.
--------------------
Click!
Went to a reading of Georgina Spelvin a 73 year old former porn star who read from her new book.
The crowd was a little uh...hm...hard to figure out.
Crazy older ladies who looked like they live with cats and write political blogs, aging hipster men, younger hipster men and My Neighbor Lisa and I.
You would think there would be some juicy stuff.
She even started the reading by saying, "The first half of the book is intentionally graphic."
To be honest, the part she read was actually not titillating at all.
Maybe that is a trick to make you buy the book.
Or maybe we have different ideas of what "graphic" is.
---------------------
Click!
Went to a reading of a book called Mock Stars. It was about the alternative comics like David Cross and Maria Bamford. Several of the comics listed were supposed to perform after the reading.
The reading itself was kind of painful. I am not sure if it was the author's cold or his lack of speaking skills but something that should have been funny turned out to feel like listening to an aging porn star talk about the car that drove her to the porn shoot rather than the porn shoot.
"porn shoot" sounds dirty for some reason to me.
---------------------
Click!
Went to the M. Ward show at the Henry Fonda. It was my Christmas present from Mads and Jazzy. Met up with Jazzy and Louis and Tamara at Louis's. I adore Louis. He is so full of smiles and good smells. The show was awesome. I loved the opening band Delta Spirit too.
Found Mads and we hung out for a little bit.
Jazzy: "there are so many cute boys here in western shirts and with asian girlfriends"
Me: "yup"
AT THE END OF THE NIGHT
Jazzy: "I guess you have to be a cute asian girl to have a boyfriend at this concert"
Me: "You look kind of asian"
Jazzy: "I guess that's not enough" she said half pretending to cry and half dancing as we wandered back to her car.
We ended up at the 101 bringing ourselves into a food coma the way you do after a good concert as the night turns to morning.
Or mourning if you are Jazzy wishing she was an asian girl with boy in a western shirt.
Potato/Potahto when it hits 2am. But that is just my opinion.
----------------------
Click!
Had Date #3 with FGM. We went to karaoke.
The text I received from him during the day said: I am looking forward to tonight but there is one condition and this isn't negotiable.
I wrote back: I will not sing Black Velvet. Was that the condition?
He wrote back: Correct. Are you psychic?
We ended up at the Corbin Bowl in Tarzana where he proceeded to sing NIN's "Closer" and Marilyn Manson's "Beautiful People". I sang Tracy Ullman's "They Don't Know About Us" and INXS's "Never Tear Us Apart".
I begin to wonder how I never knew I was THAT girl and what other songs peg me.
-----------------------
Click!
I tell Mads about the Black Velvet comment.
Mads: "Yeah, I hate that song too."
Me: "What?"
Mads: "I mean, it's fine when you sing it, but, yeah, he's right, it's a crappy song."
How did I not know this?
----------------------
Click!
Got the call from Derek that there was a little spur of the moment get together at the Malibu place that a certain singer from the Police rents out to a certain Big Name Director.
So Mads and I wrangled the gang and joined Derek's little party where Big Name Director remembered my name. It was right on the beach in the Malibu Colony. I drank some Pomegranate tequila and it was soooo good. I caught up with old friends, made new friends, ate pizza and Girl Scout Cookies (Um...didn't I just diet?)
It was a calm little fete.
Not a bad way to spend a Saturday night especially when I was planning to stay home.
----------------------
Click!
Went with PM to a gallery downtown for a cd release party of Nat King Cole after we had dinner at Pete's (mmmmm bleu cheese fries....did I forget that I am not naturally thin? Seriously Kirsten...reign it in). The cd party was quite packed but we found a good corner to people watch and dance to the cool tunes that were playing.
We left the party and headed to Bar 107.
Outside the bar, I saw a man cutting a woman's hair. It was the Hair Cowboy, Kanu Saul who cut my hair sooo many years ago. I chatted with him as he cut her hair. We talked about Daniel, My Neighbor Lisa's friend who did a short film about Kanu. He hugged me good-bye as I reassured the gal whose hair he was cutting that his cut was my best cut EVER!
We walked into Bar 107 and grabbed seats at the bar.
I told PM about what the FGM said about Black Velvet.
"Yeah, I hate that song too. And yeah, it was okay when you sang it but yeah, you are THAT girl."
I was stunned.
I don't even LOVE the song. I just have fun singing it for some reason.
But I have officially taken it off my roster.
Who knew that it brought that reaction out of people?
I usually am better tuned in to shit like that.
At least I don't do "I Will Survive". I don't want to be EVERY damn girl at karaoke.
PM and I struck up a conversation with two guys who had the same wristbands we did from the gallery. Turns out one of the guys is a co-owner in the gallery. Small world.
PM and I chatted with them and then felt the pull of the clock and headed back home.
-----------------------
Click!
Tonight I am meeting a young handsome artist. Only reason is because...he is cute.
-----------------------
Click!
Tomorrow is the Art Loft party after the downtown Art Walk that I hope I will have enough energy to attend.
-----------------------
My goal is still to exercise, eat right, go to bed early AND watch Netflix.
It's good to have goals.
But when the camera keeps taking snapshots of my life, I have to pose.
And pose I will.
Click! Click! Click!