sunglasses and kingcake babies....

that is what i find at the bottom of every purse that i pull out of my closet to change my stuff into.usually i score a lighter and an handful of pennies as well,but always the sunglasses and the king cake babies.what i wonder is where all the babies are coming from.i will attest that i always manage to eat a piece of king cake every year for mardi gras.....but to amass that many babies is kinda incredible,and yet there they are lurking in the bottom of all my bags.

so anyways....i am soooo worn out from this weekend.i got to see a bunch of interesting people though.on friday night it was all stormy,and i overcame the urge to stay in my dry little studio,i wrangled up boss and we went to hang at my friend mike's house.my girl LaLa was over there with her man,mr.eddie.later on mo(another friend of mine from way way back in the day whom i had not seen in a dog's age)showed up and we ended up talking crazy about lionel ritchie's video for hello(basically a debate about who was stalking who in that situation) and german engineering and mo and i did the whole crashcart down memory lane thing.boss was off the chain,rather excitable and feeling rather KABOOM(she had been drinking with a viking juggernaut earlier in the evening).mo was being hilarious(as per usual,he is a comic) and watching the two of them interact was ridiculous.

saturday i woke up kinda late,but managed to get all my errands done.i also was feeling kinda like an ass for ignoring that dame lately,so i decided to go to lunch with her at my favorite mexican(right now)but she brought that guy that is living with her.she's madly in love with him,and he's platonically sharing her bed.i don't get it.he's not all that interesting,he isn't all that handsome.but she is not exactly known for her taste in men.basically they sat there bitching about how much they hate memphis.i will admit that i had been thinking about moving away,but in that moment i realized that i really love this city.i got a little bit "feh" at them for running it down like they were.i was thinking "THEN FUCKING LEAVE!!!" it's kind of like the way that brothers and sisters will tease eachother,but let someone else talk shit about them and suddenly those are fightin words.that is the way i feel about memphis.the one bright point is that they has one of his friends there.some really cheerful gypsy punk type from the bay area.he was a doll and our side of the booth was a rather merry place.their side of the booth was all dour bitching.after lunch i took the dame with me to the beauty supply store.she is on the warpath to do something different with her hair.at this point she is doing something that i told her was a bad idea,but she is the type to do it anyways.at least i am not the one doing it.after the debacle of her wanting to go blonde a couple of years ago,i refuse to attempt anything that i have reservations about.eventually i dropped her off at her place and she seemed a bit pissy at me.i am really really okay with that.

last night was insane once i caught up with all the ladies late.we decided to go out to earnestine and hazel's.it's one of my favorite bars downtown.it used to be a brothel.we were going down there to meet up with shadow and some friends of his in from out of town.we thought that he had already gotten the wifey safely home to bed(so we wouldn't have to suffer her exsistance) but no,it was unfortunate,but there she was.she bitched about having nausea because she is taking chantix and still smoking,so they were leaving.my sisters and i did manage to hijack the seattle chick out of their entourage though.she stayed out with us and we listened to all this fantastic old soul on the juke box.we split a soul burger and drank and talked shit and danced.i needed a night out with my sisters.i felt bad for shadow that he had to go home with that bitch wife of his,but he is the one who stays in that nightmare of a marriage.oh well.

so today i have done nothing.i took a long bath,i gave myself a manicure.i lounged around my house and read until it was time to come to work.feh.at least i had an interesting weekend.