6.18.06

Category: dribblings

wow, what a lazy/busy skank i’ve been.

i guess i should get some bad news out of the way first. i hate to have to be the bearer of bad news, but i guess as Mayor of Crazytown it should fall upon my shoulders because i really don’t have any underlings to pass that job off on. Crazytown does not have a town crier. We need one though, so send your resumes to
lizfinlayson@hotmail.com (i love doing that.)

anyway. the bad news in Crazytown is that we no longer have Lola. she isn’t dead yet, mind. she’s just not residing in Crazytown anymore. she’s moved on to what i can only assume to be a better place. her white trash family has installed a new and shiny chain-linked fence around the house and has closed the gate with no less than four (4) combination locks. you know, to keep the riff-raff out.

yeah. like they really needed a fence. that house has a forcefield of piss around it so strong that even ANIMALS don’t go near it.

Crazy Margaret is taking it well. if you consider 1 minute intervals every 15 minutes “well”. it’s during that 1 minute she asks for $5. i turned her down again today. it was hard to do, but everyone says i should totally stop giving her money. i haven’t given her any money in about 6 weeks. but now she’s taking to hardcore begging and i feel like a COMPLETE HORRIBLE PERSON for not giving her five measely bucks.

i’ve also been feeling guilty for not asking these dudes at the mall if they needed a jump. i know that sounds really dumb, but it’s my thing. i may not be able to fix the problem but i can at least ask. i mean, two weeks ago this kid was broken down in the BoE parking lot and i walked over to see if he needed a jump. unfortunately, his car needed more than a jump, but i was able to give the guy a cigarette. and that seemed to help a great deal.

i’m not good at doing what God wants me to do. if God says, “jaimie, go pray for that person.” i’m all, “LALALALALA! CAN’T HEAR YOU! LALALALALAA!” but long before he used to ask me to do hard things, like praying or talking about praying, he blessed me with jumper cables and a heart for people with car trouble. and when i ignore those things, the things i know i can handle, it just feels 10 times more sad and icky than when i wuss out on seemingly important things like praying for sick people.

ew, sick people.

hee.

ANYWAY let’s not talk about such serious things as prayer and jumper cables. let’s talk about my super fantastic weekend.

yesterday my fam, flippy, and best went to Chattanooga to the Riverbend Fest. we had FREE TICKETS and FANTASTIC SEATS to see the Derek Trucks Band AND, AND, AND! The Allman Bros. Band! i know, you’re wondering how all these awesome things happen to me, right? well, it’s just the perks of being Mayor of Crazytown. The ABB played for TWO HOURS. HOT DOG! HOW COOL IS THAT?! i tell you Warren Haynes and Derek Trucks KILLED those guitars. and even Gregg played guitar on “Melissa”. dad and i discussed the show today.

“jaimie, wasn’t that an incredible show last night?”

“yeah, one of the best ever.”

“i know! think about it, they tour all the time and they NEVER have to put out a new album. i mean, what was the last album they made that isn’t a live show?”

“i dunno. but that part seems sad to me.”

“but it just goes to show how much people love to hear them.”

“oh i hear you, it’s just that…there’s nothing new…for them. i know they could sell out places every night and play the same popular songs over and over. and they’d do it well, and with as much passion as ever. but honestly? watching gregg allman sing “Whipping Post” last night? it was like he was singing “Whipping Post” about having to sing “Whipping Post”.”

dad lost it. ‘cos it’s kinda true. don’t get me wrong, those boys played their guts out last night. in fact, everytime i’ve had the honor of seeing them they’ve played their guts out. how do they keep doing it? i don’t know.

and as an awesome bonus? they played Soulshine.
before they went on dad asked what song i thought they’d open with.
“i hope it’s “One Way Out”,” i said.

“i bet it’s “Southbound”,” he said.

we were both wrong, but the third song was “Southbound” and the fourth song was “One Way Out”. hee. we are lucky bitches.

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