Wednesday, December 14, 2005

Top 3 songs of 2005

I have been trying to come up with my "top 3" songs. Not albums. There is no such thing as an album anymore I think. Sad.

I can't seem to come up with less then 13 songs. There was a lot of good music released this year.

Here are my top 13 at the moment. This may change before my show tommorow morning.

  1. What I'm Trying to Say by the Stars from Set Yourself on Fire
  2. Maple Leaves (7" Version) by Jens Lekman from Oh You're So Silent Jens
  3. The Predatory Wasp Of The Palisades Is Out To Get Us! by Sufjan Stevens from Come On Feel The Illinoise!
  4. Kevin Is Gay by Giant Drag from Heart and Unicorns
  5. Lullaby For Scout In Ten Years by Scout Niblett from Kidnapped By Neptune
  6. My Balancing Act by Jason Anderson from The Wreath
  7. Michael A Grammar by Broadcast from Tender Buttons
  8. Trampoline by Page France from Hello, Dear Wind
  9. Secret Someones by Laura Veirs from Year of Meteors
  10. Swimmers by Broken Social Scene from Broken Social Scene
  11. Various Stages by Great Lake Swimmers from Bodies And Minds
  12. Heartbeats by José González from Veneer
  13. Heat by Robo Sapien from Robo Sapien

Monday, December 12, 2005


I think this is going to be another "all snow-all winter" winter. Last year it never went away.

When it first started falling about a month ago I was in love with the beautiful big puffy flakes falling from the #4B5257 sky.

Now the honeymoon is over and it's not even Christmas yet. Ugh.

Friday, December 09, 2005

One Week Later

It's been a whole week since updates. I have no good excuse. I have just been lazy about it. I have been lazy about everything this past week. Emotionaly lazy I think. Doesn't matter, I'm here now.

I have today off work. I'm glad about that. I did not get much sleep last night. I was having all kinds of nightmares and the wind was blowing so hard it was causing the trees in the backyard to rub against electrical wires and throw sparks. I thought there was lightening out there because of all the flashing light.

Last weekend Monica and I went to Ikea. She wanted some stuff for her new place. We spent about 4 hours there. I think Monica bought more then she thought she would. You be the judge, the photo at the right is her going over her Ikea receipt when we stopped for coffee before we headed back to Cleveland.

Friday, December 02, 2005

Reason #134 why many friends have moved away from Cleveland

It was a frightening drive in to work today. Very slick and none of us are used to driving in this weather yet.

It's really beautiful out there now tho. I may take a walk at lunch time and take some pics.

Thursday, December 01, 2005

Hey hey hey, you on the trampoline.

I have been in such a crappy mood lately. The one thing that has made me feel a little bit better is that I hear other people saying the same thing.

When I realize I am in a sad, bad mood for no good reason... I start to worry that a real reason will come along. Then I get mad at myself for so much self-pity. But that doesn't really change my mood.

But maybe there is a good reason. Maybe it's because the holidays are coming up. It's so cliche...but the older you get, the more a pain in the butt "holidays" are.

Another reason for the bad mood....I will be 41 soon. Ugh. I hate to even type it out. I could just kick the ass of my 26 year old self that insisted that "age will NEVER matter to me. It's all in your head!!!!" What an ass I was.

Okay. Enough. I'm tired of the self pity. Yes...this is boring me too.

Reasons to be happy. I have tons.
1. My friends and loved ones. I am very lucky to have so many.
2. Jens Lekman. I just love his music.
3. My car will be paid off this month. I can't believe it. AND IT STILL RUNS!!!
4. I have a good job. Sure, the pay is totally crappy...but it's an important job and I can update my blog on the clock.
5. I have a scooter. That little 2 wheeled, red, beat-up hunk of steel and engine, brings me more happiness then you would imagine. I LOVE riding it. I am hoping win the cold weather challenge this year.

Saturday, November 26, 2005

Turkey Day Weekend

I'm sitting at the Arabica on E. 185th right now. I am surrounded by folks waiting to go to their AA meeting in the offices above the coffee shop. They tend to be a little bit loud but the good thing is this is a non-smoking Arabica. The AA folk also tend to smoke a lot too.

I had such a nice Thanksgiving Day. It started out with me doing my radio show. I started the show with the
Extra Action Marching Band doing a song called Sexy Fat Guy. They are a deliciously seedie wacked out marching band from San Francisco (big surprise there huh?) who likes to march in the dark. Their music is fabulous.

Pat, a friend I met through doing my show was in the Cleveland area for the holiday so he came down and did the show with me. Whenever I have guests, the time just flies.

After my show I went out to my car and tried to remove the candy coating Mother Nature had left for me. It was soooo icy cold. The picture to the left is the view through my front window on the drive home.

Before I went to Deb and Eric's place for Thanksgiving dinner I made two different carrot dishes. Curry-Cilantro and Orange Ginger carrots. Both turned out really good. After trying a few of the curry-cilantro ones I was thinking to myself, these are soooo good. Since I am making an effort to eat healthier, why don't I make this kind of thing more often. Then I realized, the reason they are so damn tasty is because there was a half a stick of butter in the recipe. So much for a healthy new vegetable dish.

Dinner was amazing. Everyone brought amazingly fabulous dishes. Dan P. made mincemeat tarts with actual "meat". I guess that is the way they were originally prepared, and Dan P. is a stickler to that sort of thing. I tried one. I really did not taste ANY meat at all. It just tasted like apple cinnamon and raisins. Dan M. brought his traditional southern Mac and Cheese. I forgot the heart paddles out in the car so I only had a small bit of it. Calvin brought some sweet potatoes, always a fave of mine... Danielle brought tasty pumpkin pies and her new squeeze. James brought some amazing pierogies. There was tons of food, tons of wine, and lots of hilarious conversation. Deb and Eric are so generous for having everyone over and making such a wonderful dinner. I'm very lucky for being included. I can't think of a better way to spend Thanksgiving dinner.

Oh yeah, there's that whole, "spend the holidays with family" thing. My family has always been very casual about holiday meals. As long as contact is made with at least a phone call, they are happy. I really think my mom prefers a quiet dinner with just she and my father. My mom has never been a big fan of children. I think that is where I got my motherly instincts.

Today I got up early to help Monica move. I didn't really do much. I was there mostly for moral support. She had hired movers. "the Moving Magicians". I was worried all her stuff was going to disappear. They turned out to be okay. Very regular West Side guys. They were flirting with Monica the whole time. She really was so stressed about the whole move that it wasn't even registering with her. They asked her where her boyfriend was, why wasn't he helping. Oy.

After they got everything loaded onto the truck, they followed me over to Monica's new place. I just pointed out my window to the driveway and took off. Monica's parents were there and she is not out to them. They did not need to meet me today. I have not showered and am looking my most bull-dykiest. No need for that kind of drama this afternoon.

Well, I am going to head out to K-Mart or something like that to find some stuff for Monica's new place. She needs a bathroom rug, some cupboard liners and maybe a bottle of wine. I probably won't buy that at K-Mart.

Wednesday, November 23, 2005

Thankgiving Eve

I am so happy. I got the chance to have a day off. Yesterday at work I had a long day getting the World AIDS Day issue finished. I decided that today is all about me. Kinda.

I went to the West Side Market with Dan. I needed to buy some supplies for my carrot dishes I am bringing to Thanksgiving dinner with my friends. Gingered Carrots and Curry Cilantro Carrots. I thought I would try two different kinds this year. I just looove the carrots.

It's a tradition that when you go to the West Side Market with Dan, the first thing you do is go
get a bratwurst and saurkraut sandwich at the brat stand. Then you walk over to the coffee stand, get a nice hot cup o joe. Then you drag yr butt up a flight of stairs to an area that looks out over the market. It's really nice up there. You can enjoy yr spicy sandwich and hot coffee and play "point out the hot homos and cute lesbos".

We did that for about 15 minutes then made our way around the market.

At the gourmet chocolate and candies stand an old man was handing out giant spoonfulls of what looked to be caramel popcorn. It looked at though everyone was going up to him for communion. Being the good recovering Catholic that I am, I went up to get my body of christ. I asked him what it was, he said, "It's cheddar popcorn with a caramel coating, a handful of pure joy!"

Ya know what... he was right. It was a handful of pure joy.

Dan and I finished our visit to the market outside in the produce area where you walk down the aisle as people shout at you with all kinds of different accents letting you know that they have the "juciest" corn or the biggest melons or the cheapest lemons.

A lot of the vendors lean over the counter with an impaled bit of pineapple or apple on a knife for you to taste. I rarely do. Mostly because I get angry that they invite me to try it with "SIR, SIR!!"

Monday, November 21, 2005

Tired Monday Morning

I am sitting here trying to remember what happened this weekend and am totally blanking out. That doesn't happen to me very often.

I know that I subbed for the radio show "Music is my Boyfriend" on Sunday morning at 6am. Here is the playlist. I got lazy and set almost the whole show on my iPod the night before. Still pretty good music tho I think.

  • The 6ths - Kissing Things - Hyacinths and Thistles
    The 6ths - You You You You You - Hyacinths and Thistles
    The 6ths - San Diego Zoo - Wasp's Nests
    Aislers Set - Mission Bells - How I Learned to Write Backwards
    Aislers Set - Untitled - A House Full of Friends v/a
    Aislers Set - I've Been Mistreated - Terrible Things Happen
    Belle and Sebastian - Asleep on a Sunbeam - Dear Catastrophe Waitress
    Belle and Sebastian - Seeing Other People - If Yr Feeling Sinister
    Belle and Sebastian - Mary Jo - Tigermilk
    Bikini Kill - for Tammy Rae - Pussy Whipped
    Bikini Kill - Tony Randall - Reject All American
    Bikini Kill - Capri Pants - Reject All American
    The Blow - Pile of Gold - PDX Pop Now! v/a
    The Blow - Hey Boy - Poor Aim: Love Songs
    The Blow - Jet Ski Accidents - single
    The Breeders - Shocker in Gloomtown - Head to Toe
    The Breeders - I Just wanna get along - Last Splash
    The Breeders - Hellbound - Pod
    Camera Obscura - Shine Like a New Pin - Biggest Bluest HiFi
    Camera Obscura - The Sun on His Back - Biggest Bluest HiFi
    Camera Obscura - A Sister's Social Agony - Underachievers Please Try Harder
    Dressy Bessy - Just Once More - Dressy Bessy
    Dressy Bessy - Lipstick - Little Music
    Dressy Bessy - Just Like Henry - Pink Hearts Yellow Moons
    Laura Viers - Galaxies - Year of Meteors
    Viva Voce - High Highs - The Heat Can Melt Your Brain
    Jens Lekman - F-Word - Oh Yr So Silent Jens
    Microphones -Oh Anna - Tests
    Microphones - Karl Blau - The Glow Pt. 2
    Microphones - I Felt Your Shape - It was Hot We Stayed in the Water
    Stereolab - Captain Easychord - Oscilions from the Anti-Sun

Oh wait...the weekend is starting to come back to me. Friday night Leslie and Pete invited me over for dinner. they ordered take-out from Otani's. Very deelish. After dinner Leslie and I went and sat by the fire that Pete had built and talked til about midnight. It was so nice. We were laughing for hours.

On Saturday I took my mom to the hospital to see my dad. He was in very good spirits and looked healthier then I have seen him in a while. I think it's mostly because he is getting the sleep he needs there. He may come home today.

Saturday evening I walked to dinner with Ann. We went to a very packed Geraci's in University Heights. We saw Lee Fisher there. I believe he was getting some take-out. Ann and I both thought we knew him but didn't really know from where. I thought he was some sort of political person or maybe a newscaster....she thought he was a sports celebrity of some sort. He was dressed like a sports celebrity. Dinner was very good.

On Sunday, after doing the radio show I went and got a bagel then to coffee. I wanted to stick around but I was so tired I could barely keep my eyes open. I went home and layed around and made some art til about 4:30 when Monica called for a ride home from the airport. I had to take a weird round about trip to get there. The Browns game was just ending. I went over the Flats bridge on the shoreway. It was beautiful. The sun was just going down.

Friday, November 18, 2005

In from the ledge

Okay, I have calmed down. I am not ready to go to the VA and strangle someone. I am soooo happy yesterday is over tho. It was crazy.

My dad has a real doctor now. I KNOW the VA has real doctors and I respect them. I have a feeling that they probably have waaaaaaaay too much on their plates and not enuff funding from our fabulous Republican government. (Bastards!! VOTE VOTE VOTE in 2006!!!!!)

My doctor's visit went well. I like my doctor okay...but she doesn't have the best people skills sometimes. She did give me about $90 worth of free drugs. She doesn't have to make friendly chit-chat if she keeps throwing the free drugs at me!

After the doctors visit I took my mom to see my dad. Mom and I stopped for lunch on the way home. She wore her j
em sweater. I will probably take her again on Saturday morning.

After that I went home, spent some quality time with my little dog, then went to meet my friend Sabrina who was in town for a work-thing. We had a quick dinner at #1Pho on Superior. Very good Vietnamese place. Great fried tofu.

I stopped on the way home at the grocery store. Bought some dog food and some fat-free half and half. Walked out to my car and realized it was winter.

Thursday, November 17, 2005

Morning Anxiety

As I was putting gas in my car this morning, I was looking up at the stormy clouds in the sky, hoping that everything turns out okay today.

I have a doctor's appointment that I am worried about. I don't want to go but I have to.

My dad went into the hospital yesterday and my mom is pretty upset about it. Thankfully he's in the hospital. A real hospital. Not that Veteran's Hospital that he is supposed to go to. Those stupid bastards are useless. USELESS! My father is a diabetic with heart problems. He has horrible sores all over his shins. The VA gave him a quart bottle of iodine to put on the sores. That's ALLthose bastards did. He and my mother have been trying to call the VA to set up an appointment to have his legs looked at again. My mom and dad keep leaving messages. NOBODY IS CALLING THEM BACK!

Finally one of my brother's friends who is a doctor took a look at my dad. She said that he should have been in the hospital a long freaking time ago. I'm so angry right now. So angry.

Wednesday, November 16, 2005


I feel so good. When I got up this morning I went for a long walk with my little dog.

Usually I just just stumble out of bed, slip on some clog-like foot covering, throw a sweatshirt and sweatpants over my nightime lingerie of inside out t-shirt and boxer shorts. Then I go outside, drag Kozmo across the street to an empty lot, squeeze the poop out of him then start talking up the "wet food" so he will want to run back across the street so I can get back into bed, turn on Katie, Matt and Al.

Today I threw on some sneakers and decided that the little dog and I were going to walk to get today's Plain Dealer. He was quite thrilled about the idea.

It was a great walk. It felt like a November morning. Windy, big gray puffy clouds and chilly. The walk put me in such a good mood. I gotta try and do this every morning.

Monday, November 14, 2005

Flying Monkey Beers

Flying Monkey Beers
Originally uploaded by bitterbutter.

Remember how I mentioned being all excited about DJing at the Asterisk Gallery on Friday night? It was a bust. The person who normally loans out the audio/dj equipment pulled out. Rebecca and I got to the gallery to find out that all they had there was someone's home stereo set up. We couldn't have really "DJed". Tim who was in charge was playing pretty good music anyway on some mixed cds that I gave him a while ago. They really didn't need us so we went and had a few beers at the Flying Monkey.

The Flying Monkey is nice, but dreadfully hetero. Hetero is okay..but this was painfully so. Although the bartender was a supah hottie.

We waited for Beth and Dave to come meet us there. While we were there I put my foot soooooo far in my mouth that I am still trying to remove the skechers logo from my uvula.

Rebecca should have punched me in the nose. I would have felt much better. I have not done something THAT stupid in a long time. I am hoping not to do it again for a while.

After Dave and Beth got to the Flying Monkey I went and picked up Monica and she and I met Dave and Rebecca at the Bob Mould, Kristen Hersh show at the Grog. I was so upset...we got there just as Kristen Hersh ended. She was the real reason I wanted to go to that show. Although it was kinda cool to see Bob Mould. I loved Husker Du. I love Warehouse Songs and Stories although I think most true Du fans love Candy Apple Grey.

Creepy "Board" Driver

Creepy "Board" Driver
Originally uploaded by bitterbutter.
I was driving behind this guy on the way to work last week. Scrawled on the back of his trailer was "BOARD DRIVER, PLEASE FLASH!!!"

I thought maybe I could flash a 4th grade spelling book at him.

Friday, November 11, 2005

Veterans Day & 2 Minutes of Silence

I'm very excited, I am going to DJ tonite at Asterisk Gallery in Tremont (2393 Professor Ave) for a Wild Plum show. Rebecca is going to DJ with me. She is MC Bizzle, I am DJ Stine. (Her doing, not mine)

It's a volunteer gig so I hope there are at least some free eats and/or drinks available. Maybe a few glasses of cheap pink wine and little blocks of yellow cheese.

Monday, November 07, 2005

Such a nice weekend.

Scooter Ride on MLK
Originally uploaded by bitterbutter.

Saturday morning I got up early, hopped on my scooter and headed over to the Shaker Square farmer's market. I was worried about rain the entire ride but by the time I got to Shaker Square, the sun popped out from behind some dark gray clouds.

I walked through the market. There were a lot of what seemed to be very wealthy Pepper Pike type women there. Shopping not selling. I bought a jar of Apple-Cranberry butter, an AMAZINGLY delicious loaf of bread from a Lakewood breadmaker. It was still warm by the time I got home. I had to cut it up and freeze it or I may have eaten the whole loaf. I also bought a bar of "tranquility soap". It smelled very nice.

There were a couple of Amish families selling baked goods and vegetables. One guy selling expensive truffles. The chocolate kind. I felt bad for him. He was standing there with 4 round paper plates in front of him on a table with 3 or 4 broken up chocolate truffles on each plate. He was wearing a button up shirt with a pocket protector and a tie. Nothing about him or his display made me feel like indulging in something as sinful as chocolate truffles. The set-up felt more like I was going to ask for information on my 1040 short form.

On my way home from the market I came up for an idea for the Spaces benefit I was going to attend that night. The theme was Pink. I have a pink shirt but I wanted to do something a bit more interesting and/or interactive. I decided to have "pink-eye". I went home and made about 20 little pink eyeballs out of Sculpy. I put them on big safety pins and figured whoever I touched I would give pink eye to. I put one on myself and then put one on Monica. I put the rest in an Altoids tin and put it in my pocket. A lot of people got pink eye from me that night.

Dan P. came to the party as a pink "dirty hippie". He looked great although he reported having trouble eating because his moustache kept coming off and falling into his food.

The whole night was a lot of fun. Great food, fabulous decor, lots of friends. Oh...yeah...and open bar. That was nice too. Gin and tonics as far as the eye can see.

There was a fashion show too at the party. Calvin and Monica put their America's Next Top Model watching skills into action.

Downstairs in the actual gallery there was a silent auction. An unnamed friend thought the art had been better in past years. I have been to this event a couple of times. Maybe that's true. I am no expert. Not with art critique at least. I did like the "Gayola, wild plum crayon". I did not have the dough to bid.

I saw Edie and Ann there. They were not wearing pink but their cheeks probably were. They rode there on their bikes.

I also got to talk with someone who said he just loves my radio show. It's always nice to hear that sort of thing.

On Sunday I went to coffee and hung out for an hour or so while Dan P. kicked Dan M.'s and my ass at Scrabble. After coffee I went and hung out with Ann and helped her fold some laundry. She is helping out her sister who has 34 or 35 kids. (Not really...but more then 2 seems like a couple a' dozen to me) Ann bribed me with some delicious baked goods. She is a good cook. I have never had an undelicious item from her kitchen.

When I got home, Monica wanted to go for a walk so we went down to the lakefront. It was really exciting because of how fast the wind was blowing. The lake looked like an ocean. Kozmo seemed kind of unfazed by it. I was worried he would get blown away being he weighs about the same as the dirty wet blue grocery bags skimming across the parking lot of the park. He seemed to love it. He was running and barking into the wind like a crazy dog.

After that, Monica and I hopped in the car and went to Corky and Lenny's for some Mish-Mash Mahtzo ball soup. Soooooooo good. Sooooooo warm. It was the perfect end to such a cold windy November day.

Friday, November 04, 2005

Welcome to the dykehouse

Ya know, I used to be on top of all the hot homo gossip. Not anymore. I JUST found out that Heather Matarazzo came out as a lesbo last summer. I gotta keep up or my membership will be revoked! Okay... here are some other celebs of late to proclaim their love for the ladies.

Cynthia Nixon. I have loved her since the movie Little Darlings where she played the hippie-dippie flower child teenager.

Leslie Gore. It's her party and she'll kiss girls if she wants to, kiss girls if she wants to.

Sheryl Swoopes. A 5-time WNBA All-Star with 3 olympic gold medals. She was one of the first players signed to the WNBA in 1996.

Okay. Now I want you to name 3 or 4 men who are actors or professional athletes on the level these women are on. Name 3 or 4 men who have been honest about who they are and who have come out and fessed up to being a homo. Fessed up BEFORE their career is over!
Drink, Drank, Drunk

Last night Leslie and I decided to go have a drink. She had the opportunity to escape from husband and child for a couple of hours so we chose Johnny Mangos in Willoughby. The one in Ohio City is much hipper...but they do not have the fabulous $1 taco nights like the one in Willoughby. Monica and I go there all the time. Monica discovered the delicious joy of Mimosa there. Sometimes now when Monica's having a bad day she can be heard quietly mumbling (with a heavy Romanian accent) "Meeeemoooosa Amereeeeeeecanaaaah!

I knew of JM's delicious Strawberry Long Island drinks and thought Leslie would like to give 'em a try. We decided to purchase the pitcher. It was a pretty good deal. We had some tacos, fried tofu and icy, fruity drinks.

It was all great fun until Leslie reminded me of something. She remembered that when we first were hanging out together that she complained "in just FOUR YEARS I will be FORTY!" I remember her saying that too. I remember that I was thinking, "that's no big deal, I will be 34. Now come upstairs and let's kiss"

NOW she is complaining that in just four years she will be fifty. Yeah. When she said that I thought, "oh god...that IS a big deal, I will be 44! Now finish your drink so I can go home and go to sleep."

After Johnny Mangos we walked over to the Arabica, had some coffee and then I dropped her off at her house. It was a really good time. I always laugh so much when I hang out with Leslie. She is brilliant artist and a wonderful friend. I am very lucky to have her in my life.

Lakewood Park

Lakewood Park
Originally uploaded by bitterbutter.
Yesterday I took a scooter ride sans helmet during lunch. I know how wrong and stupid that was but I could not resist. It felt so warm, smelled so wonderful.

The one thing about not wearing a helmet is that bugs feel like tiny glass marbles hitting yr face at 40 mph. Dry leaves are not much softer.

I stopped at a garage sale in a tony area of Lakewood hoping to find something good. Nothing but crappy holiday decorations. Why would ya waste time having a garage sale with cardboard candy canes and tattered foil garland.

I turned around and headed back to work after that.

Thursday, November 03, 2005

Indian Summer

It's a gorgeous Thursday in Cleveland. It's supposed to get as high as 70 degrees today. On my way to work I rode through downtown. I love going through the city on my scooter. Going down streets with tall building on either side of me feels exciting for some reason.

On Tuesday night I went to the Eastside and convinced Ann to play Scrabble with me again. I had hoped to kick her ass this time. No dice. She totally beat me. I just stink at that game. Afterwards we wandered down the street to an Irish bar near the Cedar Lee theater. I drowned my sorrows in a couple of black and tans. We hung out until a bunch of frat-ish type boys came in. A bunch? What do you call a group of frat-ish type guys? A group, a herd, a school, a murder, a gaggle? Not sure

Tuesday, November 01, 2005

Saint Lucy

Today is All Saint's Day. My fave is St. Lucy. I have not celebrated All Saints Day since high school. The only reason I celebrated it then was because they would let the Catholic kids out of class to go to mass. I am not going to mass today.

When I got home from work last night I took Kozmo outside for his evening constitutional. The guy who lives across the street from me had his porch all decorated for halloween. It looked really great. Lots of orange and purple lights, jack-o-lanterns and a hanging skeleton. He was outside talking to another neighbor. I told him his porch looked fabulous. (He appreciates "fabulous", he's a fellow homo) He said Halloween is his holiday and that I should not expect "half" the decorations at Christmas. I told him that's the way it should be.

After I went back in the house with Kozmo I took a letter I got from Bob in San Francisco to my porch to read. it was so warm out for a October night in Cleveland.

I could not stop looking across the street. My neighbor was sitting on his porch steps with a bowl of candy waiting for the kids to come around. I wanted to go over there too but did not know how to do that. I don't know him well enough to just go sit next to him ya know? I thought I could yell across the street, "HEY! Want some company?!" but that just seemed weird. So I pretended that Kozmo had to go outside again.

As I started to walk across the street a couple of people came out of his house to sit with him. I got super shy then. I just dragged Kozmo down the street a bit and went back upstairs. I wish I didn't chicken out. I really wanted to hand out some candy last night.

Monday, October 31, 2005

Oh, I am not quite sleeping.

I am listening to Sufjan Stevens as I type this. If you don't have the "Come On Feel the Illinoise' cd yet....GO BUY IT! It's amazing. The song called "The Predatory Wasp Of The Palisades Is Out To Get Us!" is probably my favorite track.

It's Halloween and I have no pumpkin laden, candy scarfing, costume wearing plans at all. That makes me a little sad. I hate wearing costumes but I do love handing out candy to kids. I also love that Halloween is a holiday that has no religious or patriotic themes. It makes it a bit more pure in my mind. It feels more wholesome then Christmas. Really. Halloween smells good. It smells like wet leaves, smarties breath and wood burning. Last year I handed out candy with a friend. I loved doing that. She has a great porch for that sort of activity.

Thursday, October 27, 2005

Can you hear the beat of my heart?

I just love that Jens Lekman. His new release, "Oh You're So Silent Jens" is fabulous! It's basically a collection of singles, b-sides and live cuts. I listened to a lot of it in my car on the way to work from the radio station. When track #11, "I Saw Her at The Anti-War Demonstration" started I could not stop smiling. I had my windows down and the heat turned up. I love doing that kind of thing when the leaves start to turn and everyone pulls out their favorite sweatshirts and sweaters.

Ya know, Cleveland is at it's most beautiful in mid-October. This is a camera-phone shot outside of WRUW. That's the silvery, rolling, Frank Gehry designed Peter B. Lewis building on the campus of Case Western Reserve University.

A lot of people hate this building. I think it's just beautiful. The only big problem with it that I know of is that in the winter when snow and ice slide off the curvy sides, Case has to block off the sidewalk so nobody gets wonked on the head.

Wednesday, October 26, 2005

Stormy weather

Yesterday Kozmo and I stopped at Edgewater park. The lake was so beautiful. Crashing over the rocks. It was gray cold and windy. The gulls were "hunkered down" keeping warm in the grass and about 60 Canadian geese were bunched together trying not to blow way.

I could not resist letting my 6lb chihuahuha go running towards those crabby cold canucks. Kozmo was in heaven! He took off barking like crazy letting them know who's boss. At that moment though I started to worry that a goose was going to grab Kozmo by his collar and fly out over Lake Erie with him. It didn't happen. They all took off. They were floating in the sky at a standstill over the water with their wings fully out because it was so windy. They really stood out against the dark clouds. It looked very cool.

Kozmo and I struggled back to the car in the gusty wind and rain. As I got in the car I was laughing out loud because of how hard it was going against that cold wind. The laughter was an involuntary reaction. Kozmo just looked at me like I was crazy.

Tuesday, October 25, 2005

"I'm not sorry I met you"

Today is one of those cold rainy October days that make me want to sit in a coffee shop staring out the window with a vague sense of sadness. The kind of sadness that you only get when nothing is really wrong.

But alas, I am at work. I brought my little dog in with me. He seemed like he wanted to go to a coffee shop and stare out the window this morning too.

Hey, has a great essay on "
Indie-pop". I love the title, "Twee as Fuck". It's really good. I thought I would read it and think, "hey! What about this...and this...and them?!?" But no. It's pretty complete.

Monday, October 24, 2005


Originally uploaded by bitterbutter.

Monica and I went for a walk along the canal path in Peninsula on Saturday afternoon in the cold rain. We were going to take Kozmo but figured he would be happier at home.

I think he was. We only walked for about 40 minutes. It smelled wonderful.

After our walk Monica suggest we go have a hearty dinner at Marta's. We did. It was great. I love it there. I especially love the big glasses of draft Czech beer.

Friday night misspellings.

Originally uploaded by bitterbutter.

Friday night I went to Barnes and Noble with Ann. She had a gift card that we planned to blow on over-priced frothy coffee drinks while I kicked her butt at scrabble.

Well...she kicked my butt under the hospital cafeteria-like lighting of the bookstore's Starbucks. Although as you can see in the picture... I allowed her the word "B L O G E R".

I think this is the most ironic moment I have ever had in my life.

Friday, October 21, 2005


Ya know...I have the most beautiful ride home from work on my scooter. I go along Lake Erie most of the way. From the West side to the East side. As I leave work I go along a railroad track. On my way home Wednesday I saw the Barnum and Bailey circus train. I was really surprised to see it. It put me in such a good mood even though I really am not a big fan of circuses. It felt like a nostalgic moment.

That's the one thing my generation (late late-boomers, early X-ers) has had put upon them, nostalgia for things they have not experienced, times they didn't live in. I blame the Baby Boomers for this. Since they are the ones that have been in charge of media, news, etc, most of my life I have grown up hearing about the Beatles, Leave it to Beaver and the 1950s ad-nauseum. "Yeah, remember when you saw the Beatles on Sullivan?" NO! "Where were you when Kennedy was shot?" Ummmm I think I was a fetus. I just get so tired of the fetishizing of that time in our country. Sure, amazing things happened...but amazing things happen every day and if we keep looking at the old picture album we are NEVER going to get anywhere.

I think that is why radio got so bad so quick. "I just wanna hear classic rock!!! That's what real rock and roll is!" Said the boomer at the party.

These people don't realize that classic rock was new at one point and people had to take a chance and play it on the radio. If programmers in the 60s and 70s thought like radio programmers in the 80s, we would STILL be listening to nothing but Buddy Holly and Frank Sinatra. Instead we still hear too much "classic rock".

Okay...on a lighter note. My pie turned out great! That Scottish-Apple Pie I was talking about earlier. So easy, so simple.

Tuesday, October 18, 2005


So it's Tuesday. I just got back from lunch. I rode over to the the Lesbian Gay Community Service Center on my scooter sans helmet. I hate to say it...but riding the scooter without wearing a helmet is a totally different feeling. I promise not to do it again.

Anyway, the reason I went to the center was to check out their dj audio equipment. I am going to be DJing an art opening that Wild Plum, the center's arts group is sponsoring in Tremont in November. I am looking forward to it. I usually DJ at a lesbian bar whose patrons just want to hear commercial hip-hop or Melissa Etheridge. Hip-hop would be cool if it were interesting stuff. But the ladies only want to hear what they have heard on MTV and the radio over and over. Boring.

I spent this past weekend at my brother's new house in Ravenna. I painted, taped, pulled staples, moved an old fridge....all the glamorous type stuff. I still ache. Poor Mike. He aches more I am sure.

Sunday night was nice. Went out for drinks with friends at the Grovewood. Had some pumpkin beers. Laughed a lot. Rebecca and her fauxsband Miles are two of the funniest people I know. (I know I am using the word "faux" way too much) Monica let them in on my secret superpower of MAGNO-VISION!!! I can read tiny tiny type halfway across the room. I promise to use my powers for good...not evil.

Tonite I am going to attempt a Scottish Apple Pie. I got the recipe online. I hope it works.