Music, Magic, Writing and Porn
The shows this weekend were, as ever, very fun. Saturday playing with Lojo Russo was amazing. SHE is a powerhouse of a performer, you think I am something on stage, this girl wrote the book. I had SO much fun and it was so fun to see so many people there, standing room only it was and we knew everyone in the room. We went from Irish, to Lojo songs, took a left into comedy, and wound up, uh, somewhere. The only thing that could have made the night perfectly perfect was if Malena had been on stage too. Someday, THAT is my deepest secret fantasy, Me , Malena and Lojo...( ON STAGE people! MUSIC!)
We had a friend come and hear us, she is here for a visit. She also got to go and see the County Fair, (where the main goal seemed to be don't throw up) and a play (called "Watching Porn" the Hot Birdchick's Husband wrote for the Fringe Festival) and back again to see a Lojo solo set this afternoon.
I told my friend, so when they ask out in LA what you did in the Midwest this weekend she could tell them "well, tried not to vomit, got taken to the same bar twice to see the same performers and saw a play about porn." Doesn't get any more exciting than this, folks! I don't think she will be having anything like as cool of a time when she gets to LA, how can you top this???
(and Malena thinks SHE has fun, lying about in coffins, looking like an un-dead beauty queen of the vampires, hmmph! Try the tilt-a-whirl after cheese curds!)
(actually Malena loved the cheese curd experience out here, but could not seem to believe that the preferred way of eating them was not raw from the bag, but dipped in beer batter and deep fried)
(and oh, back to the Porn, Watching Porn was a really wonderful show! Many congrats to writer director Bill Stiteler writer and director, never thought I could listen to someone talk about porn for an hour and never stop laughing, hit of the Fringe it was!)
Where was I??? Oh....
My Boss published an essay I wrote about being a Personal Assistant over on his blog, you can read it HERE I was going to post in here as well, but that seems sort of silly. Malena said she would make a page where we could put up my essays and such things.
Oh, and yes, it is all true. And all in one day. Every day.
Love, Music and Porn
posted by Anonymous @ 9:39 PM
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12 Comments:
You lucky buzzard! LOJO? She's the queen. And cheese curds! Ohhh, you are tempting me darling! I'm in no dairy, no bread, no pasta HELL babe! Gotta fit into those corset dresses. What I wouldn't give for a curd! JUST ONE!... a fresh one of course. No beer batter for this LA chic. Miles will take the beer though. He heee
Those are great pictures of you three. One of these days I'll get to see Lojo perform with you -- I must!
"Watching Porn" sounds hillarious.
What I want to know is do you actually have a tiara? And if you don have a tiara, where can I send one? Because you should really have a tiara for all the Princess of No duties.
You know, you could always make the tomato plants behave by using the Tasmanian Devils as fertilizer. :)
Also, clearly the shortchanged sleep is getting to me (finally). Took me three readings to realize the title wasn't about writing porn.
My husband made me eat a deep fried cheese curd once. (insert evil eye here)
Oh, and back on the subject of porn - have you ever tried Pornaoke? (er, for the uninitiated that would be singing karaoke along to porn visuals)
Yay for fun gigs with Lojo!
I'm STILL laughing over the description of the boss waking up...
OK - what are cheese curds? Evidently not like cottage cheese. I don't like the sound of "beer batter" either and I come from the land of the deepfried Milky Way bar...
Ditto to what Julia says about the tiara. Tiaras are excellent, although they don't really do anything for my fivehead.
Hi Lorraine,
Cool blog. Actually just saw it for the first time today (because of the link on Gaiman's site) but I will be reading it often now. Your band sounds cool too. I hear a lot of celtic music around my area of the country, but your brand of goth-folk sounds like something I could dig. Cool. And I know this is annoying as hell, but check out me and my friend's blog if you want--The Blog of Eternal Stench. I figure you might be somebody who would get the title. I've also got a serial story going you might enjoy. Keep up the good work,
Nick
When I read the part about maybe needing someone for your garden, I wondered what happened to your Garden Fop? Are you now Fopless?
I've had to have discussions with our gardens. The back one is well-behaved with staked peppers and tomatoes all growing quite well (to make up for last year, I presume). The one at the side has these crazy wandering pumpkins that didn't read the Official Pumpkin Boook and don't realize that they're supposed to crawl along the ground not send their vines over the fence, across the stones and toward my window.
I am afraid.
Aren't cheese curds really fresh cheese? It's not aged, and supposed to be eaten pretty quick because it squeaks and has a different texture than regular cheese. It comes in rather odd shapes, roughly popcorn size or a bit larger and comes in lots of flavors - I don't care for it, but my girls love it - every time we are in Wisconsin, we buy big bags of it. Usually, you can only get it where there are cheese factories. Never had it deep fried, but I've heard it's very popular. Hmm, give me onion rings any day..
You know, there was a spicy mango-champagne cocktail on the Food Network's "Ham on the Street" tonight. I'm sure the recipe can be found on their website.
And I don't know about Minnesota, but in Texas I can find frozen mango pieces packaged at the grocery store. Quarts of mango ice cream, too.
Giggle.
We make a tremendous mess eating mangoes as well. My brother is an addict (if you buy several mangoes, he will eat at least one a day until there are none left) and uses the second method in that article... but it's still pretty messy even when you've had practice.
Personally, I'd rather have a frozen mango smoothie...
That's it. I'm doing the mango smoothie thing for b-fast. I was going to save the last of the frozen mango slices for my husband, but you people are too damned influential.
Foul temptresses, the lot of you.
Gee, and I didn't even mention the Peach-Mango Fruit Spread that the big regional grocery store sells. I just bought a new jar of it. Nor have I mentioned the V-8 Peach Mango Fusion drink.
And I'm not even that into mangoes.
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