Dearth of Blog Posts Indicate All the Fun Occurring

That is the TRUTH! Well, except for the part where the noted local psychiatrist called in 5 intense searches to me, his personal librarian, last week and I have been totally swamped working on them. For real. He's giving a talk called "New Frontiers in Psychiatry" at the country club where tables are $25,000 each, so I had to really do some fancy searching for him on his topics! And since Job #1 is where I primarily am able to do my blog posting when I am assigned to the reference desk or assigned to a chat hour, time has been at a premium. And I worked from home last Friday too!

But seriously, the days since the last post have been mostly absolutely wonderful. Yesterday was particularly interesting as I was in one of the Best Moods I have ever been in! I just found so many things to be so damn funny yesterday! Every time I turned around something was cracking me up. J2 and her baboon-stolen-cucumber story. Things I was reading online. Funny pictures I saw. Listening to Paul Shaffer's autobio on me iPod!

So lessee... ok so we rang in Stefano's 49th bday last Tuesday very mellowly... he said what he really really wanted was for me to come over and for us to drink a little wine and just hang out together and watch a movie. So that's what we did! No dinner, no cake (well, we'd been eating so much the days before!), just him and me and lots of cuddling. He said it was the best bday weekend he'd ever had in his entire life! Awwwwww.....!

Since I had to be up early w/Stefano on Weds. morning I told my li'l bro I'd take him to get his stitches out (he had a weird freak accident a couple weeks ago whereby he was at work, leaned over to put a bootie over his shoe [he's a pharmacy tech at a hospital a block away from my Job #1], and very BIZARRELY and FREAKILY had the plunger part of his pen stab him in the upper right inner arm and literally tear his flesh/muscle open! Not the sharp pen side--the plunger side!!! 5 stitches, dude!) and it was a good thing too b/c they'd told him to do so between 10-14 days out and this was the 14th day and he was itching so badly he said he was tempted to wear a cone of shame like the ones they put on dogs to keep from biting his stitches out! Lesson learned after we were done getting them removed: if you have deep stitches like that, get them out on the 10th day. Li'l bro said his skin had already started to grow around them and they had to dig the stitches out! UGH!!!!!

So that was an adventure. What else happened last week? Oh, rehearsal was cancelled on Thurs. night and I was so pleased b/c it was nice to have a rare evening at home with myself. But b/c we had that radio gig on KPFT on Sat. Leo made me come and do a quick hour on Fri. evening after work. I'd asked Stefano to come spend the night at my house b/c my Aunt Flo, aka "The Process" (thanks, Brandone!) was scheduled to come and visit like any day now; nay, literally any hour now as she was supposed to be there starting Weds. or Thurs. and still hadn't made her appearance. We went to eat a good Mexican dinner beforehand at our fave neighborhood Mexican restaurant complete w/margaritas. I wanted to watch A Serious Man before the Oscars on Sunday so we went to my place, got into bed and did that, though I was tipsy and fell asleep towards the end of it.

Saturday we slept in, of course! Though Stefano left in the a.m. so he could go get his coffee and feed his tomato plants. I lounged around all day... ahhh... 'til it was time for him to come pick me up. I wanted to go get a gourmet cupcake before going to the radio station, so we did that. We got to the station before the rest of the band did, and after loading my amp into the studio we stood outside and he smoked a cig and I, a vanilla cigar. Soon Leo and his girlfriend showed up, then our drummer. My music loving friend B. had promised she'd come and watch us do the live spot in person too. Then something really really weird and fucked up happened. The mutual musician friend of mine and Stefano's whose house we had just gone to a couple Sundays ago for our friend's bday party, drove up to the station w/his girlfriend, Mar. We were happy to see them and we waved, then hugged them as they came into the station. They were there to quickly plug on the air their upcoming 3-day music festival on the same show we were about to play on. Cool!

So here's the weird and FUCKED UP part. They went inside and Stefano and I remained outside holding the front door open while Leo, George, and Leo's girlfriend Mir continued to load in gear, mainly George's drum set parts. All of a sudden, Leo's girlfriend Mir looked back at Mar (and yes, these really are abbreviations of their real names) and was like, "Excuse me??? That wasn't very nice, you didn't have to call me that." Apparently Mir had placed her purse and jacket on the desk just inside the front door and Mar had told her she may not want to leave her stuff there b/c things have a way of walking off. Which is true, you do have to be careful in this particular neighborhood and I'm sure you wouldn't do that on a weekday when the station is hustling and bustling w/people--but this was Saturday afternoon and there was NO ONE there except for us the band, the 2 of them, and the 2 DJ's and their lady friend who were in the booth anyway!!! And Mir had said politely something like, "OK, thank you for letting me know" and continued outside to help load stuff in... and Mar said to her, "Bitch!" WTF!!! Mar accused Mir of bitchily ignoring her "warning" and I KNOW that Mir would never do that--she really is a sweet, very nice girl. But Mar has always been nothing but sweet herself when I have seen her over the years as well--so for her to just call Mir a bitch like that, I was shocked and appalled. But I hadn't seen what had happened, so Stefano and I just stood by while they had a heated discussion (more heated on Mar's part) until I said "Enough! Stop it! We gotta get ready for our gig!" just to put an end to it.

Mir grabbed her purse and jacket and came outside and explained her side of it to us and Stefano and I both said we didn't know WHAT had gotten into Mar! Mir continued to help load more of George's stuff inside and I held the door open for her. And THEN... Mar comes over to me and says, "Adela, why don't you take your cigar out back and close the door b/c we're not supposed to have the door open like this." OMG. The WRONG FUCKING THING TO SAY and I WAS THE WRONG FUCKING PERSON TO SAY IT TO. I exploded and immediately yelled at Mar, "What is your problem??? This is our fucking gig and you are harshing our mellow!!! You yell at my guitarist's girlfriend for no fucking reason and that is fucked up, man! You're harshing our mellow!!!" (Yes, I said that twice.) And she backed off while Mir watched and Stefano (I think, I was seeing red) gently moved me to the outside of the porch steps. Oh! I was PISSED!

I stood there, fuming, and Leo came outside and said to me very softly, "babe... focus!" And began reasoning w/me that we were there to do a kickass gig so to just shake it off. Which I did. I decided at once there was no way in hell that piece of shit psycho bitch Mar was going to fuck up my live radio gig or affect my mood or my playing! Then B. walked up and she is always such a wonderful ray of sunshine and we immediately hugged and squealed and began jabbering at each other and I led her inside and I didn't even look in Mar's direction, lucky for her.

I went to the radio booth to see how they guys were doing and they were just about ready. The DJ was so incredibly nice, we'd been chatting before the guys got there and he told Mir and Stefano and B. where they could sit and listen in. Although Stefano ended up bringing Mir's camera into the booth w/us and just stayed there quietly the entire time we played, taking pic's for the record! It was fun to have him right there next to me while we played!

After we played and promoted our upcoming gigs, Stefano and I had planned to go eat at one of his fave restaurants that he's been dying to take me to. But the guys insisted on us all going to get a drink so we went to the place we had our gig a few Fridays ago. Stefano told us all that at one point he was in the backyard of the radio station and Mar and her guy were back there and she told Stefano to apologize to Mir and me for her. Me and Mir were all, fuck that! Mir and Leo said that was obvious backpedaling and I said that Mar needs to have the balls to apologize to our faces. But anyway, we enjoyed many beers and shots of Crown and then Stefano and I had to go to dinner. The bistro was soooo lovely! We had the Moules Mariniere (I never had mussels before, I don't think) w/Belgian fries w/some kind of mayonnaisey dip, and then we shared the puff pastry chicken mushroom sauce thing w/green beans. Slobber! And I had a HUGE glass of Riesling and we ended w/some kind of apple pastry thing w/vanilla ice cream. Oh my God! I was so tipsy by the end of the dinner I was, as Stefano put it, "shucking and jiving pretty well" w/our German waiter over the movie Inglourious Basterds, ha haaaaaa!

Sunday was rehearsal day as I'd promised Leo I'd come over and rehearse and he promised to make his famous beer butt chicken, but as it turns out George had to cancel which was ALL RIGHT w/me b/c I wanted to just lounge around and relax and watch all the Oscar shit on tv! Stefano had planned to come to Leo's w/me so now that plans had changed I offered to buy him dinner for being such a wonderful groupie/roadie/band photog the day before and he said to come over and we'd order Chinese and he'd even watch the Oscars w/me! What. A. MAN!!!!! And we did just that and it was so fun and such a nice night!

And then Monday... MONDAY...! Was the BIG NIGHT. And an incredible experience and wonderful good times at the Museum of Fine Arts. Wine. Cheese. Grapes. Rubbing elbows w/Lyle Lovett! Me, Stefano, my li'l bro, my dad, and my dad's 2 girlfriends. It was SO FUCKING AWESOME! But I'll have to save that story for next time. At least I'm caught up to this week finally!