Month: September 2006

My ProgPower recap:

Wednesday: arrive all nice and sweaty from BJJ, hoping to take a shower fairly quickly. However, the hotel had a different story, which resulted in me losing my 2-rm suite and being dumped into 2 single room suites. Granted, it wasn’t bad, but my poor ET had to keep up with my spare key in the event I needed something from my room. The Finn and Doc got in shortly, got them settled and then Aki and I headed over to the pre pre-party. It was great, I got to listen to decent kareoke, and some outstanding kareoke. Got to hang with my boys Zilla and Ralph, which is always nice to see them. Also got to beat up my friend Kyle, but unfortunately, his brother was feeling under the weather. Headed home around 11.30 to prep for the next day.

Thursday: up early to head over to CNN center to drop off my car, skateboard over to the rental agency to pick up the transport vehicle. Then off to pick up the first bands. It was a slow day, so I headed back to the apartment to change for the evening. The bands were awesome! It was so nice to finally get to see Circus Maximus live, as I missed them last year. I got to socialize quite a bit, meet some cool people, flirt around a little and cut up with Claus and co. Then off to the apartment for sleep around 12.30 for the next day.

Friday: up early again. The bands were easy to handle, they were all on-time and pretty quick on being ready if they weren’t. Cut up with Mattias, and talking about lazy Swedish vikings and bad Swedish porn. Their set rocked, btw, especially the cow and dildo. (yeah, you had to be there). Caught a good bit of Pyramaze, not the whole set, can’t remember who I was picking up, but got there with enough time to catch the last half of the set. Yes, both are on my list for this year. Claus and co. tried to convince me into a trip to Cheetah’s, however, it wasn’t in the cards, so had to issue a raincheck for Saturday. But I did get lots of socializing in again.

Saturday: up seriously early, had to run home and pick up my stompy boots for the night. Then off to pick up the first band for soundcheck. After that, hour nap, then back to runs. Today was pretty busy, with picking up equipment and bands left and right. They were all cool, no problems this year with anyone, and I got some decent socializing time in. Was great to be stalked by Urban, somehow he always ended up behind me somewhere. 🙂 Also got to hang out with someone now close to my heart. Wish I could have talked to him more. But oh well…

Oh yeah, also the stairwell boys cracked me up. It was hilarious to see them standing around like they were in highschool, smoking up because it was the only place that wasn’t loud, and they could smoke away from everyone. More cutting up with Claus, was good to actually get to talk with him some more, he’s usually too occupied for someone as lowly as me. 😉 Between runs, finally ended up at Cheetah’s, and Claus disappeared somewhere. He claims he was discussing philosophy, but we all know otherwise. *nudgenudgewinkwink* I will say, it was more than what I was expecting, it was pretty clean, but I’ll definitely not be going there by myself. Somehow, I was misconstrued as a stripper, despite the fact I had pants on. Guess they failed to look lower than the waist. But I do have to say, it was highly amusing to see my friends with the grins on their faces. Had to thank the management there, for letting me run in and out to do my last couple of runs from there. From there, it was off to the next party. Yeah, with that said, I got to bed around 8.30A.

Thanks to everyone I met, you’re wonderful, hopefully we can all keep in touch before it becomes another year before seeing each other.

Ok, what is it with me and Leo’s lately (the zodiac sign that is)? Ever since my Bitch walked into my life last year, they’ve been all over the bloody place, and I’m the one getting interested in them! Seriously, is this some lesson I have to learn in personal domination? I mean, I get the hint, 3rd time’s the charm, right? (yes, this would be the 3rd Leo….fucking patterns).

Oh wait, yeah, I have to post these….

From 9.14:
Woe to the person who feels the need to challenge you — you’ve got witty retorts and dazzling debate techniques to spare. This person is just grandstanding. Stand strong and protect your territory.

From 9.17:
You’re about to be given the chance to embark on an extraordinary relationship. Be receptive to influences that shape your mind, body and soul, and make sure you can relinquish your need for control.

I have to say it’s pretty interesting, especially when taking into consideration the occurances of this weekend. I’ll post more about those later, just need to decide how much I want to share, and with whom I wish to share it.

Well, I am awake, least for now. Prog was awesome, the bands were awesome, the people were awesome – one in particular, the hotel still has issues but I loved every last second of it. Maybe I’ll post something of more substance later. I just wanted to say all that right now before I forget. I missed those of you who couldn’t make it, even though I barely had enough time to say hallo in most cases. I did manage to be more sociable this year, and meet more people, though, I think I partied too much.

And for the record, Claus watching at a strip club is bloody hilarious. I can only imagine what he looks like staring at his mum now.

Scorpio for this week:

In his book Making Sex: Body and Gender from the Greeks to Freud , historian Thomas Lacquer suggests that the clitoris may have been unknown to male anatomists until 1559. In that year, Renaldus Columbus, a professor at the University of Padua in Italy, announced his discovery of the “seat of woman’s delight,” and declared his right to name it the “sweetness of Venus.” I predict that you will soon ferret out and begin to share in a treasure that, while not quite as momentous as Columbus’, will nonetheless fill you with glee–even if its value has always been known to its original finders.

FreeWill Astrology

I’m kinda curious as to how he found it. *eg* With that said, maybe I’ll finally find my balance on my skateboard, today was an interesting learning experience.

Otherwise, my apologies to thegreyman, it seemed the hotel wanted to be a bitch about a few things (as normal), then I ended up running behind on everything else. So we shall have to plan for another night.

Scorpio for this week:

Recently, less than five percent of the world’s astronomers voted to demote Pluto from a planet to a “dwarf planet.” Some Scorpios were alarmed, since Pluto is the heavenly body that traditionally rules your sign. My opinion? Don’t worry. I agree with mythologist Roxanna Bikadoroff, who says there’s poetic justice in calling Pluto a dwarf planet. In fairy tales, dwarves are often magicians who possess hidden storehouses of riches and act as agents of creative transformation. They typically live beneath bridges, which are symbols of transitional thresholds, and are masters of in-between states. They bestow blessings on anyone who is able to pass their demanding tests. This is an apt symbolic description of you at your most potent, which I expect you to be during the coming weeks.

FreeWill Astrology

Funny, I thought it was absolutely hilarious that Pluto was demoted. In fact, I was waiting to see all the astrology sites go batty over it.

As for demanding tests….does this mean some strange guy will walk into my world and rock it? After all, that in itself is pretty fucking demanding. Or maybe it will be a kick ass girl….

I held in my hand…

A book of poetry today. It was written by my great-great Uncle, prior to his arrival here in the states. It is archived in the National Archives, yet it is 100% in German. I also found out that the majority of my recent ancestors (read, last 300 years- yes, that’s recent for my family) were Doctors, Lawyers, Dancers, Concert Pianists, and all those same ancestors were also poets. I’ve often wondered what side of my family my talents come from, and I’m finding that I am a definite sum of my parts. The warrior comes from my mum’s side. The artist/philosopher/teacher comes from my father’s side. I said that this coming decade was going to be a celebration of who I am, and this little piece of my history I have just learned has given me the last piece of what makes me.

I can’t even begin to describe how it felt to be contacting my ancestor across the veil through his own words. And finding out, that he too, is linked to me. He passed through the veil on November 1, 1905. 21 years after this book was admitted to the National Archives for publication.

I was going to give you all a sample, however, I’m still trying to figure out the old type-script.

Adventures in traveling…
I’m finally here. As of 1.30A this morning, I’ve been here. I was molested by an ugly McD’s reject at the metal detectors. I forgot my second skin in my bag. Whoops! And her and her cohort decided to make a scene about it. I told them to take it and get out of my sight. I don’t think they liked that. Then again, I really didn’t like the fact she was trying to take my bag to where I couldn’t see it. Something about keeping your bags on you at all times…

At any rate, once I made it through that mess, and Attila the TSA agent told me I could leave, I made the mad dash for my gate. Shortly after I snagged my dinner and arrived, they started boarding. Only to find out there wasn’t a plane to board. Apparently, only 2 of the toilets worked and that was enough for them to can that plane to the repair shop. Then everyone sees that the gate has changed, which sends the gate people scurrying about trying to figure out if there is an actual gate change or not. Oh look! The screen was right, the employees were wrong.

Now, while this is happening, some drunk military boy (yes, I can tell who they are, even in civvies) decides to start humiliating his wife in front of everyone. Because, apparently, it’s her fault the plane is now 30 minutes late for departure. And we all know how Lara feels about spousal abuse….but thankfully airport security came and snagged him away, and someone pulled his wife to the side in the event they let him go. So, no broken knee-caps from me, and the 5 other military guys (and one marine *drool*).

So we all take a short hike down the terminal to the new gate and sit there for another 30 minutes (fresh plane, and the people who do the initial security check of the plane were laaaaaaaaaaate). FINALLY! We are on the plane. But, OH LOOK! WE’RE NOT PULLING BACK FROM THE GATE! Guess who we had to wait for on the plane? Yep, brain-child “let me humiliate my wife because I’m an idiot” man. Apparently, he’s not that bright. He started going off on the woman near him, and the female flight attendant. Guess who got kicked off of the airplane.

I guess I’m cursed. As we all know, for the most part, I attract stupid guys to my vicinity (yes, there are some smart ones, and I thank you few from the bottom of my heart for providing me with endless hope that I am wrong).

But anyway, I am here, I am awake, and I am going in search of a skateboard today…Well, after I finish my coffee and breakfast. Anyone want to help me break something when I get home? *evil grin*