DLand - And They Called It Puppy Love

Zee Zee is my crazy Turkish hair dresser. She's very expensive, but I get great haircuts and she calls me dahling just like Zsa Zsa Gabor. That's worth an extra 15% right there.Zee Zee: “Oh, dahling, I keep catching my comb on your ears. You have too many earrings!” Me: “No such thing, my dear Zee. No such thing.” After chillin' with Zee last night in the salon chair, I headed over to Jeremy's house to pick up Casey. Loki the punk cat was put away in the house and Casey the Wonder Mutt and I headed home to acquaint him with his new surroundings for the week. Well, while there is no love lost between Isis the beautiful black goddess cat and Loki the pain in the ass cat, Sarah and Casey were very glad to see each other. They danced around the living room and ran around the back yard and chewed on each other's ears and laughed and rolled in the grass. It was a typical reunion for two dear friends. Apparently, we are going to have to work out some visitation rights of every other weekend or something.

DLand - My Name is Genie ... GenieAlisa

I watched Hank Williams Jr. sing a duet with Kid Rock last night. I'm not sure that I or my opinion of modern music will ever be the same because of it.They both had on big black hats (one cowboy and one bowler type thing), making them look (dare I say it?) sort of sexy as they pontificated about the differences in country and rock. By the end of the song they were swaying together with arms locked around each others' shoulders. It was enough to make you a little misty eyed. Yes, I watched the American Country Music Awards last night. Wanna make something of it? I was at my parents house getting a free dinner and ... well ... when in Rome, watch the tv shows the Romans watch (or something like that). Further news in the music scene is I bought another huge pile of cd's last night. Most of them were used but a few were new. I just had to have the first Pink disc to experience her “roots” as it were. And spending time around my brother Doug has reminded me of the merits Bob Marley has to offer. So I was kind of proud of myself for buying a cd from nearly every section of Planet Music (R&B, Reggae, Pop/Rock, Country, Various). Go me. Unfortunately, I left them all at the house so I'm at the office going through funky groove withdrawl.

Singin' don't worry about a thing. 'Cause every little thing gonna be alright.

- Bob Marley and the Wailers

DLand - Jello, Cheese Steaks and Cake

Dan: “Hey Mark, should I pass the credit card number on to Genie so that she can go out and buy her birthday present from you guys? :-)”Mark the Mormon: “Sure! We have a standard package: Green jello, mint brownies, scriptures, a forever smile :):):):):):):):):):) and fertility drugs.” I love Mormons with a healthy sense of humor. My house is very cold these days. This stupid weather is part of the problem. Who said it would be like this in May? But the other problem is I don't have any heat at the house. The heat is natural gas and my mother told me last month to just wait until fall to turn it on as everything else is electric (water heater, etc.) and I shouldn't need heat until then. Never ask a woman with hot flashes for advice on whether to turn on your heat. So I've been wearing sweatshirts and socks and cuddling with the cat a lot more lately. Perry called me Sunday at 9am to ask about his computer. Can you explain networking before breakfast? I was amazed that I did as well as I did. He has officially moved in with his girlfriend. They are renting one of my parents' smaller houses down the street. We joked that with the entire clan living within 3 miles of each other, we should just build a compound. That would make my mother happy. It was also funny to have my brother introduce me to his friends as “my sister Genie” but then spend the rest of the weekend referring to me as “my sister,” as if my name had slipped off the radar. I'm not much better, though, and I have two brothers so it's even more confusing to folks who don't know who I'm talking about. And sister is a pretty prestigious title to have, so I treat it as such and not some sign of disinterest from my sibling. Jeremy leaves tomorrow for California. Thus begins my project of cleaning out the last of my crap from the house and pet sitting. A small piece of me is envious of his trip to sunny San Fran (ironic, yes), but I'm kidding myself if I thought I could take a week off of work these days to go anywhere. At best, I might manage a day in Atlantic City soon. Maybe before Matt and Erin's wedding. I was also considering a short jaunt to Philly, but don't know that cheese steaks are a suitable substitute for casinos. All this being theoretical as I don't think I'll be going anywhere exciting until after my trip to the ALA conference in June. The good news is that Cake is playing in Atlanta that same weekend and I might get to see them if I play my cards right. Rock on.