Music Music Music

I went to see Michael McDonald recently too. I always thought he was very sexy. I still do.

He's aged quite well. I'd be all over him in a heartbeat. All he'd really need to do was sing for me and I'd melt into some odd puddle of oozing drool. After I recovered from that we cold possibly have all sorts of fun.

I took someone I love very much with me. The blind guy I mention too terribly often lately.

He enjoyed it immensely. It was so great to see him have a good time like that.

I can't describe it. You had to be there. With him. Watching him listen. Watching him try to watch.

Oh, oh, listen to the music
Oh, oh, listen to the music
Oh, oh, listen to the music
All the time

Yeah, I know that's not The Doobies with Michael. I'm not stupid.

Here's a really horrible pic from that show.


Next up.....

I'm going to see "Blue Man Group" again. Yes, again. I'm not sure who's coming with me... the mysterious blind guy said he didn't want to go... he gets very tired and he is ill. I hope he feels better and decides he wants to go.

The next night I'm supposed to go see John Fogerty... *googles* Hell, my Sister said it was here. Atlantic City isn't here. It's over there for Christ's sake. Grrrrr. Whatever.

That was expensive.

Wow. I just added it all up. That's insane.

• Transportation: 75.00


• Food: 40.50


• Homeless Veteran: 3.00 and 3 cigarettes (he really was ex military, he showed me his id)


• Souvenirs: 340.00 (?!?!!??!!!!)


• Tickets: 495.80


• Hotel stay: 314.00

$1268.30 (roughly, I didn't count the change) Holy Shit Batman!

Can't be doing that sort of thing very often, that's for damned sure... and that was just for me!!! There are a couple of people I'd have loved to have taken with me, one in particular but it really would have been impossible... He isn't well. That would have added on at least another 500.00. Taking him would have been worth it though... I'd pay twice as much as I did just to make him happy.

Genesis reunited and is on tour. I needed to see them before I die (or they do). It really was a must see for me. Don't give me any shit about how it's not Genesis without Peter Gabriel, I don't want to hear it. I like his solo music, but I'm not a fan of his work when he was with Genesis.

What odd taste in men I have. I've always thought Phil was attractive. He still looks Darned good. He's 56.

Oh fuck. My Dad is gonna be 59 in October. Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuckity Fuck.

I wanna be a kid again.

Here's pics. They get bigger if you click em. Not too bad for a shitty camera phone. These are from day two. 4th row center... the Asian couple seated next to me had these insane digital cameras with telephoto lenses on them. I wonder how they got those past security.

Some random dude. I'm wearing that same shirt right now.
<---- See? I really was there. That's me gazing longingly at Phil.

Hmmm. I have some really crappy video. Lets try that too.

Oh heck. This is awful. It looks fantastic on my phone even though it looks like shit here. I was there. 4th row center. It fucking kicked ass. I was behind Phil's girlfriend. I could have touched her. He was singing to her, looking at her, it was obvious... It was almost like he was singing to me.

Thank You.

Certain people check on me every so often. Some call, some email me. Some actually stop by and read this mess. Thank you.

I know who gives a darn about me and who doesn't. I know who matters. I know who cares.

I care too much sometimes. I hate that I do. I really should care about myself more... yet differently than I do now. I should care about others differently as well. I've made others terribly unhappy... Not by design or choice, just my own stupidity, or random things that occurred because I was there.

**sigh**

Union County

I went to the Union County music festival with my sister and her husband recently. I had a wonderful time. Had to take a train to meet up with them in New Brunswick to get there.

I'm terribly sick of mass transit, it's more unreliable than I am! It's late or early... or it doesn't come at all. I was supposed to meet them at 1:00 but a freaking freight train had to use the tracks I needed to use to commute. That made me very late. It all worked out though. Here's pictures.

That man (up there ----^^^) was playing with some kids tossing a stuffed cow around. Dad? Uncle? NannyDude? No idea. Wonderful beautiful thing.
This little boy was so cute. He was climbing all over his Dad. Too funny. (I used to play "Hop On Pop" when I was little) The kid tried to escape at one point... looking around, looking and looking at all the things going on. Amazed by everything! Wide eyed and beautiful. It's times like that when I wish I had a child. Not a good idea though. I can barely take care of myself and the cat.

He crawled about four feet from his Dad, looked back and realized he was all alone in a strange place... Waaa!! Daddy scooped him up right away and gave him hugs. Mom too. Awwww.

A urinal. How pleasant. I take pictures of all sorts of strange things. I wanted to capture me actually peeing but I couldn't manage it, I really had to go. This was taken right after I peed!
These were some of the nicest portable toilets I have ever seen! They were clean, had toilet tissue and hand sanitizer as well! Such luxury! Gimme a fouton, a mini fridge and a microwave and I'd be all set!!! Uh oh. I'd need a shower too... and heat... and air conditioning. I guess I could possibly bathe in the lake...


It looked like this most of the day. Slightly ominous. That man was terribly cute. I have a shot where his butt is kidna showing... Hmmm.

This one will have to do. I don't feel like finding it. I don't feel like cropping this either. Live with it. This is a nice shot of what it was like all day. Family, friends, everyone having a very nice time.

Everyone was civil, polite, courteous. Nowadays, I'm so amazed when I end up somewhere and that happens.

Kids having fun... adults getting along... everyone playing nicely. I had a great time. I also got terribly sad though. It reminded me of the family outings we used to have when I was young. When everybody was happy... well, mostly happy, they were happy or hid the problems well... or they were nutz. Most of my family is nutz. I'm not right either.

My Sister is there in the haze with her Husband. They're normal-ish. Most of the rest of us are abnormal in some way. It's a good thing and a bad thing. There's no way to explain it properly. That's Ed from the band "Live" on the big monitor thing.

<---- That's my Sister freezing to death. It got so darned cold.


As always.... Here's ME!

It is all about me you know. It was cold. Very cold. I'm wearing three shirts and the jacket there. I look like an idiot too.

More people... and a fashion Faux Pas!

If I'd have only been able to get a better shot! I swear this woman's ass was at least four feet wide.

(I realize some people battle with their weight their whole lives... I have a very close friend that I've known since I was about 17, she can't help her weight, I know she can't. She doesn't overeat, she's not lazy and quite active. I can state this as fact.)

When your ass is almost the size of a small automobile you don't wear BRIGHT ORANGE for God's sake! Surely she has one close friend. Someone needs to tell her.


Right after I took this, this unfortonate man with a broken leg dropped his crutches as he hobbled off the train.

The door closed very quickly and I think it caught one of them. It might have even fallen onto the tracks, I'm not sure. He was really pissed off though. I hope he made it where he was going without further incident.

Here's the Battleship New Jersey at night.

No, I don't have a thing for battleships, there isn't much else to take pictures of there at the end of the line.

I DO like men in uniform though. Military, Policemen, Firemen, UPS and Fed-Ex guys.

Men in uniform...

This man was guarding the little marina. (It's behind me. This is on the way back to the train.) When I walked past him the first time he asked ever so politely if I could spare a cigarette.

I couldn't possibly refuse the incredibly handsome hispanic man. He was hoping that it didn't start to rain... I wouldn't want to be stuck in that little box in a storm either.

Little guy was only about 5' 5". I gave him another cigrarette as I passed by again. He was talkin' to his "boo" on his cell.

What you don't see here is the woman who was dancing wildly around in the empty car behind me. She was sitting in front of me until that car finally emptied, talking normally to a couple with a baby across from her. (He was the cutest thing.)

I don't think she was insane. She had her headphones on.

I probably looked like a lunatic sitting on the floor taking that picture. There was nobody there though...

There have to be hidden cameras though. I'd love to see some of the footage.

For the most part everyone is pretty respectful of one another, they don't make a mess, aren't too loud, talk and joke with each other.

This fountain is is near my house. I spent 20 minutes trying to take a pic of the darned thing.

It's circular with small streaming jets in the center.

The ones around the outside shoot up sort of randomly, sometimes ten or maybe fifteen feet.

Kind of hard to get a good picture of. This is the best out of probably thirty.

Tired and sweaty... disheveled... with "hat hair".

Where'd all the blue go?

Down the drain like everything else I come in contact with.

So be it.

People on trains... pt. 2, AKA I'm such a child

I had the coolest train ride ever today!

I hopped on the rail line just to ride it. I was bored. I have no life. It's a great time waster. I get to watch the people, read, listen to my music, take a nap.

It was almost time to ride back home and as I approach the platform I see a lady with five kids. Hmmmmm... How annoying. I leave, smoke a cigarette and come back to punch my ticket. I was going to ride in a seperate car... the darned thing is empty at that stop and there were still ten minutes before it pulled out.

Hey!!! They were in the closed off operator's area and he was showing the kids how all the stuff worked. Cool! I've wondered what it looked like in there, so I invited myself.

I got to blow the horn, ring the bells, turn the lights on and off, sit in the control chair. Awesome. He was very careful about what everybody touched and we had to take turns.

The kids were her nieces and nephews, they start school again tomorrow and she wanted them to do something fun before going back. She get's major coolness points for being a cool Aunt, she smiled and laughed when I told her that.

Nice kids too, they were all excited but very well behaved. They all said thank you to the train operator, the boys shook his hand, the littlest girl gave him a hug. Things like that renew my faith in humanity. It's so hard to see the beauty in life sometimes.

I took this just before I bought my ticket back home.
I think it's rather nice.

I'll have to post about my unpleasant train expierience yesterday at another time.

People on trains... (etc) *updated 9-1-07*

Of course there's my sexy self with my blue hair. I think I might keep my hair neon blue, personally... I like it! (I just colored it again)

I got on the train the other day and there was a couple with their two small children riding. It was just the five of us in the car...

They were just taking the kids for a train ride to entertain them. It was cute. The little boy was about eight his sister was prolly seven...

As I walk to the back of the car (so I don't scare the nice people by sitting too close) he goes "Mommy! Mommy! That man has blue hair!" she's all like "Shhh! Shhh!" I guess he'll remember that train ride.



















This man was terribly cute. He was all curled up, head on his backpack, sleeping behind me. I wanted to toss a banket on him and kiss him goodnight.

Sorry about the crotch shot. I can't show the one of his serene sleeping face, I shouldn't even be taking random pictures of people like this anyway.

Hmmmmm......
This one was interesting. Solid as a brick wall. Big muscles. Tattoos all over. Yes, he has one on the back of his head.

Take me now muscle man! Ravage me now! *cough* Ooops. You didn't hear that.

As scary looking as he seemed he was terribly intelligent, a bit of a foul mouth though. I coldn't help but overhear the conversation he was having on his phone.

Here's another shot of the cat from the previous post.

It is a normal size cat Arc... he's the sweetest kitty too.

The arm is attached to the man I'm always going on about.





















This isn't on a train... What the heck?!?

Here's some strange naked person dying their hair blue.

Where the heck did that come from? How odd.

Nice back. I'd eat him up.

This man was dressed in a nice spiffy cook's uniform.

He rides past where his stop is... It's easier and faster for him to walk or take a bus from there. (I heard him talking to another passenger.)

I think mass transit blows goats.



Riding a high speed rail/subway thing. I'd never done that before.

Before I knew it I had reached my destination and was suddenly headed in the wrong direction...

I figured it was best to just stay on the darned thing since it was bound to go back the other way. It did.

I sat next to the map and counted the stops that time.

There were announcements over the speakers at each stop. You couldn't tell what they said, it was like the adult's voices in the Peanuts television cartoons. Wmmm, wmmmm, wmmm.

I don't have much to show, this is why I was out and about... This is from the King Tut exhibit. You aren't allowed to take pictures. I got one decent pic. They caught me and threatened to eject me from the museum, so I behaved after that.

This beautiful urn was used to store organs in if I remember correctly. So many beautiful things. So old. You look at these things and wonder "How did they do that?" There was a child's chair that might have been Tut's... a decoratave coffin that may have belonged to his grandmother... everything intricate and beautiful in some way.

I took this in the imax movie. I paid extra for that. Darned thing made me feel dizzy and slightly nauseous.

If you haven't been in one, it's sort of like a planetarium. It's a giant semi-circular movie screen that almost surrounds you. Very disconcerting, it was really cool though.

These were in the gift shop... made me laugh.

King Tut tissue boxes? Achooo!

These were on display outside the gift shop. They aren't for purchase but since they aren't antiquities you can shoot pics.

This is a replica of his skull.

He might have looked like this.






While I was at the museum I saw... guess.... go ahead, guess......



















I saw Arcturus! In the constellations! I saw his Bootes! As the Egyptians saw him!

I saw Bernice too... I didn't look for the blue thing. Why bother looking for that.

I have blue hair. That's good enuff for me.


I almost got arrested on the way home, I got off at the wrong stop and was bored waiting for the next ride... I started taking pictures in a place where I shouldn't. I wonder where the hidden cameras were.

"Hey! You can't take pictures down here! Can you delete them? I don't wanna have to take your phone."

"Yes Sir, no problem."

"Terrorisim bla, bla, bla...."

I pressed various buttons on my phone making it beep a lot and flipped it shut. "There you go Sir, all gone." (Ha, Ha) He sent me on my merry way.

It was really creepy down there. Dark, dirty... Gated off passages that were completely black, leading off to ???????? It reminded me of all the 1970's disaster movies set in NYC.

I walked at least a mile and 1/2 underground, I entered on a completely different system so I walked and walked... You still have to go further underground to get to the actual trains...

The platforms were huge. I can't imagine what they were like filled to capacity. There must have been huge crowds using this rail/subway line at one time.

I've never been in one of these, neither have a lot of people. Can you blame me for wanting pictures? It's not like I was taking pics of anything strategic to cause mayhem... how are the transit people to know that tho.

I have a few more on a disposeable. I have to get that developed.



Come on.

Please.

Do I fit a profile?

Do I not stand out?

Even in a crowd?
Maybe they thought it was reverse psycology...

I'm so openly obviosly there, I must be doing something sneaky.

Blue hair. Red wall. Yellow sign. Primary colors. Cool picture.

I was not so cool down there. It was hot and humid, must be awful when there are many people. Notice the lovely glow I have? I was sweating like a pig. Ick.

Here are some pics from my yard.

Fig tree... It hardly ever has any figs on it.

Good thing I guess, they'd probably attract bees or something.

Like I know how to care for a fig tree.

Pretty things.

This is the entrance to Fairieland/Middle Earth...

You must know the password though.

That's a 7 foot tall partially hollow stump. It's roughly ten feet around. The tree was huge, I miss it. That round thing is a big mushroom.

It gets bigger if you click it, almost all of my pics do.

Ok, that's enough. Way too much.


Nothing coming anytime soon.

I might be done with this.

A TEST FOR OLD KIDS

My Mother emailed me this. Of course I passed with flying colors. A+

This is a test for us, old kids! The
answers are printed below, but don't you
cheat.


01. After the Lone Ranger saved the day
and rode off into the sunset, the grateful
citizens would ask, Who was that masked
man? Invariably, someone would answer, I
don't know, but he left this behind. What
did he leave
behind?________________.


02. When the Beatles first came to the
U.S. in early 1964, we all watched them on
The _______________ Show.


03. "Get your kicks,
___________________."


04. "The story you are about to see is
true. The names have been
changed___________________."


05. "In the jungle, the mighty jungle,
________________."


06. After the Twist, The Mashed Potato,
and the Watusi, we "danced" under a stick
that was lowered as low as we could go in
a dance called the "_____________."


07. "N_E_S_T_L_E_S", Nestle's makes
the very best....... _______________."


08. Satchmo was America 's "Ambassador
of Goodwill." Our parents shared this great
jazz trumpet player with us. His name was
_________________.


09. What takes a licking and keeps on
ticking? _______________.


10. Red Skelton's hobo character was
named __________________ and Red
always ended his television show by
saying, "Good Night, and "________
________".


11. Some Americans who protested the
Vietnam War did so by burning
their______________.


12. The cute little car with the engine in the
back and the trunk in the front was called
the VW . What other names did it go by?
____________ &_______________.


13. In 1971, singer Don MacLean sang a
song about, "the day the music died."This
was a tribute to ___________________.


14. We can remember the first satellite
placed into orbit. The Russians did it. It
was called ___________________.


15. One of the big fads of the late 50's
and 60's was a large plastic ring that we
twirled around our waist. It was called
the ________________.


ANSWERS:


01. The Lone Ranger left behind a silver
bullet.

02. The Ed Sullivan Show

03. On Route 66

04. To protect the innocent.

05. The Lion Sleeps Tonight

06. The limbo

07. Chocolate

08. Louis Armstrong

09. The Timex watch

10. Freddy, The Freeloader,and "Good
Night,and may God Bless."

11. Draft cards (Bras were also burned.)

12. Beetle or Bug

13. Buddy Holly

14. Sputnik

15. Hoola-hoop

Here are some pics.


These are from my yard Saturday morning. I just got back from a 10 mile round trip on my bicycle (It suprises me that I can still do it)...

I left my house at 4:30 am so I'd be on time. I wanted to make sure a certain someone had coffee to sip while he was at dialysis all morning. I brought him a fresh blueberry muffin too, it gave him something to look foward to later in the day.

This one is from Sunday... Yup, another 10 mile bike ride. I'm gonna kill myself I just know it. This cat sort of adopted him. It hangs out in the bushes in his flowerbed. He wants to take him in but he already has an exclusively indoor cat and she's a mean ornery thing. This one is as sweet as can be.

It's funny, the cat recognizes me from all the way down the long street. He sees me on my bicycle, runs over and jumps onto the porch no matter what direction I come from. I guess me and my bike make some kind of specific noise or something. I know dogs can tell when their owners are coming home.