You rock, Coma Girl

This is what I promised I would title this post. It's what we were affectionately calling Kim during cards Saturday night when there may have been some meds mix-up, as in double dosing. Chip said this about her as she was raking in a large pot of our chips. It was an intimate and swell time, no pictures.

Thursday, I went to Sandusky to my friend Tim's sister's house for the big dinner. It was very nice of them to invite me at the last minute as otherwise I would have stayed home and watched rented movies. Turkey, all the trimmings, as they say, for 12 and then about 25 people were there when it was time for the loaded down dessert buffet extravaganza.

Friday, Amy and I were going to have another big dinner with Connie Z, but alas, she was stricken down by illness so Amy and I just drank wine and went to the wine tasting.

Saturday morning I watched "Now, Voyager" with Bette Davis who, long story short, meets a married guy, they have a brief thing, they reunite but not as lovers, he wants it to be more, but as she says in the last line of the film, "Don't let's ask for the moon. We have the stars." As they stare out a window of her mansion while smoking nonfilter cigs and drinking old fashioneds.

It was a beautiful weekend, weather-wise. I note this so later I can remember. I erected a new mailbox on a post, which seems just the teensiest bit wobbly. Then I tried to install a wireless doorbell but upon inserting all required batteries, hmmm, no ringo. By this time, my old boyfriend Barker had showed up and decided I just needed a new doorbell button because when you touch the wires together, the old doorbell rings. Maybe I'll get on this but it's going to be winter the next day I am home in the daylight. So for now I have black electrical tape over the wires hole.

It was a surprise to hear from Barker. He lives in Brazil now with some under-30 wife he got down there. He was on a one-week layover between working in Portland, Ore., and going home to SA. We drank many beers and ate the Big Chicken Sunday at Jed's, the only place in BG you can eat on Sunday night after 9. His wife called him while we were at the bar and accused of him of being with "that girlfriend" or however this translates from Portuguese. Alas, c'est moi: always the girlfriend, never the bride. I had told him last year he should tell me how to say in Portuguese, "I like your man but he makes me crazy" so I could make small talk with her if I ever got to see her. He told me Brazilian wives would not think that was very funny. I told him that coincidentally, American wives feel the same.

I have some pictures of Turkey Day in Sandusky which I will be getting up here any day now.

Why me, Lord?

A couple of months ago I started receiving the TV Guide magazine in the mail. Ironic, as I watch less TV than about anybody I know. Then last week I started to get another weekly rag, Time Out New York. What up wid dat? If you signed me up for these, stop it. It's all I can do to get through the New Yorker

NEWS FLASH: The Desimone's Rod's Collison date Dec. 2 is in peril. Missed connections etc. Hmmm. Will keep you posted.

The Happy Badger, an incredibly cool Ann Arbor-ish kind of store that I used to frequent in Toledo is moving to Bowling Green! Here are some details:

The address is 331 N. Main three blocks North of Main and Wooster, the heart of downtown. The phone number 419-352-0706 *as of Opening, Tuesday Nov. 28. A Grand Opening party with music is scheduled Sat. Dec. 9

I think it must be that big yellow house there, next to the city parking lot. We'll have to check this out. It's where I got those black wool gloves that I love so much and I got a pair of mittens like them for Amy. For like $6.

Still on the red wine test. Working out pretty good so far.

Last night, me and Ms. Jenks went to the Ark to see Peter Rowan and Tony Rice. They played with those two chicas on mandolin and stand-up bass. Man, she could thump that big thing. It was lovely. Had the usual fun in Connor O'Neil's prior to. Snowed pretty hard on us at the state line on the way up.

Also, there be cards at Kim and Jim's Sat. Nov. 25.

Tomorrow night I have to go to the BG-UT football game at UT. For work. In a suite, with bevs and delicious snacks. Mayhap I will look at the game a couple of times. Or once.

I will wear this stunning new red jacket I got a couple of weeks ago at SteinMart. NO MORE RED JACKETS! I have to tell myself. But I don't listen. Some time I will line them all up for a photo opp.

Thursday, which looks to be a bee-yoo-tee-ful day, I am unencumbered by familial obligation. Don't tell my mom. More leaves going to the yard waste. Friday, Thanksgiving for me at Amy's with turkey and all the trimmings. No radio show Saturday as far as I can tell. I had one this week that I shoulda recorded, but I din't. Hope I can get one for the holidays as I have a lot of new music for that.

Had daughter trauma last week. Possible eviction. Gnashing of teeth. All done by Saturday night. Think good thoughts for her. And all our children.

Who's tanky? Listening to Coco Montoya. Note to self: I Won't Beg.

My friend from high school who lives in Wisconsin emailed today about her daughter's commitment ceremony with another woman. Then it turned into this long report about all her 4 children and their lives, kinda like a holidy letter. This woman's husband is a Methodist minister who left her for another woman and drinks a ton. There ya go. Christians at work. I gotcher family values. I don't mean HIM particularly, just the whole Ted Haggard I didn't buy that crack to use and that man only gave me a massage Christian thing.

Higher and higher.

Go Bucks

Many people attended the Martha garage OSU-UM game festivity.

The hostess displays the fabulous buffet available.


She later chastised Mr. Bomeli. "Where's the greasy bread," you can just imagine her saying.

There was a fire which these nonsports fans remained close to the whole time.

Connie with Doug in the background. As usual.

Mmmmm, buffet.........

Go Bucks etc.

Saturday is the Holiday Parade and then Martha is hosting the Border Battle festivities at her garage at 3:30. She is talking about Bloody Marys at the bar right after or maybe during the parade. Hines Farm has decided once again to hold a concert on an already busy night, Dec. 2, with Shirley King, while we will be at Desimone's seeing Rod's Collision.

Hope you like the new look of the blog. They've introduced some new templates so it might look different every time you visit.

Let the holidays begin!

Yessirreee. Just dash these cloudy skies blues and prepare for festivity! Next week is Thanksgiving already and then it's the mad dash to January and Mexico.

Friday night we played some cards at Ron and Deb's. It was election time last Tuesday and it's a blue country now, boy. See this hilarious piece from the Daily Show.

I am trying out that theory for all of you that the more red wine you drink, the healthier you are. Stay tuned for reports.

Cooking school Sunday yielded white chili, poached salmon, baked acorn squash, pear cobbler. Also I made some lovely little bruschetta with the last of my tomatoes, fresh mozzarella and pesto. Mmmm, they were delicious. And so healthful.

Nate Baker is playing at the bar over Cucina de Bette on Saturday after the OSU-UM game. I'm going there tomorrow night to hobnob with some of my former fellow wizards because it is World Usability Day. It's a day to Walk Your Red Balloon, meaning you should go out and take pictures of nonusable stuff and post them at flickr.com. Here's an example of unusability:

Dreary November

I tried to upload some Halloween photos but they would never take. Let's move on. A couple of things on the horizon:

November 19- Miss Jenks and I have tickets for Peter Rowan and Tony Rice at the Ark.

Thanksgiving-- extra days off, the promise of gluttony.

December 1-- Local bluegrass band Student Loan has a CD release party at Howard's. They wanted to play live on my radio show but ALAS I have no radio show until Oh maybe December. Maybe.

December 2-- Wynn and Steve's Red & Green Gala at 5 p.m. followed by Rod's Collision at Desimone's where we went Sunday to see Rod's open for Debbie Davies.

December 8-- Toledo Symphony at BG Nazarene Church

December 13-- A foursome will be attending the Dr. John show at the Ark

December 23-- Rod's Collision at Nate and Wally's