Thursday, September 15, 2011

Wake Me Up When September Ends

I'd like to open this post with a couple of relatively trivial news yet fun items:

1) I have finally hopped onto the Twitter bandwagon. Does that make me a Twit? Anyway, I currently have one follower and it's the guy that lives across the hall from me. Also, I don't know who to follow aside from random celebrities that I adore. So I would love for you guys to seek out my friendship in the Twitter Universe and show me how it's all done. My page is over here.

2) I'm signed up to do a live musical broadcast on at 4pm today (that's Pacific Standard time - if you live on the East Coast it's going to be at 7pm). It's a really cool site, I'm excited about it. You start with a minute and if people "like" what you're doing you get more time. So, if you're in the mood to pop over there in a couple of hours and cheer me on, I would totally love that.

In other news, my CD project is in limbo because the guy that's mixing it dropped off the face of the Earth one day and woke up in Kansas. I think I nearly cried when I got the text message with that news in it. I feel as if that one five-track disc is the missing piece in my whole rock and roll scheme. And until it's done, I'm destined to be stuck in limbo. Did you know that last week I actually wore PANTY HOSE because I was attempting to get a job as a church pianist? It felt downright unnatural. The worst part is that they didn't even hire me because they need someone who can play the organ too. But I'm over it. I've started putting up ads all over Craigslist advertising my fine skills as a funeral musician. I figure that people are always dying and in need of piano accompaniment. Sadly, I'm yet to get a response.

But enough about jobs! I love what The Poet always says to me: "Lauren, you have a job - you're a rock star. The pay just sucks right now." I try to maintain that mentality, though sometimes it's difficult.

I was talking to an old friend yesterday and we decided that September is always the worst month because everyone goes back to school except you and it forces you to become nostalgic and re-evaluate the current direction of your life. My friend just got hired as a full-time personal trainer though, so I don't really know if he understood what I was talking about. He excitedly talked about how he was going to make so much money at his new job and asked me all about my job prospects, suggesting that maybe I should just go back to school.

I really have no desire to go back to school, but I've noticed that a lot of people are doing it, probably just as a thing to do.

(from Scott Pilgrim vol. 5... yes, my love for these comics is shameless)
Anyway, I'm slipping into rambling-mode here.  I've spent a little too much time in my head lately, can you tell? 

Last night was good, though.  It's been awhile since the whole crew has gone out because Purple Hair moved closer to the river and The Fonz has been living in the woods.  But we all came together last night for pizza at Sizzle Pie and drinks at the B Side (gah... I feel like such hipster scum when I drop names of places like that).  It was really good to get out of my neighborhood and even better to get out of my brain. 

Somehow, I ended up as designated driver, which is usually a blessing in disguise.  Honestly, I have never woken up in the morning and thought to myself "Gee, I'm so glad I had all of that alcohol last night!  I am so grateful that I had the opportunity to be so obnoxious and now I feel all happy and peppy and wonderful!"  But I digress.  The end of the night was particularly spectacular, with The Mad Scientist babbling incoherently to himself in my truck and The Poet shoved between us trying hard not to laugh. 

"People gotta do what people gotta do!  I saaaaaid people gotta do what people gotta do!"

These are the words that The Mad Scientist said the whole way home.  He's my friend, but duuuude... Next time, he's taking a bus.

I did get a nice "Sorry for my drunken behavior" email from him this morning.  I'm starting to get whole collection of those.  Usually they leave his computer at about 6am and are addressed to whoever was present on the scene of his drunken strangeness.  My personal favorites include an apology for publicly groping someone and a clarification assuring us that he does not really think he's Kanye West. 

I really don't think about how strange my life is until I start typing things out like this... 


  1. congrats with everything! and i REFUSE to join twitter...i just cant do it! LoL

  2. I still won't join twitter.......BUT...I happened to be on Facebook when you posted the link to that live online site and I caught your act. I totally thumbs you up as many times as they would allow me too without actually making an account on the site. Love the concept, seems mildly terrifying though.

    Maybe take your funeral pianist idea and branch out to weddings and banquets perhaps?

  3. Stephanie - Thanks! And yeah, I used to be anti-Twitter but figured I would give it a shot. Not really sure yet if I like it or not.

    Allison - It was mildly terrifying! Especially since I had to go in the middle of all those rap guys. And there were people comparing me to bad 80s bands in the chat bar. Haha. Anyway, thanks for all the thumbs up!
    And I'm trying to avoid playing at weddings - they are so stressful! There's a lot of money to be made there though, I might have to just suck it up and play bridal marches.

  4. I tried clicking on your Twitter link but it linked over to the sign-in page; is it possible to read your Tweets even if you're not on Twitter (I'm not)?
    Maybe you could try temping or giving piano lessons? The job market's tough; believe me, I know. Hang in there. This might sound contradictory since I'm a teacher, but I say don't go back to school unless it's something you really want. Getting another degree is really time-consuming and expensive, and speaking as someone who's been in grad school for a zillion years, you have to really want it for it to be worth it. And right now it sounds like you're already pursuing what you want.

  5. my life is the same way...i dont realize how much of a joke my life is until i start typing...

  6. I'll be there to cheer you on at the younow site. Thanks for introducing me to it. I love it!

  7. Maybe you should just move to New orleans and come play music with me! I mean, you are already used to a crazy life... just saying.

  8. Yay! Welcome to the twit-world!!

    And your life is strange, but in an awesome kind of way!


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