15 May 2009

I Love the Color Green

Current mood: Excited!

“She will come in first
For the end of Western Civilization
She’s a natural disaster
She’s the last of the American girls”
~ “Last of the American Girls” by Green Day

Tomorrow morning, at 10am, I will be purchasing my Green Day concert tickets. The Show is August 13. I will be attending. FINALLY! You see, I have never seen Green Day live. I mean, I have seen them Live on television. I have watched every televised live show they have done. Somehow, though, the fates were always against me when it came to seeing them in person. NOT this time! I know that as I write this, their new album is automatically downloading into my iTunes thanks to the power of the pre-order. If you haven’t heard “21st Century Breakdown” yet, you are in for a treat!! It is definitely their best work.

I am buying two tickets to the show – even though I have not asked anyone to go with me yet. I figure I will find someone by then . . . or I will sell the ticket. They will sell out the Qwest Center.

Last week, I brought Marcus Aurelius into the dealer to have a new key made and coded (not cheap!) and to get the car detailed. They did a fantastic job shampooing the carpets and seats and cleaning him up just like when he was brand new. Hard to believe that I have almost put 12k miles on him since August. I saw Joe Cool, my sales guy; while I was there . . . he said that when people get their cars detailed they tend to fall in love with them all over again . . . my response was, “Great! So soon I will have little baby Hondas rolling around”. I think he seriously laughed for a whole minute. I didn’t get the joke. :*giggle*

He was right though! It was so nice to see Marcus all cleaned up and ‘like new’ again. My sister gave me a ride in her car that morning, so I could borrow it while Marcus was getting his spa treatment. As we drove down the street we saw a row of 4 jeeps, all with their tops removed. The 4 drivers were using CB radios to talk to one another. They were obviously part of a club; a Jeep Club. The head jeep was driven by a hot guy . . . followed by a not so hot guy. .. Followed by a chubby, dorky looking guy . . . followed by a girl driver who could have kicked my ass if she hadn’t been so nice.

We were jealous of their camaraderie. Luckily for us, my sister spotted another VW Beetle (which is what she drives). She sped up and changed lanes to get behind it. Then, she honked at the Jeep Club and pointed to the VW in front of her. Each driver looked over, saw what she was doing, and exploded with laughter. They gave us thumbs up and waved. And yes, for a few moments, we were part of something greater than ourselves . . . until the Bug in front of us changed merged into another lane. Still . . . it was an experience to remember . . . or if not remember . . . then at least tell once in a blog.

“Resilience is accepting your new reality even if it’s less good than the reality you had before.” ~ Elizabeth Edwards

Elizabeth Edwards wrote a book. It’s called “Resilience”. She should know all about being resilient. Her husband is failed presidential candidate, John Edwards – known for his good looks and lack of marital fidelity. As if suffering with cancer and the death of child wasn’t enough, Mrs. Edwards also had the privilege to endure a very public sexual scandal thanks to her husband’s straying cock. I’d hate to know what Elizabeth did in a previous life to earn this one . . . karma’s a bitch! I have not read the book – but I intend on doing so. I heard an interview of her on NPR recently. I liked it. I liked her. She “gets” the practical joke we call life – and she accepts it. As do I.

PERSONAL NOTE: I cannot wait to see you!

CONFIDENTIAL NOTE: I will count the moments until I am in your arms. . .

Eidetic Vision

Main Entry: ei·det·ic Pronunciation: I-'det-ik Function: adjective : marked by or involving extraordinarily accurate and vivid recall especially of visual images - an eidetic memory Merriam-Webster's Dictionary, © 2002 Merriam-Webster, Inc.