Kats (wildrider) wrote,
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In which I'm alone

Well, rahirah headed off yesterday morning. I dropped her at the airport and I hope she's reached her destination, since I haven't heard. I guess they're all having fun at WriterCon... at least, those who aren't having fun at ComicCon!!!

So anyway, I planned on posting last night, but as often happens, my friend Shelley in California called and we talked and shopped together (online, of course) for almost two hours, sharing cool shoe sites and being very girly. "Oh, those are SO cute!" "Wah! These don't fit!" (She's going to return those ones, obviously.) Then I had to watch Fallen Angel, the documentary about Gram Parsons - I find it very interesting that a documentary about the quintessential American roots singer/songwriter was apparently made by a Scandinavian filming company for the BBC. Why doesn't America pay any attention to its important figures? Americana is always more popular in Europe. Anyway, it's a fascinating work, so I got my review of the collection done and I have to get that off in the email, and then watch the Johnny Cash DVD this week. Have to share that one with sillymagpie.

Things that have happened to me this week: I was driving to work the other morning. The street was pretty crowded, and next to me was a shiny new Dodge pickup, maybe a little ahead of me - the bed was in the same general area as my hood. That's when I noticed he was moving over. Toward me. I couldn't see if he had a signal on, since he wasn't far enough ahead of me for it to show. So he's trying to occupy the same space as me, so I jerk to the left and honk my horn. He proceeds with cutting me off, then reached out his window to flip me off.

*WTF*??? I was flabbergasted, since I was pretty sure I was in the right - and as I paced him pretty much all the way across town (he went the same route as me, the 202 to the 143, turned left on Broadway into Tempe), I thought to myself, "What if I'd had a GUN, you stupid fuck?!?"

Speaking of the sniper, a man was shot this morning at 19th Avenue and Northern. It looks like the apartments where Daystar people used to live and we hung out a lot; of course, a lot of those complexes look alike, but still. Of course, said sniper hit someone here two blocks from my house. I worry a lot more about a random sniper than I do the serial rapist. It's SUCH fun when Phoenix makes national news. It's never good news, when that happens.

But in good news, going back to Americana, just recently Dale Watson has announced that since his kids are settling just fine in Baltimore, he's moving back to Austin and returning to his old regular gigs. Yay! It's not like I can get to Austin any time soon, but it's sure nice to know he's there.

Thinking about it, I haven't gotten an Americana Newsletter update in a while; I wonder what's happened to Bill Groll. I wonder if I can find his site (he changed the name "Americana" to "real country" or similar a while back, because the genre name "Americana" was of course being taken over by the man... he was a pretty stalwart independent dude. But it was the best place to check who was playing in Austin).

Few things made the cats happier than flatscreen monitors they can walk behind...

No other news. I guess that's good news.

ETA: Why is it that once you hit "spell check" on this thing, you can no longer choose a user pic? Nothing ELSE goes away after a spell check... and you can change the user pic in "edit," so that makes NO SENSE...
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