we love the bjork one!

my rendition of "me and bobby mcgee" at the pontiac cafe' marked my second appearance with the karaoke dokies of live band karaoke fame here in the chi. i went intending to be just an audience member, but LadyB's persistance won out and i found myself onstage with her. we took that song out to lunch and rocked out, getting sassy and wild, much to the glee of a crowd of ladies that perched right in front of the stage and shrieked, "oh, we love the bjork one!!" at me while the mics were being adjusted for us. (this isn't the first time my looks have been compared to the dashing lady in swan's clothing, and i say there's much worse celebs to share a face with.) apparantly, our performance was quite well-received as the band gave us the stand-up and this girl group rushed us coming offstage and smothered us with enthusiasm. i was highly amused, to say the least. looks like i'll be doing this again sometime, as it was quite alot of fun.

saturday was spent in disaster relief mode cleaning up after our gigantica pine tree made its exit from our living room. Mole stated that this may need to be our last christmas with a live tree, because it was so much drama to get it out the door, much less precariously strapped on top of the malibu, then half stuffed in the open trunk as a last resort to get it to the recycling area in humboldt park. it took me two hours to wrangle all the pine needles in our place and down the stairs in the hallway. and they're still making their presence known around the apartment and most certainly on and in my car. needlemania!

i then took it upon myself to completely slack away the rest of the weekend, on account of my good behavior in giving the crib a deep cleaning. jumped in to a nice little pile of dvd's lent to me by a co-worker and made it through "saved!", "pieces of april" (thanks a bundle, katie holmes, for making me cry about the shitty relationship you have with your mother dying of cancer as the proverbial black sheep of your fam -- that didn't strike home or anything), "anchorman", and "napolean dynamite" from saturday afternoon to last night. napped intermittantly between, rinse, repeat. i needed a few days of downtime to straighten out my back and get ready for the gym again. will break free of my laziness tonight with a good old hip hop class at the gym.

saw a mcdonald's branded car on the el today, all yellow and red with "blue line. i'm lovin' it!" plastered about. mobile advertising in effect. still doesn't make that nasty food appealling, though. remember the smoking fry!

old skool quote o' the day, from 7.23.01:

"it was like there were lights on everyone at that gathering until the moment when Agent99 entered the patio & suddenly, a single spotlight focused on her for the rest of the night."

-- Climatis, a former Dramatoni co-worker on my appearance at a final gathering of the troops before i quit