Spin Spin Sugar

I'm everyone – hang your label on me


Leave a comment

Day 17 – Your favorite memory, in great detail

My favorite memories all seem to revolve around times I spent with the lovely and talented Jen Wa the Destroyer out on the road. They seem to involve a lot of booze consumption, rowdy boys, sweaty concert halls and absurd conversations that you only have on a very boring stretch of road. Or staying in hilarious hotels in stupid cities.

Some excerpts from the past:

* Jun. 7th, 2005 at 6:57 PM

So I had an okay time at the show last night. Best part of the night was standing in line for the disgusting bathroom at SLO Brew and realizing I was standing by the singer from Lit. I looked over at him and we had a nearly hysterical conversation.

Me: You’re in Lit!
Him: Yes I am
Me: I once drank a bunch of jagger with you and fell off your bus.
Him: Oh youre from Bakersfield then!

It’s very involved being me.

Jun. 10th, 2005

* 7:42 AM

the interesting thing about being Stephanie is that there is a punk band asleep in various parts of my house.

and i just walked in the door myself and hit their merch guy with the door. i think when i leave for work i should offer him my room to sleep in since ya know i’ll be at work

* Jun. 13th, 2005 at 10:10 AM

There’s nothing quite like seeing an entire rock band and their road crew clattering up your stairs and getting ready to go swimming. I went back to work and came home to find we were going to the beach. We filled up the cooler with ice and various bar essentials and then stopped for more beer and champange. It was like TIME FOR A FIELD TRIP. We all climbed in the tour van and drove out to the beach that Jen and I go to. We spread out a bunch of blankets and the boys decided we needed a camp fire. So they dug a hole and started looking for drift wood and fire starters. It was cute, them all being tattooed and crazy looking doing manly things like building fires. A baby seal wandered up on to the beach around that time and almost got close enough to Jen and I for us to touch it. The boys were beside themselves with excitement. We found a boogie board. A got the fire going and we passed around the champagne and toasted to the beautiful California sky.

On the way back in the van, A drinks in the backseat and we sang along to Gwen Stefani. We went to the store for the 43908540398th time that day to get more ice and booze and A got us stuff for breakfast. The plan was for all of us to get SMASHED at our house and hang out. It started out that way. I was sitting on the balcony smoking talking to Shep and Throat (the Merch guy and the tour manager) and then the neighbors started yelling again. So we went back in the house.

* Aug. 17th, 2005 at 10:30 AM

D and R had decided to sleep in the van and so it was just me, Jen, D2, A, White K and Black K in the hotel room. We found out our seals had been the talk of the June tour. We’re basically famous.

At one point they were all so trashed that D2 said “You know whats cool.” and Everyone looked at him and basically the answer was . or nothing, I forget which, but we were all laughing so hard we were crying and K threw up he was laughing so hard. After awhile of laughing until we cried the boys were getting sleepy. And even though there were four of them staying in a tiny ass room, they offered to let us crash there too but we told them we had our own. So it was hugs all around for our boys and then we drove home and got food and crashed.

—-

Ahh yes, those were very good times, and a very long time ago.


1 Comment

Day 16 – Your first kiss, in great detail

I want to say I was in 7th grade. I went to Magic Mountain with my friend Ross K for his birthday. It was me, another girl, who I think was named Ginger but I’m not sure and this guy I was “going out” with Richard N.

Going out in 7th grade is a dumb concept by the way. I think this particular paring came up from the fact that Ross and Richard were neighbors or knew each other some how. Either way I mentioned that Richard was cute or something and the next thing I knew he was my boyfriend. Stupid.

So we all go to Magic Moutain. Ross’s dad drives us and lets us do our thing while he goes off and naps or reads or whatever. Not a lot of trouble to get into inside of a theme park. Eventually Ross and Ginger go off somewhere and I beg Richard to ride the Jet Stream with me, because I was hot and this ride had water and a shorter line the rest.

http://www.youtube.com/v/ISgzCkk22VQ?fs=1&hl=en_US&color1=0x2b405b&color2=0x6b8ab6

If you’ve never ridden this thing it requires you to sit pretty much on your friends. So I sat in front of Richard and we went on down the “river” and there’s this tunnel on the ride. I remember him tapping me on the shoulder during this point and I turned around and bam, first kiss. On a carnival ride. Super cheesy.

I think he and I “went out” for another month or so after that and then we broke up as is the fashion in junior high.

A few years ago someone started trying to plan our high school reunion and I started looking up old friends and found him online. He was selling houses and we said hello and giggled about our stupid shared past.


Leave a comment

Day 15 – Your dreams, in great detail

(Making up for yesterday, you’ll get two of these today)

I dream about work, ALOT. Dead air. Messing up breaks. Forgetting to go in. Doing a show on a station I haven’t worked on in years. Walking into a station and being thrown on the air without my headphones (that’s happened in real life, how the eff do you think I got on Wild in the first place?)

I dream about the people I’ve worked with a lot. That’s about it.

I still dream about Chris.


2 Comments

Day 14 – What you wore today, in great detail

This meme never asks me this question when I’m wearing anything remotely interesting.

I’m wearing a shirt from my old haunt in San Luis Obispo called Mc Carthy’s Irish Pub. You can see one of my favorite bartenders modeling it below.

Brad on the right is wearing the shirt I have on now.

On the front it says “1019 Court St 1952-2007” and the back says “McCarthy’s Irish Pub San Luis Obispo CA “it is a long road that has no turning.”

I’m also wearing my skanky jean shorts, black flip flops and my hair in a pony tail because it’s hot.


Leave a comment

my food blog

My food blog is back if that’s something that makes you dance the happy

http://feedmebitch.blogspot.com

I write down recipes of the food I make. I also review food I eat and kinda blab on and on about my lifestyle/eating choices. I started it two years ago when I was unemployed as a way to keep me off the streets but I’ve been doing so much experimenting with new places to eat etc lately, that I wanted to share.