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Showing posts with label John Pyper Ferguson. Show all posts
Showing posts with label John Pyper Ferguson. Show all posts

July 2, 2010

Post #600

So. Post #600. I totally spaced on observing any of the other milestones, so I don't know why I'm observing this one but I am.

I started this blog in June, 2006, after searching around the interwebs for fans of Vincent D'Onofrio. That's how I met Val, Eliza, Axe, Ann, Mary, Jaime, Susan, Kris, Madi, Tess & Di at The Valentine Cat and all the gals on the Molly Blog. Their blogs were all pretty new too, in the summer of 2006. I am proud to call them amongst my dearest friends. And through our fledgling efforts to D'evote our blogs to the D'Ivine D'Onofrio, I met a whole bunch of wonderful people too: BASRIC, BobbyBeGood1, our only male Vincent Vixen Snarkangel, Jazzy, Nantz, Ruby, MauiGirl and Music Wench. I'm proud to call all of you friends. Other Vincent bloggers have come and go, and I keep in touch with some on Facebook. I apologize profusely if I have left anyone out!!



My fellow Vincent Vixens did a fantastic job at presenting Vincent pics and slideshows, especially Eliza, who works some serious magic with her treasure trove of pics. Unfortunately, other than posting stock shots of Vincent I'd snagged from around the web, I didn't know what else to do with it, and therefore decided to just write about miscellaneous stuff. I like to write and it's been a good outlet for me. It's been a fun 4 years, although I can't believe it's been this long.

Along the way I also found some great Deadhead friends like Aiko Annie at Cozy Shack, Daisy Deadhead at Daisy's Dead Air, Sugar Mag, Fancy Schmancy, White Rabbit and The Golden Road. Through White Rabbit, I connected with Petit Fleur who writes a great blog as well. Her young son comes up with some brilliantly funny quips, which she calls "Harleyisms".

I love Vaporback Writer's blog (f/k/a Danger Panda's Eats Shoots & Leaves) because she lives a few towns over from me and does a lot of writing about the history of places and people, and she loves to poke fun at Pierce County Sheriff Ed Troyer. I love the great travel shots over at Trigby's Rigamaroo. Trigby performed Donnie & Mike's wedding ceremony in San Francisco, and that's how I met him. He and his partner, Eric, surprise each other all the time with fantastic trips to exotic places. I can't afford to travel, so I am happy to do it vicariously through my friends.

And now I've also been enjoying the Hood Photo Blog, San Francisco Sidewalk Safari and Victoria Daily Photo, which represent some of the most breathtaking photography I've ever seen of my fave places. Val, at Incurable, writes some great stuff about her intense long distance horseback riding competitions she does in the punishing Texas summer heat. Maureen's I'd Rather Be Blogging is always good for a chuckle. I've also been perusing the blogs of some absolutely amazing artists, like Sam's 3 blogs: Silkie Sue, SaMmY's PiX n MiX & Gingerwine's Lost Toys. I always loved Drowsey Monkey's blog but she decided to take a break several months ago, although I see she's testing the waters again (Drowsey, if you read this, please restart your blog).

Sorry I don't know how to do links, but they are all on the side of my page.

All of these blogs, including, Just Some Thoughts, Siobhan's Neverland, Sylvia's Stitches, Seraphim Jewelry Design, Blue Eyed Girl, Marching 7/4 and Marble Forum, are what keep me inspired to make my blog interesting and eclectic.

I want to thank all of my wonderful friends and family who pop by to read, either regularly or now and then. I appreciate the support. A lot of blogs I've seen never have any comments at all and it means a lot to me that I do get comments. I love all of you.

So the other day in the car, I was listening to one of my fave songs, "Blow At High Dough" by the Tragically Hip, which was also the theme song of one of my fave shows called "Made In Canada", about the film and TV industry in Toronto. It was brilliantly written and acted, extremely accurate and I developed quite a crush on Peter Keleghan, who played Alan Roy, the head of Pyramid Studios. Peter was simultaneously on "The Red Green Show" as lonely, loony Ranger Gord, who I also adored. When I got home, I looked Peter up on Facebook and found a page. I thought it was just a fan page till I checked out his friends. Oh it's definitely him alright. So I decided, what the hell, I'll send him a friend request. I included a message saying that I've been a long time fan of his, and assured him I wasn't weird or a stalker. Less than a half hour later, I got a notification that he'd accepted my friend request. I was ecstatic!!

Last year I'd also done a similar friend request to another long time fave actor, John Pyper Ferguson, on whom I have had a major crush since 1993. To my utter bliss, he also accepted. I've always been star struck, but to have 2 of my 3 biggest actor crushes consent to be a Facebook friend is like the closest I will ever get to meeting them in real life, or seeing what they are up to, even though neither of them are on that much. Now if only Vincent would get a page! Then my trifecta of actor crushes would be complete.


I covet this pendant. I am thinking about buying it. It's like $45 though. But I love it. We'll see.
As I mentioned the other day, Sagan's boarding this weekend. Today I got up at 7:30 and checked the following things off my Do It or Die List: Cleaned, vacuumed & dusted the downstairs, washed the downstairs dog beds, put away the DVDs, CDs and books. It took me about 4 trips to and from the upstairs livingroom with arm loads of dog toys that had to be brought back downstairs and put in the toy boxes. I coloured 2 pictures this afternoon, and also started one of my craft kit of the month club projects. It's stenciling. Because I have always sucked, and will always suck, at stenciling, I am having to try to salvage it as I continue on w/ the project. Needless to say when it's done and I take a photo of it, the photo will not be a closeup.....

The weather's been very cool and rainy, which suits me just fine, but for the ever-growing horror show that is my backyard. But the longer it stays like this, the shorter the summer. Last year was so awful. Just so hot. Too hot. Africa hot. Tarzan hot. I-don't-think-I-can-stay-here-if-it's-gonna-be-this-Hot. That's why I will happily take this off & on rain, any day.

I met Brian on July 2, 1988, 22 years ago today, in Oxford Maine, after the Dead show. I don't really remember that specific meeting other than saying, "Hi" when we were introduced, as it was late and dark and everyone was flying on LSD except me, who had to drive about an hour back to Michelle's place in Freeport. It was the next day, July 3, when he and I bonded after I sold him my extra ticket for what I paid ($20) and he said, "I love you". We didn't start hanging out regularly till months later though.

July 4th always makes me feel nostalgic and I will probably do a post about what it was like to grow up in a place like Sandwich, in the 1970's and celebrate the 4th of July. It's so quintessentially American, especially when you grow up surrounded with the history of it like I did. The fledgling rebellion would meet at Fessenden's Tavern, which eventually became the Dan'l Webster Inn, where I worked every summer as a chambermaid. The loyalists would meet at Newcombe's Tavern on the other side of Shawme Pond. I was born and raised in the heart of America's birth. So was Brian, being originally from New Jersey and outside the Philadelphia area. And typical of children, I didn't appreciate it when I lived there.

Tomorrow's goals: Dusting & vacuuming the upstairs, washing the livingroom windows, taking the stuff to Goodwill, washing out Sagan's crate and cleaning the kitchen & bathroom. And crafts. Always crafts.

February 23, 2010

A Meme from MusicWench

MusicWench did an interesting meme on her blog the other day, with new and funnier questions, so I decided to answer them too. Anyone who wants to play along can feel free to copy & paste. Some of the formatting got screwed up and I can't seem to change it.
1. You can press a button that will make any one person explode. Who would you blow up?

I only get ONE choice? OK then, either Sarah Palin or Octomom.

2. You can flip a switch that will wipe any band or musical artist out of existence. Which one will it be?

Seriously, again with the 'one' choice?! I really hate Bruce Springsteen. Gonna have to go with Springsteen.

3. Who would you really like to just punch in the face?

Former Oakland Rayduh's quarterback Jeff Hostetler. I really can't stand that guy. I have always wanted to punch his face in.

4. What is your favorite cheese?

Cheddar.

5. You can only have one kind of sandwich. Every sandwich ingredient known to humankind is at your immediate disposal. What kind will you make?


An east coast style Italian sub.

6. You have the opportunity to sleep with the movie or sports celebrity of your choice. We are talking no-strings-attached sex and it can only happen once. Who is the lucky celebrity of your choice?

I'll get in trouble with the Vincent Vixens if I don't automatically pick Vincent.....but I've had a crush on John Pyper Ferguson for many, many, MANY more years than Vincent. Plus Pyper spends a lot of time in Vancouver, so he's a lot closer than Vincent who is all the way in NYC. Pyper was also gracious enough to accept my Facebook friend request AND he personally responded to a short message I sent him.

7. You have the opportunity to sleep with the music celebrity of your choice. Who do you pick?

It used to be Bob Weir from the Grateful Dead, but the Bobby of 25 years ago. There aren't any current musicians that I'd sleep with now.

8. Now that you’ve slept with two different people in a row, you seem to be having an excellent day because you just came across a hundred-dollar bill on the sidewalk. Holy shit, a hundred bucks! How are you gonna spend it?


Probably something to eat because I'm ravenously hungry from all the sex. Or spend it on beads.

9. You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere. You have to depart right now. Where are you gonna go?

Newfoundland or Nova Scotia. Seriously. I am dying to see the Canadian Maritimes and beachcomb on Grand Manan Island.

10. Upon arrival to the aforementioned location, you get off the plane and discover another hundred-dollar bill. Shit! Now that you are in the new location, what are you gonna do?

Buy a piece of local artwork, either a picture or beadwork or some other locally made craft.

11. An angel appears out of Heaven and offers you a lifetime supply of the alcoholic beverage of your choice. It is…?

I don't drink because I seem to be allergic to alcohol. I wouldn't mind a lifetime supply of Jone's Pure Cane Sugar Green Apple Soda.

12. Rufus appears out of nowhere with a time-traveling phone booth. You can go anytime in the PAST. What time are you traveling to and what are you going to do when you get there?

Who in the Sam Hill is Rufus? (who in the Sam Hill, is Sam Hill?) A time traveling phone booth? Um, OK I think that's called a TARDIS. But I digress.... Any time in the past? Well I would love to have been at the Human Be-In in Golden Gate Park in January, 1967. Or the summer of 75.

13. You discover a beautiful island upon which you may build your own society. You make the rules. What is the first rule you put into place?

No annoying your neighbors with barking dogs, screaming children, loud engines or loud music.

14. You have been given the opportunity to create the half-hour TV show of your own design. What is it called and what’s the premise?

MusicWench and I are on the same page with her answer: "
...Good News and feature uplifting, happy news stories instead of the horrible stuff we're faced with everyday. NO POLITICS. No kidding. lol Me, political junkie is tired of the negative ragging on each other and screaming. Even the liberals are screaming and it's making me nuts."

AGREED!!!!

15. What is your favorite curse word?


What the Fuck. Fuck you, you fuckin' fuck. Get the fuck outta my way. Fucking-A. Are you fucking kidding me??? Also Jesus Fucking Christ. That's another fave.

16.One night you wake up because you heard a noise. You turn on the light to find that you are surrounded by MUMMIES. The mummies aren’t really doing anything, they’re just standing around your bed. What do you do?


Lose all bladder control and try to scream but nothing comes out then die of a heart attack.

17. Your house is on fire, holy shit! You have just enough time to run in there and grab ONE inanimate object. Don’t worry, your loved ones and pets have already made it out safely. So what’s the item?

I don't want to answer this b/c this has been an all consuming fear of mine since a series of traumatic fires in my hometown when I was 7 and I can't talk about it. Maybe someday I'll blog about it; it help make me confront it.

18. The Angel of Death has descended upon you. Fortunately, the Angel of Death is pretty cool and in a good mood, and it offers you a half-hour to do whatever you want before you bite it.

I'd give away all my stuff to my friends to make them happy. Scott, I don't know if you read my blog or not, but YES YOU STILL GET THE WACKY PACK COLLECTION.

19. You accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what’s even cooler is that they endow you with the super-power of your choice! What’s it gonna be?

Telekinesis. I desperately want to throw slow-moving cars in front of me off the road. I fantasize about it during my commute every day, especially when I'm behind a Volvo, Subaru or the trifecta from hell: A mini van with disabled plates and the driver is on the phone.

20. You can re-live any point of time in your life. The time-span can only be a half-hour, though. What half-hour of your past would you like to experience again?

Set II of the Grateful Dead on October 30, 1991, Oakland Coliseum: Eyes of the World into the best Estimated Prophet I have ever heard in my life.

21. You can erase any horrible experience from your past. What will it be?


Geez there are so, so many of them. I can't possibly pick just one.

22. You got kicked out of the country for being a time-traveling heathen who sleeps with celebrities and has super-powers. But check out this cool shit… you can move to anywhere else in the world! Bitchin’! What country are you going to live in now?

Oh god that's a no brainer: British Columbia, Canada. Preferably on Vancouver Island in a custom built log home.

23. This question still counts, even for those of you who are under age. Check it out. You have been eternally banned from every single bar in the world except for ONE. Which one is it gonna be?

Wow. Couldn't care less. I don't drink and I don't like bars.

24. Hopefully you didn’t mention this in the super-powers question…. If you did, then we’ll just expand on that. Check it out… Suddenly, you have gained the ability to FLOAT!!! Whose house are you going to float to first, and be like “Dude, check it out…I can FLOAT!”?

What an utterly bizarre question. But honestly, I think I would be too busy taking aerial photographs to bother floating to someone's house to tell them I can float, unless I happen to be floating past their house when I'm taking pictures.

25. The constant absorption of magical moonbeams mixed with the radioactive vegetables you consumed earlier has given you the ability to resurrect the dead famous-person of your choice. So which celebrity will you bring back to life?

Jerry Garcia. Then I'd send him in for quadruple bypass surgery, then to long term rehab so he could quit the smack for good.

26. The Celestial Gates of Beyond have opened, much to your surprise because you didn’t think such a thing existed. Death appears. As it turns out, Death is actually a pretty cool entity, and happens to be in a fantastic mood. Death offers to return the friend/family-member/person, etc. of your choice to the living world. Who will you bring back?

My dad for sure.

27. What’s your theme song?

Estimated Prophet by the Dead. The first time I heard it was late 1987 and I heard the studio version on WZLX radio in Boston. I was just getting into the Dead, and I was already focused on moving to San Francisco. My family didn't believe that I would go and dismissed my constant talk of 'when I move to SF...'. The people at work didn't believe I'd ever quit such a high paying, union job at Channel 56. I would voice my desire to live in the Bay Area and be met with patronizing head-nodding. Estimated inspired me and really lit a fire under me to make it work. Guess I showed them. The album version is great, but when they do it live, and they really jam it out, holy shit it will blow you away. Especially the verse that starts, 'you've all been asleep you would not believe me!' when Bobby is really belting it out and the band is just so loud and hitting the crescendo. These are the lyrics:

My time coming, any day, don't worry 'bout me, no
Been so long I felt this way, ain't in no hurry, no
Rainbows end down that highway where ocean breezes blow
My time coming, voices saying, they tell me where to go

Don't worry bout me, no no, don't worry bout me, no
And I'm in no hurry, no no no, I know where to go.

California, preaching on the burning shore
California, I'll be knocking on the golden door
Like an angel, standing in a shaft of light
Rising up to paradise, I know I'm gonna shine

My time coming, anyday, don't worry 'bout me, no
It's gonna be just like they say, them voices tell me so
Seems so long I felt this way and time sure passin' slow
Still I know I lead the way, they tell me where I go

Don't worry bout me, no no, don't worry bout me, no
And I'm in no hurry, no no no, I know where to go

California, a prophet on the burning shore
California, I'll be knocking on the golden door
Like an angel, standing in a shaft of light
Rising up to paradise, I know I'm gonna shine

You've all been asleep,
You would not believe me!
Them voices telling me,
You will soon receive me!
We're standing on the beach,
The sea will part before me
(Fire wheel burning in the air)
And you will follow me,
And we will ride to glory
(Way up the middle of the air)

And I'll call down thunder
And speak the same !
And my word fills the sky with flame!
And might and glory gonna be my name, MY NAME!
And men gonna light my way!!


[insert insanely hot, 5 minute, face-shredding jam here]

My time coming, anyday, don't worry bout me, no
It's gonna be just like they say, them voices tell me so
Seems so long I felt this way and time sure passin slow
My time coming, anyday, don't worry about me, no ...

Can you see why "Estimated Prophet" inspired me to move to California?