Well, well, well... here I am again. As I sit here at the public library pondering life and free exchange of knowledge I am surprised by how many truly stange people frequent the public library (myself not included of course). As you all know I have some strange force that surrounds me and attracts strange men to do stupid things. In keeping with this tradition last summer I had come to the library to check out a book and had a man actually lie down on the floor and try to look up my skirt. When I kicked him in the stomach he sheepishly tried to pretend that he had dropped something on the floor and was trying to retrive it. I didn't buy it, especially since I am quite sure what ever he dropped did not end up under my skirt. PERVERT!

Anyway, you all must be wondering what I've been up to lately while obviously have not been blogging from public library...

I did attend the Dave Matthews Band concert in Central Park and will now grace you with the amazing set list:
Wednesday Sep 24 2003
Central Park

Don’t Drink the Water
So Much To Say
Too Much
Granny
Crush
When The World Ends
Dancing Nancies
Warehouse
Ants Marching
Rhyme & Reason
Two Step
Help Myself
Cortez The Killer *
Jimi Thing *
What Would You Say
Where Are You Going
Watchtower
__________________

Grey Street
What You Are
Stay

Special Guests:
* Warren Haynes

The entire show was amazing and for those of you who missed it, you can view it shortly as Dave will be releasing it as a cd and dvd in the near future. And in watching the DVD you will avoid having to stand in line for over 3 hours trying to enter the park from 2 entrances along with 100,000 other Dave Matthews fans and only about 6 ticket takers. Great planning guys. No really, just super.

Thursday night I was honored to be invited to Joe's Pub to see Raul Midon perform. I had never heard of this guy before Thursday night and I must say he blew me away. Absolutely Incredible! This guy could play the guitar like nobody's business!!! We left Joe's pub and headed to a night spot for drinks and dinner where I ran into none other than Bjork and her cute little dog.

Friday night I decided to go back to Joe's Pub to see my favorite eastmountainsouth I ordered one drink and kicked back and enjoyed the show. The show was amazing, everything I imagined it would be and then the check came... you see, since I had been invited out on Thursday night I didn't pay - but how expensive could one drink be anyway??? $18??? You must be kidding, you say. No. One drink and it cost me $18 f*%king dollars. Incredible. Only in New York f$%king City... now I feel really bad about Thursday night cause I had a few of those suckers. Ooops. Oh well.

Let's see... this weekend was great! My UT Vols beat South Carolina in overtime to make us 4-0 for the season and my wonderful, amazing, hunky, fantasy Tennessee Titans boyfriend, Drew Bennett, scored a touchdown to beat the Steelers on Sunday!

Everything was going so nicely until I was informed last night that a state inspector had been by our apartment yesterday with the landlord and deemed the two attic bedrooms of our apartment illegal. Yes, you heard me. Illegal. So what does this mean? This means that Daisy will soon be living in the den. Wonderful. Hopefully it won't be so bad... the den is about twice the size of my current bedroom anyway.

So that's what's been going on here... I am heading up to the Green Mountain this weekend. The folks will be in Burlington for a few days so I'm going to say hello and look at the pretty leaves... can hardly believe it's October already!

So I took a little trip down to Nashville, TN this past weekend. I had an action packed weekend of Law School Tours, Concerts, Football, Family, and Fun!

Friday morning I visited a Law School that I will be applying to this fall and sat in on a class. The class (Legal Processes) was quite interesting – content of the class eclipsed only by the very HOTT boy who saved me a seat next to him and gave me background on the class with the cutest little southern drawl. Yes, Distractions-R-Us. They would do well to put his beautiful face on the cover of the prospectus - they would get a helluva lot more applications for admission! Like UVA for example - Dave Matthews is pictured on page 6 of their prospectus. Will I be applying to UVA you ask? What do you think???

Then Friday night "TomboBacos who likes guacamole on tacos" got me tickets to see an even HOTTER boy:

Dave Matthews Band
Friday, September 19, 2003
Nashville, Tennessee

#41
Everyday
Granny
Crash
Stay
Dancing Nancies
Warehouse
Bartender
What Would You Say
When The World Ends
Grey Street
Jimi Thing *
Rhyme & Reason
Help Myself
Two Step +~
__________________
Where Are You Going
What You Are

Special Guests:
* Mike Durham
+ Jeff Coffin
~ Futureman

Jeff Coffin and Futureman ROCKED the house!

Saturday saw the Tennessee Vols stomp the Florida Gators in the SWAMP! GO VOLS! A Hail-Mary just before halftime put us up by 4 and the second half was all Vols! I got to watch this one on mom’s new BATV… for those of you not up on your redneck lingo that stands for “Big Ass TV.” Now mom, you just need to get a BAC (Big-Ass Couch) to go with your BATV!

Then Sunday my boy DREW BENNETT finally got the respect he deserves as the “Player of the Game” in the Titans vs. the Saints match up – where the Titans stomped the Saints!!!! What’s that??? TOUCHDOWN DREW BENNETT!!! Uh huh. That’ll teach me to bench him on my Fantasy Team. Yes, the Drew Bennett Fantasy continues… I had great tickets to the game thanks to the Wood and Tiensey and her Boy. We drank lots of very expensive margaritas at the game, so expensive they gave you a little bottle of vaseline with each drink.

I had a wonderful trip in all… I got to see my very pregnant sister and pat her belly for a while. I spent time with my mom doing what southerners know best, eating! I bonded with my little brother over some Dave Matthews Band. I had a date with the Nashville boy and watched a lot of football with the girls and the Wood. Both my flights were delayed so I spent way too much time just sitting around the airport watching it rain and got in to NY really late Sunday night, which makes work on Monday morning not a whole lot of fun.

Alpha the Great and I spent Monday evening together working on our new wish, eating junk food, and watching "The Devil's Playground." Now I would like to discuss this for just a moment. First, just let me reiterate that yes - I already realize that I am a big dork so it is therefore ok to admit that I spent Monday evening watching a documentary about Amish youth and yes - I enjoyed it. Now that I've gotten that out of the way -I just want to say, "What the f*%K?" This documentary explored the Amish tradition of Rumspringa - that is, when Amish youth turn 16 years old they are thrown into the real world to experience all of life's forbidden fruits (tv, video games, driving cars, smoking, alcohol, drugs, sex, etc.). After a period ranging anywhere from a few months to a few years, these kids finally decide whether they want to give up all of these things and join the Amish church or keep them and live in the "English" world. Oh, and by the way, if they choose not to join the Amish church then they are shunned by their friends and family and are not allowed any contact with them. How about that for some family values??? This seems absolutely ridiculous to me!!! If you were a parent would you keep your children away from water their whole lives and never teach them to swim then as soon as they turned 16 just throw them off a boat into the middle of the ocean to see if they can swim???? Incredible! To make things even worse these kids are not educated past the 8th grade so they couldn't get a good job or go to college even if they wanted to. Of course their life is going to be hard, they haven't been prepared to succeed in the real world! They're not being given a REAL choice as to whether or not to join the Amish church, their parents are taking an opportunity to be self-righteous and say I told you so when their kids inevitably come back home. These kids are being set up for failure! The entire documentary focuses on the drugs and sex and alcohol aspect of rumspringa - the material world. But if these people really want to give their children a choice they should give them an education. Give them some books about other religions and make them informed human beings... then ask them whether or not they want to join the Amish church. I was absolutely enthralled/appalled by this film and would love the opportunity to speak to someone who knows more about this subject than I do. My brain just can't comprehend why anyone would think that this was in any form or fashion a good way to raise a child.

Now that I have that off my chest... I am going to see Dave Matthews again tonight! Woo-hoo! I got 2 tix to see the Central park concert tonight! Alpha and I will be heading that way in a few short moments!!! I am sure that there will be a million people there... details to come...

I feel like such a dork... my laptop blew up last night so this leaves me blogging from the public library. No seriously Daisy, get a life. I know!

I was in an interesting mood last night when I got off from work so I picked up a bottle of Bailey's on my way home to cheer me up. My roomie and I sat and had a very nice looong conversation. I always feel better after talking with her, even if we're just sitting around bullshitting. It could be that she's a cool chick and knows how to put me in a good mood, or it could be the fact that we always seem to finish the bottle... hmmm.

Am working on the PC problem... hope to be up and running again soon!

A Tribute - Sept. 11, 2001

When Pericles wrote the following tribute it was meant for the children, mothers, brothers, friends, and families of Athens, Greece who had all lost loved ones during the Peloponnesian War. These men died defending a city that, to them, was the embodiment of true Democracy. These men believed democracy so noble an ideal as to lay their lives upon its altar to see that others might continue to enjoy her freedoms. Amazing how fitting this tribute should seem even today to those who feel the same love and pride for America and for New York City. Where Pericles says "I have sung the praises of our city," he very well could have been saying, "I have sung the praises of our country." As Athens was a testament to Democracy, so is the United States; and as her soldiers were a testament to strength and bravery so are the hundreds of policemen, firemen, rescue workers, and American soldiers who have died since September 11th, 2001 fighting to preserve all that America stands for... freedom and justice for all.

"This, then, is the kind of city for which these men, who could not bear the thought of losing her, nobly fought and nobly died. It is only natural that every one of us who survive them should be willing to undergo hardships in her service. And it was for this reason that I have spoken at such length about our city, because I wanted to make it clear that for us there is more at stake than there is for others who lack our advantage; also I wanted my words of praise for the dead to be set in the bright light of evidence. And now the most important of these words has been spoken. I have sung the praises of our city; but it was the courage and gallantry of these men, and of people like them, which made her splendid. Nor would you find it true in the case of many of the Greeks, as it is true of them, that no words can do more than justice to their deeds."
~Pericles' Funeral Oration

Speaking of living in a fantasy world...

AlphaTheGreat: um, good morning sunshine
AlphaTheGreat: it is going to be nice this weekend.
AlphaTheGreat: I want to go away. Far, far away - to a land unbeknownst
AlphaTheGreat: I want to Tango on the surface of Mars.
Daisy: just the two of us?
AlphaTheGreat: yes, let's re-kindle that old flame.
Daisy: yeah! Where do you want to go?
AlphaTheGreat: Mars! I thought I was being quite clear.
Daisy: I was thinking more along the lines of New Paltz…
AlphaTheGreat: reading your blog now…
AlphaTheGreat: um, STALKER. i am scared.
AlphaTheGreat: this whole pre-occupation you have with Drew and Dave... hm.
Daisy: OBSESSION!
Daisy: this weekend.... hello??? Stay with me now…
Daisy: me and you... rekindling... remember?
AlphaTheGreat: yes, um, we could do a CT thing.
Daisy: NEW PALTZ = camping
AlphaTheGreat: we can go camping in my mom's back yard, shoot the BB Gun, go 4-wheelin, fishing, swimming, hiking, AND have a shower and bathroom to go to.
Daisy: I am anti bb guns. You might kill me with one - or worse, put my eye out.
AlphaTheGreat: um, only if we are lucky
AlphaTheGreat: mmmmuaaahahahahahaha
Daisy: I don't trust you with any gun… or motorized vehiculars for that matter.
AlphaTheGreat: hm, I don't trust me with a roll of toilet paper, so what’s your point?
Daisy: exactly!
AlphaTheGreat: your lack of trust astounds me
Daisy: it really shouldn't
AlphaTheGreat: have I ever led you astray?
Daisy: have you met yourself lately?
AlphaTheGreat: hm. Point well taken.
Daisy: yes, indeed.
AlphaTheGreat: I know! Let’s go to Great Adventure!!!
Daisy: Funnel Cakes!
AlphaTheGreat: elephant ears!
Daisy: Corn dogs! Puking on roller coasters!
AlphaTheGreat: that's the spirit!
Daisy: I yelled at my roommate in the little fridge room yesterday…
AlphaTheGreat: what is the little fridge room? Is this a secret hiding spot that I am unaware of?
Daisy: it’s the little room in the kitchen where the fridge is.
AlphaTheGreat: most people would call it a kitchen.
Daisy: but it's not the kitchen, it’s next to the kitchen in a little room all its own. And most people would keep their fridge in the kitchen too… Different Strokes Alpha!
AlphaTheGreat: but the "magical" little fridge room…
AlphaTheGreat: um, are you sure you didn't just imagine it there? Secret room, yeah right!
AlphaTheGreat: I bet you think the fridge has a door that opens to a fantasy world too, huh?
AlphaTheGreat: it's ok, Daisy, I know where you are coming from.
AlphaTheGreat: my apt. has a secret "room" as well… it's called the bedroom.
AlphaTheGreat: and it makes ALL fantasies.... ok, stop
Daisy: Drew Bennett 2003 Fantasies?
AlphaTheGreat: hm. who would my fantasy be about?
Daisy: Rock God?
AlphaTheGreat: probably Ed Norton, or Brad Pitt, or
AlphaTheGreat: yes, Rock God.
AlphaTheGreat: or CEO
Daisy: yummy CEO… Daisy = stealing CEO right out from under your nose
AlphaTheGreat: oh, before we go out next week, there are a few rules when meeting CEO, you are not to speak, no white skirt, no talk of law school, no sounding intelligent.
Daisy: no tongue down his throat?
AlphaTheGreat: make sure you are bloated and wear sweat pants and get really drunk and act the fool so he doesn't dig you.
AlphaTheGreat: cause I will CUT YOU
Daisy: even then he couldn't resist my womanly charms…
AlphaTheGreat: CUT YOU
AlphaTheGreat: well, then I will have to continue my relationship with Rock God.
Daisy: For the team Alpha! Anyone but Rock God!!!!
AlphaTheGreat: he loves me ya know. Bought me a ring and everything.
Daisy: *crying hysterically*
AlphaTheGreat: WELL THEN DON’T TOY WITH MY CEO-TOY!
Daisy: ok, ok... hands off...
AlphaTheGreat: agreed?
AlphaTheGreat: Here, you can have Rock God back...
AlphaTheGreat: *insert Alpha passing Rock God here*
Daisy: ok, agreed.
Daisy: …and life as we know it returned to normal.
AlphaTheGreat: POOF!

"Well, the sun's not so hot in the sky today
and you know I can see summertime slipping on away.
A few more geese are gone, a few more leaves turning red,
but the grass is as soft as a feather in a featherbed.
So I'll be king and you'll be queen, our kingdom's gonna be this little patch of green.
Won't you lie down here right now in this September grass?
Won't you lie down with me now, September grass.

Oh, September grass is the sweetest kind, it goes down easy like apple wine.
Hope you don't mind if I pour you some, made that much sweeter by the winter to come.

Won't you lie down here right now in this September grass?
Won't you lie down with me now, September grass."
-JT

I've noticed a trend on my site tracker that has alerted me to the apparent interest in my "Drew Bennett Fantasy 2003." So I will do what I can to appease my public and hereforth give you... drumroll please...

Drew Bennett Fantasy 2003
I fly home to Nashville in two weeks and am met at the airport by Drew. He has a dozen roses and smothers me with kisses telling me how much he has missed me since I've been gone and how he's nothing without me. We then take his convertible Jag to Starwood to see the DMBand. One of the bouncers recognizes Drew and invites us backstage to meet the band. The second Dave lays eyes on me he falls deeply and madly in love with me and embraces me in his arms and passionately kisses me. (yes, this is turning into the Dave Matthews Fantasy 2003, but it's my fantasy and I can have whoever I want in it so leave me alone!) Drew is visibly shaken at the sight of seeing the love of his life in such a passionate embrace with another man and a fight ensues between Dave and Drew for my affections. They both take off their shirts (à la Brad Pitt and Edward Norton in Fight Club) and put up their dukes. But I realize this is silly and that there is enough Daisy lovin' to go around - and that Dave would probably get his ass whooped by Drew since Dave is a lover and not a fighter. So the boys shook hands and made up and Dave pledged his undying love to me and went onstage to finish his show as Drew and I danced the night away under the stars...

Or the REAL DREW BENNETT FANTASY 2003 would be that Steve-Freaking-McNair would throw the stoopid football to my boy!!! Drew Bennett is your go-to guy! Don't you know this? What are you doing???? Throw Drew the ball for Christ's Sake!!!!

Um, now that I've gotten that off my chest - it's back to your regularly scheduled program...

Me fall down go boom.

No seriously, ouch. I fell in the rain today and am in serious pain tonight.

*Insert pitiful face here*
(yes, I am looking for sympathy...)

BTW: I didn't get a chance to post about this earlier in the week, but I think the fact that Justin Timberlake and Missy Elliot both won "the golden spatula" at this year's VMA Awards for best music video over Johnny Cash - the Man in Black himself - is an utter travesty. I would have to say that the "Hurt" video is probably the best video - not just of the year - but EVER! I will never watch MTV again... have lost all respect.

Aaaaggghhh... hate laptop computers and batteries that die. Lost my last post and it's midnight and I'm tired. Argh.

As I was saying, I am lying in my bed (a little tipsy from the bottle of champagne my roommate and I just polished off) watching The Life of David Gale... not paying close enough attention. I'm going to be lost in about 2 seconds...

Anyway, sorry for the lack of posts lately, but work has been hectic. I have a lot of new responsibilities this year and I am not sure if I should be flattered for the vote of confidence or annoyed at my own reliability and capabilities. So this means no more blogging from work and no more 10:00 mornings... 8:00 AM here I come!

hmmm, so here are some questions from Indigo Steve:

1) Which DMB song do you think has the most meaning and why?
I would have to say Cry Freedom. I think at some point in our lives we've all felt trapped or confined by something. This song reminds me how vulnerable we are as human beings and just how unattainable this thing we call freedom really is (freedom from oppressive governments, from our own consciousness)... the one thing we aspire to as human beings, the hardest thing to actually truly posses ... Compassion is the key to any sort of freedom and is the only hope for humanity at all.

2) If I came to New York, where would you take me?
That depends on when you came to NY... if you came in the summer then we would get a bottle of wine and some Chinese take-out and head over to Bryant Park to watch an old Black and White movie on the big screen under the stars and lights of Times Square at the summer film festival. If it were winter then we might get a pitcher of margaritas at Tortilla Flats in the West Village before heading over to Rockefeller Center to spend the entire night talking and singing and dancing under stars and sparkling lights of the Christmas tree while waiting for 7:00 AM and standby tickets to SNL.

3) What has been your favorite age so far?
Definitely 16... all of the freedom and none of the responsibility. I remember when my mom handed me the keys to the car and the first time I took off all on my own... the freedom, the liberation, the wind in my hair. The cd I listened to all that summer was laid by James. Even now when I hear it I get a little flutter in my tummy and a taste of the summer of 1994...

4) Where do you go when you want to be alone?
I like to drive at night. I think the lights and the hum of the road help me to clear my mind and relax. When I close the door I feel like I can close out the whole world. Maybe it has something to do with the freedom of the open the road and the possibilties it affords... I love to go out to the beach too, but seeing as I've always lived landlocked that's not always an option. So for me, I get in my car and I drive - sometimes for hours. Sometimes I laugh. Sometimes I cry. Sometimes I question my own sanity. But it doesn't matter because no one is there to answer to... it's my time alone and I can feel however I want to feel, I can listen to whatever I want to listen to, and I can act as silly as I want to act.

5) Pet Peeves, got any?
Guys who ask too many questions. Hee hee. just kidding! :)