Monday, December 31, 2007

Last week of the year report

Hey, I have not blogged in about a week and a shit load has happened. sorry for the delay to those who actually read this thing. I'll try to do better. Well, lets see, Last Friday was a recovery day for me since I was out late Thursday doing the Buttfuck Pussy show at Manga. After work Friday night we went to Michelle's Dad and step-Mom's house to do a x-mas thing with them. We drank beer. Talked about cancer treatments and Monsanto work related accidents (Michelle's Dad worked as a pipe fitter at Monsanto for years but now is on disability). Drank more beer. They got me a Chicago Bears vinyl coat with a big roaring bear on the back and a Bears helmet on the front. It was also way too big for me. I look like a alcoholic pill-popin' drug dealer in it. A few years ago they got me a St. Louis Blues sweatshirt which I have never worn. I dig the Bears and all but I'll never wear this jacket. I have a mixed bag of feeling about pro-sports. I follow it but I don't live it really. I mostly follow it because most people do and I can always talk sports with people. It's up there with talking about the weather. If I can connect with people with sport related subject matter maybe I'll be able to talk about real things that matter like war and food. We did that and got home and got the kids to bed yada yada...don't remember much after that. Saturday came and at about noon we went to Michelle's Grandma's house in Granite City and did a lunch and x-mas thing there. Went home after sometime and started getting things ready for our trip up to Chicago. Saturday night was a doozy. Jake, Michelle's Brother came over to go with Michelle to drink beer and booze at a local bar called "Hurricanes." Bill and Monica came over the river so that Bill can finish recording weird videos he got form Webster and Monica went over to the bar to meet up with Michelle and Jake. Things were going good. Got the rest of Bill's videos recorded and then we sat around and spun a little bit of a Harry Chapin record, and alittle bit of a John Lennon record...maybe some of it was from Bill's laptop...don't remember. Anyway it was nice, something I wanted to do with Bill for some time. playing music over beers with Bill is one of my favorite past-times. He knows so much about music that I always learn something. We talked about Harry Chapin and his song "W.O.L.D." - which has great lyrics...I'll post them here for ya'll....


"Hello honey it's me...
What did you think when you heard me back on the radio... ?
And what did the kids say when they knew it was their long - lost
daddy-o....
Remember how we'd listen to the radio
And I said "That's the place to be."
And how I got that job as an FM jock
The day you married me.
It was 2 kids, and I was into AM rock
But I just had to run around
It's been 8 years since I left you babe
Let me tell you 'bout what's gone down...
I am the morning DJ... At W.O.L.D.
Playin' all the hits for you... Wherever you may be.
The bright good morning voice... Who is heard, but never seen!
Feelin' all of 45.... Goin' on 15.
The drinkin' I did on my last big gig...
It made my voice go low
They said that they like the young sound.......
When they let me go.
So I drifted on down to Tulsa Oklahoma
To do me a late night talk show
Now I've worked my way down home again
Here to Boise Idaho.... That's how this business goes.
I am the morning DJ... At W.O.L.D. !
Playin' all the hits for you
Wherever you may be
The bright good morning voice... Who is heard but never seen.
Feelin' all of 45..... Goin' on 15.
I BEEN MAKIN' EXTRA MONEY DOIN' HIGH SCHOOL SOCK HOPS
I'M A BIG-TIME GUEST EMCEE...
YOU SHOULD HEAR ME TALKIN' TO THE LITTLE CHILDREN
AND LISTEN WHAT THEY'RE SAYIN' TO ME!
I GOT A SPOT ON THE TOP OF MY HEAD...
JUST BEGGIN FOR A NEW TOUPEE
AND A TIRE 'ROUND MY GUT FROM SITTIN' ON MY...
BUT IT'S NEVER GONNA GO AWAY.......................................
Sometimes I get this crazy dream
And I just take off in my car
But you can travel on ten thousand miles
And still stay where you are
I been thinkin' that maybe I should stop this jockeying
And start that record store.
Maybe I could even settle down....
.... if you'd take me back once more.
...okay honey I see.
I guess he's better than me...
Sure girl, I understand.
You don't have to worry, I'm such a happy man.
wold WOLD wold WOLD wold WOL
WOL WOL..
WOLD D D
I am the morning DJ..
At KLBJ !
Playin' all the hits for you
Playin' 'em night and day!
The bright good morning voice
Who is heard but never seen...
Oh! Feeling all of 45....
.... Going on 16."



Then I got a call from Monica on my cell phone where all she said was "things are messed up you have to come here right away." I had no idea what was up but by the way she was talking I had to get there right away. They took our van so it left me with only our 1981 Cougar which I call "the solid brown" after the Strawberry song "Solid Brown." I had not started it in like 4 months since I take the bus and train to work these days and we were thinking about getting rid of it to save money. I did not even know how much gas was in the tank. But for some reason it started in cold weather the first time I turned the key. Amazing really. Bill stayed at my house in case the kids woke up. I drove over to Hurricanes and I see that there are a couple cop cars in the lot and when I parked the car on the street and got out the first thing I see is this 6 foot 5 inch completely bald cop dragging Michelle out of the bar in handcuffs. He told me to stop where I was and put Michelle in one of the cop cars. I was like "what the fuck was going on." Basically the cop told me (calling me "man" and "dude") that Michelle had kicked a car and was mouthing off so they arrested her for "disorderly conduct." Also I needed 75 bucks to get her out of jail and more if she continues to mouth off. I was like jeez whatever. I asked him if there was any damage to the car and he told me no but "how would you feel if somebody kicked my car" I looked back at my car at that point at my dented up and rusted 1981 Cougar and kinda laughed to myself (the pic there you see is not my car but looks just like it...imagine it with a large dent on the front fender, rust on the bumpers and no hubcaps). okay, well I guess I have to find some cash. So as I drove off to go back to my house Monica calls again and asked me to pick them up so I turned around and got Her and Jake and when I do they told me they were ordered to go by the police station. I drove us to the police station. I went to take a piss and when I came out there were these two jock looking frat boys hanging out there in the lobby. They said "Hey" and I walked passed them and sat next to Jake and Monica. That's when they informed me that those were the guys who called the cops on Michelle. I started to taunt them for being pussies and told them they called on a mother of two. Jake told me to calm down since they were filming us at all times there so I just started making goofy faces at the camera (which later Jake told me that a cop said I was acting like a fool or an ass or something for doing that). Then it was decided that I should go get some cash to bail Michelle out so I drove home to do just that. The only cash I had around was my skarekrauradio money we made from playing warning orbs. So I grabbed 80 bucks form that and told Bill what was going on. When I got back to the station Jake and Monica were in this room off the lobby and were being questioned about the whole thing. The cop was trying to figure out who broke one of the pussies glasses during the altercation. They wanted to know who this brother of hers is for some reason. I guess Jake did not mention to them he was Michelle's brother. I was standing in the door way at this time and told the cop that Jake was her brother and basically the cop shut up then because that "lead" was dismissed when the jocks didn't point him out. This cop also called me "dood." I guess a friend of Michelle's at the bar broke the guys glasses after one of the assholes pushed him in the neck. The friend ran so the cop told us that we were now responsible to paying for the glasses. Anyway, after the questioning was over Jake mentioned to the cop as an off subject kinda thing about how a cop killed two Collinsville teenage girls on the highway recently and why no cop was held responsible for that (Jake knew I think one of the girls). Then the cop got all offended and told Jake that he should mind his on business and he didn't know what all happened was being a general jack off about it. He continued to be as such for the rest of the night. Later Michelle told me it was the same cop who after the questioning was put in a jail cell. Anyway, finally the cop asked us up to pay the 75 dollar bail and since I had 80 bucks in 20's he would not accept my money because they don't make change. So no one back there had 5 bucks! So he told us to go out and buy something to make change. So Jake, Monica, and I went out to a gas station (it was not well past 3am) and got a candy bar and made change. Drove back to the station and when we got in there was a young dood hanging out in the lobby there and we walked past him to the window and said we had exact change now and could we bail Michelle out. Well, the po-po said he could not do it and that we would have to wait on the Clerk. Okay, so we sat down again and waited. A woman came in form somewhere behind the glass and was looking over some papers. We assumed she must be the clerk. A man then walks into the lobby and the young dood got up and figured out that they were father and son. They immediately walked up to the window and the guy gave money for bail for his son. The man even said he was surprised that he was hanging in the lobby instead of being in a cell (like Michelle) because he was in for a DUI. I dunno about you but a man drunk driving a car I think is way more dangerous than a 120 pound car free woman and for whatever stupid reason she was in a cell and he was not. Anyway the clerk took the money and they left. The Father was in there for no longer than 5 minutes. Later Michelle said this guy was brought in around the same time she was and was in the office together before they put her in a cell. So we assumed that it was okay for us to bail Michelle out at this time so we went up to the glass and the clerk just looked at us and said "you will have to wait I'm still off duty." What the fuck, she just dealt with the DUI kid not 2 minutes ago and she says she's off duty. So we went and sat down and waited some more. The clerk meanwhile was hootin' and laughing behind the glass with a fellow officer and drinking coffee or whatever cops drink (blood). We started to laughed along ya know cuz why not, I mean it's only 4 am and we have two kids at home sleeping being looked after by a friend and thank gawd for that. I mean this whole thing could have been alot worse if it was not for Bill looking after our kids during this stoooopid ordeal. Thank you Bill!!!! So finally she came to the window and told us to come on up like somebody who hosts a game show..like we should be excited about busting my wife outta jail. So I gave her the 75 bucks and singed the release paper. Done ya think? Nope, she then wanted me to show my ID. Now I normally would not have a problem with this (esp since I have a nice new drivers licence) but they did not ask the father to show ID when busting out his DUI son out of jail. I asked why they needed to see my ID, she told me it's "standard procedure" - I'm going to look this up. So then they told us she will be led out of jail and we can pick her up around back or whatever. Too bad they did not let her come out of the lobby like the DUI kid got too...I guess Collinsville cops treat DUI offenders better than drunk while walking people. How fucked up. I pull around with my van and Monica and Michelle waited outside for me to pull the van to them and we took off and went home. Jake and Bill were hanging out drinking beer when we got back and we all had one to cap the evening up at 5am. Here is links to the Collinsville police office...

http://www.collinsvillepd.com/index.aspx?page=home&lb=lbYes
http://ci.collinsville.il.us/CityDepartments/Police/tabid/121/Default.aspx

swamp these mofos about this....

So without much sleep we woke up Sunday morning when the kids woke us up at around 9:00am. We planned on leaving for Chicago for the holidays in the morning but for obvious reasons we were too fatigued to run out the door. We packed and drank coffee. loaded the van and got the kids ready. At around 1:00pm we left and surprisingly the trip with real smooth with both kids acting amazing which was great cuz we were not feeling amazing. In a nut shell out Chicago time was mostly spent at my p's house doing almost nothing but running after Quenby and keeping Faren company. we watch too many dumb movies. I got cabin fever. The kids played with my sister's kids and all the kids at the end of our time there had colds. Got to see Scott's sister Lari and her new husband Dave which was nice becasue Lari and I hung out years ago at a more care free time...now we are somewhat related. Also Scott's mom was in town with her boyfriend Tom. All fun people. X-mas itself was great for the kids...they got toys which is something my kids needed. They also got some hand me down toys with hundreds of parts and pieces. got drunk almost every night. The most awesome thing that happened when I was up there was getting the new skarekrauradio CD mastered by Scott and working with him on the song "Simulated Tapeworm." It sounds great..I can't wait till all of you hear it. My old friend Curt came over Sunday night and again Friday night before we were to go back to Collinsville. Friday night was a blast. My P's were going to put the kids to bed for us so we Can get out and have some fun times. We were going to see the movie "I Am Legend," but just before pulling into the parking lot we decided to go bar hopping instead. First we went to a bar where Curt and I used to hang out called "Brickies." It looked the same inside except they added two garage doors to the side of the bar i guess as a make shift beer garden. Also no cover bands were playing which from what I remember used to happen every weekend night. We played pool and I lost to both Michelle and Curt by scratching both times on the eight ball. Michelle later said she thought I was pretty good at poop...er I mean pool....just choked on the eights. I got a call form Hunter from the great Chicago band "Mahjongg" wondering if it would be okay to barrow some of skarekrau's bio for their bio. I told him sure and he got my blessing. He used "Warning Orbs" for Mahjongg shows like skarekrau does...and the bio is almost verbatum to ours except for some things like subsituting "Kuu" with "Kontpab" (every sect has it's own name for "God") and some date changes...see loookie

http://www.kpunk.com/html/artists/artistbio.php?interest=104


and ours (scroll down)

http://skarekrauradio.bizland.com/



I say the more warriors the better for the revolution from the insectoids!! Welcome Chicago Sect!!



Anyway, after Brickies we went to some crazy Tiki bar in North Riverside called "Chef Shangri-La." It had all these fancy drinks on this menu the bar tender gave us. All with killer looking glasses and wild names like "Zombie," "Jungle Love,"Fantasy Island," and "Rainbow Rider." I think all of them had some sort of rum in them. I was excited cuz I wanted to drink out of the cool looking glasses the drinks came in. This bar had a drink called "The Dr. Fong" (the owner name is Paul Fong I found out later) and it had a face on the glass with a mu-man-chu mustache....at least it had a drawing of that on the menu. We ordered up three of em' and they came in lame looking normal looking drink glasses. I figure the original glassware must have all been stolen by this time. But it did have a frozen cherry and orange peel in it. The bar was pretty cool looking, it had all kinds of bamboo decor all over the place and it was dark and warm inside. Here's some pics on line of the inside of Chef Shangri-La...

http://www.critiki.com/cgi-bin/pictures.cgi?loc_id=499

There were alot of young folks hanging out...people trying to get laid I think. Tiki bars I think are good for that. Get some fruity rum drinks in you and you loosen up a bit. Getting naked and fucking like porn stars. Maybe I need to get into the Tiki culture. It seems old fashion and kinda sleazy in a way. But really fucking is like a tiki bar. All erotic and dark...funnny looking beings staring at you. Like the bar itself would be a great place to fuck in...all sweaty and no mind at all. A good Tiki drunk is all it takes....I guess...

Well, we were pretty wasted after 2 Dr. Fongs and we closed the bar. Curt took Michelle and I back to my P's and we kinda went to bed.

Sunday finally arrived and we said our goodbyes and left to go home finally. The kids were amazing again going back. I think Faren and Quenby are good travelers now. Hardly a peep from them. I feel now we can travel like we used to sort of. When we were free to just pick up and go anywhere, just to get away. Usally the kids make it real hard to have any fun at all on the road. Crying, yelling, fighting, feeding constantly, and the diapers...one can't just sit back and stare out the window and be courious about your deeds. I miss that alot...being all introspective while watching the feails, trees, gas stations, and road kill go by. It is something very theroputic for me...kinda like showering...but for a long time, that theropy has been lost for awhile.... But on this trip, I was able to reflect, and I need to do some changes I think in my life...don't know what...just have to think about it more...anyway for you Tiki sex feinds out there: I found a nice Tiki Recipe page here:

http://www.tikidrinkrecipes.com/