So as I was just logging on to this... there is a new feature where you can leave audio entries... hmm.. I think it is hilarious, or a bit ridiculous- I suppose it is the next big thing... but I don't know- isn't that what 3 a.m. drunk calls are for? I don't know about any of you, but I do not enjoy the sound of my own recorded voice. Perhaps it is because you can't really take it back, or because I sound like a nervous sixth grader who just ate some cheese (sound it out). However, the 3a.m. calls (or later) are the best, you get a bit of reinforcement as the the outgoing message of the person that you are calling ENCOURAGES you to spill it.. the you get to let it all out- KNOWING that more than likely you will not have to hear that voice ever again... unless, you have friends like mine who save these messages and play them for me even if it has been months. Those are great friends. I have done it too... like when Chris was in Vegas, or Arizona or somewhere and he called, completely wasted, and for the first ten minutes screamed my name into the machine and then proceeded to tell me that it was my fault that he was drunk and becoming an alcoholic (I was the first person that he had several drinks with)..the message was about eight minutes in length, I could be exaggerating, but it was hilarious, so I held on to it. And then there was Cody's call from LA, where the phone was passed around to every one at the party and they all thought I was actually on the phone... and Cody had the hiccups and spent more time leaving a message for the dog than for me. Those a re great...but the point is, unless you have great friends like me, you don't have to hear your own sentiments, drunk or sober, ever again. And that is refreshing. So I say no to the audio journal.
And now I will give you short but adequate biographies on all of the mentioned individuals that appear in my blogs... this is at the round about request of those that read these, and I want all of you to know each other so that one day, we can have our own invitation only island where all of the deserving people live. The following is in no particular order, and I mean that, so if your name is towards the end of the list, perhaps it is because I am saving the best for last, if your name is in the middle, maybe I needed you there to keep people reading, and if you are first, well, I think we all know the value of being number one... nonetheless, everyone is important.
Brother, Matthew: Lives in Des Moines, has a son, Michael, who is hilarious, other half is Angie. My brother is my best friend.
Sister, MacKenzie: Lives in Raleigh, North Carolina. Has four children, Sammy age four, Olivia age 3, Rosemary age 1 and John age six weeksish. MacKenzie is married to Jimmy, a full-blooded italian stallion who is easy on the eyes and has sarcasm to back it up. Jimmy is MacKenzie's second husband, the first not worth mentioning because he is a d-bag and I never did trust his beady little eyes. MacKenzie and I are less than a year apart, and though we do not see each other often, we are close.
Steve: my dog. He is a bastard but I love him. His Holiday present this year will be to get the boys chopped.
Allison, or Alli: Best friend in the whole muthafuckin world. Allison and I met at Camp in the summer of 1998... we were roomates for a few years in Iowa City. The kind of friend that every person should be able to have. We have a great time together, nothing ever changes, regardless of distance and she is a person that I will know forever and we will have vacations together when we are sixty so we can have cocktails and talk about our husbands. Hers will most likely be Brian, mine, yet to be determined.
Sam: HEYYY BABY!! Sam and I met in Iowa City in an art class back when I knew he was gay and he wasn't sure. We developed a great friendship and then lost track of eachother for about 4 years... fast forward, he came back into my life last Spring and we have the best time together. Calm, crazy, whatever the circumstances. Sam now lives in NYC with three roomates, is in advertising and taking that city by storm. (words don't do this boy justice)
Cody: awww... Cody is a great friend. We know how tohave fun no mattter where or when.... WE were roomates for about a year and some, it worked well and now he still lives in Des Moines. WE talk often and when we hang out we have great times. I love him, and his mom... and his brother too, and Kevin, who is the dad that Cody always deserved, but is just now getting.
Chris, or Kilgs, or Kilgore: where do I start. Chris is a great friend that doesn't believe in soul mates. Chris and I have each helped each other discover things that neither knew we had. We worked together in Iowa City and I wouldn't let him not have me as a friend, since then we have enjoyed many a time and a few great road trips as well. I got nothing but love for Kilgs. I think we could take over the world if we wanted too.
Tim Rock, or just Tim: Great friend, longtime great friend. Lives in NYC working as an actor, unbelievably talented. Tim and I have lots of love between us, and a timeless understanding of what great people are about. WE share an appreciation for beauty in simple things. Tim and I have been great friends since I was a senior in high school.... 95-96. We used to jump on a trampoline and he and Jim and Ryan would push me down and jump around me until I thought that I might throw up, bastards.
Mike: awww... Mike Magnus lives in SanFransisco and that is where I met him (1999). He works for a company that I temped for and we became great friends. We spent alot of time toegether when I lived out there as people from the Midwest tend to find eachother.....and hopefully I will get to see him this Christmas. I love him. We can seriously have some great times together... even if I am draped over a flower planter on the streets of Chicago...
Erin, or ErGr: Great friend. Roomate in Iowa City, now lives in Chicago with Travis and Wade. Erin is one of my best friends and she is hilarious and intelligent and beautiful all in one.
Travis: my pooka. Travis and I met.... hm....in 1998 while we were both working in Iowa City. We moved together to San Fransisco and despite the distance that has developed in the past few years (literally, as in location) we remain very close. I have deep love for Travis.
Wafe: snarf. Wade I met in Iowa City and we had some great times together, now lives in Chicago, going to school at the art institute. Very funny guy.
Jim... it took me this long to get to Jim? Jim is a fantastic, beautiful friend. He is on of Tim's (see above) best friends and we went to high school together. We spent time together this summer after a few years of no contact.. and it was wonderful. Jim has really come into his own and I amglad to know him. Jim is currently in Prague teaching English.
Korey: WEnt to high school with Korey. He is a greay guy. I was friends with his older brother Sam. Korey is an incredibly intelligent guy that just doesn't realize how great he is.
Kelli: My co-worker, quickly becoming a great friend. Kelli and I work every day together, but we share some great times outside all this.
Pam: Consumer of where I work, has a disability, mother passed away, she stays with me sometimes and I love her.
Sarah: Cody's new roomate, and a friend. Brilliant girl. Hilarious.
Luke: worked with him this summer, he live in South Africa... beautiful inside and out. Old soul he is. Luke was my partner in crime this summer and we went places and had great times. We also saw Ziggy Marley in concert on the river and that was priceless. god times. more to come.
Alright- now I know that there is absolutely no way that I have included every person that is important in my life, but thios is a start and I do have to get back to work.
I love you all and hope to talk to many if not allof you very soon.
Also, Alli, it was great to spend time with you this weekend. I miss you so much.
Mike, finally we got to talk on the phone, hopefully I will see you over Christmas.
Kilgs, what no answering machine??? email me or call me or something. I would like to see you soon.
Lovins and smushins to all.
c
