But what does it MEAN to you?

Stolen from Blond Girl:
This is a word meaning meme where I write what Blond Girl’s words mean to me. Then I give you a new set of words so you can do the same thing. Fun, huh?

Blond Girl’s words for me:

sunrise – Hope and possibility, and the ultimate proof that even the darkest nights eventually end.
harmony – More than just musical synergy, it’s my version of zen – being at one with myself and the world around me.
affliction – I’m five years old when I hear this word, listening to my mother read about Amy March and her afflicted nose, cured with a clothespin at bedtime.
avocado – For some reason, this fruit means California to me. Dinners with USF friends, guacamole for Fuzzy, and avocado ice cream and Mitchell’s. (I so miss Mitchell’s ice cream). I try not to let it mean 1970’s era apartment decor.

My words for you:

brilliant –
irksome –
perfect –
wind –

Answer in comments, or in your own blog/journal/diary/thing.

Musically Meme-a-licious (Two Memes, No Waiting)

Stolen from Da_Zhuang & Rainbowbinky @ LiveJournal

Instructions: Set your music player to “shuffle” or “random,” ask the following questions, and use the songs that come up – without adjusting them – for answers.

How does the world see you?
Voodoo Child (Jimi Hendrix)

Will I have a happy life?
Smile Like You Mean It (The Killers)

What do my friends really think of me?
Happiness Runs (Donovan)

What do people secretly think of me?
Semi-Charmed Life (Third Eye Blind)

How can I be happy?
Beverly Hills (Weezer)

Will I ever have children?
Lullabye for a Stormy Night (Vienna Teng)

What is some good advice for me?
Take the Money and Run (The Steve Miller Band)

How will I be remembered?
Always on Your Side (Sheryl Crow )

What is my signature dancing song?
Another Brick in the Wall (Pink Floyd)

What do I think my current theme song is?
Turn, Turn, Turn (The Byrds)

What does everyone else think my current theme song is?
Journey of the Sorcerer (The Eagles)

What song will play at my funeral?
Here’s Where the Story Ends (The Sundays)

What is my day going to be like?
Rock this Town (Stray Cats)

Assigned long ago from Closer2Myself @ Livejournal:
Instructions: Leave a comment, and I’ll give you a letter and you have to find ten songs that start with that letter and post them to your journal. I got R.

  1. Reallie Rosie (Carol King)
  2. Rebel Yell (Billy Idol)
  3. Red Letter Day (LFO)
  4. Redneck Woman (Gretchen Wilson)
  5. Reflection (Christina Aguilera)
  6. Rent (from “Rent)
  7. Rest in Peace (from “Buffy the Vampire Slayer: Once More, With Feeling”)
  8. Rock ‘N’ Roll High School (The Ramones)
  9. Rock You Like a Hurricance (Scorpions)
  10. Roll to Me (Del Amitri)

Chestnut is my Signature Color

…at least it’s the new color of my hair, as of about 4:30 this afternoon. I spent the afternoon with Natalie at Aveda in Cedar Hill, having my hair unblonded and we chose a lovely chocolatey brown with deep red tones – aka “chestnut.” When were were looking at pictures of colors, I explained that I always felt most confident when my hair had red in it, but I wanted to go dark, this time. “Not too dark, though,” I added, “because with my pale skin color I look goth if it’s too dark.” She said, “I know just the shade,” and went to mix, and, as always, came back with a result that I loved, even if it did look rather like dried blood around the hairline while she was painting it on.

I love Aveda, even though they’re pricey, because they totally pamper you. When I go to the salon, I’m offered tea, water, iced tea, or wine (their “Comforting Tea” is the best). They bring me berries or shards of organic chocolate. When I’m their for a salon service, I get a fifteen minute chair massage for free. And even when I’m just getting a manicure, they do my makeup for me. Sometimes I buy stuff, sometimes I don’t, but they’re happy to do it, either way. Also, their products are all-natural, herbal, non-smelly, and non-toxic.

But this isn’t an ad, really. It’s me gushing about how much I love my new hair. I mean, even the guys in the troupe noticed it. How cool is that?

I finished just in time for us to hit Panera for a light lunch – my first food of the day – before heading downtown, where we didn’t do a seating chart, and things were chaotic because of it. The show was great though, and I owe Jenn big for working bar, because I just wasn’t into it (I spent a lot of time tying orange wrist bands onto our audience members, instead, as the woman who owns the building was charging a cover and was requiring the bands in order to enter the bathrooms). Downtown was a mess, btw, because it was Texas vs. Oklahoma weekend (Texas won), and while we had a late show scheduled, it was called at the last minute because there were too many drunken college students and not enough paying folk.

Instead, BigE took headshots of a bunch of us, for the website, tried to get me to do sultry looks, but that was destroyed because the guys were making me laugh, etc.

A bunch of us went out to dinner (well, not dinner, really, dessert) after that, and got distracted, until I looked at my watch and realized it was after one. My feet hurt, from wearing stupid shoes, and I’m tired, but I had fun tonight.

Tomorrow, Fuzzy’s brother arrives in town for a conference, and after that we’ll be road tripping to SoDak to retrieve things from the farm, and see everyone.

One final thing before I go to bed. There’s a meme going around LiveJournal (in particular) and the ‘net (in general) asking people to post something in their blogs if they believe in gay rights. I think the meme is stupid, because it states that if you don’t post it you must disagree. Bull. I’m not posting it because I refuse to accept that responding to a meme or not is in any way representative of my personal or political views. (And for the record, I’m for universal equal rights: male, female, gay, straight, Christian, Pagan, none of the above, or any combination: It Doesn’t Matter. As long as the common denominator remains “human” that’s all I care about.)