HERE I AM, ROCK YOU LIKE A HURRICANE

OH HELL NO! This domain was going to expire on Wednesday. Whew! I’m safe for another two years.

So, I’d really love to write to you all about the events from last Thursday up until today, but that is a commitment I cannot manage, as I’d be writing for two more days. And then on Wednesday, my post would be something like this:

Monday and Tuesday, I composed the most recent post for this website, even though I should’ve been doing things like going to work and the gym and hanging out with my friends. Good people of the internet, I hate you now. Goodbye forever.

Instead, allow me to cheat and steal from LJ in a somewhat edited way, a la my favorite shortcut device, BULLETS!

• Thursday: hanging out with Cindi and Bill at Jaros’ and Suzi’s.

• Friday: Cindi and I discovered The Bakken (the ‘museum of electricity in life’!) at the south end of Lake Calhoun. Oh my god, it was awesome. She screamed her head off in the Frankenstein show. I laughed for at least an hour afterwards.

• We laid out in the sun at Thomas Beach. My lake is one of my favorite places in the universe.

• The Greenie Century was born. This may prove to be the worst idea ever.

• Jumi’s birthday party was insanely awesome. Things were burning. I almost took a nap in a trailer. There was whipped cream everywhere. We left around 3:30. I located Miguel in the Jaros’ parking lot at 9 the following morning.

• Saturday: Wendy and Jane were already at my mom’s 3day garage sale in Eagan when I rolled up around 10:30 with coffee, suffering greatly.

• I found an amish dress at the garage sale. I am so set for halloween.

• Fundraising: WE DID GOOD. And our team is over $22,000 now!

• Beerfest: the point at which my feet first became soaked in beer. The Grain Belt dude gave me a giant inflatable Premo bottle, which is certainly going to make an appearance at my birthday party(ies). Kaye walked the 10 blocks back to my house with the giant bottle under her arm, while Cindi and Bill and I headed downtown.

• Luce, of course.

• The Eagles of Death Metal in the Ascot Room. I wish I could express how very very hot that performance was. So fucking great. Also, I got a lot more beer on my feet.

• I got my new favorite tshirt ever at the show. Cindi got a ‘mustache rides’ bumper sticker. HOT.

• I’m really happy that the #4 bus stops a half-block from my house.

• Sunday: We were going to go to the parade at Grand Old Day, but we were all a little slow to get going Sunday morning. I picked up Cindi and Matt (who got the honor of being the first to ride in Miguel’s backseat), and we headed to St Paul.

• I would recommend ALWAYS driving a tiny car when you need to park at an event such as that. We found a spot a block away.

• We met Bill and krewe and watched White Light Riot, whose set rocked, and I need to see them again. Also, two of the band members are related to Bill, which automatically makes them awesome.

• We got marked by Vulcans, and by the end of the day ended up with grease paint smeared all over our hands and faces. Also, we hopped in their truck, because no one was guarding it. (Be sure to double-clutch in fourth gear.) Also also, we left our empty beer bottles on the Hazelden building. It was the right thing to do.

• We saw (well, I heard) Ike Reilly. More beer was had. The crowd was substantial. More beer soaked my feet. Cindi grabbed innumerable asses. There was a giant cock wandering around the crowd, and many many bad fashion decisions had been made that day.

• We found Sean and posse right before the cops shut the place down. By ‘shut the place down’, I mean we cleared the street while they rode past on horses, and then got right back out on the street again.

• We met the members of White Light Riot, which was extra-awesome.

• Suzi’s with Cindi and Matt and Julia, although it should’ve been Jaros’. The Greenie Century stalled, if only for one day.

• FINALLY, enough sleeping for once. Chloe laid on top of me all night, because she hasn’t seen much of me lately.

• Monday: my mom called to ask what I wanted for my birthday. I said, “SKYDIVING!” After a very, very long pause, she replied, “Well, I guess it could be worse. I’ll talk to your father.” Hahaha.

• I went walking later tonight between periods of rain. I spent half the time talking on the phone and the other time text-messaging and HOLY CRAP I AM FAST NOW. Also, I checked in for the 3day, and Wendy and I are confirmed for the awesomest tent around. You’ll know it because it’ll be the one with the patio, firepit, and rent-a-hottub.

• In Conclusion: Remember when I said May was, like, the best month of my life? Well, I guess I was wrong. HELL YEAH.

Jenni

P.S. MY CABINET JUST CAME UNSTUCK. Today truly is the awesomest day ever, for more reasons than the fact that I now have coffee beans and my chewing-gum stash back.