Move 'em on, head 'em up
Head 'em up, move 'em on
Move 'em on, head 'em up Rawhide.
Count 'em out, ride 'em in
Ride 'em in, count 'em out
Count 'em out, ride 'em in [w:Rawhide]!
So, I love a good party. And thanks to my fellow [http://www.ka-boombox.com|Ka-Boom!Box] DJs, Mickey's rocked last night. Frankly, I'm too mentally impared today to write more than that. [:node/316|Playlist] follows. [http://www.flickr.com/photos/pollyannamedia/sets/72157601261166257/|Pictures] are up. Podcasts will be posted ASAP.
Hey all, it's DJ Pollyanna Media's last Madison gig before moving to PDX. Come to Mickey's Saturday night to say good-bye. The records start spin around 10 p.m. Knowledgeable insiders say booties will be shaking like they ain't never been shaken before.
Also, don't forget the [http://www.ka-boombox.com/|Ka-Boom!Box DJ Explosion] podcasts! Subscribe to http://www.ka-boombox.com/podcasts.xml.
The full moon was lovely over Jenifer Street last night. I enjoyed the view from my little balcony. The cats enjoyed it, too. I've only got two more weeks at the Jenny St. sublet. There are so many things that I'll miss when I move. ... Sigh.
I've gotten so used to the comfort and familiarity of Madison and to having my dear friends so close by. It's difficult for me to understand why I would intentionally choose to leave this beautiful midwestern home of mine. But I am. I am leaving. I've told my friends, my family and the cats. Now, I've got to do it. Hard work. But I believe it will be worth it.
For the next full moon, I plan to be about 2000 miles west of here. That's hard to believe. But then for the last full moon, I was in San Francisco. That's hard to believe, too. ... Seems like a long time ago.
I drove another 530 miles over the weekend. Saw my sister in the Twin Cities. That makes at least 5500 miles I've put on my car since May 16. I never thought I'd enjoy so many road miles. The thing is, through this "practice" of long highway driving, I'm discovering a sense of freedom and self-determination that I don't think I've ever known. My worry is that as soon as I put down roots again (which I know will feel good), I'll loose that feeling. I guess I'll just have to see how I can keep it alive in me.
Note to self: Remember it's fun.
According to industry publications, July 7 is the biggest wedding day of the year for 2007. Across the country, brides- and grooms-to-be have stood in line hours to book venues, often planning months in advance to get their perfect spot. Sasha and Natalia Olsen camped out at 3 a.m. on February 2 to score their dream wedding site: the Pavilion at Olin Park.
It's nice when I find myself in a place where I don't actually have much interest in or access to the internet. But as part of wrapping up the West Coast tour, I'm posting [http://www.flickr.com/photos/pollyannamedia/sets/72157600591942527/|photos] from the last few weeks.
I'm trying to float. There is much that is fluid in my life these days -- home, work, friends, attractions, even identity. And my sense is that I simply have to accept not knowing and be okay with it. One definition of float that resonated with my current state is "to be suspended freely in a liquid or gas."
"Paperwork: what to save, what to pitch." Margo and I began to sort through papers in her office. Our goal is to eventually move bookshelves and create a good place for her to finish her thesis. We have many helpers.
Today is a prime number birthday for me. The last time I celebrated a prime was in 2001. (Can you figure out how old I am?) Last time, I was picking tics off my body in northern Wisconsin and bouncing around in my friend's school bus as we scouted the back country for the perfect DJ party setting. The best part was breakfast at a cafe in Eagle River. Greasy birthday eggs and hashbrowns -- YUM!