I hate moving.

Have I ever said that before. I hate packing too. I have one pushy landlord and one who is being lazy. My soon to be former landlords I have grown to dislike of the last few months just because they are kind of pushy. They are coming today and I am sure they are not going to be pleased with the fact I simply need another day. I really honestly didn't expect them to come today I got a call on Tuesday saying that they would be here. When I spoke to them 2 weeks ago I said I would like to be out by Thursday but no guarantees, and that it might be Friday or Saturday. Since you know my lease isn't up till Saturday midnight. I understand their need to get in there and turn the place around quickly but also understand my need for time to get the place in the best quality that I can for you.

Now as for my new landlords. I said when I called initially that I needed to be in before the end of the month. I also said it to the person who took me to see the apartments and then once more on my application. Also know that I have actually talked to office staff once. The rest of this was done via voicemail since no one is ever in their office or willing to answer the phone. I have stopped by several times before 5 pm and nada. I have also been there a couple of times before 3pm and still nothing. Voicemail heaven. The only time they seem to return my calls is when I am in class and when I try to call back a few hours later they are not available. So I ask how the hell do they ever rent anything there? I don't know, but what really bothers me is that after all my attempts to let them know when my desired move in date would be they keep saying the 9th of June. I cannot wait that long, 1. I have to be out no later than midnight on the 31st of May and 2. I have no place to put my shit in the mean time.

On top of that I am at work for 3 hrs a day checking out instruments yesterday because no one showed I left a couple of times to run errands. Well apparently in those times people showed up. Of course. Whatever I am super busy I don't care.I am actually stashing a few things here at work. Stuff that fits in my car. Gotta love it.

Some days I hate my life.

Oh and...

Ha ha
Titsworth

Ha Ha

An Open letter

Dear body and my "Friends",

So here we are again. This time I did not leave you to your own devices. I was to be in complete control until you staged a coup. Kudos to you, honestly I hadn't realized that I didn't eat much that day and the one celebratory Jameson would be fine to start the evening and then back off. No you knew better that after one I would be a bit groggy and you could take advantage of that and order me another, by that time I was completely checked out. God knows what I said last night . The vocal cords were to tired this morning to relay any information which leads me to believe I was talking a lot. Let us both pray that I wasn't just talking to myself.

Let me get to my next point after checking in with the vocal cords I went to see if the mouth had anything to say. Well I couldn't because it reeked like the smokers lounge at Philip Morris HQ. So now I must asked the question who gave me the cigarettes. People we have been over this time and time again, I mean I did a power point. When I am drinking and ask for a smoke you say "No". Lie and say you don't have anymore, whatever I don't care just don't give them to me.

People, people, people we need to stick to the program. I will not have another repeat of Spring Break 08. I just got the liver speaking and out of the fetal position. Granted it's only mumblings but that is better than the catatonic state it was in just last week. Two reasons this can't work. 1 I physically can't take and 2 financially I can't take it. That and waking at 9:00 this morning not hung over but still drunk. I just showered I had a lot to do today and now that is shot to shit.

I am not trying to be over dramatic but if we do this again and I get drugged and taken out of the picture, I quit. Just so you know.

Now lets pull ourselves together and get some healthy food to eat instead of Burger King that was suggested in the committee meeting. What are you doing with that bottle of ether?


Sincerely
Your Better Judgment

Where has this week gone?

Oh right, I was busy.

I must say this week of being about to sleep in has been nice. By sleeping in I mean I don't get up till 6:15 AM. It's a small victory but a victory non the less. I have been very productive this week. I have gone through the Orchestra library and updated the database on that as well as the Jazz band library as well. I have put next years schedule up on the website. I would say at this point it is 75% right I don't have any of the Basketball games because I don't know when they are. I am also putting the show music online so the kids can download it and listen and play through it over the summer. Not that any of them are going to do that. I have picked out most of the music for next years concerts for Orchestra. So yea I have been productive.

Aside from that I have just been busy. Tuesday I had classes,then guard auditions after school, Big Gay Band rehearsal, and then met some of the boys and mom out for dinner. By the time I got home I was wiped out. Yesterday was school, guard auditions, and dinner with Athena. Today is more guard auditions and then who knows.

So BGB I am now playing Horn which I am not as bad as I thought I was. A lot of it just came flooding back. Now I am not great by any stretch of the imagination but I was pleased I don't think people know what to do with me in that ensemble. I swear every concert I just pick up a new instrument. For me it's just a sign of my musical ADD, and I really want to get better on the Horn. It's the one brass instrument I know very little about and need to get better. If I were really serious I should play oboe or Bassoon. But who am I kidding that isn't going top happen. Maybe next concert.

I have also been putting in coming freshman's info into the computer as they send back info sheets, and guess whose I got yesterday? Yep you guessed it Titsworth. :) I have to get over this.

Haha
Titsworth

Ummm yea, I am not sure what to say.

Interesting weekend, nothing really fits together well but all in all it was a good time had by me.

Friday night was the final concert of the year. I have to say it was good. There were a few shaky parts and some parts that amazed me. What did me proud though was the incredible job the String Orchestra did. I actually gushed on stage, well as close as I will ever come to gushing, about how great they have been this year and the great strides they have made in their playing. I was so excited for them I hope they felt they did a great job. Can we do better yes but for now I am ecstatic. I must say I had several parents, not just orchestra parents but band parents complement them on their playing I had some email me to say they were impressed. The one person who didn't, one guess, maybe someone chomping on some sour grapes because she couldn't get them that way in 9 years. Yea that would be Special K. Whatever I am over it. If she says anything I would be surprised. So that was Friday.

Saturday, I got up and went to my mothers and took down all of her Christmas decorations. Yes you read that right I think she was holding out for a Christmas in July. Either way I was the good son and packed it all up till 6 months from now when I will once again be up there to get it out and set it all up for her. That is actually my favorite thing to do. I get my obsessive need to decorate for Christmas from my mother. I remember growing up and asking if I could have a small tree in my room to decorate and she said why stop there and we strung up light and I swear every square inch of that house had a bubble light, Santa or baby Jesus plastered on it. If it didn't light up on it's own we would surround it with lights. The Griswald house in National Lampoons Christmas Vacation was my house inside out. If it's tacky and sings Here Comes Santa Claus we owned it. So you can understand that packing it up was a monumental task in and of itself. After that was done we went next door to my brothers to celebrate my youngest nieces second birthday. I was good times and those girls are just adorable.

Somewhere along that day I got roped into working Metro Idol with Mom (not my mother but our friend we call mom.) Which was fine, it wasn't as bad as I have been lead to believe and I actually had a good time.

So far I have had a concert, packing Christmas decorations, a nieces birthday, and working at a gay bar for a karaoke contest. Welcome to my life, but wait it gets better.

On Sunday Romeo and I decide to go to a Chinese buffet. This one wasn't as good as I have had before but it was fine. After that we went to see Iron Man. I must say Damn that was a good movie. Don't worry FN we will definitely go again it will be worth it. Aside from the movie and buffet the highlight of the whole weekend had to be this conversation Romeo and I had on our way to the buffet.

Me: Blah blah blah

Romeo: Wait did you just see that?

Me: What?

Romeo: I think it was a purple dildo in the road.

Me: Turn around we need to confirm that sighting.

Romeo: Yes yes it is and it's double headed.

Me: I have to text people this shit.
Text to FN, Blanche, and Mom (not my mother my friend): Girl, just saw a purple dildo in the road. Happy Mothers Day!

Reply from Blanche: Where?

I gave directions and then informed him it was double headed.

Reply from Blanche: Hmmm?

Reply from FN: Maybe that is why Blanche didn't come out last night it done fell out.

On our way back home it was gone. We can only assume that the directions where good enough.

The question became why was there a purple double headed dildo in the road? And why was it in your car? And in what situation would you throw that out the window?
Deep thoughts by Jack Handy.

You know the upshot to this story is that I will get tons of hits just for using the words double headed purple dildo. Woo Hoo.

Two days.

The significants of two days? That is how many days I have left with seniors. In many cases it's kind of sad I like most of the seniors just not the ones during my 3rd period. I had two that I really didn't care for tell me today that they won't be in class for the next two days because of AP testing. I swear I could have almost done a cartwheel when they told me that. Next week will be great I drop two class periods because they are just seniors and another class drops in half. I so can't wait what a great last week of classes and then finals which are just cake. Hand out tests and that's it.

Can you tell I can't wait for summer?

Just how it's been going.

Friday night was a interesting night. The musical, which is just stellar (Sarcasm if you were not sure), was fine the first night the kids had a great audience this night was not as good. Though they had bad material the kids did a great job and should be happy and pleased with their performance. When I say the musical is bad I am never referring to the way the kids did in it. I am referring to the plot and or music. In this case both were bad. Anyway, I enjoy playing in pits I just don't have much in the way of black clothes. This is a requirement of most pits because you don't want to call attention to anything other the what is on the stage. I am really surprised that I don't own more black. My sardonic nature really lends itself to that color scheme.

After the musical I made my way to the side of downtown to see a coworkers exhibit. She is an art teacher and an incredible artist. I really love her work and she is a blast. The place where the exhibit was is a large complex with lots of studios and galleries. On the first Friday of every month the cities studios and galleries open for a big showing. It's very cool, I try to get out to it but most of the time I fail. I know next to nothing about art, outside of obvious names and styles that relate to musical styles I am pretty dense. Visual art like poetry most of the time goes over my head. But as I learned a long time ago, don't think too much about it, just enjoy it. If you like a piece of art or poetry like it don't worry if you "get it" or not. What I do hate about the art community is that they are in their own little world. I feel out of place there I am not rail thin, smoking, with a poorly maintained beard with a hoodie, and plaid pants. I say this knowing that most of them are not like this and with anything those who exert any kind of pretension about what they do are just insecure and probably know as much as you do. I wondered around for about 40 minutes saw a lot of good stuff, a lot of bad stuff but never found my friend. She is one of the few people at my work that I wouldn't mind socializing outside of work. Alas it was not meant to be.

As I was leaving I decided to stop at home and change from my all black and meet up with the other mean girls. I was trading text with romeo and he told me to come over to a party they were at because there was free booze. Who can say no to that. I grab a pair of jeans and head that way. I had notice a hole maybe the size of a dime by the back pocket of these jeans but they were still in good shape and I was wearing underwear so I was fine. The party they were at was really a party for those voting for Hillary in the primary and there were to be some serious E list celebrities there. The "Hot" guy that was on some reality show on Bravo about being a supermodel or some such was there and I didn't find him altogether that attractive. First of all his thighs didn't touch. I wanted to ask him if he needed a sandwich or something. There is healthy thin and then there is Kate Moss thin and that boy was in need of some help. Maybe it's because I have such a gag reflex to herd mentality, but I just don't ooh and aah like everyone else. Yes he was on TV, that doesn't make his something special. He may very well be a great person but just because he was on some reality show I am not going to want to bend over for him. Celebrity and popularity has always made me roll my eyes. Writers, choreographers, directors, cinematographers, set designers, costumers, and composers I have always found more interesting then those who read, dance, wear, or sing their work. That is why I have more respect for bands and artist that write their own stuff then those who just regurgitate someone elses.
Anyway lets just say this was a very pretentious group of Indianapolis gays. All very nice in their own right but I am just over them. I will volunteer next to them and probably have great conversations with them individually but as a group I find them to be very high school. It's all about who you know, how much money you have, what you are wearing, who you are dating and who you are fucking on the side. Again nice people, it's not the people I have a problem with it's the group dynamic of it all. Most of them are not like this one on one but when gathered like this they are and I just don't get it.

All of this was not my biggest problem that night my problem was with the fact that somewhere from when I left my house and getting back home dime sized hole in my pants opened up from the top of my pocket to the inseam. I was mortified and if any of my friends had noticed it and didn't say any thing about it I want them dead. So that is just how my week has been going. But hey the musical is over. Only one more full week of school left and then the ridiculousness of finals start.

Frustration

There is so much I should be doing right now but can't rehearsals and performances just really jack with me this time of year. my schedule, such as it is, is just shot to shit. Just this Monday I thought I had nothing after school so I told a student to drop by and we would work on her music. Great, sounds like a plan but wait. Special K tells me during 5th that the guard girls are coming in after school to look at outfits for next year and what did you say Special K, you won't be there and I need to be there and you knew about this for a week and just now are telling me. Great! 8th period I am told that the drum majors are doing clinics after school in the band room till 5 and since Special K won't be around guess who has to stay around and lock up after they are done. That's right me. So the poor girl who wanted to work on the music I had to cancel. That is just how my week is going. I need to find a place to live and no one will call back. Bitches! My current landlord has been hounding me for a forwarding address but I keep telling them I don't have one and as soon as I do I will let them know. Bitches!

So yea that is where I am and what I am doing I also have performances on the way north side for the rest of the week and weekend. Just too much in one time period to deal with it. Saturday I need to get the gym unlock for guard clinics, thank god I don't have to be there for them. Then run over and help Blanche and Romeo get all womanfied for the debut photo shoot for the BagLadies Calendar. This I am happy to do, but just one more thing. Also Friday night after the performance I have been invited to a party that I would actually like to go to but can't and also go to an art show of a coworker. That I think I can make because it goes to 11pm. We will see.

Really after this week things ease up but I would really like to get the apartment out of the way right now.

Plus I would like to get more biking in since I haven't all week.

Oh, all that and sleep.