tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9394978.post6841755496809566922..comments2023-11-02T08:46:55.156-04:00Comments on The Dresden Dolls Diary: The Art of NogaUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger39125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9394978.post-78438505664199084222007-07-25T05:59:00.000-04:002007-07-25T05:59:00.000-04:00talking to a friend recently about some things mad...talking to a friend recently about some things made me remeber some stuff you said in the last paragraph of this blog, it also reminded me of this poem by E.bishop. <BR/><BR/>just wanted to recognise that really....Namaste and many more happy noga days<BR/><BR/><B>One Art.<BR/><BR/>The art of losing isn't hard to master;<BR/>so many things seem filled with the intent<BR/>to be lost that their loss is no disaster,<BR/><BR/>Lose something every day. Accept the fluster<BR/>of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.<BR/>The art of losing isn't hard to master.<BR/><BR/>Then practice losing farther, losing faster:<BR/>places, and names, and where it was you meant<BR/>to travel. None of these will bring disaster.<BR/><BR/>I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or<BR/>next-to-last, of three beloved houses went.<BR/>The art of losing isn't hard to master.<BR/><BR/>I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,<BR/>some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.<BR/>I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.<BR/><BR/>-- Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture<BR/>I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident<BR/>the art of losing's not too hard to master<BR/>though it may look like (Write it!) a disaster. <BR/><BR/>Elizabeth Bishop </B>Dgarlandhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15942877281085880809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9394978.post-15563891833548781182007-05-22T01:30:00.000-04:002007-05-22T01:30:00.000-04:00Which finger was it (with arthritis/tendonitis)?Th...Which finger was it (with arthritis/tendonitis)?<BR/>Thanks for sharing your thoughts...<BR/>Love and Light-<BR/>Erin MarieAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9394978.post-80273175166234479142007-05-15T21:42:00.000-04:002007-05-15T21:42:00.000-04:00piano and cello? an amazing combo. fucking genus...piano and cello? an amazing combo. fucking genus.<BR/><BR/>ps- http://youtube.com/watch?v=IxZ-n4Is684 since you mentioned the kaiser chiefsciskahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08986404096846958212noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9394978.post-48992657647602028382007-05-13T12:43:00.000-04:002007-05-13T12:43:00.000-04:00You write like a streamer of consciousness and a p...You write like a streamer of consciousness and a poet - not that I expect any less =P<BR/><BR/>I love the sounds of music before it's music, things like piano's being tuned, orchestra's warming up, electric things humming, tapping rhythms...it's all cool.<BR/><BR/>Wish you all the creativity in the world in your upcoming shows, ESPECIALLY Edinburgh! [Can't believe I'm travelling up there two months too early]Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9394978.post-52945364272466584832007-05-12T10:46:00.000-04:002007-05-12T10:46:00.000-04:00haha i have nothing to say really but happy late b...haha i have nothing to say really but happy late bird-day. today is may 12 i think,and the time is 9:53 AM.(for some reason when i post my comment it says the wrong time) i would have said this a long time ago, but i can only go online at my dads house, and i don't go here often(if you want the truth the reason i don't go to my dads often is because he has a big smelly dog, lives near a chicken farm so it smells even worse, there are like a million flies in here, infact i just got finished blowing one of the desk/my knee, and my father smokes inside alot, so it is realllllllllll bad smelling in here)wow how do i manage to trail off like that. i am so happy that you are recording with ben folds, it is great because all my family likes ben folds. hearing ben folds is one of my fondest childhood memories.(i was not a child too long ago:( )also i was just at your myspace and saw how you were selling the volvo.hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe how silly. oh yes and how i said something about kelly who works at 1369(forget what one though)on my last comment that she was not really a jerk,well she really is a jerk. my sister came home from Boston a week ago and after hearing her talk about kelly being a ass, a slobish lazy ass, i decide that she is a jerk. okay sorry for saying a bunch of crap that has nothing to do with "the Art of Noga".just one more thing i think(i might start to trail off again)but i just spent alot of time watching Arcade Fire videos. they rock this world i LOVE them!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!someday you have to call 1866neonbible(toll free number, i don't know were to put the hyphen, but thats the number)speaking of Arcade fire i love to hear them cover guns of brixton.okay now this just came to my mind on day i printed out a nude picture of you and Brian(who else)and i brought it to school just to bother my friend serena with it(she hates when i talk about anything sexually related)i put it in my book and would flip the book open every now and then, and some people were like whoa, some people were like ahhhh, but it was funny to have with me all day every time someone would say what is that i would laugh"WAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAH WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"<BR/>and when i would show serena she would turn her head and stick her hand out in my face and would say "you child,you" now i think this is my real last thing to say i have turned on a handful of loser middle schooler students onto the dresden dolls. horay!!!!! i love you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!don't forget you MUST call 1866neonbible.<BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/>hehe<BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/>1866neonbible!!!!!!!!<BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/>wahaMaire??https://www.blogger.com/profile/07705822881954601243noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9394978.post-72669035374229721812007-05-10T05:08:00.000-04:002007-05-10T05:08:00.000-04:00Noga means a leg in Slovene, Croatian and Serbian ...Noga means a leg in Slovene, Croatian and Serbian languages ;).<BR/>Anyways - found, loved, bookmarked. Waiting for the next album and songs to help me get through the workdays...Goranhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10139708420826522656noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9394978.post-91550105015534096642007-05-10T02:24:00.000-04:002007-05-10T02:24:00.000-04:00On the street, people call you a foxy girl,Me, I'm...On the street, people call you a foxy girl,<BR/>Me, I'm loose, like a golden goose, you can have my juice.<BR/><BR/>Steady on soldier, watch what your doing to my girl.<BR/><BR/>Electric slim, and the factory hen man, they ain't my kind,<BR/>At dead of night, like a fiery kite, you've been on my mind.<BR/><BR/>Frozen feet on a winter street, man that ain't your fate,<BR/>Greased in the sun, California fun, man that's more my stylepspjr13https://www.blogger.com/profile/11832637617757224487noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9394978.post-11604209604418945392007-05-10T00:18:00.000-04:002007-05-10T00:18:00.000-04:00Truly, you live the glamorous life. ;)And even tho...Truly, you live the glamorous life. ;)<BR/><BR/>And even though I'm exposing you to some excessive cheese here, you are forever memorialized in my high school yearbook under "person I most admire." Yesterday when everyone was writing the names of teachers and moms, I wrote "Amanda Palmer from The Dresden Dolls." Ka-ching!<BR/><BR/>Can't WAIT for your new album created in part during the period of Noganess. <3Deletedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07115411017860394653noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9394978.post-58706646625786766772007-05-08T11:14:00.000-04:002007-05-08T11:14:00.000-04:00I love girlfriend in a coma. =Dahh this cheered up...I love girlfriend in a coma. =D<BR/><BR/>ahh this cheered up my day =)<BR/><BR/>o dear, I'll have to wait like 15 years till I hit 30 =') but whatever, I like being a teenager, and I'm confident about me ^^<BR/><BR/>can't wait for the album =)Rozhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12169591959242362834noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9394978.post-85858729074983356092007-05-07T19:51:00.000-04:002007-05-07T19:51:00.000-04:00Amanda, when do you think your solo album and Lond...Amanda, when do you think your solo album and London roundhouse DVD will be out? SOOOOOO excited. <BR/><BR/>p.s hope you had a great Birth day and plenty noga days -i have! <BR/><BR/>=)Erika Schaeferhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02358528710826778519noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9394978.post-23063373791870748922007-05-07T11:23:00.000-04:002007-05-07T11:23:00.000-04:00Sleep isn't optional, it's just a vice. You'd like...Sleep isn't optional, it's just a vice. <BR/><BR/>You'd like my dad. He just turned 60 in January... I bought him a bong. He loves it. And I get the most interesting stories now and again. <BR/><BR/>I miss the days of broken hearts, I really do. I'd gotten so good at dealing with them... and they are so much easier to fix than a broken spirit. <BR/><BR/>Renovations can be scary. <BR/><BR/>I wish you could meet my piano teacher! She is so very Japanese-- every week I get a new metaphor of how music is like nature. My favorite is still her comparison of notes/rests to fireflies; a note is a firefly with it's light on, and a rest is the firefly with it's light off-- it's still there, you just can see it. <BR/><BR/>She's one of these people that is never going to be a world famous pianist, even though she's very good... but I wish I could share the joy of knowing her with others. <BR/><BR/>I got a new compass (I gave my other one away) and it's broken. The needle is stiff and doesn't move. As if I don't feel stuck enough without a broken compass. But it's worth it. It wasn't the first compass I'd ever given to someone, but I gave it to the first person her every really, truly took it to heart. She almost never takes it off-- which may or may not be fueling the rumours that we're dating (we're not). <BR/><BR/>Everyone needs a safe person<BR/><BR/>I've decided.Natalie Rosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14999082921314302021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9394978.post-56080413050995047792007-05-07T02:00:00.000-04:002007-05-07T02:00:00.000-04:00Happy belated 31st birthday, Amanda! Let me prefac...Happy belated 31st birthday, Amanda!<BR/><BR/> Let me preface (briefly) by admitting that I don't usually read or respond to blogs, especially since I got through the undergrad years of my supposed education with many a dramatic moment inspired by them. As a result, I dislike inviting drama, simulated, shared, or any combination thereof--even if it is obvious neither of us knows one another. Not to detract in any way from the personal and vital nature of what you're doing by recording all of thoughts and daily achievements--by no means. I just wanted to make it clear that I would not be up this late typing out something to you had I not come across your blog. I had been web-seeking audio from the concert at Webster Hall in April in 2006. Search engines can sometimes lead to coincidental experiences, for obvious reasons. Anyway, I came up with a link that mentioned something about Ben Folds and Nashville.<BR/><BR/> Whether prodded by that devil in me, Killer Curiosity, or simply because I felt like doing it, I followed the link and found this post. I read backwards, then back forwards again, until I got some mental ideas regarding your ordeals and triumphs since february of 2007. Last I heard, there was something about Brian playing with HUMANWINE and you doing something on a tour supporting BiGaLe etc. tour that included Cindi Lauper among other notable musicians--pardon my vagueness, it's just that I've been unable to experience any of the music I want to see live here in Baltimore. I really don't follow, in that fan(atic) tendency, what happens in the lives of the musicians who inspire me...at least not as of late*. <BR/><BR/>* = I had scheduled off to go see HUMANWINE on the 20th of April of this year but that didn't pan out, as they weren't really playing. Ah well. <BR/><BR/> But I digress--it's what I do, being one diagnosed with that Attention Deficit stuff and thus being prone to distraction. To lyriquote from The Vincent Black Shadow, for a not entirely relevant reason: "I brought it on, but I could never be the one to get to the point then shut up." So, in an attempt to do that:<BR/><BR/> Too much information undoubtedly follows, but: I am 24, and still feel like a child around the adults who have kids and are younger than me that I work with. It's...hard to describe, and undoubtedly somehow self-imposed, but there you have it. I have four years of liberal arts education and a degree in English, though the best use I've put it to is editing other peoples' papers so they won't fail. I have been struggling to figure out what I should do next--I work as a cog in a call center just to earn money to pay rent. I don't earn enough to really save much, though I try--the job is not something I enjoy--it is an expenditure of time I have talents and skills that are completely ignored by the company I work for because they didn't hire me for those skills--such is the way of the world. I have always wanted to be some kind of writer, yet have learned that I have many more areas of creative production that I can work at. My motivation for this comment, however? <BR/><BR/><BR/> Today, literally 6 hours ago EST, I realized how human, how like everyone else, ultimately, you are. And that means a hell of a lot to someone like me who is trying to grow up at a different rate than everyone else around them. <BR/><BR/> Dick Lucas, of the Subhumans and Citizen Fish fame, wrote once:<BR/><BR/> <I>"How is it that people in bands are revered or despised with such intensity? Perhaps because they aren't seen to work in the 9-to-5 style; perhaps the very nature of the word 'entertainment' implies an easy life: more likely it's the years of related hype and misinformation that the music industry has used to recreate human beings as musical gods...depending on the music, you love the god or despise the god...but still a god, still removed from the work ethic or family life... ha! You should meet these people! Charlie Harper's a nice guy who overdrinks, Jello Biafra's a nice guy who overtalks, I'm a nice guy who oversimplifies just to get the point across that we're all equal in our capacity to be nice or nasty human beings, and beyond musical capability the separation comes down to peripheral bullshit!"</I> (From "Threat by Example," an essay originally from '89). <BR/><BR/> Not sure I agree entirely with all of that, of course--but reading your blog today provided suitable substance for some introspection based on it. <BR/><BR/> And from that introspection has come action--plans have been made to get my own life in order, and figure out how the hell to get from this dump of a townhouse to my home in Harrisburg, and then from there down to Atlanta to intern for a publishing company that produces narrative roleplaying games, among other lines. I have take the first steps towards getting where I want to be after about 2 years of inaction and vacillation. <BR/><BR/> I am not a musician (or a critic, at least not intentionally), but I have always respected you (and Brian, for that matter, but this is your space) for your "musical capability" and your performances and so on. I could not, however, see past the image/identity of who you must be like if you had the, well, gusto, to perform as you did on stage last year in April. <BR/><BR/> I could not see past the face paint, gifted lyrics and overall "person" that I had constructed you in my mind to be. <BR/><BR/> After reading your entries posted here, however...I have come to respect you for being human--like me, like everyone else. For enduring all that you have, and sharing it with other people. For enjoying all that you have, and letting us know that you did. <BR/><BR/> It may not seem like much to other people...but to me, the act in itself, minor though it may be, is a precious one. <BR/><BR/> Best wishes to you, Amanda.<BR/><BR/> ~Mattovidianskinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02436907365389294975noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9394978.post-26528097388078503512007-05-05T00:16:00.000-04:002007-05-05T00:16:00.000-04:00fuck everyday is a noga day for me, though it is o...fuck everyday is a noga day for me, though it is only a little past 11 o'clock.<BR/><BR/>hm, have you taken fish oil long enough to not get the fish oil burps...those are lovely, espically with toothpaste *rolls eyes*<BR/><BR/>Well keep on keeping on with the record, can't wait for the final product.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9394978.post-24057202503441256912007-05-02T12:27:00.000-04:002007-05-02T12:27:00.000-04:00the show?rocked my socks, lady.i hope you had a ha...the show?<BR/>rocked my socks, lady.<BR/>i hope you had a happy happy birthday.steph ghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04741367874126815542noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9394978.post-60328222787692246472007-05-02T03:58:00.000-04:002007-05-02T03:58:00.000-04:00Glad you enjoyed your yoga retreat, and in Hawaii ...Glad you enjoyed your yoga retreat, and in Hawaii no less. My friends and I were horribly amused to find out that you'd been here, <BR/><BR/>"Seriously, Hawaii? Why? No one comes out here."<BR/><BR/>It seems that this island breeds an itching to get out there and off this pretty rock. Still, I hear once you leave, you can't wait to come back.<BR/><BR/>Either way, Happy Belated Birthday! I hope it was a good one and that life keeps being good to you.<BR/><BR/>...And thanks for proving that getting older doesn't necessarily mean getting old, that it doesn't have to be a bad thing.Pepshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10307426124635800864noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9394978.post-90796495135997051152007-05-01T23:28:00.000-04:002007-05-01T23:28:00.000-04:00I don't think the new Avril record is that bad... ...I don't think the new Avril record is that bad... though it is a bit of a regression to the sound of her first, sugary, less substantive debut...Scotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13940962238010514191noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9394978.post-81873029263464049012007-05-01T23:13:00.000-04:002007-05-01T23:13:00.000-04:00This one is funny:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j...This one is funny:<BR/>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jQa3n0LQ6ik<BR/><BR/>Glad to hear that your finger is better.<BR/><BR/>You don't seem old to me at all, and I'll be 20 later this year.xxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02087088632584907401noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9394978.post-32856028104782816912007-05-01T22:04:00.000-04:002007-05-01T22:04:00.000-04:00HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY MOFO!!!! You know, I never ...HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY MOFO!!!! You know, I never knew that our birthdays were so close together. You on the 30 and me on the fourth of may. Hehehe. All my favorite people are Tauruses! :D<BR/><BR/>I hope that your birthday was everything you hoped it would be. I am turning the infamous 18 on Friday. What will I be doing? Probably being the loser-geek I am (and damn proud of it bitches!) and treating a few friends to see the new spider-man movie followed by 1 AM bowling at the Boston Bowl.<BR/><BR/>Was your 18th birthday special?<BR/><BR/>You don't know HOW relieved I am to hear that you are actually enjoying yourself. Cause all the other fans and I really wish for you to do what you love. <BR/><BR/>I am off to listen to some lullaby NIN (it is so soothing. seriously. I almost fell asleep while driving I was sooo relaxed. Very eerie though. They've also done radiohead, tool, pink floyd, bjork, U2, and many other lullaby records.)<BR/><BR/><BR/>Enjoy Nashville!Shannonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04588214523428135666noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9394978.post-90927874003932105902007-05-01T09:40:00.000-04:002007-05-01T09:40:00.000-04:00Love the post Amenda, it's really cool to see you ...Love the post Amenda, it's really cool to see you guys working through songs. It would be a dream if I could make documentary of the entire thing.nicknackpattywackhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12480650692218283103noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9394978.post-69153818659494609312007-04-30T22:43:00.000-04:002007-04-30T22:43:00.000-04:00Hey, Happy Birthday! You're probably playing your...Hey, Happy Birthday! You're probably playing your show as I'm writing this. Unfortunately, I am not able to be present for this glorious event but I know that everyone there will send you all the LOVE that I can't. Rock it.<BR/><BR/>It's great that your really writing again. I can imagine how good that must feel for you. Along with putting out your new record yourself and recording it on your own terms. You should really be proud of yourself. You are creativity in action. I love the way you talk about your record. It's obvious how meaningful it is for you. With all the work you're doing and all the collaborations it's impossible to be anything but spectacular. Oh, and it just popped into my head. The album artwork. Not to get ahead of myself, or you, but I can only imagine what you’ll have in mind.<BR/><BR/>Yoga, Noga. Today is a noga, so far...but that could change. I went for a walk the other day in the pouring rain. I walked and walked and got completely soaked. And I couldn’t stop smiling. Walking in the rain is one of the most magical things I think I’ve ever experienced. There’s life everywhere and constant noise, everything is in motion. That was definitely a yoga day. As soon as I got home I stepped to the mat.<BR/><BR/>Hearing you talk about being comfortable with yourself now that you are in your thirties and you’ve become “Fully Yourself and have stopped trying to be anything else” makes me look at my own self. I think it’s a decade thing. Every decade you get this new feeling about yourself or your life. I’m pretty comfortable with myself right now. A hell of a lot more than I was a few years ago, and I can say that you and your music has been a part of this change in me. I mean, yes, there are things about my life that don’t make sense to me. But me, myself, I make sense to myself. I know what I want for myself and who I am right now, in the present tense. When I’m thirty and look back at this I might think I didn’t know shit about what I was saying. Or not, hopefully I’ll pleasantly evolve. At least you make me want to welcome the thirties with open arms.<BR/><BR/>I also have a book recommendation which the above paragraph reminded me of. It’s called Stumbling On Happiness by Daniel Gilbert. It sounds like a self help book but it’s not. I’m about 80 pages in and so far so good. To take a direct quote it, “describes the foibles of imagination and illusions of foresight that cause each of us to misconceive our tomorrows and misestimate our satisfactions. It’s about the unique human ability to imagine the future, and about our capacity to predict how much we will like it when we get there.” He has a comedic style of writing slightly similar to Bill Bryson so it makes it interesting.<BR/><BR/>Alright, I need to write this damn paper. But first, nourishment. Juice. It's too warm for tea right now.<BR/><BR/>Thanks for showing us the pics and the vids. It's a nice insight into what's goig on. I think I'm going to be anticipating this album more than I was the last Dresden Dolls album. It's a good feeling.<BR/><BR/>sorry about avril.<BR/><BR/>and last but not least, since I can't be there tonight to wish you Happy Birthday in person. Here is this, in great youtube fashion, a gift from me to you (even though I didn't make it).<BR/><BR/>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yj6cbM-h8xg<BR/><BR/>all my love,<BR/><BR/>andreaandreahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07913929047899255513noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9394978.post-26389478983737576562007-04-30T21:30:00.000-04:002007-04-30T21:30:00.000-04:00another- yes the 20s ARE IT, but then they're over...another- yes the 20s ARE IT, but then they're over. Dammit.<BR/><BR/>editorial- ya, moskau is goot. But they should have had a straight guy play Gengis, don'cha think? <BR/><BR/>David Lee Roth, what a guy!<BR/><BR/>Amanda, I bought So Divided and I liked it. Thanks. Now you owe me. Right?<BR/><BR/>So what do you think of these folks??<BR/>Regina Spektor<BR/>Joanna Newsom<BR/>Sigur Ros<BR/><BR/>For some reason your opinion means a lot to me, so, please?<BR/><BR/>And happy birthday again. Your 31st year will be <BR/><BR/>amazingDavidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08023829957100118573noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9394978.post-52449837689136882532007-04-30T17:03:00.000-04:002007-04-30T17:03:00.000-04:00I really want to see you play tomorow but i can't....I really want to see you play tomorow but i can't. Wish i could though. :(<BR/><BR/> HAPPY 31st BIRTHDAY AMANDA!!!!!!! that is NOT old not in the least now 32 thats a different story........ (hehe, i kid, i kid!)<BR/><BR/>I love noga days there great! Very excited for the solo album PLEASE don't take 3 years to complete it! it would be wonderful if it was dont in 3 years but im not sure i could wait that long... i'ld probaly explode. <BR/><BR/>lots of love, ErikaErika Schaeferhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02358528710826778519noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9394978.post-36525548437500990982007-04-30T14:38:00.000-04:002007-04-30T14:38:00.000-04:00I hope your putting out this new album of yours on...I hope your putting out this new album of yours on vinyl as well as CD. I'd love to hear your hands work that Stienway through the magic of the record groove. Don't forget to offer a free MP3 download of it to vinyl purchasers - my turntable doesn't work in my car!Ryanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00072765631885239686noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9394978.post-17940034473420778442007-04-30T13:30:00.000-04:002007-04-30T13:30:00.000-04:00I am seriously pissed that I don't read your blog ...I am seriously pissed that I don't read your blog more often. I work behind Centennial Park, and all this time I could have been spending my lunch hour stalking Cafe Coco so I could pounce upon you like a rabid wombat.<BR/><BR/>Oh Well.<BR/><BR/>I am thrilled that you're spending your birthday with us Nashvillians. I was totally planning to party at the Voltaire show last night until I happened to catch the email announcing the last-minute show. So I said, "Fuck Voltaire. I'm gonna go see Amanda Motherfucking Palmer, bitches."<BR/><BR/>Last thing. I'm so very happy that your test results were wrong. Rheumatoid arthritis is a nasty disease, nevermind lupus (though it's never lupus. That's what Hugh Laurie told me, and I believe him). Has your doctor mentioned that perhaps you have fibromyalgia? The aches and such remind me of my fibro symptoms.<BR/><BR/>Something to maybe look into, anyway.<BR/><BR/>Can't wait to see the show tonight.Brandyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07435359897787996305noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9394978.post-67541587200541997192007-04-30T12:13:00.000-04:002007-04-30T12:13:00.000-04:00Jeez, if those clips are anything to go by, this d...Jeez, if those clips are anything to go by, this disc is going to _soar_... Can't wait...<BR/><BR/>Hippo Bidet...<BR/><BR/>LUnknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11595437529831980293noreply@blogger.com