May 30, 2004

one night at sputnik...

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May 28, 2004

g-girl visit

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May 27, 2004

bros

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May 26, 2004

multi-tasker

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da boyz

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myth busters

me, "What are you doing?"
dad, "Watching myth busters."
me, "Oh, is that a tv show?"
dad, "Yeah, they go around and bust myths. Right now they have a dummy in a field with a tongue piercing to see if tongue piercings attract lightening."
me, "huh..."

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people love bad news

no one loves it more than old people.
Grandma, "I heard there was a tornado out where you live."
me, "I haven't heard anything about it."
Grandma, "Well, it was on the TV."
me, "It would have to be outside my window for me to know about since we don't watch TV."

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May 21, 2004

what me?

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cheyenne

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where's that job george?

of course...
Thanks to Scott for the link.

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May 19, 2004

so you are...

list the words that describe you.

Are these things that would be considered assets or liabilities?

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wy

howling wind roars
rocks piled over the land
sticker "indian land"

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highlight this in your calendars

Go see the Laylights! Their working on the site. But check 'em out!
Dates and venue...

Laylights Upcoming Gigs

May 27 (Thursday)
Herman's Hideaway
1578 S. Broadway
8:30 PM
It's make your own ticket night! Write "Laylights" on a scrap of paper, get in free! This standard accounting practice helps the bar track which drunken rowdy fans came to see which drunken rowdy band.

June 2 (Wednesday)
Larimer Lounge
2721 Larimer St.
11 PM
This is super-L night! Larimer Lounge! Laylights! Hell, the bar is sort of shaped like an "L" too! We are especially enthused about this venue, because it matches the raw, smoky sound of our practice space really closely. We should feel right at home.

June 20 (Sunday)
Hi-Dive
7 South Broadway
10 PM
Watch us open for national touring act Frank Jordan! I've never heard of them either, but I am sure they are really great!

So what the heck are the Laylights?
We play original rock/pop, kind of like the Strokes meets the Rolling Stones meets U2 meets Television. It's four guys with a straightforward lineup of drums/1-2 guitars/bass/vocals. There are death-defying mid-gig instrument changes. People have been known to say things like "they're better than we thought they would be."
- Jack
Laylights founder

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May 13, 2004

dream

Chris and Mark threw me a brithday party in the woods. It looked like the party was set up beside the barn in the cow pen shoot where we used to brand, worm and load the cows up for market. The ditch was as full as the creek and we were sitting on big oak limbs drapped over the water. Different people from my past waded up through the water. "Remember me..." I couldn't.
Chris, "there's cake and sandwiches."
I had a half eaten sandwich in one hand a paper plate with balloon around the side framing a piece of white cake in the other.
A horse it looked like my old horse Peanut swam by us just barely holding its nostrels and eyes above water as it pass by. I blew kisses at the horse and waved it away hoping it would find a slope to pull itself out of the water from.
The water was warm, green and murky. I could smell the earth, algae and moss in it.

Life
My brother's sweet girlfriend called to tell me grandma went into the hospital yesterday because she's in congestive heart failure. Grandma acts like she is just there letting them test her, pretending that when she gets home she'll be all better.
Plus, poor dad is having to wait on his wife hand and foot. On mother's day they went for a horseback ride and she was on a green broke horse not a properly broke horse and was thrown off and hurt her neck. They thought she broke her neck so they "called the law" and arranged for a lifeflight helicopter to jettison her to the trama, in her case the drama, center in Gainesville. Now "she" has to wear a halo for at least 3 weeks.
Please add them to your prayer lists.

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con

Did you know the term con man comes from confidence man?

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May 11, 2004

he sang

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May 10, 2004

Mark sing-ing...

Look it's Mark singing with that guy.

Yeah that guy who "borrowed" my purse from the Rock'n'Roll Circus b-day party. The guy saw that I only had two dollars so he must have felt sorry for me and brought it back to me after he was seen with the phone screaming in his hands. I guess I should say he just borrowed my purse. It was too small ad red for him anyway. I am really thankful he gave it back. BTW when someone wears three pairs of shorts at once they are ready to run from the fuzz.

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May 08, 2004

trust

tell me how, is it enough, why not
really share the raw unexplainable happenings that color you and me
understand, trusting you makes me feel naked, exposed
see that i'm just a person trying to get by in life
thanks for listening to me vomit

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May 03, 2004

say it isn't so

If there is any truth to the rumor that Sophia C. and Quentin T. are really an item I'm going to break my nose again (not really). If they had a child they'd have to call it Beak because their massive noses combined would be the summation of a tucan sam child. Yes, I have nose envy. Well, that's just the start of it...

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it's happening

the change.
I'm too tired to go to a rock show.
all the cool kids are at death from above at the lion's lair and all I can think of is peeling the contacts off of my eyes and crawling in bed.
i guess that's what happens when one has multipule jobs.
These are the money making years...right?
Right???
One day my money will be working for me right?

I find myself oddly jealous of couples that go to sleep at 9 pm and wake at 5am to take the world over. Important things happen early in the morning. Or so I was raised to think that. Sleeping in is a hate crime to my grandmother. Where my mom reserves the right to sleep all day on Sundays.

Time for some hot tea via the instant purified hot water dispenser just installed next to the sink. Thanks Mark!

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