Friday blase roundup

In Baton Rouge, it's pretty when you don't mow the back yard! This place encourages you to be lazy at all turns.

Sooo, I haven't commented too much on the BR scene lately not just because I've been traveling, but because I'm more accustomed to it. I get it: every month there's some new holiday/season/festival with different traditions than I'm used to and weird foods I haven't tried yet. The latest now that Easter's over, according to props and context clues at the supermarket, is crawfish season. Anyway, I'm sure I'll try crawfish dumped in a pile on a picnic table with corn and spice or whatevs they put in there, at some point. And the colors of items I own such as bicycles, minivans, lawn chairs, refrigerator magnets, and hair will continue to fade faster in the stronger sunlight. And I'll still miss my friends and the city. And life will go on.

Along with my not needing to blog as much, is my needing to not blog for free as much. (Unfortunately, since I enjoy the community of blogging immensely.) So I'll still post a few times a week, but you won't be seeing any epics like that last post for awhile.

Friday tidbits and Internet stuff, after the jump.

Small slice of the truth be told, it's rather challenging times for yours truly. I don't have any incurable diseases, but the list of worries and problems is more extensive than I'm comfortable with, and I won't bore you with the specifs. I'm also slightly doubting my mental stability, as the mysterious Madonna virus ravages my latest Dell (now the third Dell laptop to catch it) continues to progress in slowing it down. I hear the "Lucky Star" sound byte more and more frequently, and it makes my skin crawl, but at least the fiance has finally heard it as well so it's not imaginary.

I also periodicially hear some squawking bird outside (it's lovely open-doors weather here) and I wonder if someone really is keeping  fowl of some sort in one of the adjoining yards.

Alors.

Speaking of not blogging for free so much, I'm writing a green weddings and love blog three times a week over at the new enviro site RiverWired. Please bookmark it and if you ever need extra CoKane, check it out. For examp, you can read about how Paul McCartney's ex Heather Mills is a crazy who tries to hit on guys by urging them to go vegan.

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And speaking of the supermarket, Albertson's, aka Empty Foods, the good thing about that junk-food emporium is that apparently no one goes there for healthy food, so they recently put a lot of their organic and natural items on clearance! I loaded up on canned organic tomato products, baking mixes, and cleaners like I was stocking a bomb shelter. In two trips I saved about $40! Take that, Whole Foods, which never has sales.

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And speaking of the Internets, one of the sharpest commenters on this blog, Alison/lilshametongue, has The Bombshell Blog over on ye olden MySpace. I'm not even sure if I'm linking it properly or if you can link directly to a MySpace blog, so I linked to her profile, where you'll find the blog. She should just bite the bullet, admit she's a blogger, and put it on a platform like Blogger, Wordpress, or TypePad. I would read it more often if she did. But go check it out! Fun fact about Alison: she used to work at several of those True Confessions-type magazines! Yes, those still exist! I see them at the newsstand at CVS Crossings!

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In other news, Mexican emo kids are getting beat up by emo haters and fighting back! I know there's a lot of confusion about emo from the old folks, but will someone please explain to me how the emo look is distinguishable from goth? More striped hoodies? Because I don't see a difference, and don't emos just listen to the new, youngun' versions of goth bands?

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How about a little commentary on music I'm more knowledgeable about: did anyone catch Aftermath: Five Years Later, a concert on VH-1 to benefit victims of the tragic fire at The Station? I of course caught it because it followed the best episode of Rock of Love II ever on Sunday. Not to make light of the Station fire as I'm sure many people have on the mean old Internets, but rather to make fun of two musicians in the concert who I adored many years ago: Jeff Keith of Tesla and Kip Winger of Winger (though if you didn't know what band he fronts, you probs didn't make it this far anyway). Someone please organize a benefit for those two! Did Jeff Keith always sound like the son of Janis Joplin and a pterodactyl after drinking a handle of whiskey and smoking a carton of ciggs when he sang and I just didn't realize it because I liked every hard rock band that was out at the time?  As for Kip Winger. Oh, Kip. This "then and now" photo comparison is being kind. But here is a hilarious quote he said elsewhere on the VH-1 site: "I go on stage to kick ass. When I was a kid I was into prog rock bands of a very high musicianship nature, like Yes and Queen. When I saw them live, they all kicked ass. And when one would suck, I would feel like I got gypped. I make it a point to hit every note." Well, Kip, people are not coming to Winger shows for the notes, necessarily. I feel gypped that you are no longer a pinup dreamboat.

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Well, as usual, this has turned into a longer post than planned. Finally, did you know?

You're welcome.

Comments

[Jeff]

The beginning of this post makes me think that Baton Rouge is in a different country. Is it?

Also, is that a sausage label or a statement?

[vl100butch]

cokane, darlin....didn't we tell you that four seasons exist in south Louisiana....crawfish, shrimp, football, and hunting....

[Danielle]

I am so excited to be coming home to Baton Rouge in a couple of weeks (from DC) just for the crawfish. So damn good...

[Lioux]

Yea. I was never a big fan of the Kipster. He was too pretty boy for me... I'll bet he's even SUPER creepier now if he's still singing that hit single about his 17 year old GF.

...And why is my computer suddenly playing "Lucky Star"...

[Lioux]

Yea. I was never a big fan of the Kipster. He was too pretty boy for me... I'll bet he's even SUPER creepier now if he's still singing that hit single about his 17 year old GF.

...And why is my computer suddenly playing "Lucky Star"...

[Randy]

"This place encourages you to be lazy at all turns."

You have no idea how accurate you are.

[kartek]

On ANTM last week, they had each of the models dress as various music genres. I didn't hear the setup for the emo girl, but I assumed it was grunge. I just associate emo with like awful hot topic in the mall.

[beth]

my understanding of the emos is that they are kids/people who are more sad, depressed-very into their feelings and how others hurt them...goths are just wearing black and listening to death metal. In middle school-emos cut themselves.

I hear you on the challenging times, etc...we are wondering here when the tides will change. I hope the same comes your way too!

[amy]

i'm about to know what you mean. you forgot to cough! i'm also going to stop shooting for free *cough* *cough* *cough* unless it's like for revenge or something *cough*cough*cough*

see you at cocktail hour on the porch yall! oh, and the crawfish boil is at christy's for her bday in may.

[ecs]

A most beautiful descripsh: Did Jeff Keith always sound like the son of Janis Joplin and a pterodactyl after drinking a handle of whiskey and smoking a carton of ciggs when he sang and I just didn't realize it because I liked every hard rock band that was out at the time?

I love pterodactyls. Gloria Estafan has also always reminded me of them.

[jew]

Do you think that sausage is really enforced by Mr. T?! Cause that seems kinda fishy to me. Ew fishy sausage

[jew]

lol i meant 'endorsed' but enforced sounds about right too ;)

[JDizzle]

Cheer up Colleen, it could be worse. You could be a sausage eating, Mexican Emo, Maddonna impersonator.