A poem…
March went out like a lion, a-whipping up the water in the bay.
April cries and soon steps aside, and along comes pretty little May!
Okay, so you think I’m going to start writing about how for the past 2 weeks I’ve been drinking Astragalus Root tea, taking vitamins, and getting in touch with my non-mechanical side?? Well I just did. So here we go…
Words spoken to me recently, that I just can’t get out of my head!
“I am NOT putting my knee on that ground! My knee has no cartiledge.”
“This is just TERRIBLE. You know, I’ve been on Broadway…”
Sassy retort from unnamed person in background…“Yea, Broadway in Everett…”
To a 2 year old boy in his carseat, referring to me who was trying to squeeze my ass past his monster truck blocking the exit to the gas station….“Some people are just plain stupid, buddy!”
But in all honesty, the reason I haven’t been blogging for two weeks is because I have been busy in Michigan, living my double-life. Not as Cbear, but as the real me…Official Christina. As you can see, I incorporate my many East Coast talents in to this life as well. However, whenever I decide to go to Michigan and live out this part of my life, I have to be sure to wear my dual-colored mod wig.
I’m always grateful to get back to the East Coast after a journey like this. Here I can converse with my good friends at Carousel, even when they are telling me about the lack of cartiledge in the knee, or claiming that I “kicked Sophie out of the dance”. Never would I!
It’s been 5 days since I watched any night-time episodes of Roseanne. Well make that 4.5…On Wednesday afternoon, I did manage to catch a few minutes of the Weekday 2pm showing of Roseanne on local channel 14, UPN-38 for standard cable. But Nick at Nite has replaced the sporadic late night viewings of Roseanne with a spattering of Mad About You episodes. Personally, I’m not too crazy about that show, and I miss big Roseanne and Dan taking over the tube at night. So, last night I had this great dream.
I was in some kind of studio apartment, and was giving two men haircuts - they were sitting on the couch. They were worried that I’d make them look to feminine, and were complaining…and in walks Roseanne herself and gives it to ‘em good. I loved it. Later on, I was fixing to make some cookies but I found a bag of those Girl Scout Macaroon-style dumplings and ate some of those. This older man had come in to the apartment with two ladies, and was getting ready to set up shop - sleeping bags and all - in one of the extra rooms. I said, “um, you do know that this is our apartment, right???” He responded, “well yea but I’d love to show the ladies around here instead!” Roseanne was standing next to me, and we walked out offering to “bring them some cookies” so they’d feel right at home. And for some reason, we were laughing hysterically. ..
Just call it Roseanne withdrawal. In a way, it’s probably good for me…