what a long strange trip it's been! hahahaha

day five. ayayayayae. quitting smoking is so sucky! i will remain strong. any tips would be appreciated yo. or pats on the back.

confessions of a quitter: part one.

so jessica huester breezed into town from sunny bunny los angeles for the hollydays. we went out for some beverages last evening at the standard tap and proceeded to get an excellent drunk on. jess recalled when she first met me this blog on myspace about my quitting smoking. needless to say, anyone who knows this pathetic chain-smoker, i am still miserably addicted and involved in an abusive co-dependant relationship with phillip morris. so this got me thinking. when was this alleged myspace blog? and when was the last time i attempted quitting? within one-and-a-half minutes i had my answer.

Friday, May 27, 2005

nicorette totally blows

so this is my 17th attempt at quitting smoking and i'm the fucking worst at it. why is it that i can find the lamest excuse to have one? goddamn sin sticks. i know i look incredibly cool smoking and it feels oh so right, but i think i really want it this time. too many reasons to quit. number one- the "i'm not a chicken, you're a turkey" commercial finally got to me. number two- dan won't let me sing in any bands with him until i quit completely, because i can't wail to my full potential anymore. and dan's my ride to super-stardom. number three- i'm all out of money, and i could be spending that 5 dollars a day on feeding myself instead. it all makes sense and i understand and i want it but right now i'm totally dying for one of those delicious motherfuckers, i've knawed off both my arms in an extreme nicotene fit and am now typing with my tongue. basically, I'M IN HELL.

then looking through my comments i saw that after first failure, i made a second unsuccessful attempt on new years eve. i think i only made it three days if i remember correctly. la-hoo-sa-herrr. peter wayne burton (the 'urkel' to jess huester's 'laura') put it nicely, "nicorette only blows because you suck - literally. then, coincidentally, you blow too."

so here's attempt number 19? today begins day number four. got tha nicorette. (ninjarette) made it through a night of drinking some serious wine, which always seems to be the hardest part. i'm definitely older, maybe i'm a little wiser too. let's see how we dooooo dooooooo do do do. ah!

wish me luck!

i just! ate a bug!!

untamed heart is only like the saddest movie ever. ughhh. the sadness factor completely slipped my mind cause it's been like foreeeever since i've seen it. i was a big fat couch potato all night long. i drank soda. i ate chocolate. i only rose from the couch to get more soda and pee. it was glorious. so there i sat on the couch--crying my eyes out well after the movie finished at 1:35 am--completely wide wide awake (with work tomorrow morning!). so what's a sad sad girl to do?? ONLY WATCH ONE OF THE GREATEST MOVIE OF ALL TIME!!!!

OVERBOARD!!!!!!!!!!!!



oh goldie. what a jem. what a jewel. what class and sophistication! and the outfits!!! if i lived on a yacht in the mid 80's and had buttloads of money i would want to look just like joanna stayton here.

so still wiiiiide awake but no longer a blubbering idiot (except for the scene when they pull away from the house in the limo and all the kids start running after her and pounding on the window and pee wee herman child yells, "you said moms don't leave!"). i swear i could watch this movie a million bazillion times. ahhh... "my life is like death. my children are the spawn of hell. and you're the devil." hee hee heeeee.

sooooo... supposedly there is a BOLLYWOOD film that was modeled after the greatness that is overboard ek ladka ek ladki (a boy and a girl) directed by vijay sadanah. and not just modeled after, but completely and totally like exactly the same. except it's a glamorous bollywood film. and it appears that there might be an extra twist/violence in the indian version. hmmm. i expect i will be seeing this movie very soon.

here is glorious birthday scene (sooo similar to o-board, y'all). amazing solo dance routine by the "joanna/annie" character at around 3 minutes. i expect all of you to learn this happy birthday song and perform it for me at my next birthday party.




okokokok... need to try and sleeeeeeeeeep. night night night!!!!!

my fav blog.

meet tavi. she's prolly the cutest little twelve year-old from chicago, illinois i've ever seen. a few weeks ago i stumbled acress her blog and flipped the fuck out. her blog's called style rookie and she blogs about school and her parents and pretty things but most insanely amazing and fabulousity are the outfits she crafts and the photos she takes of herself modeling the amazing outfits. she's just so eff-ing cute. as a god damned button.

i knew she was the cat's pajamas when i saw one of her older posts about grey gardens and the always fabulous "little edie" bouvier beale. tis a fabulous documentary from the 70's about jackie onassis's aunt and cousin living driving each other bonkers in run-down shit filled house in the hamptons with cats and raccoons. i saw the doc at big e's house last year and became insaaanely obsessed much with little edie. big e and i even fashioned ourselves home-made edie-style head wraps out of old curtains. which in turn sparked my turban obsession.

here's a video with oodles and oodles of little edie and her amazing outfits:



oh, and the part when she proclaims, "are you absolutely crazy? there isn't anything i can't do!" right before launching into a full on patriotic u.s.o.-style flag waving march/dance to a virginia military institute band record. it's beee-you-ti-ful.

a trip for auntie coo-coo.

so tomorrow, well, more like four hours from now claire and i will be embarking on a long early morning amtrak train to boston for our great aunt claire's funeral. she was my sister claire's namesake (who was also unknowingly born on the same day as aunt claire! so effing weird) and one hell of a woman. she led a totally rad life filled with all things fun and beautiful and she will be greatly missed.

even though the day will be filled with sadness, i really am looking forward to the train ride though. i love trains. i will be spending hours brainstorming songs with sis, visiting the bar car for breakfast beverages, meeting strangers, peering out the window romantically at the passing trees, "leaf peeping" if you will, and reading these three books i am currently reading at the same time. i have ADD. i also love to read so reading multiple books works so very well for the attention deficient. and the glutarded.















now considering i have four hours instead of three (thank you daylight savings time! seems like only yesterday we were springing ahead) i can relax and keep procrastinating the whole packing ordeal.

goodnight philadelphia, sleep well.

and now, through the burning bush cometh...

GOLDIEBOX!

we rise from the ashes and form a band the likes of which have never been seen! yes, ladies and germs: meet my super group. on keys/guitars/vox/bass: claire wadsworth (my blood), on drums: stephanie whitaker (my boo), and also on keys/guitars/vox/bass: alison wadsworth (yours truly-uly). it's pretty darn sweeet.

behold c & s on day one in new carpenter street practice space (since formation, existence of more equipment is evident. also with significantly more empty tea cups and cig butts):



it all started way back when (three weeks ago) when steph-rock brought her drum kit over. i was all bring that shit! and she was all it's already been broughten! then tim arnold came over and tuned the shit out of the kit and discovered a 3rd tom hiding in the bass drum. it was a silly/amazing discovery.

then we got to writing.

then we got a gig (continue reading for further information on gig deets).

then we got to some more writing and really started to get muy excitedo! currently we are at five! new! songs! including but not limiting to:

1. our first born song: zombie prom.
2. we only got this gig cause we fucked the headliner.
3. sex cannibal (co-written by dave cope).

please stay tuned for future hardcore band photographs--photoshoot scheduled with the one, the only CHUCKLES!!--which is destined for our professional-like myspace page (also on the rise). recording via garageband is the process, as are videos and other fun lil' tidbits. more importantly on the rise though, is ME. yes thine friends, ali's back from her musical coma. in like serious effect. and it feels fucking great. ahhhhhhhh...

UPCOMING NOVEMBER GIGS YOU NEED TO MAKE TIME FOR:

1. saturday, november 8, 9pm at the northstar bar, at 2639 poplar street. claire and ali sing with the fabulous andrew lipke for his huge record release party.
   
2. saturday, november 15, 8?pm at the fire, at 412 west girard. this be the first show ever with our totally new awesome 60's psychedelic glam rock band with dave cope, band name still in discussion. i'll get back to you on that one.
   
3. tuesday, november 25, 8?pm at the fire again. this also be the first show ever for GOLDIEBOX. huge. also part of andrew lipke's november residence at the fire.
   

be prepared for total explosions in your mind. AHHH!!!!!!!

back from the dead! an apology to you fair readers.

sorry sorry sorry. i suh-suh-suck! at blogging these days. what was ONCE (like three gotdamn weeks ago!) my favoritest past-time, slowly started drifting to the back of my mind waaay behind the phillies winning the fucking WORLD SERIES! and my fav day holloweener, janet moving out of our house (the maaaaayjah sadness just hit me as i typed those words), steph-rock moving in (excitedment slammed me as i typed those words too), oprah running away (she's back! hallelujah!!), and practicing furiously with my two new bands--aye carumba! i can't believe i haven't told you all about new dave cope project with, you guessed it, dave cope, and new carpenter street house band explosion, GOLDIEBOX. yes, 'tis named after the infamous philly roller girl, and yes, it's THAT good y'all.

needless to say, i'm totes sor. freals (thanks steph!).

will obvi be filling you in on all of these parts of my life in future postings. the future will begin now as i start compiling all of the backlogged data/pictures/videos/hilarity.