If I wrote a screenplay of my life, late December, 2000 would be the "All is Lost"* point. The lowest point for the protagonist, the point where it cannot get any worse but you also can't figure out how it could ever get better for them. I flew to Toronto from Virginia on Christmas Day, …
Continue reading So long, 2020, the “All is Lost” moment in the world’s screenplay.
And here we are, another world away from that last post in April. There have been many times I've intended to write, wanted to write. But the hope I spoke of in April hasn't made it this far, and it's hard to write about the things I've done when in my heart, it just feels …
Continue reading All your hope is gone, It’s not that funny, is it?
Man, we're a whole world away from my last post, aren't we? I've been trying hard to come up with words for this, as I suddenly work my regular job full time from my little spare room, surrounded by photos and souvenirs of 20+ years spent Coyote-ing across North America. Sometimes, those wonderful memories are …
It's been exactly one week since the news hit. Lindsey Buckingham. On tour. Spring 2020. What?!?!?!?!?! I was at work, fangirling uncontrollably, being the worst possible mentor to my new employee. Yes, boss lady squees and dances and smiles so wide her face hurts when news of a tour drops. I'm super professional! But seriously. …
Long time no blog! Long time no much of anything, really. This has been a stressful year so far. Right after my last blog, I embarked on 3 solid months of working 2 jobs. One was supposed to be a part time side gig, but quickly turned into near-full time hours, and the only days …
Record show day dawned cold and rainy and grey. This was my first day off since March 3rd, thanks to newly working 2 jobs, and I had no intention of getting out early. I decided to rep all 3 of my music fandoms, Lindsey for strength and my Eagles VIP merch bag from 2014, which …
Continue reading So often times it happens, that we live our lives in chains…
Out of my brand new Supernatural fandom last year, I found a perfect term for a thing that I have carried with me through 7 moves (I counted), over 700 kilometres, for 16 years: a cursed object. According to the Supernatural wiki, cursed objects are "objects imbued with black magic, that cause bad luck and …
That line, from the Eagles' "Fast Company", has been echoing in my mind a lot lately. I've had a weird health issue/injury for awhile now (nothing dire, just uncomfortable) and the inactivity caused by that, in addition to the freezing cold weather and feet of snow, has contributed to a lovely depression these last few …
Continue reading Remember where you come from, Remember who you are…
Thanks, Glenn. Thanks for not judging this star-struck, down-on-my-luck fangirl when I unexpectedly got to walk into a daydream and meet you that day in 2006. Thanks for laughing at the "real men wear pink" bumper sticker my friend M and I bought on the off chance one of us got to meet you somewhere …
Remember yesterday, I said that looking cute wasn't as important as being warm, given the long outdoor wait? Yeah. No. Forget it. K and I had gone to the washroom shortly after Lindsey left the bar, and we were instantly glad we hadn't seen ourselves before meeting him. I think she still looked fine, but …
Continue reading Five Days of Lindsey Buckingham: Wednesday, October 25, 2006, Chicago the Finale
