Ooops

I totally missed Hugh Grant's birthday!!! 43 last Tuesday. I seem to lack some basic stalking skills. I did hear last night that he has another movie coming out. While I'm glad about the movie, I'm quite looking forward to all the publicity interviews. He cracks me up as a talk show interviewee.

Oh and the website/photo problems of last night were not, as it turns out, due to the domain name propagation... it was just my hosting company (the one I am ditching) having yet another brain fart. I keep a lot of my lj photos, graphics and the puzzles on susandennis.org - that's the one that's moving from old host to new one. It generally takes less than 72 hours, and the clock on that started running yesterday afternoon. My calculations say we should be done by Saturday aft.

Ooops

I totally missed Hugh Grant's birthday!!! 43 last Tuesday. I seem to lack some basic stalking skills. I did hear last night that he has another movie coming out. While I'm glad about the movie, I'm quite looking forward to all the publicity interviews. He cracks me up as a talk show interviewee.

Oh and the website/photo problems of last night were not, as it turns out, due to the domain name propagation... it was just my hosting company (the one I am ditching) having yet another brain fart. I keep a lot of my lj photos, graphics and the puzzles on susandennis.org - that's the one that's moving from old host to new one. It generally takes less than 72 hours, and the clock on that started running yesterday afternoon. My calculations say we should be done by Saturday aft.

Rode Hard and Put up Wet

This story starts in my high school years. I went to what was then (late 60's) a very snotty Southern girls boarding school. It was all you can imagine and more. Most all of the 25 members of my class fit the mold perfectly. It might come as a surprise to you that I actually did not. But there was one other member of my class who didn't quite fit either.

Cut to the mid 70's. I had a bunch of friends over to cook out and hang one Saturday night. One of them, sharing the jetsome and floatsome of her day said 'I got the funkiest new album (this was the 70's - we had albums then really) today. It's a singer named Marshall Chapman.'

Hmmm says I: That's odd, I went to high school with a Marshall Chapman - she was pretty funky...

My friend whipped out her new album and voila - with her back to the camera - was my classmate, Marshall naked as the day she was born. Not something that's going to evoke a lot of pride by the alumnae director of our our snotty school, but very very cool.

The album was good. I still have my copy and some of her others. Kinda country. Kinda rock. She wrote for others and a couple of her songs made it big. The school got a little more progressive and finally started claiming her as one of their own. (They still aren't too sure about me.)

Today I got a postcard from the school touting their Special Events for September and Marshall is a guest speaker!!! That's almost kind of creepy. But she, apparently, has a memoir out. Here's the poop about it from Amazon:

From Publishers Weekly
Legendary country and rock singer/songwriter Chapman has seen many of her more than 250 songs ("Betty's Bein' Bad," "The Perfect Partner") made famous by other artists like Jimmy Buffett, while her own recording career never went beyond cult status. This wild and woolly memoir deserves to gain her a much wider audience than just her loyal fans. Structured as a series of essays about 12 of her songs "that have the best stories around them," this is a hilarious and entertaining look at life by a fascinating 40-something artist who is not afraid to admit that she wrote one of her favorite songs ("Rode Hard and Put Up Wet") after waking up "around noon facedown in my front yard-which was a vegetable garden-wearing nothing but my underpants." The rebellious child of an upper-middle-class family in South Carolina, Chapman moves from college life at Vanderbilt to Nashville in the early 1970s, "about when the ' 60s hit the South," just in time to be a part of the "outlaw" country music era along with Waylon Jennings, Kris Kristofferson and Willie Nelson ("hell, back then, Willie didn't even bathe on a regular basis"), and she gives excellent insight into the rowdy ways of that much storied era. She also uses the creation of other songs to discuss everything from her "career of dating criminals" to her current sobriety with her true love, a man who wouldn't be fazed if Chapman chopped wood "with nothing on but a pair of men's boxer shorts."
Copyright 2003 Reed Business Information, Inc.

I snagged a copy from Half.Com...

Rode Hard and Put up Wet

This story starts in my high school years. I went to what was then (late 60's) a very snotty Southern girls boarding school. It was all you can imagine and more. Most all of the 25 members of my class fit the mold perfectly. It might come as a surprise to you that I actually did not. But there was one other member of my class who didn't quite fit either.

Cut to the mid 70's. I had a bunch of friends over to cook out and hang one Saturday night. One of them, sharing the jetsome and floatsome of her day said 'I got the funkiest new album (this was the 70's - we had albums then really) today. It's a singer named Marshall Chapman.'

Hmmm says I: That's odd, I went to high school with a Marshall Chapman - she was pretty funky...

My friend whipped out her new album and voila - with her back to the camera - was my classmate, Marshall naked as the day she was born. Not something that's going to evoke a lot of pride by the alumnae director of our our snotty school, but very very cool.

The album was good. I still have my copy and some of her others. Kinda country. Kinda rock. She wrote for others and a couple of her songs made it big. The school got a little more progressive and finally started claiming her as one of their own. (They still aren't too sure about me.)

Today I got a postcard from the school touting their Special Events for September and Marshall is a guest speaker!!! That's almost kind of creepy. But she, apparently, has a memoir out. Here's the poop about it from Amazon:

From Publishers Weekly
Legendary country and rock singer/songwriter Chapman has seen many of her more than 250 songs ("Betty's Bein' Bad," "The Perfect Partner") made famous by other artists like Jimmy Buffett, while her own recording career never went beyond cult status. This wild and woolly memoir deserves to gain her a much wider audience than just her loyal fans. Structured as a series of essays about 12 of her songs "that have the best stories around them," this is a hilarious and entertaining look at life by a fascinating 40-something artist who is not afraid to admit that she wrote one of her favorite songs ("Rode Hard and Put Up Wet") after waking up "around noon facedown in my front yard-which was a vegetable garden-wearing nothing but my underpants." The rebellious child of an upper-middle-class family in South Carolina, Chapman moves from college life at Vanderbilt to Nashville in the early 1970s, "about when the ' 60s hit the South," just in time to be a part of the "outlaw" country music era along with Waylon Jennings, Kris Kristofferson and Willie Nelson ("hell, back then, Willie didn't even bathe on a regular basis"), and she gives excellent insight into the rowdy ways of that much storied era. She also uses the creation of other songs to discuss everything from her "career of dating criminals" to her current sobriety with her true love, a man who wouldn't be fazed if Chapman chopped wood "with nothing on but a pair of men's boxer shorts."
Copyright 2003 Reed Business Information, Inc.

I snagged a copy from Half.Com...

Cleaning house for visitors

So I keep my journal looking like it does mainly for me and the occassional 1st time visitor. It has links I use and colors that please moi. Since I figure most everyone reads my entries from their friends pages, I assumed my friends never saw it.

I just dropped a comment to melodysk and realized that... duh... with S2, everyone who comments is seeing my house journal the way I do! Hmmm maybe I need to get a decorator in here... I could set the comments to not see my style but that's no fun. Better to just clean house.

Cleaning house for visitors

So I keep my journal looking like it does mainly for me and the occassional 1st time visitor. It has links I use and colors that please moi. Since I figure most everyone reads my entries from their friends pages, I assumed my friends never saw it.

I just dropped a comment to melodysk and realized that... duh... with S2, everyone who comments is seeing my house journal the way I do! Hmmm maybe I need to get a decorator in here... I could set the comments to not see my style but that's no fun. Better to just clean house.

Oh and in fair reporting

It seems I spent sooo much time over the past few months bitching about the weather, I would like to report that today we have true, honest, Seattle weather! It is cool with a constant drizzle and it's fabulous!!!!

Oh and in fair reporting

It seems I spent sooo much time over the past few months bitching about the weather, I would like to report that today we have true, honest, Seattle weather! It is cool with a constant drizzle and it's fabulous!!!!

Just random thoughts...

I really just pissed this day away at work. It was pretty much a Susan day. I investigated my new hosting outfit and cleaned my desk a bit and organized the notebook I carry around and helped the IT admins with some certification stuff they were doing. Sadly, I've become the NT web server expert. Well, that's only if you define expert as the person in any particular group who knows the most about the subject at hand. Those UNIX guys are hilarious when it comes to anything that's not white writing in a black window.

The mailer we did last week - glueing cash to the flyer, is turning out to be a huge success which is kind of fun.

The leaving fuckchop turned out to be bogus info. Oh well.

I am planning to take tomorrow off or at least go in only if necessary. Nothing big planned.

The rain is so nice and cool and soothing.

The new hosting company I found sure appears to be a winner so far. It's a little cheaper than the others I use and does not support ASP (but I have another one that does) but it does have a lot of nice little extras and, so far, fabulous support and info. If anyone is in the market, give Total Choice Hosting a look.

So far the Mariners aren't losing so I'm giving this day a thumbs up!

Just random thoughts...

I really just pissed this day away at work. It was pretty much a Susan day. I investigated my new hosting outfit and cleaned my desk a bit and organized the notebook I carry around and helped the IT admins with some certification stuff they were doing. Sadly, I've become the NT web server expert. Well, that's only if you define expert as the person in any particular group who knows the most about the subject at hand. Those UNIX guys are hilarious when it comes to anything that's not white writing in a black window.

The mailer we did last week - glueing cash to the flyer, is turning out to be a huge success which is kind of fun.

The leaving fuckchop turned out to be bogus info. Oh well.

I am planning to take tomorrow off or at least go in only if necessary. Nothing big planned.

The rain is so nice and cool and soothing.

The new hosting company I found sure appears to be a winner so far. It's a little cheaper than the others I use and does not support ASP (but I have another one that does) but it does have a lot of nice little extras and, so far, fabulous support and info. If anyone is in the market, give Total Choice Hosting a look.

So far the Mariners aren't losing so I'm giving this day a thumbs up!