at this moment...I am happy....happy with technology...and the fact that my Mom is emailing me and telling me I take horrible pictures...and that I cut Jude's head off....(OMG, MOM, click on the damn pic and download it...that's just the thumbnail pic in the body of the damn email).....
and in the same minute...getting an email from my Dad...and he addresses me as Dear Illustrator:
(he always uses colons after he writes my name in emails... it's so formal and hilarious...and I love it.)
and with that....I will continue with my blog....
when you walk into a room of strangers....other temps....you know...you need to...well, at some point- talk to somebody....you know...
there's breaks...and lunch...and a whole day with people...
and...some people are ok with keeping to themselves....and work...and leave...and not interact with others...
I'm not really that way. That's not how I roll.
so I scanned the group for....somebody to hang with....when I saw Connie, I kind of passed over her because, well....she was a pregnant, married lady...with...a long grey sweater type dress on....and I was a single...22 year old...
and then there was another ....girl...college-age student...my age I guess...maybe younger.....
and I don't remember what exactly happened....it was so long ago....my guess is that Connie started talking to me....and it probably wasn't my choice. :) Hahahahahahhahaha, because she's that way....
but....we started talking...and she told me of some crazy stories...the kind of stories that reminded me that you can't judge a pregnant married lady by the grey long boring-conservative maternity dress she was wearing....
I'll just sum it up...as.....L.A. days....with a band of her friends, fresh out of high school....and parties...and Faith No More....and Red Hot Chili Peppers...and a whole lot of all that kind of thing....
and so....
that's my friend Connie...and it has never been boring...I can tell you that. In fact...when we are sharing a brain together...things go sideways....
we should sign waivers before we get together.... it's like a Harold and Kumar movie.....so much....so we now call each other Harold and Kumar....she's Kumar....because she is insane... :)
anyway....one thing about Connie... she can be a bit fanatical about certain musicians and their tragic passings......Andy Gibb.....and Jeff Buckley...oh, and Michael Hutchins....
Once at work....ohmygoodness....I'm not sure how much freaking Andy Gibb she made me listen too....cripes. :)
Once she went to NYC by herself....to hang out at a Jeff Buckley tribute thing...and totally made friends with his Mom and chatted her up... because....she's like that....she's everyone's friend....and such a sweet loving soul....but, she can be tough as nails....so...if anything, I would count on her to kick someone's ass if they were messing with us.....she doesn't put up with any crap....
the thing is.... it's one hell of a roller coaster with her.....and sometimes you need that....
a friend who makes shit go sideways once in a while.... to keep things in perspective....
and for her.....this Jeff Buckley song...
Looking out the door I see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners..
parading in a wake of sad relations as their shoes fill up with water...
and maybe i'm too young to keep good love from going wrong,
but tonight you're on my mind so you never know...
when I'm broken down and hungry for your love with no way to feed it
where are you tonight, child you know how much I need it...
too young to hold on and too old to just break free and run...
it's never over, my kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder,
it's never over, all my riches for her smiles when I slept so soft against her,
it's never over, all my blood for the sweetness of her laughter,
it's never over, she's the tear that hangs inside my soul forever...
This group of watercolors.....a nod to the trilogy, Blue, Red, and White, by Krystof Kieslowski...
peace...and love....and....unpredictable friends who keep life interesting...
Thanks for sharing Kelly.
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