the nomads get housed.

Saturday, I spent all morning running around then headed up to CT to celebrate and help Lisa move into her first apartment! It was exciting. I'm real happy for her. If anyone deserves it, it's her the most. We made a joke that her life if finally good. Lisa's shuffled from house to house, couch to couch and not once complained. She just did what she had to do. I admire her a lot for that reason alone. Lisa put herself through school, this year bought herself a car, helps take care of her niece and her father...all with a smile on her face, at the toughest of times. We used to call ourselves the Nomads, because we were forever sleeping everywhere. One of my favorite Lisa stories steams from when she was working at a small local super market. Everyday she'd work two jobs in hopes to someday go to school. As she worked, customers became regulars, one in particular took a liking to her. He was an older man, well dressed, warm hearted. In fact, Lisa and I went to school with his son. As he loaded his things on Lisa's line, he began to mention how much he sees her working in here and in town often. Lisa mentioned it was for her to go to school and pay the bills. The gentlemen then carried on a conversation with her and presented her with an offer: If she was as serious as she seemed about school, he would pay for her first few semesters if she received good grades. I will remind you that he was a semi stranger and to pick your jaw up from the fall. Yes, this went on for quite sometime. Lisa remained getting nothing less than an A on every radiology exam. I just really love this story for obvious reasons. I proud of the gal. After we settled out most of her stuff, well...she handed me a coloring book while she sorted all her clothes we headed down to the bar were our dear friend James was playing a show. Easy Street is the band, James is the nasty bass player. Nils accompanied us. I haven't seen him in years, yet we still talk quite often. I've missed him. He's always been a good look blue eyed gentlemen. Can show me a good time with nothing. We met him at the bar, when we got there he had two beers waiting for us. It's been a while since i've been to a bar filled with my people. It's a total different experience when you go out and don't know half of the heads there...and you don't really want to anyways. Anywho, I saw a lot of old faces I haven't seen in years. But i can not tell a lie and say that I really just wanted to be with Nils and Lisa. I was so excited the whole night...the surroundings were great, the vibes were there and the music was just right. As the night got older, it was time to throw the towel in. At 3 AM we decided to get fires. I feel asleep in Lisa's car on the way home. She still got me the fries. As her first house guest to sleep over, we went to bed. The next morning we woke up with the words...."This is so cool" the fact that she had her own place. We layed in bed and giggled at each others expense for about an hour until Nils called to get breakfast! The 3 of us went to 3 brothers diner. After, we went to get Nils a new shirt with his gift card because he had burned a hole in his favorite shirt. Lisa picked out a black, red and gray flannel and I choose a brown, tan and forest green. Nils bought them! It fit his, best beard having, ray ban glasses wearing, loud white pick up truck drivin' self. After that, we went back to Lisa's...because we can do that now! A few hours later, I packed it in and set home. It was good fun. +

w(h)ine for breakfast-

Brian was in redemption mode for another tale for another day...
Friday, we tried...i failed, he failed. Saturday, failed and failed.
Sunday morning at 11:00 "Goodbye horses" blarring all up in my sleeping ears
to an unknown number. Pick up the phone, Brian as my wake up call.
He had called with promising plans, but didn't share.
So with that as the theme, I headed to the other side of the island....in the Apocalypse.
Lately, i don't stand a chance with my Aries side- it speaks for me, and keeps making
me doing everything without a second to think. No complaints, it's super fun- others are the real issue.
So i drove and drove and drove and watched buildings turn into barns and front yards turn into acres
got kind of lost because it's natural. About a little over an hour I made it to Brain's.
He get's in and hits me with, "We are going to the winery out here!"
.....it was still technically morning. I haven't been drinking much lately and didn't even eat at all this
morning...but as an Aries i said "I am down for the cause!"
Brian had a friend working there.
At first we were joined by a man and maybe wife...tasting...chatting...looking classy.
They didn't say long. By then we had the place to ourselves.
With a play list of Band of horses and The Shins anndddd Neil Young and others
we drank our reds and whites. Stayed for quite a few hours, it was chill. The we went to Tom and Andy's house. Threw back some beers and I.......beat them in Mario Kart! That is my game, I will run your pockets for sure. Ok Tom was close, he did beat me once and always stoled Second....Brian is better at the music selecting. I think i'll keep him there. I still haven't eaten. Endless hours pass and we are still hanging, watching music videos, fucked up ones...again Brian is good for these. Singing, dancing, good times. It's well over 8 hours of Brian and I doing shit like this. We laughed at how long, it also seems to be our thing when we raley get together...actually every time we hangout its always a wild time from festivles to hangouts. It's cool.
We finally go to eat - The Eblow room. Brian is the worst co-pilot to sit in my passenger seat, but seat belt air guitar he makes up for it. Before I head back to my land, we pull off the road and sit by the Ticonic Bay...Brian is also good for random spots, he acts like he's not, but he is. Grizzlybear and the kills and she & him accompany us. With a little over a 10 hour hang out- I set home. It was a cool day.

Redemption made well. +

. Brian and everyone that's get riddin' in my car find my science goggles .

"SALSA SALSA, YOU IN?!"

Today was one of my days off, so I spent my day out in Port Jeff.
I'm really having a hard time giving into the colder days, I desperately don't want the winter to come.
I've been packing all my last minute 'warm weather activites' in like a mother.
Chandra lives out in the Port Jeff area and has been begging for some adventures and to take me
under the "Salsa Salsa wing." And you don't know?! Salsa Salsa is what i can officially say a bomb ass Mexican food joint! Almost everyday Chandra get's her fix, sometimes even two times a day and then comes to work and boasts about just how good. "Petrone, theres a WALL OF GUAC in the burrito!" Those were the defining moments that made me know, I need to try it. Over the summer Jaime had just recently moved me onto "Ay Caramba" Mexican food down in Long Beach - that was a banging jump off and out beat my Moe's Mexican Grill fix...by the way i'm a chunkina if you haven't caught on by the first 5 sentences of this post. So with Moe's beat, and Ay Caramba in the lead with best burrito, it was now time to check out Salsa Salsa. Chandra has ALWAYS done well by me with her tastes in food, and she's a vegetarian and still knows how to hook her porker friend up! So, I made the call, she without a doubt was down for the cause and with a freshly rolled joint we giggled our once empty tummies down for good eats! On another level of, "fucking supreme" was what I replied after sinking my teeth in...Chandra in her glory. The lady behind the counter requested I try the 'homemade sauce' and fuck, you got me....spices and guacamole and i am there! So amazing. So we ate, sat in the window, people watched and rolled out the door. Stuffed to the max, we walked it off and strolled the town of Port Jeff. I got myself these super fun earrings. It was a good day. :)

. new fun new fun! .

Nature is a language can't you read?

Sunday was my only day off from Halloween hell at my job. What better way to spend the day hiking with my girrrrrrrrl?! Kat and I got egg sandwich's, and green teas from Starbucks and headed to New Jersey Palisades Overlook. It was a perfect day to visit this spot we've been trying to get to for a few months now. My camera died half way through so below are pictures that i took. Kat has the rest. I learned that Kat is afraid of heights and i am the epidemy of an Aries.Kat needs to think of everything and every move before she makes up her mind. Me on the other hand, as an Aries, WE JUST DO IT! Good and bad. I literally climbed over the barricades to take pictures at the end of the cliff that rose soo high that if you were to fall it would be an instant death. I had to talk Kat into joining me right up to the very edge - it was a high for me...Literally. Over time she did. We are rule breaks for the rush, experience and photos. The grounds were pretty decent for the location. The overlooked viewed parts of the Hudson River and Westchester NY.

+ More to come.

(k)new.

. Fairwell snakebites :): & oranage hairs! - hello natural! .

. The day i met Coolio....at work! .

. the smiths .

. crooked foot racecar man at the supermarket

and then i drove into a shopping cart.

. Cottage cheese please<3 .

. brown for the winter! .