Monday, March 15, 2010
How to be in a million places at once...
How to be in a million places at once...well the answer is to keep on going. Don't blink, don't pause, don't hesitate, just do. Easier said then done when the world is basically fighting you the whole night through.
My last post was entitled "The Four Horsemen of the Apolcaplyse came and they didn't bring flowers" and that is the only way I could describe the aftermath of Saturday. Seriously, when I was driving home on Sunday morning there was debris everywhere in the road, road blocks, the fire-house sirens going off every other hour, cops everywhere, darkened houses, tow trucks, people rushing to the super markets; it looked like a twister had gone through the Rockland County. This sounds weird saying it but I guess I have inspiration now for my zombie novel. Forget about the snow, endless rain is worse. It's going to be pretty easy to write about world after a zombie raid because I've seen an aftermath in the twilight of morning...
Somehow til the morning I didn't grasp how serious the weather problem actually was. I was everywhere on Saturday. You know the movies where is actually only a day but a MILLION things happen, where your left with your head spinning half way around? Well those movies would be the PG version of my weekend.
The lunch with Drummer Boy will be another post because he has completely confused the hell out of me to the point where I'm just dumbfounded. But other than that, I went to see a concert of a friend drenched cuz I ran arcound Nyack, NY in all the rain and saw the fire-trucks wizz by me with a fury. Then went home to dry off...then went to see another concert at another bar but it was cancelled. Saw the Mess at a party, who just happened to be at that SAME bar ironically....yeah that's another post. (I don't know how worlds collide so badly sometimes).
Then I went to help bail out the lead singer's basement of the first concert I saw. It was a disaster. There was soo much water everywhere and it kept coming in. Then he kicked us all out and I wound up spending time with the drummer of the band, a friend that I never really got enough quality alone time with. Oh did I mention he's another drummer?? I DON'T know how I keep meeting drummers???
BUT somehow in the madness I wound up with a very cute & long kiss goodnight from him. He put his hand on the side of my face and turned my face to his. I felt like the world just fell away. None of the drama of the day had happened, none of the upset mattered, (Not even the lingering hands of the Mess on my hip, don't worry I'll write about that), the sirens outside were silent to my ears, and all I thought about was this new guy's cologne and sweet kiss. I opened my eyes and he smiled at me. It was a moment to come up for air from the insanity.
Roll credits...lol. I have some interesting posts that I need to write this week because I don't understand any of it. Maybe you guys can help me sort out the non-sense. The pictures are mostly from the movie, "Garden State". Love that movie. It's still raining...I'm so incredibly tired...I'll be back tomorrow. I can't get that goodnight kiss out of my mind...*Dreaming*