“millionaires”

this afternoon i was singing to james. millionaires while waiting for the bus. i have fond memories connected to the album as it was my last year of school when i listened to it-almost non-stop when i went out. a friend of mine owned a dance club & it was always on @ the front bar. i never bought the album because i heard often enough that almost a decade later i remember the lyrics to 90% of the album. i had a thought from this past weekend of shopping that i am Huge fan of small businesses. i am talking about the place where someone knows your name & it’s not a bar.

seattle has become overrun by the greenMermaid & other larger stores that take away from the community that is this city. long ago when i was at college i ate @ subway till a friend of mine pulled me aside & told me how large they actually where. now, i would rather go to the small deli that only has one location on the block. i tend to frequent the smaller stores. i like going into a cafe & knowing that i am going to know who is pouring the milk for my coffee. last summer when i was in a hard place a small eatery that had just opened fed me for a few weeks-they never asked me for anything but i never left hungry.

society has become overrun with convenience, one of the reasons the Mermaid has been so successful; it’s on every street corner-like ATMs. i enjoy traveling for the smaller places, taking the bus to get there & getting greeted by a smile is always great! it’s someone asking how you really are& it’s the small talk. i don’t go for the artwalk anymore i go to say hi to my friends who live/work in the neighborhood. i can’t convince you that going to a small neighborhood place is worth it-it’s something that has to discovered & adored like your favorite pet greeting you when you come home, because when you enjoy small places like i do. i always have a place to go& someone that remembers my name & that is the whole reason Why.

springSnow

i had to write about the snowfall in the pnw; it’s the Only thing the media is focusing & it’s of course falling in the passes & usual places. i am sitting across from the green monster watching people’s squeemish expressions as they walk by. pretty Funny. what could an entry without vanillagirls calling me a *freak* because they bumped the entire counter i am using. one has a enough makeup to be on Tv & they both have Tiny purses. Yuck. makes me Glad i am freak with a big comfortable cardigan on.

till next time, drink local joe.

lockedOut

i am sitting on my new laptop that conveniently came with office 07; something i was thrilled with till my trial period expired. i am locked out of my own laptop. being a writer makes this really frustrating as i have recently begun submitting my work. now i can’t even cut/paste as all functions within the program are Locked. i will have to go back to pen & paper till next week when i will have the code to the software. i can compare being locked out on my laptop to being dressed for a formal event when it’s casual & you look like an idiot.

what is even worse is that i have my writing within view & not being able to use the program. it’s gives another term for how microsoft operates machines & how the manipulate & control the market. my laptop is locked, meaning all the programs related to 07 are inaccessible. if it wasn’t for the few friends i have with good connections i would have to revert back to XP’s operating system. i really enjoy the new functionality of 07 & the one day i had gathered enough muster to submit my work i was locked. submitting work is stressful enough but to be Locked out on a day i finally decided to bite the bullet & do it sucks.

the code should be coming soon, till then i will have to hold my breath & plot my poems in my head & on paper.

support the local guy, drink local Joe.