Ice Cream, Anyone?

WTF?

Sometimes life just gets to be too much. Today, a friend of mine asked me what's wrong, cause I've seemed distant and a bit out of it lately. And you know, I have been.

I've just kinda been letting life happen around me. Not really taking hold of it. Just letting things fall into place, including myself.

Now, I'm not saying that that's a horrible thing. I just hate the feeling when all the spinning stops, and you're dizzy as hell, and you're not really sure what just happened.

I think I just need to sit and take a look at everything. Do a little rearranging.

Making a difference!

So, I'm suddenly getting involved! I auditioned for my brother's play, and got cast. So, I'm back on the acting scene. That's not really making a difference, but it's a cool little addition to all the things that I am doing. More on that later!

So, at work, we have a team for Relay for Life - for the American Cancer Society. We're the Java Junkies, and I'm not quite sure what's going on, but I've signed up online, so you can go to my page and donate. Every little bit helps!

Casey's Relay for Life Page

Also, Joshua, a guy that I work with, asked me if I was interested in being a volunteer/counselor for an MDA camp. So, I'm filling out my interest sheet and we'll see how that goes.

It's nice to feel like you are making a difference!

GRRR!

HEY! If you are reading this blog, why don't you comment?

It makes me make the mean face!

GRRR!

Now go comment!

Change and Flow

Pocahontas once said ...

What I love most about rivers is:
You can't step in the same river twice
The water's always changing,
Always flowing.

It's something to think about. We always want to change things, or we look at situations and think that if things were different, then they'd work. But, the river is always changing. It's never the same. You can't walk back into that same river twice. It's always new ... different.

And just like water, the river of change wears things down. Somethings just float away with the current.

But change is refreshing, like fresh spring water on your face. It can quench a thirst. It brings new life to growing things.

Change and Flow.

MY HOUSTON VA-GAY-TION!

Well, I must say that I had a WONDERFUL weekend! I drove on down to Houston Friday afternoon to go stay with my friend Dustin for the weekend. I've known Dustin for a few years, but here's the funny part. We've barely hung out. We met while he was in Louisiana doing work stuff, and we just kept in touch over the years. It was really nice actually spending some time with him. He's a great guy, and totally fun! THANKS DUSTIN!

Oh, and I remembered my camera! So this post has LOTS OF PICTURES!!!!

Ok, so, to our weekend. Well, Friday night we went to see the Scissor Sisters. I really didn't know who they were, but Dustin was totally gung-ho about going. Well, I recognized a song or two, but overall, I totally enjoyed the concert. They are very Bee-Gee/Abba - esque. Totally fun. I might have to buy a CD or something. Oh, and the lead singer is super cute - and super gay! He was a blast to watch!

Well, after the concert, we went out to Guava Lamp, a cute little gay bar in Houston. We have a few cocktails, I got harrased my some guy would said I would be thin when I was older and that I was evil. Oh well, I made him tip $5 on a $5.50 bar tab! EAT THAT!

Well, Saturday was St. Patty's Day, so I was on the hunt for green beer! Well, I found it! We also found some really funny older ladies. They were wasted, but totally having a good time! GO IRISH!

Well, that night we went out again. We went to JR's, then headed to South Beach later in the night. Now, I have gotten RAVE reviews about South Beach from my friend Chris. Well, we has right. It was a pretty awesome club, and I can totally see now why he loves it so much. It was your typical "QAF" -esque bar. Here's a few pics of Dustin and I before the bar ...

Oh, and check out the cute shirt that I borrowed from Dustin for the night. HE wouldn't let me borrow it for "an undertermined amount of time." Damn him!

Well, Sunday was a pretty laid back day. We went to the movies and saw the new Sandra Bullock movie. I liked it, but Dustin said it was too predictable. Maybe that was because the crazy little Mexican girls behind us talked thru the whole movie and basically gave a play by play of what was going on. Silly girls!

Besides that, I got to get my fix of some of my favorite food places - Pappa's Burgers, Chipotle, and Jamba Juice! YUM YUM YUM!

Well, he had a flight early this morning, so I hopped back in the car and drove on home this morning! But, it was nice to get away for a little bit. And now that Dustin has said I am welcome anytime, I think another va-gay-tion might be in order!

ROAD TRIP!!!

Hey boys and girls! That's right, I'm taking a weeekend va-gay-tion to Houston! I'm going visit my friend Dustin who I've know for about 3 or 4 years now. Scary huh?

Anyway, he's now living in Houston, and since he is so close, and Starbucks gave me Sat-Mon off (stupid them), I'm taking a little break from Lafayette and driving on over.

Well, Dustin is super cool and got us tickets to the Scissor Sisters. Now, I'll admit, at first, I had no idea who they were. So I looked them up.

How fagulous is that? I do know that one song .. that "I don't feel like dancing" song. Well, they look like tons of fun, so I think that Dustin and I will have a blast! It's also St. Patty's Day this weekend, so I see plenty of green beer in the future!

Oh, and check this out ...

If they are anything like the Doodlebops, I'll be so happy! ;)

Have a good weekend everyone! I'll see you all later ... and I'll try to remember to take pictures!

Coffee Break!

Dude, Starbucks is giving free coffee! Go get some. And now, for another coffee break!

Twisted Sister.

So I just checked out my brother's blog - not the play one, but the other one - and there was a lovely little entry about me. Funny, cause I had been thinking of doing the same.

That's one of the strange things about Cody and I. We don't really LOOK like brothers. I mean, we do have the same eyes and all, but you wouldn't guess that we were brothers from first glance. But we are so alike, personality-wise.

I've noticed this even more since I've been home, and I've been working with him with the speech kids, and on the Secret Garden, and just talking. Our brains work very similarly. Which is awesome. I feel that I can bring to him a situation, and he can see it through my eyes, but also see it from a different point of view. It's kinda like having a twin. Which is funny, cause we are born on the same day - just 4 years apart.

So, here is to Cody...

Foreign Language...

The English language is crazy. You remember being in school, and there were always rules ... then there were the exceptions to the rules. It just never made sense and drove us all crazy in grade school.

Well, it still does. Day after day, we "say things that we don't mean" or something was "taken the wrong way" or we "just don't understand." Well, do you blame us? The language that we speak is full of loopholes and round-abouts. It's a wonder we aren't still growling at each other.

For example, I've been thinking of the word "missing."

• Missing -adj. - lost, like the missing link, or a missing sock.
• Missing - verb - wanting something that is gone. Like a lost love, or a relative that lives far away, or a friend that you haven't heard from in a while.
• Missing - verb - off target. Not hitting your mark. Like, missing the train, or missing the point.

It just makes you wonder how many of us are going around, taking things the worng way, or completely changing the intentions of others in our heads.

And while we are on the subject of the misunderstood, I don't want all of you in BlogLand to think that I am dwelling over that which I may be "missing" - in all forms of the word. It's just a simple observation I made today when I should have been paying more attention to my driving. It's what happens when the CD player in your car doesn't work and there is nothing good on the radio.

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Wheelin' and Dealin'

Many moons ago, I bought a Saturn. I was living in Florida, and I needed a car, so I went out and bought me one. Well, I loved my little Saturn and it treated me well.

Well, I went on tour, and Saturn just kinda sat there. So when my brother ended up needing a car, I let him take over the payements and have it. Then I came back from tour and it was mine again, then I went back on tour and he took it back.

Which brings up to now. I've been off of tour since October and I have not gotten saturn back. I mean, I've been driving my mom's car and all, but I'd love Saturn back.

Well, I've recently found out that Saturn only has $750 left on the loan for it! So, I'm thinking ... NEW CAR!!! I'll totally trade in Saturn and get something new! I have about $2000 in my savings, and add that to a trade in for Saturn and I'm all set! I want a cute little SUV like this thing. Wouldn't I be so cute behind the wheel?

So, if anyone wants to make donations to the Casey New Car fund, just let me know and we'll arrange something. Hey, maybe I'll take you for a spin!

Blank pages...

So, my brother is a writer. Wanna check out some of his stuff - go to Cody's Life/Play!

Anyway, there is a lesson to learn from him. A blank page is only the beginning. Where as some people get to the end of a book, and see the end once there are no more words. And some people look at a blank page, and see nothing.

He sees just the opposite. A blank page is the start, where you can create new stories. It's only the end because no one has written anything else.

There are many times where life feels like a blank page. Sometimes it feels like someone has gone and erased it all. Sometimes YOU erase it all because you don't want to remember the story. Sometimes the plot just takes a weird turn, and you just have to rewrite the ending. Sometimes stories just need editing.

Here's you you Cody, and taking the fear out of putting pen to paper.

WTF?

Ok, check this shit out! So, this woman used her BABY as a weapon in a domestic dispute with her man! SHE THREW THE BABY AT HIM! The baby suffered a fractured skull, but is ok.

What the hell was this woman thinking?

Here's a video about it all...

http://www.yikers.com/video_idiot_woman_uses_baby_as_a_weapon.html

And now ... something funny.

You bettah laugh, YA HERD!!!!

Confusion...

So, life's taken a turn. And usually people say a turn for the worse, but ... I'm really not sure what direction I'm going in.

It's kinda like this overpass. You know where you are supposed to go. But you look at this, and you can't figure out which road will take you there. You can see your destination there in the distance, and you can see all the other cars headed that way, but you can't for the life of you figure out how they got there. And you know that even if you take the wrong exit, you can eventually find your way back. But who wants to spend their time driving in the wrong direction.

I just don't know where to go. There's no Mapquest for life. Even so, Mapquest gives bad directions sometimes.

I just feel like a horrible driver. With a horrible sense of direction.

Anyone want to take the wheel?

And for my next song ...

I know I'm not the only one here. When ya get all emotional, you can usually pick out a song that matches what you are feeling perfectly. It's like they were thinking about you, at this moment, when they were writing that song. Well, here's mine ... for what I'm feeling now.

There's a fine, fine line between a lover and a friend
There's a fine, fine line between reality and pretend
And you never know 'til you reach the top if it was worth the uphill climb.
There's a fine, fine line between love
And a waste of time.

There's a fine, fine line between a fairy tale and a lie
And there's a fine, fine line between "You're wonderful" and "Goodbye."
I guess if someone doesn't love you back it isn't such a crime
But there's a fine, fine line between love
And a waste of your time.

And I don't have the time to waste on you anymore.
I don't think that you even know what you're looking for.
For my own sanity, I've got to close the door
And walk away...Oh...

There's a fine, fine line between together and not
And there's a fine, fine line between what you wanted and what you got.
You gotta go after the things you want while you're still in your prime...
There's a fine, fine line between love
And a waste of time.

Now, before some people get offended by the lyrics of this song ... I didn't write this. And I wouldn't choose these exact words. And ... for those of you familiar with Avenue Q, things work out in the end.

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My cycle is starting!

And I'm not talking menstruation! It's ANTM!!!! It's starts tonight! Thank the Lord for TiVO!

Here are some pics to hold you over!

Juggling...

So, there's just a whole lot going on at the moment. Some things in my life are going one way, some are going the other. Some are turning around, some are popping there heads back into my life, some are completely forgotten about, some just aren't what they used to be.

It's like juggling. Everything is up in the air at one time, and jsut when you get a grip on something, it's back up in the air.

But it's not such a bad thing. Things always come back down, and fall right back into your hands.

It's OFFICIAL!!!

So, yah! I'm an official Starbucks barista! I had my certification today, and I'm all certified and junk. Now I can officially be a bitch about coffee! YAH!

Come see me at work! I'll whip ya up a latte!

In a flash...

"Like a month to a flame, burned by the fire." Hmm, Janet really knew what she was talking about.

And it's over faster than it even started. How's that for "moving too fast"? I know - I KNOW - this is not my fault. He said it himself - I'm the best boyfriend. Maybe he thinks he deserves better than the best? Or maybe he knows that he is not worth the best?

I didn't do anything to cause this. I tried to fix all of the mistakes that I made before. Instead of being scared to get burned, he was scared all together. I mean, the light was nice, it made the darkness brighter. But the heat made him sweat. He thought he'd just go up in smoke.

I'm not afraid of fire. I like running my fingers over a flame, feeling the heat, noticing the way that everything looks like water through it. Isn't that ironic?

So, here's to playing with fire.

What my evening felt like...

I'm not a huge fan of the unexpected. It's like a slap in the face.

Minds and Moods.

Startling fact : I'm not a mind reader!

Ok, let me start this way. I get into bad moods. Everyone does! And I know that I am not the most pleasant person when I am in a bad mood. And I hate KNOWING that I am in a bad mood, cause it just makes it even worse.

But I also hate OTHER people in bad moods. And it's because I am not a mind reader. I automatically think that the bad mood is my fault. That I have somehow caused this bad mood. This usually causes me to ask what is wrong - a question that I HATE getting asked when I am in a bad mood. Then that person's mood gets even worse, and a vicious circle forms.

I just hate seeing people in a bad mood. I feel that I am one of those people who USUALLY puts people in a good mood, the kinda person that you are glad to have around.

So, I don't know what to do to fix this dilema. Someone contact that crystal ball.

A tasty treat for ya!

I've SO lost my appetite!

The unfairness of stupidity.

So, being the superly awesome boyfriend that I am, I drove my happy ass over to Baton Rouge last night to see Jonathan. I'd been gone all weekend, so I figured it would be nice to see him, and give him all the presents that I bought him when I was in Boston - a trip I still have to blog about!

Well, I met him at work, and followed him home. Well, Baton Rouge is notorious for traffic. It's everywhere - all the time. Well, we were wating at a light, and it was just rediculous, so he calls.

"I know this is totally wrong, and against everything I say, but follow me."

And we go to cut through a parking lot. No harm. Other people are doing it.

Well, we turn the corner to see cops. Oh yah, we got busted. And not just one cop, like 3 or 4.

So, we get tickets ($132.25 tickets, mind you!) and Jonathan tries to stick up for me telling the cop that I was following him, blah blah blah.

MY thought ... Why don't one of you asshole cops go DIRECT TRAFFIC at the light so people don't CUT THROUGH THE PARKING LOT! Stupid!

So, yah. Just wait at the light. :)

Thoughts on this weekend...

Here's my thoughts about this past weekend...

English poet Thomas Gray once said, "Ignorance is bliss." Well, I know a hell of a lot of blissful people!

That's about it. More details about the Boston trip later!

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Direction...

I'm in Boston on a trip with the school I teach at. The kids are participating in a national drama and debate tournament, and I've come along to help coach and chaperon the kids.

Well, it's the first time that I have traveled since I left tour. Feelings from the past came rushing back as I packed my suitcase and got on a plane. Walking into the hotel last night - it still felt like home. I was so comfortable.

Which is odd to me. I've been off of tour for months now. I'd gotten used to "real" life. I have 2 jobs, a boyfriend ... normalcy.

Well, today we went out. We traveled in groups. I fucking hate groups. I feel that a group of more than 4 people is too much. Well, of course - as is with large groups - no one could decide on what to do, people go cranky cause we weren't doing what THEY wanted to do, and I got pissed off.

And I got a phone call. Rebecca - one of the performance directors from Sesame Street - called to offer me a short term position. I said no. I have a boyfriend who I don't want to leave. I have jobs that I can't just walk away from. I have a life.

But I do look back at those years on the road and remember the fun that I had. When days were spent at the mall and sight-seeing, and nights were spent with a drink in my hand. I miss it - I do.

But I found this online today ...

Looking at the future means you want something. Looking at the past is needing something.

I want what I have now. I want to see where it's going.

Check it out!

Ok, so my brother is a playwright. And right now, he's kinda big shit. He just had one of his plays read in NYC, and now there are plans for it to get produced there. He has also been invited to do one of his plays at the San Francisco Fringe Festival. Yah ... he's big shit!

So, he's started a new play. But you can watch it grow daily. It's called Life/Play, and the idea comes from a woman who wrote a short play a day, and it made it big, so Cody can, too. It's awesome, and he's sending to the NYC Fringe Festival to see how it does there.

Go check it out at http://lifeplay365.blogspot.com

Happy Valentine's Day!