grace.hughes@comcast.net


Apr. 29, 2006
don’t bug me  -  @ 9:10 am

on the way to sterling IL yesterday, K. (Kern) and i stopped at this great wildlife park place. we walked around a lot and mollie the dog lept and bounded and went generally crazy for all the bunnies which were rampant. it was a lovely, lovely time.

we got back in the car and got into sterling and pulled up to the dairy queen and i felt something in my hair. A TIC! alarming. i was trying to feed mollie her small cup of vanilla ice cream (please do not get the idea that she’s a spoiled dog at all) and pull TICS out of my hair. i found four of them and was thoroughly grossed out and spent the next few hours feeling around in my hair for more of them. i didn’t find any more but THAT DOESN’T MEAN I GOT THEM ALL.

K. assures me that since they’re not deer ticks, they’re not going to give me lime disease, but still, i just don’t want to be walking around with a tic sucking all the blood out of my head.

but then again, would it help with weight loss?

when we arrived in sterling, K’s mom gave me a CARAMEL REESE’S PEANUT BUTTER CUP, which was about nirvana.

we have to drive to chicago now.

ok then,

april grace.


Apr. 28, 2006
friday!  -  @ 12:11 pm

whew. somehow i made it through hours and hours of chair massage at the hospital. i think i massaged approximately a thousand nurses,give or take a few. by the end i was very very tired. i’m glad i’m not doing any more of that till next week.

last night when i got home from massaging i watched a little bit of “sex & the city” and there was this weight watchers ad and i found myself somewhat annoyed by it. mostly it was shots of groups of women hanging out in the park laughing or at a party laughing or taking a walk and laughing laughing laughing. EATING LESS IS NO LAUGHING MATTER. in my eternal and neverending quest to lose just a few pounds, i never find the slightest desire to even snicker as i pass up more food. not that my attempts ever last more than a few hours, a day or two at most.

plus, when there is a group of women talking about weight loss, it generally is bitching and complaining about it, no chortling at all.

and then, too, there’s this whole huge obsession about losing weight that is at the very core of our constitution, but at the same time we are getting fatter and fatter and soon everything will be super-sized. so this idea of going to weight watchers and laughing yourself thin is just ridiculous.

ok, and one more thing - sometimes if i’m writing something of any length,and i’m writing about something humorous, i have a tendency to eat chocolate chips or whatever bit of chocolate i can get my hands on. and it fuels my writing.

so there, i guess we’re all doomed.

oh,and also,besides the weight watchers ads there were also many victoria’s secret ads with the incredibly hot models. did any of them laugh themselves into such great shape? i think not. caffeine, various other drugs and STARVATION, i’m sure that’s how they did it.

i have to go to lunch now. i hope your weekend is FANTASTIC.

ok then,

april grace.


Apr. 26, 2006
ok, p.s.  -  @ 11:41 pm

i just checked my statistics and there have been LOTS of visitors in the last couple of days, i’m not sure exactly why, it may be just one obsessed person, checking checking CHECKIING, wondering WHERE DID GRACE GO?

but anyway like i said, i’m sorry, and i’ll be much more good about writing even though i can’t necessarily think of anything that interesting to say right now.

i’m especially sorry to KATE. sorry, kate.

for a minute there winston was just fine lying on the chair behind me but then he started MEOWING like i’d just sat on him but that couldn’t be because i hadn’t moved, but now he’s decided he’s most happy sprawled out on my lap, but it’s rather inconvenient to type.

i feel that there are many many other things i want to say, but i can’t recall them at this time.

next week we celebrate dad’s birthday. complete with VERY FANCY DECORATED CAKE. by me. i’ll DEFINITELY put up a photos of it, and today i was thinking about how very very bad i am because i said a week or more ago that i was going to post some photos but then of course i didn’t, i didn’t even WRITE ANYTHING for god’s sake.

enough already. i’m really really going to bed now because I NEED MY SLEEP. because i have a VERY VERY LONG DAY ahead of me tomorrow.

ok ok ok,

still april grace except it’s almost may and how did that happen?



NOT REALLY DEAD AFTER ALL...  -  @ 11:28 pm

i really can’t believe it’s been a week. i’m sure that if i had the time to check the statistics of the site, i have about one person still checking to see if i’m EVER GOING TO WRITE AGAIN.

my cat, winston, just crawled up onto the chair behind me and he’s purring like crazy but there’s not really room here for the both of us and i think he’s trying to shove me out. he may just do it. he’s very dedicated to whatever it is he may want to do.

so, where have i been? mostly cleaning and stuff, at amy and jim’s, because they PUT THE HOUSE ON THE MARKET YESTERDAY.

thank god, that’s all i have to say about that. their place is eerily clean now, and there’s NO CLUTTER ANYWHERE. which does not seem normal. mom says it looks like a house you’d see in a magazine ad. it is.

i did take a break and see REUNION at the lincoln museum; it’s the first play they’ve done there and it was really really good. it’s a musical, all about the civil war era, with lots of songs nobody has ever heard of, and a really small cast, only six people. it’s a great place for a show because the seats are really comfortable and there’s plenty of leg room, and they projected stuff on the side walls and it was really, really entertaining. i knew some of the people in it, including ed mcmurdo, who i saw at walgreens last week or maybe the week before and he looked really, really tired, and now i know why. also dennis rendleman is in the show; i was in “evita” with him about a million years ago and he’s very entertaining. and this woman named brittany is in it; she was in “jekyll & hyde,” which was about the best production of anything i’ve seen anywhere. she was quite good in this, but i wish she’d dye her hair blonde again. blondes have more fun, brittany.

i, personally, have had MUCH more fun after finally giving up the red hair. MUCH.

winston was perched on the back of the chair for a while and i marvelled at his nimbleness, but now he’s on the desk, still purring, i guess he’s just happy to be here with me, but i think he thinks it’s time to go to sleep.

“reunion” is this weekend, too, so if you haven’t gotten tickets yet you need to do that ASAP.

i, personally, am going to be in chicago seeing “wicked.” this will be the third time. i’m looking forward to it, or i would look forward to it if i had time to think about it.

this week and next i’m giving many many chair massages to nurses at the hospital, because i think it’s nurses' week. yesterday it was 3:30 p.m. - nine, tomorrow i go until 10, or till my arms snap right off my shoulders, whichever comes first.

today i saw these two guys dressed as Quizno’s cups. Quizno’s is a sandwich place, and the guys were standing on the corner waving at cars as they passed. i was kind of mesmerized by them, and wondered how that would look on their resumes. “cup.” if they wanted to pad the resumes, they might put “large cup. with straw.”

i’m glad i don’t have to be a cup.

i bet it doesn’t pay very well.

and i bet they get no benefits at all.

i don’t have any benefits either, but at least i never have to dress in a great big cup costume.

i think that’s about all for tonight. i PROMISE i’ll never desert you for an ENTIRE WEEK again, my one lone and dedicated reader.

ok ok ok i’m going to bed now because i’m exhausted,

april grace.



Apr. 19, 2006
botafirm! or, susan, how has it come to this?  -  @ 9:31 pm

i’m bored now, as J. and randy continue to snap the chalk lines. the brisket was...well, it was edible. i don’t advise cooking it in the microwave, however. maybe if we’d added more water.

so i was attempting to flip the channels on the TV and getting very frustrated with it, and there was an ad for REVLON’S AGE-DEFYING MAKEUP WITH BOTAFIRM.

botafirm?

botafirm?

what, the hell, is susan sarandon doing hawking something as retarded-sounding as botafirm?

please. she does all the talking, but julianne moore is right there next to her, slathering on the botafirm.

please.

do they really need the money that badly?

don’t make brisket in the microwave.

that’s all for the moment on wednesday night.

ok then,

april grace.






microwaved brisket  -  @ 6:30 pm
J. (Jerome) and i are at randy’s, where J. is helping randy snap chalk lines for the stripes he’s going to paint in his basement. i was sitting outside eating chocolate chip cookies and reading yesterday’s paper, and then i had to flip the brisket.

we brought this brisket to randy’s for dinner and J. was going to cook it in his crock pot, but we were so busy working like SLAVES at amy and jim’s that he forgot. so we looked up online how to microwave brisket and so now, theoretically, it will be delicious.

i have to say, though, that when i went inside and flipped the brisket it looked DISGUSTING. made me think seriously about becoming a vegetarian. this would be a great time to start being a vegetarian, what with the brisket tonight and the sonic burger earlier in the day. red meat TWICE IN ONE DAY, what is the world coming to? or at least, what am I coming to?

no good, clearly. no good.

things are almost done at amy and jim’s. almost done. which is good, because maybe the house will be listed as early as MONDAY. which is coming right up, fyi. and hopefully somebody will buy it right away, and everything will be rosy for them.

because right now things are pretty darn rosy for me, and i want everybody to be happy. how could you NOT be happy with the weather this perfect?

i should seriously, SERIOUSLY think about warmer climes next winter. seriously. because look how seriously more happy i am now that the weather is getting warm. don’t most people feel this way?

i can say that washington park has been like grand central station lately, except for the lack of trains. i went running the past few days there, and when i’ve gone around five or so in the afternoon it has been PACKED with walkers and joggers and many many dogs and way too many cars. people shouldn’t be allowed to have their cars in the park at all, as far as i’m concerned. too many cars/people/dogs. especially because i keep taking various peoples' dogs with me while running, and all the dogs i’ve taken have always wanted to greet all the other dogs and the people and the dogs haven’t been terribly cognizant of the correct behavior when cars pass by; the dogs have a tendency to blithely run in front of the cars. very, very bad.

but aside from the hordes of people, the park is sublime.

i’ll be there tomorrow, a little bit later in the day, and maybe the crowds will have thinned out then.

that is all for now. go outside! breathe in that clean air! enjoy life, because it’s the only one you have.

perhaps i should get a part-time job (because i don’t ever want to think about doing ANYTHING full-time) writing pithy sayings for fortune cookies. or maybe i could write down a bunch of words of deep wisdom and think of a catchy theme to tie them together somehow, maybe with clever photos or something, and i could make them into a book and make my fortune, FINALLY, so i can move to any warm climate i choose.

that’s all for right now because i must get back outside.

ok then,

april grace.


Apr. 18, 2006
p.s. PHOTOS  -  @ 8:44 pm
i haven’t posted any photos here since LA, and so this weekend i’m going to take some. i want to take some photos of my place because it’s (mostly) all fixed up. so that’s my plan for the weekend.

that, and cleaning/working like a slave at amy and jim’s.

yesterday when i was there, i realized that i was mostly there only because they really really wanted and needed C.’s (Clark Kent’s) help. He’s a whiz, a WHIZ at every kind of fixing-up stuff you could possibly imagine, plus more. yesterday he installed a light in the bathroom ceiling, today he was doing cutting and sawing and nailing and stuff, fixing up a back door that looked really really bad. tomorrow is something called “mudding,” which i didn’t know was a verb, and painting and painting...

today, even though C. was doing huge amounts of stuff, i was also forced to work, cleaning, etc etc etc. they’re SLAVE-DRIVERS, amy and jim.

ok ok ok,

busy grace.



whoooshhh....  -  @ 8:41 pm

that’s time, speeding by, and suddenly it’s tuesday night and i’m sitting here on my porch on my (very very rickety) porch swing but i’m going to move to the steps in a minute i think, because i feel like this thing is going to collapse at any moment.

how was your easter? get lots of chocolate bunnies/eggs? i hope so. i only got a very very small amount of chocolates which is a very VERY good thing because if i have them, i’ll eat them. i’ll eat all of them, and probably at one sitting. i ate the very small amount i got at one sitting, for example.

and the ham, did you have ham, as well? jim sullivan told me that they had ham and scalloped potatoes, and he seemed to think that the scalloped potatoes were also a critical part of the whole easter eating experience. i hadn’t heard of that, and maybe it’s just a thing in his particular family.

have i mentioned that i LOVE MY PORCH??? i was hoping to sit out here earlier but one thing led to another, as they have a tendency to do, and suddenly it’s dark, but still very nice outside. i live on a pretty busy street but really it’s not so busy most of the time.

next easter i’d like to be around some little kids so i could take part in an easter-egg hunt. but then again, who needs kids for that? in LA, christine tried to organize kids' games like hide and go seek, but i think it was kind of difficult to get the adults interested. maybe it wasn’t hide and go seek, maybe it was tag, or kick the can. duck duck goose? no, i’m sure it was something that involved people running around out in the street.

christine lived in between hollywood and sunset boulevards, two VERY VERY busy streets, and in the section of town she lived, in the heart of hollywood, there were many homeless people and hookers and other colorful characters. not to mention LOTS AND LOTS OF TRAFFIC.

but her street was this tiny little tree-lined oasis in the midst of all that chaos around her. it was a lovely little cottage, the kind of place i’d love to have. only i’m sure that if she’d wanted to buy the place instead of just renting, it’d have cost EIGHT BAZILLION DOLLARS.

speaking of houses, i spent most of the day helping amy and jim with their cleaning and fixing up of their house which they hope to sell soon. i mostly just cleaned.

nobody in my family has ever been so zealous about cleaning, but i’ve found that if i actually start cleaning something, i just can’t stop. today i cleaned around many doors and i cleaned out the refrigerator. i tried to be outside as much as possible becuase WHAT A GORGEOUS DAY IT WAS.

still is, for that matter.

but now i’m at home and i turned on my tv for a minute because i AM paying for montly cable, and i found myself drawn to the weather channel, and they claim we’re going to have LARGE DAMAGING HAIL tonight. so hopefully that won’t happen. at least there are no more tornadoes in our immediate future.

did you get your taxes in? or were you one of the people who could claim that the tornado caused you to be late, in which case you have till the end of may? amy and jim get to do that, because their tax preparer said they could. it seems a little vague to me; in some places i’ve read you can only claim this if your home was damaaged, or your tax preparer’s business was damaged, but then somebody said you could just write SPRINGFIELD ILLINOIS in red ink on the top of your return and they’d let you slide.

hard to say.

doesn’t matter, because my HUGE CHECKS are in the mail. whew. at least i don’t have to think about that for a while.

more cleaning/painting tomorrow.

that’s about all i know for a lovely LOVELY spring night here in springfield.

ok then,

april grace.


Apr. 14, 2006
one final p.s. for right now anyway...  -  @ 4:48 pm
SUNDAY IS EASTER! so in case you haven’t done it yet you need to rush right out and acquire your EASTER BONNET and your EGGS FOR COLORING and your EASTER CHOCOLATES GALORE.

plus i guess your easter ham. isn’t that the traditional easter dish, ham? what will amy and jim eat, though? they have tofurkey, do they have tofam? haven’t seen any of that.

our family has never been big on the easter thing, except i know i got easter candy as a child. i was going to buy randy a big bag of easter chocolates yesterday but realized that i would just eat them all whenever i go to his house.

because i’m bad.

i don’t even have an easter bonnet.

but i’m just telling you, because there is still time left.

shop shop shop for stuff for every holiday, because that’s the american way.

so today is GOOD FRIDAY, but this is the day they killed jesus, right? so what makes that good? hmm, if erica was here, she’d have an answer for me. she lives a mere five minutes away. or kate, kate would also know. one or both of them will explain it to me soon enough i’m sure. i’m certain that right NOW they’re both very busy with many busy and important GOOD FRIDAY things, all those GOOD FRIDAY traditions, whatever they may be.

ok now really that’s all,

good friday grace.



p.s. flowers  -  @ 4:43 pm

i’m crazy about flowers. i guess i don’t know too many people who DO NOT LIKE flowers, but there are some white tulips with red stripes blooming right here in front of me, and they’re pretty great. a bunch of other flowers are coming up too and i don’t know what they are but i’m sure they’ll be nice. actorss the street are some trees with white flowers, and some with red flowers, and maybe i’ll actually learn what all these flowers and trees are this summer.

my dad knows all the flowers and the trees. mom does too, pretty much. when i was a kid i always assumed that i’d know all the names of flowers and plants and trees, it’s just something you’d wake up one morning and you’d be an adult and you’d know these things.

just like cars - my dad also knows what all cars are, as do many other people, mostly men, but i can only recognize a very limited number of cars, like my own. and volkswagon beetles. easily recognizable vehicles like that.

cars aren’t important.

at least not to me.

i don’t mean to offend you, if you’re one of those kooky car zealots.

ok then.



greetings from my front porch  -  @ 4:39 pm

here i am, typing away, sitting on the porch steps. i’d sit on the porch swing, but the chains are very very rusty and the whole thing will probably collapse pretty soon.

so, it’s suddenly the middle of summer - i think it’s literally about 90 degrees right now. crazy.

the leaves are suddenly all over the trees like crazy and it’s all good.

i made the cake this afternoon, and i’m about to start in on the decorating.

work work work.

i may spend the entire summer here on the porch.

i need a comfy chair to sit in.

but the steps aren’t bad at all at the moment.

things. good.

very good.

ok then,

friday afternoon grace.


Apr. 13, 2006
p.s. bombay dreams  -  @ 10:02 pm

i think i forgot to mention that i saw “bombay dreams” the musical in st. louis last weekend, and it was kind of good. i think it did badly on broadway, and i’m not quite sure why. i’ll have to look at some reviews. the dancing was good. the songs weren’t particularly memorable, but at one point they had these big fountains coming out of the floor and pretty soon everybody was dancing around under the fountains, which was quite impressive.

i really really have to watch tv now, before the show is over.

ok ok ok,

t.g.



MANY MANY IMPORTANT THINGS ON THURSDAY NIGHT.  -  @ 9:59 pm

ok, i lied. i TOTALLY TOTALLY LIED.

i don’t have many many important things to report.

but it is suddenly summer here in spfld illinois. i just had a peanut butter cholate sugar cone from baskin robbins and it was heavenly.

i need to make a birthday cake tonight so that i can decorate it tomorrow night. but i feel that somehow this will not actually happen tonight. because the night is slipping away from me.

in a minute i’m going to watch a re-run of “sex & the city” with randy.

taxes done? it seems that most people got their done years ago. maybe they’re the lucky people who got money BACK. i’m going to mail mine in on monday night at midnight. or maybe it has to be done by 11:59.

randy is fixing up his basement. he has a very lovely home, but he’s been obsessed with fixing up his basement for a very long time. he finally managed to control the flooding, by getting various companies to fix it, at great expense, and now he’s painting and he’s getting carpet. then he will put up his ping pong table, and he will kick my ass in ping pong.

today i kicked his ass in boggle. we played in the middle of the day, because he’s taking the day off to fix up his basement.

T. (thoreau) and i brought arby’s sandwiches to randy for lunch, except we went through the drive through and i never even go to arby’s and i certainly never drive through, but when we got here, they hadn’t actually included my arby’s roast beef sandwich in the sack. so that was too bad. i made up for it by eating a lot of m&m’s.

amy says all men have a desire to have caves, which is why they’re all about the basements. it must be some cro-magnum primal thing. randy is going to have a bar and striped walls. it will be nice, i’m sure.

maybe i’ll get good at ping pong. probably not. the last time randy and i played ping pong, i pretty much spent the whole time chasing the ball all around the basement because of the difficulty i have with hitting a ball of any kind.

perhaps i’ll just sit at the new bar and make myself exotic drinks, watching others play ping pong.

i hope you didn’t write the date of the comedy show i’m going to be in in your calendare in INK, like i did, because now instead of being at the end of may, it’s going to be july 7th and 8th. a LONG way away, but it will be worth it. we’ll be very very well-prepared by then.

i have to watch tv now. and then maybe make a cake.

or not.

maybe the cake-baking will wait till tomorrow. maybe even tomorrow night, because i can’t think of a more festive or exciting way to start the weekend.

ok ok ok,

thursday grace.


Apr. 12, 2006
taxes taxes taxes...  -  @ 9:45 am

last night i did them. at first i was elated because i thought i was getting a few dollars back. but then i checked things over and ZING, instead i have to pay a hefty chunk. oh well, at least i finished them.

now, if my home had been damaged by the tornado, or if i had my taxes done by somebody and their business was damaged, i could have until MAY 28TH to turn in my taxes.

but at least they’re done.

at least they’re done.

and it’s warm and lovely and the skies are blue and the leaves are getting ever more green and all is good. all is good.

i hope your week is going well.

ok then,

fairly mellow wednesday grace.


Apr. 10, 2006
monday already?!!??!!  -  @ 12:01 pm

i don’t know how that happened. time marching on way way way too quickly.

here’s what randy sent me about barry manilow:

just for you info...
barry manilow recently had a #1 album on the pop chart. “songs of the fifties”. also, he has a hit dvd out right now “ive”. the album recently returned to the top 10. because of oprah. just thought you would want to know. you apparently are not the only one that still loves barry....

so there. erica also loves barry manilow. if you see erica, CONGRATULATE HER, because she’s going to be a PhD candidate at St. Louis University. soon we will be calling her Dr. Erica. I’m going to get her a stethescope when she graduates, because i think everybody who gets to be called doctor deserves a stethescope.

more later.

ok then,

monday morning grace.


Apr. 06, 2006
I LOVE BARRY MANILOW!!!!  -  @ 11:47 pm

(kind of fickle, aren’t you today, miss smith?)

ok, i wasn’t going to mention this, but I LOVE BARRY MANILOW.

i think this is something i’ve been supressing for years.

or it’s more likely that i just forgot.

i forget many many things. i shudder to think what i’ll be like when i’m really old, over a hundred years old. but then again, i won’t remember to be worried about it.

when i was very young i LOVED barry manilow. i LOVED him. my aunt sandy and my grandmother lived in las vegas for a while and when i went out there for a visit, we went to see barry manilow at one of the casinos and i was VERY THRILLED and i remember that they gave me two very large bottles of ginger ale or something because there was some kind of drink minimum and they wouldn’t serve me alcohol.

who needs ALCOHOL when you have BARRY MANILOW?

so when i was just in LA and had my orgy feeding frenzy buying spree at Amoeba Music, i saw a Barry Manilow Live! cd, and i bought it. i didn’t listen to it till tonight, and when i started listening i just got SO HAPPY and i started dancing around and i’ve listened to it twice now and I LOVE BARRY MANILOW.

i’m sorry if you’re cringing every time you have to read that, but it’s the truth, and i had to get that off my chest.

i’m sure i’ve written here about me and music. when i was in junior high, i suddenly realized that i had to like a band, any band, i had to start listening to music. as if this would somehow make me less of a total outcast. so one afternoon i listened to “the things we do for love” and “she’s a rich girl” and i liked both of them and decided these were my favorite songs. easy enough.

but i didn’t really listen to much music, and i still don’t listen to so much of it to this day.

the thing is, it’s one of those things i forget. i can just be, in complete silence, for hours at a time, and i don’t even realize that there’s no music playing or no noise at all. i think this is because it can be pretty loud in my head. there’s at least one loud conversation going on up there most of the time.

it’s not that i don’t like music; i really do like it. and as i’ve gotten older, i’ve listened to more kinds of things, and i like most of it. but the problem is that i try to listen, but my mind wanders off and i forget all about the music that is playing and suddenly i realize that it’s once again quiet.

on the outside, anyway.

anyway, barry manilow. i LOVE him. and i’ll probably listen to this cd so much that i get thoroughly sick of it and i won’t listen again for years and years.

today was a very good day because i found my dress. it was crumpled on my closet floor. this made me quite happy.

not to mention the fact that TOMORROW IS FRIDAY and i get to go dancing tomorrow night.

in my dress that is no longer lost.

ok then,

april grace.



I LOVE CRAIG!  -  @ 11:47 am

i just got an e-mail from my friend craig, with a link to turbo tax with this VERY IMPORTANT PIECE OF INFORMATION:

In 2006, April 15 falls on a Saturday; therefore, the Federal tax return filing deadline for Tax Year 2005 is Monday, April 17, 2006. (Residents of the District of Columbia, Maine, Maryland, Massachusetts, New Hampshire, New York, and Vermont may file Federal tax returns as late as Tuesday, April 18, 2006, due to Patriot’s Day.)

FANTASTIC! it would be even better if i lived in DC, maine, maryland, blah blah blah, but this is just GREAT for me! i can do my taxes ON april 15th and i’ll have the whole day and now i don’t have to worry about them at all.

thanks, craig.

that is all for the moment.

ok then,

april grace.




Apr. 05, 2006
a quiet wednesday night...  -  @ 11:10 pm

why are there not enough hours in the day? i put away more stuff in the apartment. do you think that by the time i move out, i’ll have put all the stuff away? hard to say.

christine left me a phone message this morning - for some reason my last posting was up there twice, don’t know how it got copied, but she deleted one for me. she APOLOGIZED in her message for doing it and not telling me, which i find quite funny. so she’s taking care of me and APOLOGIZING for it. very funny.

the black pants i left at jerri’s are actually black sweats. i think i have three pairs of black sweats, and those are the nicest ones. except they’re kind of short. but they’re very very soft and they look kind of good, except for the too-shortness. plus while i was at their loft, they were covered in brooklyn’s white dog hair. which gave them extra texture.

there were gobs of things i wanted to accomplish today, and maybe i got some of them done, i don’t know, i’m too tired to remember. all i know for sure is that there were a bunch of things that i didn’t get to, and the weekend is quickly approaching and that looks kind of busy also and WHEN AM I GOING TO GET MY TAXES DONE?

first i have to start on them.

APRIL FIFTEENTH. COMING RIGHT UP.

in LA i went to one of my favorite stores, it’s called Shiva and it’s in Santa Monica, on the 3rd street promenade, and it’s one of the few independent stores left there. they have all kinds of groovy stuff, including jewelry, stuff to put on your table, lots of incense, lots of indian gods and stuff, tarot cards, clothing, jewelry, things to hang from the ceiling - it’s sort of like a really really classy penny lane, without the drug paraphanalia and the porn stuff. maybe it’s not really like penny lane at all.

anyway, i bought the HUGEST BOX of nag champa incense EVER. it’s huge, and it was really cheap because of buying it in bulk. i have enough nag champa to last me the REST OF MY LIFE, and half of it belongs to K. (kurt) but i still have tons of it. the thing is, i’m burning some now and it’s starting to get on my nerves.

not to mention all the great cd’s i bought at amoeba music - i haven’t listened to many of them, and i got tired of the ones i started to listen to. perhaps i don’t need to buy things anymore.

GET RID OF THINGS. that is a much much better idea.

i’m going to a dance on friday night and i was going to wear this cute black dress i have, but i CANNOT FIND IT.

i lose things all the time, true, but i don’t usually lose dresses.

oh well.

wednesday grace.


Apr. 04, 2006
TWICE?!!??!!!  -  @ 11:09 pm

jerri sent me an e-mail and said that i have the same post up TWICE here. i haven’t found the second one yet. maybe the other copy of whatever post is reserved exclusively for people who live in cool fancy loft apartments in downtown los angeles across from the staples center.

i’ve been printing out tons and tons of photos from the trip. who will i show them all to? i do not know. perhaps i’ll just look at them myself and admire them.

jerri also informed me that i left a pair of black pants at their place. this is deeply troubling to me, because i don’t have a lot of pants. i have LOTS AND LOTS of tops and blouses and stuff like that, but a very very limited pants supply. but i can’t figure out which one they might be.

troubling. perhaps she will send them to me.

tonight we had a meeting of this comedy thing i’m doing. we’re going to do a bunch of short little plays, maybe they’re not even called plays, technically, because they’re so short. i get to be in one that is very very funny. i can’t tell you what it is about because you’ll have to come see for yourself.

i can tell you that i believe, to the best of my knowledge, that we’re going to have two performances at the hoogland center for the arts, on may 26th and 27th, if that’s friday and saturday nights, i can’t remember if those are the actual dates and i don’t feel like getting up and looking at a calendar, even though there are two of them in very very close proximity.

very very lazy.

anyway, it’s going to be a really funny show and so you need to CIRCLE IT ON YOUR CALENDAR RIGHT NOW.

unless you’re lazy like me and don’t feel like actually looking at your calendar at this time. in which case you could just scrawl it down on a random piece of paper or even a napkin right now, and write it on your calendar later.

big big show. gonna be very very funny. you’ll laugh. a lot.

it’s going to be called DANGER: ADULT CONTENT, in case you want to start looking for the write-ups in the paper and the articles on the internet and the tv coverage and the flyers/posters/stuff like that.

that’s all for right now. i hope your week continues.

ok then,

april grace.




monday night back in springfield, land of tornadoes...  -  @ 12:36 am

last night there was yet another tornado warning...followed by YET ANOTHER TORNADO.

geez, is springfield going to become tornado alley all of a sudden? will the tornado chasers all flock to spfld, knowing that this is the place to be, tornado-wise?

another tornado, and yet i have yet to see one. yet.

yesterday afternoon we went to see my friend erica in an easter play at her church, westside christian. i believe this is the first religious play i’ve ever been to. it was quite impressive - good acting, great sets, everything seemed to go really smoothly. the people who moved the sets around did it efficiently, quietly and quickly. the music in between scenes was well done.

and erica told me that a couple of guys in the play actually wrote the thing. these westside christians, they’re very very well-organized.

so, not ever being a church-goer, i was a little fuzzy on the whole Jesus story, kind of unclear about who these different people were. erica played Hanna, who was crippled until Jesus healed her. did i mention that erica was GREAT? i mean, she made me believe that she actually had a limp and then she was healed, plus she just seemed so very holy and angelic that i felt bad about all the large amount of swearing i always do around her.

mom and randy also liked the play, although they were also a little vague about the whole jesus story. luckily S. (Saumuel) knew a lot of stuff, including the fact that Jesus had brothers and sisters. maybe just one sister. i can’t remember. he knew many other illuminating facts about the whole thing, but i can' recall any of them right now.

at the beginning of the play, Jesus and his brother James were just kids, and that made me think about how tough that must have been for poor James. i mean, how do you compete for your parents' affection with JESUS? the actor playing the grown-up James seemed kind of angry, and i felt that he’d have been less surly if he’d had some counseling. but on the other hand, Jesus came and talked to james AFTER HE DIED, and you’d think that kind of thing would have made James settle down a little and not be so hot-headed.

after all this religious drama, the minister came out on the stage and said that VERY BAD WEATHER WAS APPROACHING, in about an hour.

so we left and it did look like it was going to rain and so S. and i took a little walk before the storm hit. but we’d only been walking about five or ten minutes when the storm clouds were looking awfully close by, and then we turned around and went back to his house...

and then the tornado warnings started coming and there were phone calls to our loved ones and mom said TAKE COVER but instead we went out on the porch and watched the green sky and the wind whipping through the trees. i mean, the wind was really moving and since it wasn’t dark yet we could see it all.

i have to say it was more scary this time, because we actually had a tornado. we were better prepared, with a battery-powered radio and flashlights and stuff. i think everybody in spfld was better-prepared, from what i’ve heard.

so jim leach who was reporting non-stop from wmay said that a tornado touched down at WABASH AND KOKE MILL, which is ridiculously close to where the other one touched down on march 12th. but this one was a bunch of tornadoes all grouped together, so according to some weather expert guy, they kept each other in check, as opposed to the SUPER CELL TORNADO we had previously.

this band of tornadoes whipped through town and didn’t do a lot of damage, exept a little power outage, a few trees down, not such major stuff as before. but other towns like taylorville and champaign got hit pretty hard, they tell me.

is this going to be a month occurrence now? every few weeks, maybe?

it’s just the BEGINNING of the tornado season, mind you.

things are quite exciting back here in spfld, as you can see.

i really have to start on my taxes tomorrow. that’s the only dark spot on my own personal horizon.

plus the fact that i’ve stayed up way way way too late tonight.

i stop writing now.

i hope your week is sunny and warm.

ok then,

monday grace.

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