Shakin' My Groove Thang!

Post work on Friday, I had my hair dyed. I always feel like a different person after getting my hair colored. So happy to have bright hair again. Visited briefly with the Mad Monk, Orlando (the lovebird) and Elam (the cat) who had a run-in with a dog (unknown) and needed 20 stitches on his back paw and is sporting one of those annoying head cones, so he doesn't rip the stitches out, poor Kitty. Home again and attempted to do some art, but my muse has vacated the building.

Up early Saturday to get in a wog. Whoooohoo!!! I'm up to a minute and a quarter of jogging alternating with one minute of walking. Its getting boring again, so I only lasted 35 minutes and then hopped on the elliptical machine to finish my hour.

Drove to a not-so-local scrapbook store in search of supplies for this project created by Celine Navarro, who is one stupendous scrap artist. Still need some stuff, but I'm gonna be patient. I've spent way too much $$$ on scrapbook supplies lately, I think I need to freeze the credit card!!!

A quick trip to my favorite boutique, Target, netted me a cute black top for my highly anticipated trip to the city. My friend Homer* planned this hoppin' evening complete with French cuisine at Café Claude who's approach was in a dark alleyway.


That was only a little bit weird. The fud was exquis: Claude Mojito (I know, that's not very French), Maison salade, Escargot en Croute (YES, SNAILS), Porc au Miel, and zee pièce de résistance...Moelleux au Chocolat! Tres délectable!
We then navigated the Streets of San Francisco (well, the JoJo, or BooBoo, or whatever that GPS thingy is called, did) and arrived at our destination...the DNA Lounge (which is smaller than I remember, its been like 10 years since I was there last!) for this:

and the mini Bootie MashUp Lounge. For those of you who will be indoctrinated into the mashup genre upon reading my post, a mashup in its purest form, consists of the combination of the music from one song with the a cappella from another. Ideally, the music and vocals belong to completely different styles/genres generally considered to be incompatible, yet skillfully and artfully combined into a pleasurably euphonic hybrid. (Thank you Wikipedia!) For example: B-52's + MY LIFE WITH THE THRILL KILL KULT = Love Shack On Wheelz or KELLY CLARKSON + THE BREEDERS = Behind These Cannonball Eyes or GWEN STEFANI + FRONT 242 = HollabackHeadHunter. Wait, you can listen to an example here.

Oh, there was also a band called A Kiss Could be Deadly. Unfortunately, I missed most of the band's set, but I did get one of their cool skully t-shirts, and a button and a CD, all for ten bucks!

We danced and danced. In actuality, for about an hour, but Homer & I are old and had bedtime to consider, ahahahaha!!! OMG!!! I had so much fun!!!

Homer makes me laugh. I like it!!! : .)


*Not his real name : .)