We're all human

How about that storm last night folks. I mean, damn. I slept through most of it though reading a book on ghosts and folklore didn't help my mind rest. I kept having these images flashing in my brain. I awoke this morning to a sunshine that had me questioning of the storm had actually occurred. Indeed it did. It caught me off guard since I had watched the weather report just an hour before laying my head down. Both stations didn't see that one coming.

This weekend was odd. I'm proud to say that I've rediscovered that talent I have for having fun all by myself. I truely believe that if you are having a good time just being where you are then others join in too, without even realizing it.

Serenity is recovering well. We went up to Steamtown yesterday. Took a walk around the museum and and then the mall. The kid didn't like the trains. Scared her badly. I was scared my first time up there too. Hopefully some day on a field trip or whatever have you be she will remember our trip there and maybe even find humor in the fear she had that first time there.

Buddy is ill. We're going to the vet today at three thrity. Send good wishes. He's an old man.

Thank you all for your comments on my last entry. They were words that I'd like to tell myself but assumed I was trying too hard to justify what it's all about. Thanks, brought a smile back to my face in the light of love.

Last night I watched a customer poke the eyes of a pirate manikin. It was weird. She was weird. Asked me to go home with her and her boyfriend. Nah, but it's nice just being nominated.

Tonight there is another Amanda looking to go out and live it up. I think I'll join along. Really, really, want to be in the woods but that part gets a little worse with every ride. So if anyone would like to help......it's a "track arm". The whole arm is good except for the bushing that is within the tie rod end on the arm itself. They will not just sell me the tie rod end because it's not "cost effective" for them to do so. (It's Rubicon Express, by the way.) So if there are any fabricators in the audience your assistance would be greatly appreciated.

That being said, I'm still driving the damn thing in the woods but it makes for a tough ride.

I'm wearing sandal's today, giddy up.

This weekend I will load up my camping gear from my parents and move it down to my place. Which means, I'm about ready for a camping weekend. Perhaps next weekend. Happy Easter bunnies. Which reminds me the first day of trout is this Saturday. Rich, please take a peek under your porch for my pole. Thanks.

Last note: Has anyone seen the new commercial for Dunkin Doughnuts? It's all these people doing all this stuff and they're singing "Doing things is what I like to do....YES, doing things is what I like to do....YES! It's so funny and I'm not sure why. I want to know if the song was written as a jingle or if it's really out there in the music world some where. It makes me happy.

you've got to go for the good and get it.

Got my DMB tickets. Yippie, can't wait, but will. The whole month of July is going to be nuts. We got the 4th of course then the concert on the 5th. Then the 100th year anniv. Of the Giant's despair Hill Climb, which also happens to be my 26th birthday. Summertime, summertime, sum, sum, summertime, summerime.

Sill doing what I'm doing. The weather breaks and so does my Jeep. Still drivin' her though. It's going to be a nice night as well. I'm thinkin' of grillin' on the mountain. Or something of the sorts. I want a fire and my guitar but when the time is there I am not.

KGB rocked again, had us on our feet all night. Boogie woggie. Still recovering.

Reading books, cleaning closets and watching the Spring roll in from the plateaus. Life is good yet somber. I've felt more like my silly old self as ever this past week or so. Might be the season, might be that I'm trying not to care so much about being one single person. People (like me) are always trying to make other people feel better about the things that make them unhappy by telling them that they are not along. That there are other people out there in the same situations. Can't seem to tell that to myself. Do I have to be with committed to some one for others to take me seriously. I know my friends know how things go in my world. But acquaintances think I'm flighty. I'm not. I don't jump to decisions when it comes to a significant other. I stand outside and take a look in and when I see it for the long run and doubts outweigh the rest. I boogie. I've spent five years attatched to one and three years miserable with another. Most of you know what that is like. I'm not looking to be swept off my feet, I'm looking to live my life the way I do and be accepted and loved for it. No questions asked. People change to insure that they are what their significant other wants. Shouldn't you be how they want from the get go. Some one please explain to me what settling down really means. Does it mean to sit home every night on the couch next to some one watching fiction on the boob tube talking about what you talked about the night before. What ever happened to adventure. Going out and experiencing new things with people sounds a lot more like living life to me. Don't live vicariously through your television sets. You can look out your home windows at the same scenery any day, why not take a ride and look out the window at some thing your eyes have met yet.

I don't know what's with me today. I hope not to hear grateful days opinion on this either, especially when I know the date and my invitation fell through the cracks no doubt by his own bitterness.

Time to go out into the world.