FORGIVE ME IF I'M A LITTLE GIDDY...
So I'm at this really cool Hollywood music venue. The promoter is at the door and says "Do you know K? She's inside and she's by herself."

Now, I don't really know her, but we have sort of seen each other at different places. She's a really sweet actress/model, and I"m thinking, "Cool, I'll keep her company." I've always thought she was unbeliveably pretty, also. So that's a plus. She was wearing an olive t-shirt with a hot-rod design on it, jeans, cowboy boots, studded belt. Wow.

But we seem to have hit it off. We hung out all night together. I cracked a few corny jokes. She bought a drink and we shared it. Wow.

So at the end of the night I walk her to her car and I ask for her phone number. Wait, let me repeat that...I ASKED HER FOR HER PHONE NUMBER. For those of you who know me, you all know what a fearful chore that is for me. But I asked her. We had such a good time, so why not, right? But I told her "Only if it's appropriate." You know, to give her an easy way out if she had to.

But she gave it to me. She gave me her number. And now I am smitten. And if she has a boyfriend, I'm going to jump of a fucking bridge.

Wow.

THIS MUSIC ROCKS MY WORLD
So I'm at a popular independent CD store in Los Angeles, buying the soundtrack to the broadway show "Dreamgirls" (SHUT UP! IT'S FOR RESEARCH! I DON'T REALLY CARE FOR MUSICALS! SHUT UP!). So I'm in line, and there's punk rock music on the in-house speakers, and I think "I should get that X album."

Yes, X. The legendary L.A. punk band from the 80's, X.

I wanted to get one because 1) I always wanted an X album, and 2) I didn't want to look like a girl buying an album of showtunes.

So I'm looking around, but they don't have the album I want, so I have to fall back in line with my Broadway musical and feel like a wuss. I go to another independent CD store (this time a small California chain named after a single cell creature), and I find it. X's "See How We Are."

I drive home, giddy as a schoolgirl (because of the X album, not the "Dreamgirls" album, so SHUT UP). I pop in the X CD and listen to the whole thing from beginning to end, reading all the liner notes, even listening to the bonus tracks.

X ROCKS THE FREE WORLD AND EVEN SOME DICTATORSHIPS. Their sound is a combination of punk, rockabilly, and American folk music. How did they do it? For a hard rocking band, their lyrics are so poetic and socially conscious. They express not just anger, but despair and longing. John Doe and Exene Cervenka's vocals are too much. They are angry, heartbroken, full of the stuff of life.

Before them, I could not imagine that punk rock could sound so achingly pretty.

Women wearing ties. Yes. Women wearing a collared shirt and a tie. Women wearing a suit and tie. Oh, yes.

Pon Farr.

It's BAAACK!

The pon farr is back. And it's driving me crazy. And it just started.


Lock your doors.

HOW MUCH DO I LOVE YOU?
I'd eat a monkey for you. That's how much.

Let's hope it never gets that drastic, though.