BRAKING NEWS ... Oil On Beach A Big Cover Up... literally... in the covet or night i was informed by a source that BP had truck loads of sand brought in, and covered up all the oil that was remaining on the beach. how many months a go i'm not sure.. when i went to geo get gas yesterday for the little generator i also asked the girl at the little station, as she was a local here and she confirmed the story and added that BP had also hired locals to help clean up the beach of dead animals and sea life which they bagged up and turned in to a truck or trucks and in the middle of the night they discarded the carcasses in black garbage bags at the local dump!!!! evidently a big controversy here.. So I'd say don't eat anything that comes out of the gulf of mexico for years to come.. who knows what else these lying fucks are doing or not doing!!! and out fab government has no issue with saying it's ok or just looking the other way.. I just want to say how sorry i m for the people of this area.. i understand that some workers were paid by BP sums of money, but not all if that a small percentage and the rest are just berely hanging in there...
it was a poor turn out, of qualified buyers yesterday, were the bodies there yes but no one was spending .. i finally did something i never ever do.. i stood out in the isle at a dare from madeline and passed out my cards saying up your ear, earrings check them out ... after spending 50 cards i returned from my wasted effort!! to the booth laughing my ass off.. i was informed that i was not permitted to do that.. i looked at them and said for a 1000$ space and my cheery disposition why not.. the customers were at least having a laugh, but i did notice a lot of glum faces and as i did, would comment no smiling here, and then would get a grin..
Things a tough all around but this has permeated the americans of the gulf shores and surrounding areas, this is just awful.. The customers were nothing more than passer bys.. which is not how it has been in the past.. sales tax incidentally is 10% can u frigging believe that.. and who can afford to buy anything with a tax like that.. heck BP should be picking up that tab.. whats wrong with this picture, here alabama bend over!!!!
as always i ask customers "so where are u from?" the furthest i got was from Birmingham, like an hour or so away.. this is not tourisum this is still , in my opinion, all i have ... local... I have never sen such atitude also from merchants the show promotors of negativity There this under lying anger as though anyone and everyone is responsible for this shit that has gone on down here. just miserable.. If i were them i'd be kissing ass and thanking anyone and everyone for coming to support the show the venders artisans, and the people who've come if not far but come.. and certainly not with a 10% tax..all the rigamorow i went through to get my permit to sell and that city hall crap.. there have to be at least 100 booth that cost $1000. do the math, food venders which are selling shrimp, or at least have it for sale, pay as much as $3500 for a 10 X 10 and most have double spaces so can u imagine how much food they must sell to pay for this endeavor.. Holy crap.. and they don't even have a line in front of their booths so they will also lose the perisables..
and oh god i'm tired!! such a long hot day again a head for the crew and i.. on the bright side Andres helped at clydes booth selling rings and was truly adorable, and of course all the girls just loved him and it was such a great exoerience, his tiny self standing there telling them where the sizes were and helping them to decide which one.. he had so much fun he didnt want to come back to the MH at the end of the night.. madeline and i had a few rushes and made sure to close any chance we go as they r not stopping just crusing by like we are all not there.. so strange heck the charity next to e selling soda for a buck was struggling!!!
ok well let me put my best foot forward and make a day of this debockle.. maybe gleam some new piece of this big cover up down here. just so u know i did step out to touch the sea and be it what it is the ocen here is clear and beautiful though i'd have to wonder if it is safe i don't care if prez and kid swam in it or not.. bet he was in it just long enough to take the shot!!
the sand is like powdered sugar, so white and soft under ones feet, cool,under the touch of my toes, surprisingly under the hot sun.. but no one is on the beach, says something wouldn't u say...
Time to start camping on our lawn, the white house lawn, which in case we've all forgotten ,,,BELONGS TO US THE PEOPLE.. I'm so dam mad about the whole thing.. not becuz i'm not making money but just how they all think we don't get it.. thinking just becuz the education u've been handing out no child left behind .. how about an entire nation left behind.. for years .. just after the vietnam war the gov probably had a meeting on how to control the freedom of it's people and they came up with a plan if u can get them to buy into this story about the american dream being buy a house, both man and wife .. work need 2 cars , and pay out the nose for loans who will have time to march on washington .. no one.. and so it's been.. and when the last event the million man march was,... did they do it again...heck no.. so peolpe they've got us by the balls.. or do they as 10-14% are unemployed there's a fair percentage that could be sleeping on that white house lawn..
ah well again i say to work i go.. think i could get paid to do this.. id love that, just srite take photos, drive.. do art.. of any and all kinds.. oh please.. look forward to going home and reforming myself.. hahahaha sure!!
love always andrea and crew bless their hearts, they have been very good really this week and weekend so far, count our blessings..amen
Saturday 9 October 2010
Thursday 7 October 2010
every day a challege, yesterday when i arrived to set up after driving 3 days to the great state of alabama, i discovered my space was consiterably less dissireable than what i'd expected . and having been here for a few years out side of last year, my mother was dieing.. so couldnt make it, i lost my standing i guess and was shoved to the end of a deserted row near the band stand, the last space on earth anyone would want, certainly me. They begged me to stay.. and give it a chance.... by 2pm i was back at the volunteers desk, this wont do i've taken in $42.. and it was the girl Tammy who"s in charge of the area my booth's in.. so i decided i could could leave and be depressed, or i could stay, leave on monday, depressed and exhausted, decided the later wasn't worth it and told them just write me the check, i'm not staying... guess what, they found me a better spot... a much better spot... and i packed the whoole thing up and dollied it over to my new space reset up, now the second week in a row of setting up packing up moving the whole shit load of the booth, and redoing it all over again... This is not a normal practice but what must be done must be done.. so after what was the best crowd day ever in the history of the shrimp fest , evidently, the crowd thinned as i moved my booth between 2pm and 4pm, and reset up in the ultimate heat of the day... dripping wet now looking oh so pretty,, i was off to yet a second start, informed in no uncertain terms that as i choose to move there would be absolutely no refund now... Dah wtf if i choose to move that must be it, i would so much rather work for my investment than to pack up now and go home after my enormous effort to get to this, what might have been a disaster show, GULF SHORES, the oil spill, for those who watch the news...
so catching my breath, put up lights and bingo... if u build it they will come.. if u happen to be in the right spot, and i thankfully sold a bit and though yesterday was a loss.. i did get a few bucks in my purse, and will joyfully go out there and make it a great one today..
my road this summer has been about something other the money, as it turns out i certainly left with the thought that was what i was searching for, and certainly i was going to have it all, as it turned out, so far.. my profits have been in relationships, friendships old and new, cant wait to pay the rent with that..!!! but i shant knock it.. all the money in the wold can not buy u friendships, love or happiness so it is said, maybe some comfort, but little else.. ease, which i might not complain about, though i complain little.. i am most fortunate.. and will get my rewards for the rest of this weekend and i will go home.. figure out what ver it is i'm to do to bring in an income when i return to L.a i have an art project i've wanted to do for 20yrs having never given up on the hope i would someday do so.. i know not only will i be satisfied to do the work , but feel a new way to earn a living doing what i love shall be the out come.. and i cant wait to get started.. not to say that earrings aren't my life's work but another avenue must be ridden on like Worth Ave.. one of my favorite streets!!! Park ave wouldn't be so bad either!!! as for this moment in time pacific ave where i set up shop.. will do for the weekend.. and then onwards and up wards, a gradual hill like the drive here this week.. taking me ever carefully to my next destination..
The sun is shinning promising a hot southern day in the shores of the gulf, the sea glistening, under its bright warm rays, as my many northern friends find after a week a little sunshine.. hahahaha.. i will don.. my flowy little cotton dress let the breeze flow up it and sell, sell, sell!!!!!! wonder what funny thing i will say today.. oh just one thing before i go.. yesterday morn a woman came into my booth and was looking for some little balls, meaning studs, either way.. i told her no, so sorry i was looking for bigger balls.. it went over her head!!! so if anyone knows where i can find some big balls or studs just let me know!!!i make earrings that go UP YOUR EAR!!!! oh another funny in the afternoon after i reset up.. a woman from the city, i'd spoken to over he phone came by to met me especially ...when we'd spoken she needed to confirm my e-mail address.. so she spelled it out over the phone like this..... u-p-y-o-u rear@ i said no thats not my e-mail address it's u-p-y-o-u-r ear.. well it was so funny i'd repeated it a few times... and when she came by, she told me that she'd had more fun telling that story than any other in quite some time and that a many others got a good laugh.. wow.. it was a pleasure to meet phyillis, and may the laughs con't..
keep up the smiling, the sun is shinning..
and i am off to work, becuz i owe i owe..
and have a hungry crew to feed, that non existant child support just wont cut it..
best in my dearests days, may the trees stand tall, but leave a clear view to the sea, endless possibilities..
Andrea and crew
so catching my breath, put up lights and bingo... if u build it they will come.. if u happen to be in the right spot, and i thankfully sold a bit and though yesterday was a loss.. i did get a few bucks in my purse, and will joyfully go out there and make it a great one today..
my road this summer has been about something other the money, as it turns out i certainly left with the thought that was what i was searching for, and certainly i was going to have it all, as it turned out, so far.. my profits have been in relationships, friendships old and new, cant wait to pay the rent with that..!!! but i shant knock it.. all the money in the wold can not buy u friendships, love or happiness so it is said, maybe some comfort, but little else.. ease, which i might not complain about, though i complain little.. i am most fortunate.. and will get my rewards for the rest of this weekend and i will go home.. figure out what ver it is i'm to do to bring in an income when i return to L.a i have an art project i've wanted to do for 20yrs having never given up on the hope i would someday do so.. i know not only will i be satisfied to do the work , but feel a new way to earn a living doing what i love shall be the out come.. and i cant wait to get started.. not to say that earrings aren't my life's work but another avenue must be ridden on like Worth Ave.. one of my favorite streets!!! Park ave wouldn't be so bad either!!! as for this moment in time pacific ave where i set up shop.. will do for the weekend.. and then onwards and up wards, a gradual hill like the drive here this week.. taking me ever carefully to my next destination..
The sun is shinning promising a hot southern day in the shores of the gulf, the sea glistening, under its bright warm rays, as my many northern friends find after a week a little sunshine.. hahahaha.. i will don.. my flowy little cotton dress let the breeze flow up it and sell, sell, sell!!!!!! wonder what funny thing i will say today.. oh just one thing before i go.. yesterday morn a woman came into my booth and was looking for some little balls, meaning studs, either way.. i told her no, so sorry i was looking for bigger balls.. it went over her head!!! so if anyone knows where i can find some big balls or studs just let me know!!!i make earrings that go UP YOUR EAR!!!! oh another funny in the afternoon after i reset up.. a woman from the city, i'd spoken to over he phone came by to met me especially ...when we'd spoken she needed to confirm my e-mail address.. so she spelled it out over the phone like this..... u-p-y-o-u rear@ i said no thats not my e-mail address it's u-p-y-o-u-r ear.. well it was so funny i'd repeated it a few times... and when she came by, she told me that she'd had more fun telling that story than any other in quite some time and that a many others got a good laugh.. wow.. it was a pleasure to meet phyillis, and may the laughs con't..
keep up the smiling, the sun is shinning..
and i am off to work, becuz i owe i owe..
and have a hungry crew to feed, that non existant child support just wont cut it..
best in my dearests days, may the trees stand tall, but leave a clear view to the sea, endless possibilities..
Andrea and crew
here i am Alabama, after 3 days of driving..and what a wonderful drive, for the sake of just driving, the rythum of the road, the flow in and out of traffic, light on I85, a smooth road, curving ever just right, and left, up and down gentle hills, the clear skies, berely a cloud, ever changing terrain, just a snipid of whats to come as i drive monday towards the west. Now in a new time zone the reality that this trip is coming to a conclusion, 2 days a go sad about that, and now a little reality as i know home is just around the corner, trying hard to imagine what it will be like to stand in a real shower, freely letting warm water run, a door to shut, a real bed to sleep in, a kitchen to cook in, a sink that actually fits dishes i can wash tomorrow, a refidgerator that fits more than a gallon of milk. all that and i will still miss my motor home the road, the wonderful summer i will never forget a life time.. my relationships along this journey, the hellos and see ya laters, as good bye seems way to final....
i set up the booth yesterday to my dismay the truly worst space in the show, at the end of a row, nearest the band stand where i look forward to shouting over loud music, in order for my customers to here what hysterical thing i might have to say, in the moment, and a chance to tell them all about my wonderful earrings, and how great they look in them if they can hear me.. fortunately i've been acussed of being loud and to try and keep it down, guess this is what god gave me such a big mouth for!!!!
bracing myself and the crew for what will be a hell of a weekend 10-10 thur,fri,sat,sun, pack it up and head west to see the most amazing people on the planet, Gleb and Wally, Durango here i will be coming.. west on I10.. north on 25, till i hit 550.. and that mesa which i can already picture the endless vistas.. different in each direction as i turn 360..
so my trip is not over nor my blog as of yet, still a few more days to write, my favorite things, ophra u havent anything on me.. my favorite things are not in stores, can't be found on shelves, in iles anywhere, just the sun on my face, the clear blue sea, the sight of the mountains, the feel of the road under my seat, a vibrating... a hum, as madeline and i sing.. to the radio.. or a cd she just made up as we are driving.. and andres as i break my rule and let him sit between us, for a moment just to be close..
say a prayer i really need to do well this weekend, im off to work.. a positive mental attitude = other peoples money, and i hope in my pocket, and to pay those i owe, so i desperately want to pay..
ALABAMA AND GULF SHORES LOOK OUT HERE WE COME, SHRIMP FESTIVAL.. MAY THE SHRIMP BE GOOD THE CUSTOMERS PLENTIFUL AND THEIR POCKETS FILLED WITH MONEY THEY CANT WAIT TO SPEND!!! AND TO BP... IT BETTER BE!! SHORES ARE CLEAN AS IS THE SEA.. SO LLETS JUST SEE!!!!!
be well my fans, readers where u may all be.. and to all my loves
a great day, may ur phone batteries last!!!
andrea and crew
ttu via text..
i set up the booth yesterday to my dismay the truly worst space in the show, at the end of a row, nearest the band stand where i look forward to shouting over loud music, in order for my customers to here what hysterical thing i might have to say, in the moment, and a chance to tell them all about my wonderful earrings, and how great they look in them if they can hear me.. fortunately i've been acussed of being loud and to try and keep it down, guess this is what god gave me such a big mouth for!!!!
bracing myself and the crew for what will be a hell of a weekend 10-10 thur,fri,sat,sun, pack it up and head west to see the most amazing people on the planet, Gleb and Wally, Durango here i will be coming.. west on I10.. north on 25, till i hit 550.. and that mesa which i can already picture the endless vistas.. different in each direction as i turn 360..
so my trip is not over nor my blog as of yet, still a few more days to write, my favorite things, ophra u havent anything on me.. my favorite things are not in stores, can't be found on shelves, in iles anywhere, just the sun on my face, the clear blue sea, the sight of the mountains, the feel of the road under my seat, a vibrating... a hum, as madeline and i sing.. to the radio.. or a cd she just made up as we are driving.. and andres as i break my rule and let him sit between us, for a moment just to be close..
say a prayer i really need to do well this weekend, im off to work.. a positive mental attitude = other peoples money, and i hope in my pocket, and to pay those i owe, so i desperately want to pay..
ALABAMA AND GULF SHORES LOOK OUT HERE WE COME, SHRIMP FESTIVAL.. MAY THE SHRIMP BE GOOD THE CUSTOMERS PLENTIFUL AND THEIR POCKETS FILLED WITH MONEY THEY CANT WAIT TO SPEND!!! AND TO BP... IT BETTER BE!! SHORES ARE CLEAN AS IS THE SEA.. SO LLETS JUST SEE!!!!!
be well my fans, readers where u may all be.. and to all my loves
a great day, may ur phone batteries last!!!
andrea and crew
ttu via text..
Monday 4 October 2010
well at last me and my blog... so much to try and catch up with i hardly know where to begin..drove a long day up from virginia beach, with the crew and Cassie with whom i met up with in virginia bch.. she had just flown into there to visit with her sister, and on her way to L.A Truly can u imagine.. this seems to be the most extraordinary journey, so after my most disappointing show of the trip, the one where the pot of gold is, no rainbow.. need i say more...
in fact it was so hot, i refrain, from swearing.. what control!!!! i thought the aqua blue dress, to the floor, of cotton, was a 30 gallon garbage bag, with no chance for a breeze to even wonder up my skirt, i broke down and picked up 3 little cotton lose fitting dresses from Clyde, guilty i spent a penny... we were in for a long hot few days.. friday just sucked, oh.. could bearly think, and anyone who would dry clean their cloths wouldn't be out there in that heat, only the laundering crowd, and i'm of that persuasion, right now, i couldn't buy my earrings either.. shit.... the dwindling middle class. From what i understand the arts section might have faired a little better, so i'll just try that route next time.. or maybe not..
on to saturday, HOT ... HOT thank god i got the dresses! Cassie worked for Ed for the weekend, knew that would be fun, she stepped into his booth an acted her way through the whole weekend. what a riot..
i had a lot of great banter with the customers saturday.. especially over the no cursing signs which shamefully i did not even get a photo of.. what's wrong with me.. just imagine a sign that's in a circle and in the circle is #4%66^^%$*$@ if u get my drift.. hysterical.. more laughs were had over saying shit fuck god dam it. than can be told!! i think under the times those that are really good resort to the only harmless thing we can do, which is to swear.. better than knocking someone off just because ur frustrated about the currant economical time.. great time to refocus, find another way..
as for sunday.. it started out cold, and ended raining and that was that, now for monday.. Cassie arrived in the rainy morning to drive with the crew and i to maryland where i was booked for a fun festival in Fells Point.. aren't they all fun.. Maryland where i was to also meet up with another friend, on tuesday..eve.. Joe who we'd (the crew and I) rendezvoused with in rhode island a few weeks back... whom i'd met in Sweetwater campground, over the summer, just the day of my last show, in Hyannis, in fact that sunday night he'd dropped by the campsite with a beer in hand and a smile...i'm thinking his car has never seen so many miles.. as i was not long for Sweetwater and the cape by that time.. and now this..
tuesday we had many a chore laundry, groceries, and i needed desperately to get my nails done way over due, by a month..
and that was a fiasco.. i stopped into a nail salon near the laundry mat and ended up with a pedicure instead of a and fill..in fact in the unairconditioned sweat box of a salon they got half way through and couldn't finish the nails as i wanted something way out of their league, so i helped wrap up the laundry deal and drop off crew and Cassie and run to yet another nail salon whilst Joe was driving 10 hours to maryland to see us.. and i would now not be there, at the camp he'd made reservations at for the crew and i.. on time... You might say i was fashionably late!!!!
Ah a beer in the night sky, under a canopy of trees, perfectly set near to the facilities, large enough for his tent, something i'm getting used to seeing out side my coach window now, as this would be the 3rd time.. in some weeks to see this him very
diligently put it up in yet the dark night again!! and that eve over conversation he presented me with a.. beautifully wrapped gift, the paper a map, tied up with back shinny ribbon, and bow.. oh oh.. who cares whats in the box as long as it's wrapped up.. under that flawlessly wrapped package was a GPS.. just what a girl really needs on the road, only days ago i'd said i might have to break down and buy..
as Cassie was here we could actually make plans to do something, one on one.. and so Joe made reservations!!! for a hotel and a restaurant, oh my dinner and drinks.. over looking a the harbor in annapolis, cloth on the tables.. when we arrived to the hotel i had a chance to take care of some needed business as my credit card terminal had failed the weekend before, and i needed a phone line to down load all my transactions from the weekend, and the entire conversation with technical support was just a riot. he intently watched and listened to me as i worked out all their problems " no it's not that way it's my way!" and i did get my way.. nearly an hour later.. we showered, oh in a real shower, the first i'd been in, in so many months..
i wore a dress i'd picked up in the cape a month back that's i'd worn to Hyannis art show, which would remind u of something Audry Hepburn might have worn if it were these times, dark gray, squared off neck line, perfect size 2 .. they had certainly made a mistake on that.. all my jewelry.. including earrings.. Up Your Ear.. and off to dine.. Joe in a very nice gray jacket, nice shirt and pants.. something we hadn't seen each other in, as we have only been at campgrounds, who knew we could dress!!!
Thursday morning we awoke to the pouring rain, in Annapolis.. some dreadful coffee, and slowly got our selves ready for the tour of the town.. rain or shine as the show must go on.. this rain was the remnants of Nicole.. so it wasn't too cold.. as we know that is an issue for me.. cold that is.. rain.. well i wont melt, and evidently Joe doesn't melt in the rain either, we walked and talked and stopped into stores, after a nice breakfast. later went on to Fells Point, to see what that was all about, a beer, and back to camp.. to find all had survived the rainy day and night..
and it would con't to rain.. dear god he had to sleep out in a tent in the rain.. it was just awful.. and cold.. we sat that night under the awning of the coach, Cassie, he and i , with a beer, watching the rain, pour down around us.. great conversation, and Cassie was so funny we all had a great time.. whatever the weather..
friday we ran errands, if i recall, Cassie, Joe and the crew threw in my wet booth set up in the wash while i got a quick trim at a near by solon, as i was also in desperate need of that.. and sat up early Joe and i drove down to the show.. and set up.. he returned with my van to camp.. Cassie got some alone time while Joe took the crew on a hike, over the paths in the park, and evidently one scary swinging bridge.. we all had yet another great time and as it turned out the show proved to be good on saturday.. now if it would only hold true for sunday..
Sunday Cassie and i went to the show, quite early again and she was to meet up with a life long friend, and i to work.. sadly it was cold and bitter and evidently the Ravens have a huge following, so much so that no one showed up to the show and it was just the worst day ever followed by Rain, cold bitter rain, and i packed up all my booth wet again!!!!
Joe and crew went to Washington, the museum of natural history, where he stayed the day long with the crew, having taken the metro which in it self was a thrill from what i gathered from the crew!! oh they had such a good time.. Cassie and i arrived back late, to burgers, baked potatoes, and a fully fed crew.. a dream come true for me.. another rainy night and a beautiful man, to sleep yet again in a wet cold tent.. now if that's not sportsmanship, what is.. and cheery as can be!!
Cassie was to be here for the duration of the trip but as is life things can change and she felt a quick arrival to L.A would be better so on monday she was off to BWI and the crew and i are on our way to Alabama, and Joe to the cape... and more sweet so longs and till we meet again..dam this good bye stuff is never ending, as are the hellos... but so less sweet..i've learned to just hold my breath.. try not to cry.. and get a move on.. down the road.. with my new GPS and the love of friends.. where ever it is i and crew go..
now up this morn in the flying j parking lot.. as evidently there are no campgrounds along this corridor.. and a late drive getting here too. as Joe drove his 10 hrs plus back to Cape Cod and dropped Cassie off at the motel near the air port for her departure to L.A today..
lastly i want to mention.. as always there is something that comes up, nearly out of diesel i prayed for a station, my legs shaking in the dark of the night as i do not like the dark, much less drive in it.. as we pulled into the mobil, station there was an open trailer with a huge larger than life statue of a mosaic mirrored horse.. so tremendous i had to grab the camera, and take pix as i filled my bone dry tank with fuel.. moments later to speak to the driver about his unusual cargo.. as it turned out they are from mexico and on there way to New York for a circus.. Circus Vazquez.. which i must look up.. and Chris, the very polite man told us of his destiny.. all excited to know i would be writing this into my blog today.. can not wait to down load the pix for u all to see.... ah so all this and many reasons are why i am glad to wake up every morning, an adventure a round every corner should u choose to see it that way.. and i do so wonder what is to come today.. as i drive the hell out of the day, the crew and i and now Betty, the gps...
with all my love to my readers, my friends .. have as marvelous day, as we..
andrea and crew
http://www.circovazquez.com/eng_home.php
in fact it was so hot, i refrain, from swearing.. what control!!!! i thought the aqua blue dress, to the floor, of cotton, was a 30 gallon garbage bag, with no chance for a breeze to even wonder up my skirt, i broke down and picked up 3 little cotton lose fitting dresses from Clyde, guilty i spent a penny... we were in for a long hot few days.. friday just sucked, oh.. could bearly think, and anyone who would dry clean their cloths wouldn't be out there in that heat, only the laundering crowd, and i'm of that persuasion, right now, i couldn't buy my earrings either.. shit.... the dwindling middle class. From what i understand the arts section might have faired a little better, so i'll just try that route next time.. or maybe not..
on to saturday, HOT ... HOT thank god i got the dresses! Cassie worked for Ed for the weekend, knew that would be fun, she stepped into his booth an acted her way through the whole weekend. what a riot..
i had a lot of great banter with the customers saturday.. especially over the no cursing signs which shamefully i did not even get a photo of.. what's wrong with me.. just imagine a sign that's in a circle and in the circle is #4%66^^%$*$@ if u get my drift.. hysterical.. more laughs were had over saying shit fuck god dam it. than can be told!! i think under the times those that are really good resort to the only harmless thing we can do, which is to swear.. better than knocking someone off just because ur frustrated about the currant economical time.. great time to refocus, find another way..
as for sunday.. it started out cold, and ended raining and that was that, now for monday.. Cassie arrived in the rainy morning to drive with the crew and i to maryland where i was booked for a fun festival in Fells Point.. aren't they all fun.. Maryland where i was to also meet up with another friend, on tuesday..eve.. Joe who we'd (the crew and I) rendezvoused with in rhode island a few weeks back... whom i'd met in Sweetwater campground, over the summer, just the day of my last show, in Hyannis, in fact that sunday night he'd dropped by the campsite with a beer in hand and a smile...i'm thinking his car has never seen so many miles.. as i was not long for Sweetwater and the cape by that time.. and now this..
tuesday we had many a chore laundry, groceries, and i needed desperately to get my nails done way over due, by a month..
and that was a fiasco.. i stopped into a nail salon near the laundry mat and ended up with a pedicure instead of a and fill..in fact in the unairconditioned sweat box of a salon they got half way through and couldn't finish the nails as i wanted something way out of their league, so i helped wrap up the laundry deal and drop off crew and Cassie and run to yet another nail salon whilst Joe was driving 10 hours to maryland to see us.. and i would now not be there, at the camp he'd made reservations at for the crew and i.. on time... You might say i was fashionably late!!!!
Ah a beer in the night sky, under a canopy of trees, perfectly set near to the facilities, large enough for his tent, something i'm getting used to seeing out side my coach window now, as this would be the 3rd time.. in some weeks to see this him very
diligently put it up in yet the dark night again!! and that eve over conversation he presented me with a.. beautifully wrapped gift, the paper a map, tied up with back shinny ribbon, and bow.. oh oh.. who cares whats in the box as long as it's wrapped up.. under that flawlessly wrapped package was a GPS.. just what a girl really needs on the road, only days ago i'd said i might have to break down and buy..
as Cassie was here we could actually make plans to do something, one on one.. and so Joe made reservations!!! for a hotel and a restaurant, oh my dinner and drinks.. over looking a the harbor in annapolis, cloth on the tables.. when we arrived to the hotel i had a chance to take care of some needed business as my credit card terminal had failed the weekend before, and i needed a phone line to down load all my transactions from the weekend, and the entire conversation with technical support was just a riot. he intently watched and listened to me as i worked out all their problems " no it's not that way it's my way!" and i did get my way.. nearly an hour later.. we showered, oh in a real shower, the first i'd been in, in so many months..
i wore a dress i'd picked up in the cape a month back that's i'd worn to Hyannis art show, which would remind u of something Audry Hepburn might have worn if it were these times, dark gray, squared off neck line, perfect size 2 .. they had certainly made a mistake on that.. all my jewelry.. including earrings.. Up Your Ear.. and off to dine.. Joe in a very nice gray jacket, nice shirt and pants.. something we hadn't seen each other in, as we have only been at campgrounds, who knew we could dress!!!
Thursday morning we awoke to the pouring rain, in Annapolis.. some dreadful coffee, and slowly got our selves ready for the tour of the town.. rain or shine as the show must go on.. this rain was the remnants of Nicole.. so it wasn't too cold.. as we know that is an issue for me.. cold that is.. rain.. well i wont melt, and evidently Joe doesn't melt in the rain either, we walked and talked and stopped into stores, after a nice breakfast. later went on to Fells Point, to see what that was all about, a beer, and back to camp.. to find all had survived the rainy day and night..
and it would con't to rain.. dear god he had to sleep out in a tent in the rain.. it was just awful.. and cold.. we sat that night under the awning of the coach, Cassie, he and i , with a beer, watching the rain, pour down around us.. great conversation, and Cassie was so funny we all had a great time.. whatever the weather..
friday we ran errands, if i recall, Cassie, Joe and the crew threw in my wet booth set up in the wash while i got a quick trim at a near by solon, as i was also in desperate need of that.. and sat up early Joe and i drove down to the show.. and set up.. he returned with my van to camp.. Cassie got some alone time while Joe took the crew on a hike, over the paths in the park, and evidently one scary swinging bridge.. we all had yet another great time and as it turned out the show proved to be good on saturday.. now if it would only hold true for sunday..
Sunday Cassie and i went to the show, quite early again and she was to meet up with a life long friend, and i to work.. sadly it was cold and bitter and evidently the Ravens have a huge following, so much so that no one showed up to the show and it was just the worst day ever followed by Rain, cold bitter rain, and i packed up all my booth wet again!!!!
Joe and crew went to Washington, the museum of natural history, where he stayed the day long with the crew, having taken the metro which in it self was a thrill from what i gathered from the crew!! oh they had such a good time.. Cassie and i arrived back late, to burgers, baked potatoes, and a fully fed crew.. a dream come true for me.. another rainy night and a beautiful man, to sleep yet again in a wet cold tent.. now if that's not sportsmanship, what is.. and cheery as can be!!
Cassie was to be here for the duration of the trip but as is life things can change and she felt a quick arrival to L.A would be better so on monday she was off to BWI and the crew and i are on our way to Alabama, and Joe to the cape... and more sweet so longs and till we meet again..dam this good bye stuff is never ending, as are the hellos... but so less sweet..i've learned to just hold my breath.. try not to cry.. and get a move on.. down the road.. with my new GPS and the love of friends.. where ever it is i and crew go..
now up this morn in the flying j parking lot.. as evidently there are no campgrounds along this corridor.. and a late drive getting here too. as Joe drove his 10 hrs plus back to Cape Cod and dropped Cassie off at the motel near the air port for her departure to L.A today..
lastly i want to mention.. as always there is something that comes up, nearly out of diesel i prayed for a station, my legs shaking in the dark of the night as i do not like the dark, much less drive in it.. as we pulled into the mobil, station there was an open trailer with a huge larger than life statue of a mosaic mirrored horse.. so tremendous i had to grab the camera, and take pix as i filled my bone dry tank with fuel.. moments later to speak to the driver about his unusual cargo.. as it turned out they are from mexico and on there way to New York for a circus.. Circus Vazquez.. which i must look up.. and Chris, the very polite man told us of his destiny.. all excited to know i would be writing this into my blog today.. can not wait to down load the pix for u all to see.... ah so all this and many reasons are why i am glad to wake up every morning, an adventure a round every corner should u choose to see it that way.. and i do so wonder what is to come today.. as i drive the hell out of the day, the crew and i and now Betty, the gps...
with all my love to my readers, my friends .. have as marvelous day, as we..
andrea and crew
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