a funny thing happened on the way to the dentist

I had a dream the other night that Prince was my dentist. He was wearing that yellow suit he wore to the Oscars this year. I was embarrassed for him to look at my mouth because apparently on the way there one of my front teeth fell out and i didn't want him to think I didn't take care of my teeth. I wouldn't open my mouth when I finally arrived and he kept trying to get me to smile by singing in his usual high pitch range which he thought was funny as well in the dream. Then when i finally did smile he he started laughing at me but then he tried to cover it up by saying I was still cool. After the dream analysis class i took last semester you'd think i'd be able to disect this one but i'm at a loss. feel free to give any opinions of what this might possibly mean!

THANK YOU!

I just wanted to tell everybody who has been praying and thinking about my dad through his surgery thank you so much. I can't thank you enough for your support. He is doing excellent by the way and he is coming home today sometime. After his surgery yesterday he was a little whoozy at first of course, but he was back to himself in no time. That's what is so scary about brain surgery because there is always that chance that you may not be the same person when you wake up but he was already cracking his usual jokes and making references to the hospital bills so we knew he was ok! His whole head is wrapped in white gauze that kind of makes a dome shape on the top of his head which looks like a turbin and we've all been teasing him that we should paint it pastel colors to look like an Easter egg just in time for the season. He said he scared himself when he caught a glimpse of himself in the reflection of the paper towel dispenser with his new "hat" anywho I can't believe how soon they're sending him home but the doctor says he is doing great so I won't argue with that! I'm just so glad it's over, surgery sucks! especially in your brain...but yea, thank you thank you thank you for everything. It is going to take a couple months before his incision is completely healed and he can get back to doing his usual stuff which will be kind of hard on him but the alternative is much worse i would say. There is still a chance for infection from the wound so I would appreciate it if you would continue to pray that everything heals quickly and safely. But the worst is over thank God...

Now all I need prayer for is that I get everything done I need to do for school in less than a month. I can't believe how fast this semester has flown by and I feel like I've been the biggest slacker ever since I started grad school. It's technically my last semester before I graduate in August besides a few weekend workshops in the summer and our final project which I don't forsee being that difficult. I guess you could call it burn out. I just really don't have the motivation right now, I'm so done with school but knowing that I'm going to France in a month is what's keeping me going! I AM GOING TO SEE BOB DYLAN IN PARIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm going to stay in France for about a month to visit Molly in Lille as well. I'm going to try and travel around as much as possible while I'm there. I really want to go to Amsterdam and London too. We'll see. I'm just happy to get out of the country for the first time EVER! I've been practicing my French etiquitte. well not really, I've just been trying to find french looking clothes and listening to french music. I bought this shirt yesterday at Plato's closet that is navy and white striped and my friend told my it looked very french last night and I didn't even mention anything about going to France yet! I was really stoked about that! I'm really getting into Brigitte Bardot's style right now. She was such a cool chic. And Molly, I am so glad you introduced me to Serge Gainsbourg, his stuff is amazing. I wasn't sure if I really liked it at first but the more I listen to it the more I love his sound eventhough I can't understand what he's saying....I freaking LOVE Bonnie and Clyde! I can't stop listening to it!

Circus

I just want to clarify something from a blog i wrote a few weeks back. i have been getting a lot of questions about that understandably because i said that the Killers were mormons which is half true. Brandon Flowers came from a mormon family. i don't really know about the rest of the band. i just really liked comparing them to the Osmonds in that post for some reason because i was pissed that Black Rebel Motorcylce Club was opening for them which i think should be the other way around. i thought it was funny comparing them to the osmonds at the time and i was extremely tired and as well. I think the Killers are a decent band and I don't hate them, I was just a little irritated about the whole situation so there ya go.

On to the Rolling Stones, I'm so excited, I'm finally getting to see the Rolling Stones Rock n' Roll Circus! I have been wanting to see this movie forever and thanks to pbs I finally can. It is so crazy, Mick Jagger is interviewing John Lennon and John looks over to Mick and calls him Michael! It is so hilarious the way he says it with this hint of mockery and admiration at the same time in his voice. It seems so surreal. And then there's Joko Ono wailing into the mike with some guy playing violin and John in the background digging the hell out of it. I never understood that relationship, I can't stand her. She has sounds worse than an injured animal, I guess I'm not getting her artistic conceptual art crap but she just needs to stop....then there's the audience all dressed in these yellow and red parka looking things dancing around looking really stoned and confused of course. i wish i lived in London in the late 60s. you just can't beat real mods.....the audience is hilarious. the typical 60s dance move with lots of hair swinging and swaying side to side while clapping. then there's Pete Townsend is wearing a seat cushion on his head. maryanne faithful looks gorgeous, i love her eyelashes, she makes me want to start wearing fake eyelashes. oh and thanks to pbs i found out that Mick asked Bridget Bardot and Johnny Cash to be the ring leader of the "circus" they both declined. wow, what a crazy mix that would have been! The thought of Johnny Cash with a bunch of dancing parka wearing crazy mod brits just cracks me up. I really want this dvd, pbs is selling it for 90 bucks with bonus footage of John backstage with his son Julian. I really want this but that's kinda steep. i love pbs but i think i'll have to wait before i can donate money to those guys.

Joy

i saw Lucinda Williams last night and it was better than i had even expected! THAT WOMAN RAWKS! she is so hardcore, i want to be like her when i grow up. the first thing she said when she came on stage was "i just ate a bunch of the best sopailpillas, i just want to die in a big bowl of sopaipillas with honey, that would be heaven" she knows what sopaipillas are, her coolness just went way up after she said that. we used to go to pancho's and eat the hell out of some sopaipillas. she was just so personable and engaging the whole time which i didn't expect. she was very reserved the last time i saw her which was 2001. but last night she even talked about a lot of the history behind some songs and what they mean which i really loved. i've listened to her songs for so long and to actually know exactly who they're about is really cool. i mean a lot of them are self explanatory but it's nice to know who the people are that she's singing about. she even said "i'm gonna be ya'll musical therapist tonight" i was like right on sista. she even added a ruthlesss yell "mother fucker" to the end of a line in "Joy" that goes, "i dont' want you anymore cause you took my Joy.... that really got the crowd going. i have to say the crowd was awesome too. she kept saying what a receptive and captive audience we were. i felt proud to be part of such an appreciating audience of such an amazing woman....she had some rockin bling too. a big diamond studded bracelet with belt to match and big hoop earings and a dragon looking tattoo on her arm. besides my mom she has to be the coolest 50 something lady ever. not that my mom has any tattoos, (that i know of) jk, but my mom is pretty cool i have to say. i felt bad she couldn't see her with me, she's a really big fan of hers too. we used to listen to her in the car on the way to tennis tournaments driving the same roads that she sings about in her songs. i love that she's from the same place as me and she talks about all the places i know so well in her songs. she sang "bus to baton rouge" which was beautiful. it was truly an amazing show and it made my want to get back in that smoky bar and sing the hell out of her songs again!

so i'm sitting here watching cheaters and eating ice cream after a long trip from home back to tallatrashy. i don't usually watch cheaters but i sucked into the white trash brawls that result from confronting their cheating lovers. the host is what really cracks me up. he acts so concerned saying things to the one being cheated one like, "you're going to get through this" and "you're strong." yup, another reality tv show that is compromising my IQ as we speak.

besides some mind numbing cheaters watching i guess a lot has been happening lately. i just got back from spring break. i found out some news thats not so great while i was at home. my dad has to have brain surgery soon. it's not cancer thank God but it's like a growth on the outside of the brain between the membrane that separates the brain from the skull or something. i don't know all the technical terms. the doctor said it's a relatively simple procedure and he would only be in surgery a couple hours and would only have to stay overnight. if you're reading this please keep my dad in your prayers. i was scared when i first heard about it, i still am but i feel better about it know knowing that he has a really good doctor and what a simple procedure it is. i mean it's still brain surgery but i'm just trying to trust God everything will work out. i know that sounds cliche but that's all you really can do. i'm just glad it's not cancer...