The Longest Friday EVER!

I’m at work. It’s only 11:18 am. I just turned to my co-worker and told her I was going to jump out the window. Just to liven things up. Oh, it’s Friday, my boss is out at his family beach house enjoying one of the more beautiful days in the bay area and here I sit. Listening to KFOG, reading other blogs and wishing I were outside. Soon….soon…..soon. Usually, knowing that there is light at the end of this tunnel helps me get through the day, but not today. It’s going by ever so slowly. (now 11:21). And I really hate this song on KFOG.

I’ll be in Hawaii in about 10 days, massaging rock stars (or at least their crew) enjoying the sun, spending time with my husband (whom I haven’t seen or spoken to …cept for e-mail…in 19 days). Yes, this sitting is truly a test of patience. (11:26)

So they say things happen in threes. Celebrity deaths especially. With the death of the Pope today (or not), that makes three. Johnny Cochran, Terri Schiavo & the Pope. Why did I include Terri? Well, she’s a celebrity…a household name now. She counts. Speaking of which, I was watching South Park last night. Oh man! All about Terri….except it was Kenny they were trying to keep alive with a feeding tube. Those guys are always on the pulse man. Remember when they did the episode that parodied the Elian dealio in Florida and they had Janet Reno in a Bunny suit with a machine gun. Or the voting fiasco in Florida (the first time)? South Park…no one gets away with shit on that show. (11:32) And people wonder why I mostly watch cartoons. It’s one of the only media outlets left where you can see the truth.

I got an e-mail from Ticketmaster (yeah, I know, they are the devil). It said “Don’t Miss Snoop Dog!”. Well of course I wouldn’t want to do that….except he’s playing in Marysville. Where the fuck is Marysville? Well I looked it up. It’s near Yuba City…that cleared it up for me. I zoomed the mapquest map out to see where it was physically in the state, and it doesn’t really look like a spot that you’d run into Snoop Dog…or his fans. (11:39) But what do I know? I was on tour with my husband out in Louisiana they were playing a festival that included Missy Elliot and Snoop Dog and a bunch of other bands. I figured, Louisiana, a snoop dog show here would be hot. Well, it was…when he finally got on stage. But the fans…that was one of the weirdest experiences I’ve had. I’m standing there in a crowd of many, many, many, southern white boys who were drunk on bud and avid fans of snoop. Fucking weird. Here I am (black girl from Connecticut) with one of the crew guys girlfriend (Asian woman from Philly) standing in a crowd of drunken meatheads….waiting to hear Snoop. Fucking surreal. We stayed for about 2 songs before I had to get the fuck up out of there. I couldn’t take another redneck trying to touch my hair….or trying to talk to me in Ebonics. Freaky. (11:46)

There are still so many hours of work left!! Damn. This is the longest Friday EVER! (11:56)