Help!

You all know, I never NEVER do this - a blatant plea for comments and replies.... BUT I need your assistance. I have a group of "train friends". My tfs (as they shall henceforth be known) are women of varying ages and backgrounds. We like each other well enough and we tend to sit togetherish on the train. Many other train riders don't really care for us and our obnoxious behavior, but oh well, we are very entertaining. There are anywhere from 3 to 8 of us on any given day. There are even two sub-groups of us. The nice ones (generally the older ladies) and the mean ones (just guess which I fall into) NOW There is another group of train people. A small horde. There's 4 of them, sometimes 5 or 6. They are ugly, boring, stupid and all around nasty. They need a name Like, an opposing gang name. This morning I called them the ugly stupid gang. Laura said to me "That's no good. We need VonForNow good." That being said. I pose it to you, because to me they are what they are, the ugly stupid gang. What do you think? What should their name be? And, then, what should our gang be? ** after reading this post again, I had to add a note. Hmmm...Laura said "We need VonForNow good." HuH? I AM VonForNow. I mean, I write it, so it's me, so the snarky wit she's asking for is mine. And my commentors, sure, but mine. Like me and my blog are two seperate things....hm...must think on this for a bit.....**

Jackpot!

Won the lottery with my new guitar teacher. He's 10 shades of awesome. He may or may not (but most likely may) be a hippy. A super cool awesome hippy. His name is Steve. He refers to us as "musical humans" and also "guitar humans" I like being referred to as a musical human. I hear he is one of those people that can hear a song and just play it, with all of the intricate styling he had heard. He is hilarious and cool, and he calls everyone by name. He seems like a genuinely good guy. I'm pretty excited about the next seven weeks of class. On our first day he taught us "(Sitting on the) Dock of the Bay" by Otis Redding. Well, until we got to the pesky F chord. The road to my musicianship is currently sunshine and light, and paved with tie-dye and rose-colored glasses.

Agrees

Agrees that she was a little passive aggressive yesterday. And hates passive aggressive kinda a lot. SO, I'm sorry. Or I'm zorry.

phoning it in.

***yawn****

or

whatevs

Happy f*cking Monday

Thanks!

Dear Old Navy, Thanks for cutting your clothes on the big side! My capris are totally falling off me today, forcing me to order my summer clothes one size smaller!! Thanks for making me feel less than - in a good way! Love ya! Von

Dunno

I'm not quite sure how to get GermanClassCrush to love me when he never comes to class the same weeks that I do. We seem to be on this weird blow off class on alternating weeks thing, which sucks. In other news Not that any of you besides Saying Yes would even be aware of it, but I've had an obsession the last two days. back story: Woke up yesterday to go to work, and as usual, the first thing I do is turn on WGN news. There was a dog running on the expressway. And then swimming in the river. And then running down the expressway. Yes, there were cars on the expressway. Here's me: "Where ya going baby? Huh? Be careful? Someone help him!" yes, I was mostly speaking to my t.v. I went to wgn.com all day for updates, and nada. I guess the little guy got tired and ran into some woods. I figured I'd keep checking for updates today. So Wake up this morning, turn on t.v., wrong new on. I see - a dog, running down the expressway. I say "A day late and a dollar short with your news...." Then I see the little icon that says LIVE I switch over to WGN and "So if you're just tuning in, no this is not a joke, that dog is back, running on the expressway again" and here's me: "Where ya going baby? Huh? Be careful!! Where is animal control!?!? OMG don't hit him!!!" I had to turn it off when he almost very nearly got hit by a semi. Get to work Checking WGN The poor thing got tired and got arrested. For realz. He was last seen in the back of a squad car. Allegedly he's a pit bull named Boxer. I see, he ran away because of the identity crisis in being a pit bull named Boxer. I'd really like to take his stupid owner, have him go for a little jog on the highway, followed by a swim in the river, a night in the woods, and then another run on the highway. Stupid people should not be allowed to own dogs.

Quick Geeeetar Update

So, sitting in our final Guitar 1 class Saturday, getting ready to go up to the auditorium to "graduate" by playing a song on stage, our teacher noticed our nervousness. To make us feel better, he said: "Don't worry. There is absolutely NOTHING riding on how well you play this song..." well, that was not an accurate statement, as you all know I had A LOT riding on this song. We let the teacher know what the deal was: "Von does. She has to do well, or her dad won't let her keep the guitar" "Oh. Ok, here's what we're going to do - Von will sit next to me....." We got on stage. We played "Dark Hollow" We didn't suck. Went to lunch with VonParents immediately after graduation. I sat with my geeeetar, like it was my date. Lull in the conversation I say: "So.....?" VonDad **smirk** VonMom "Oh, I think you can keep using it." weird flutter of the hands, kinda like a pshaw, we're done with this conversation VonDad "For now." My plan? Get to Guitar 3, or even Guitar 4ever, and then open up discussion about the Guitar being MINE 4ever. My evil plan is in the works...... stayed tuned.....(music joke, kinda, hahahaha)