Can one find love on Elimidate??

It's 10pm and I just got home from "cast wrangling" for "Elimidate". Overall, not a terrible experience. A lot of sitting around and waiting and eating junkfood from craft services, listening in on what stupid things the "contestants" were saying (not to mention the shit that the producers were egging out of 'em). Still, I never figured I would find myself leaving a shoot for a tv show like that, with my eyes all glazed over, my heart jumping around, and a big retard-0 grin plastered to my face...but, then again, I never figured on meeting John...oh-ho-ho....more later kids!

...Now in Brilliant Technicolor!

Well, I've finally cut loose that old ball and chain (old, bald and lame?hee-hee...okay that was just mean...oh well...fuck 'im), and whoa whatta feelin'! It feels like it's really gonna stick this time, as permenent as red Kool-Aid stains on your mother's beige carpet. I've undergone some weird transformation, too...yes, today, the petite Lu is wearing COLORS! Not just black, gray, brown etc...no, there are suddenly ORANGES, REDS, BLUES, PURPLES, GREENS, YELLOWS...and dare I say it...PINKS??? Who knew? Now if I could just get some space and a little motivation to move back into putting colors on canvases... Well, no rush. I'll be taking painting in the fall with the university's resident artist, Kathy "It's a white-hot, searing pain, heehee" Strausse. I'm quite looking forward to it! Which reminds me, I've gotta take her those hollyhock seeds and hydrangea clippings.

Does it have to be this hot outside?? I mean, SHEEEESH! It's 98 with a heat index of 110. In Boulder, CO, the heat index is 120!!!! WTF!!!! Okay, that's all I feel like saying for now. This computer desk sucks; no matter how I adjust my chair/position, I can't find a way to type that doesn't feel like instant carpal tunnel syndrome. SUX. Okay. Later kids.

is this thing on?

So what did I sign up for this for again? I am sick to my stomache from eating Wendy's for lunch. Ick. Its so gross. I am getting a pet chicken and naming it Daisy and she will NOT be eaten. Thats all I have to say right this minute.

What uniforms should we wear when the civil war comes?

So besides marksmanship lessons, what else do we need to practice?
I wonder if there really is a way to convert a regular car to solar? I think the mazda would look pretty awesome all tricked out sun style. In fact, me and the youngest Lu could make a pair of them with our cars. That would be cool. We need horses, but we also need chickens. I will be in charge of the chickens and sewing things. I think if we got a big ass farm house, or better, grounds with a stable boy's residence, guest house, main house, and smaller version of main house, we could truly have grounds. I will just make art until this whole thing blows over, but I do believe all hearsay from episodes of Art Bell that I didn't hear first hand, and if this guy from the future came back to tell me to go live in the country, I consider it just an excuse to do so.
And, as I have just taunted the government with online disclosure of our theories of conspiracy, I will go now. This is a lonely little place, this blog. You should write more. I will see you both tonight as we are going to Third Lu's pad for what I think might be some sunday gin left over, unless stupid white trash girl drank it.

The Day After

It is the day after Mitchell's Birthday party.I had a great time and I was sooooooooo excited to see Ms. Mali there. Mali you seem to have alot on your mind and I truly hope that it all works out for you. Some how you touch my heart and I just love you.On October 12 we will have to have a party for you where we all come and get stupid on coke a cola HAHA .Any way it was awesome seeing you and I just wanted you to know that you are on my thoughts and if I could cast a spell and make everything ok for you I would!! Just wanted you to know that I feel for you and You are beautiful and awesome!!Mitchell as always is beautifully awesome and i LOVE HER VERY MUCH AS WELL!

OK enough gooey, now here is my bitch!!! I told Dennis that I needed to talk to him last night and when he pulled up to get the kids he looked at me and could not hold his eyes on me. He looked away and said that he just could not talk to me right now it would have to wait. I do not get how you can not suck it up and just fucking do it. He needs to decide on if he is going to get a loan and give me my money for the land or if he will just let me sell it. The later is what I am hoping for. Anyway that is my bitch for the day!!

Love ya Dustye

More of a bluish hue

I'm back online! And I have plenty to bitch about from my new home. The lame ass guy came to hook up my DSL (yes I have those too, but I'm talking about the internet) and not only did he leave the door to the basement open, but he tracked dirt onto my brand new berber carpet! What a pig! Also, he's all, "I'm gonna fix it for you with a filter blah blah" and now I get charged 95 dollars. What a shithead. Anyway, I'm up and running. I want to go out for Maybe we need a cat night. When is this possible? Or maybe you can come to my house. I love my trashy little house. My studio is up and I now know that I have more art supplies than anyone. This only means I'm not making enough art. Ugh. I may give up art. Just a thought.
love, medium Lu.

Welcome, Ladies...

Okay, so I invite you all to my new blog without even having a single posting or anything ready for you. Bless you both, LU and Dustye-LU, for showing up anyway! So, this is gonna be our bitch-your-little-ol'-heart-out site, as well as the usual blog postings. I figured that we needed a site where only those who really get us--i.e. each other--would be here to post and read and respond. I actually don't have a whole lot to bitch about right now, and I don't really have much of anything else to talk about at the moment. I think we should have a get-together night and make up some kind of cool initiation ritual and stuff soon. Whadddaya'll think? :) Well, get comfy and make yerselves at home. I love you both! Take care.

-baby LU