Tricia's Partial Mutterings

Apples & Wine

Women are like apples on trees...

The best ones are at the top of the tree. Most men don't want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt. Instead, they sometimes take the apples from the ground that aren't as good, but easy. The apples at the top think something is wrong with them, when in reality, they're amazing. They just have to wait for the right man to come along, the one who is brave enough to climb all the way to the top of the tree.

Now Men....

Men are like a fine wine. They begin as grapes, and it's up to women to stomp the crap out of them until they turn into something acceptable to have dinner
with.

Chuck's

Well Wine is over. Thank goodness! I think the event went really well on the admin side and we did everything we could do to have a successful event. People just weren't bidding. Oh well. Such is life.

This morning I biked down to Chuck's Coffee Shop.

The place was jumping. It's "locally" world famous if you look closely in the picture. Sorry, it was the only one I could find that was decent. I sat at the bar which is a big U shape and seats about 12 people. To my right was Art, a 80 year old man that totally gave me the up and down when I came and sat next to him. To my left was two older women who were replaced by Lisa shortly after I sat. The food was pretty good, but I learned a few things...

They put rice in the salt shakers and a cracker in the sugar.

If Art spills coffee EVERYWHERE and it gets on you, he'll buy you breakfast.

Chuck is a flirt that reminds me of Jim Dole. He also rides his bicycle about 70-100 miles a week. He always has a bike in his truck.

The bikes that you petal with your hands takes a totally different set of muscles.

Art used to be a Pit Boss in Vegas during the 50's. Apparently (according to Chuck), he knows all the mob guys and has a ton of stories that could get him killed.

I need more air in my tires.

Wear shorts or high-waters when you ride a bike to prevent getting caught in the chain.

Chuck wanted to bike downtown and back. I declined. Yesterday wore me out. I would take a nap, but my stupid neighbors are talking right outside my door. I wish I had a bat. ;o)

Lesson

Something I am learning as I get older...

Live to live. Don't live to die.

For Me

Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
wake me up when september ends

what day is it
and in what month
this clock never seems so alive
I can't keep up
and I can't back down
I've been losing so much time

People
They don't mean a thing to you
They move right through you
Just like your breath
But sometimes
I still think of you
And I just wanted to
Just wanted you to know
My old friend...
I swear I never meant for this
I never meant...

Don't look at me that way
It was an honest mistake
Don't look at me that way
It was an honest mistake
An honest mistake

They chewed me up and then they spit me out
And I'm not supposed to let it bother me
But maybe I'm a little bit weak - I let my frailty take the wheel
She said, "Maybe there's a bit of me waiting for a bit of you. baby."

She said I don't know if I've ever been good enough
I'm a little bit rusty, and I think my head is caving in
And I don't know if I've ever been really loved
By hand that's touched me, well I feel like something's gonna give
And I'm a little bit angry, well

I wanna push you around, well I will, well I will
I wanna push you down, well I will, well I will
I wanna take you for granted, I wanna take you for granted, yeah I will, I will

Don't just stand there, say nice things to me
I've been cheated I've been wronged you,
And you don't know me, I can't change
I won't do anything at all

Never come a day that I'll solve you
Consequently I could never leave you
In the shadow of those looming battleships
I love our canoe
I'm ready for the falls
And those still waters we will find are true

With or without you
With or without you

I will not make the same mistakes that you did
I will not let myself
Cause my heart so much misery
I will not break the way you did,
You fell so hard
I've learned the hard way
To never let it get that far

I gotta shake it off
Gotta make that move
Find somebody who
Appreciates all the love I give

I try not to think
About the pain I feel inside
Did you know you used to be my hero?
All the days you spent with me
Now seem so far away
And it feels like you don't care anymore

Well I know what I was feeling But What was I thinking?
But What was I thinking?

I walk alone
I walk alone

You don't know where you're going, ‘till you know where you're at

Why don't you just go home
Cause you channel all your pain
And I can't help you fix yourself
You're making me insane

I'm not a perfect person

'Cause I can't breathe
No, I can't sleep
I'm barely hangin' on

It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life

There's gotta be something more
Gotta be more than this
I need a little less hard time
I need a little more bliss
I'm gonna take my chances
Taking a chance I might
Find what I'm looking for
There's gotta be something more

There's another world inside of me
That you may never see

So hold me when I'm here
Right me when I'm wrong
Hold me when I'm scared
And love me when I'm gone

Foot in Mouth

Do you ever think it's easier to worry about other people than to worry about yourself? When you worry about other people, it's like you deal with a problem without dealing with the feelings of it. Like instead of dealing with your own problems where you feel the pain and the emotions, you look to help others.

But in reality, is that really helping? I think I shoved my foot in my mouth... damn it. Mr. Price, never had the guy, but he told his class the only advice I'll give you, never give advice. I'm just going to hide in my hole now. Yah... thanks for listening.

Flash of Light

Tonight there was some pretty wicked lightning happening in southern California. It wasn't regular lightening, but more like movie lightning. The kinds you stop to look at when you are flipping through channels. I was going to use this picture, but I guess that's a bit of an exageration! Still pretty sweet though.

I went outside and brought a chair and a glass of red wine and just sat on the side walk. The wine sucked. Some Petite Sirah from a Temecula winery that my parents actually paid money for. Not that I'm a total wine geek or anything. But if you are... it's always a good time. Be a general admission person, I'm already stressing about table space. Just spend the 15 extra bucks on an auction gift, better yet, sponsor a kid.

That's pretty much what's going on with me. Leave a few comments, I'm feeling unread. I'll... a... well... you tell me. ;o)

Would-a?

When ever I hang out with old friends from college I always start to wonder what would have been if I was single throughout college. I know it was a very good experience for me. I was treated very well for the first two years even though he was a total ass to everyone else.

But also looking back I realize that there were other great people in my life and you have to ask... I wonder if things would have turned out differently if I explored that direction. So many people from college are married with kids, and I know I'm not even ready for that now, but why is it that the wildest folks are the ones that ended up settling down. Then there's the girls next door, and we are as single as ever.

It does give me some comfort thought that I have people that care about me and think as well... hmmm... I wonder how that would have turned out. Timing... it's all about timing. I can't seem to get that right either. Maybe I should ship myself off to northern California where I could jump in the arms of someone tall dark and handsom and get the attention I want from someone that really wants to give it to me.

Too Hot

I'm an ass... well anyone that actually reads this already knows this. :o) I'm stealing the line for the night. As we walk into the bar... and I have you, this is not our "corner bar" dude, ok dude is scary with long ratty hair, says... "they're too hot to say hello."... well crap... I guess you have to check Heidi, the difficult diva, to get the actual quote. I can't remember crap. I do remember Gary though, *sigh*.

Of course we end the night at our corner bar. Here's a pic of my favorite bartenders! I love Andrew and Chase! *HUGS*

Birthday Tree

I too received the Birthday Calculator from a co-worker today. I haven't ever heard of a birth tree before.

Your birth tree is

Rowan, the Sensitivity
Full of charm, cheerful, gifted, without egoism, likes to draw attention, loves life, motion, unrest and even complications, is both dependent and independent, good taste, artistic, passionate, emotional, good company, does not forgive.

My Butt Hurts

Yah, I know you're jealous! So I don't think lately I have written a long post about my ventures. Well, I don't know if this will be one of those... but I'll try until I get ADD. I'll start it off by ANOTHER run in with the police. Those stories get everyone's attention. Now you have heard about last St. Paddy's day. (Cop ride home anyone? Just realized I never blogged THAT one). Also the Howard Street event. A while back was the trucking over the grass story. You might have missed the story about Violated a Red Light ON FOOT. (I don't remember if I blogged that one.) Let's see... the rest have been a little low key stories. Friday night wasn't too bad. I was just "resting my eyes" on the beach and all of a sudden I heard noise blah blah blah... I really didn't make it out the first time as I was a little... ummm... incoherent. So I said, "I'm sorry, pardon?" The reply back from a megaphone out of the truck with spot lights shining on me said, "The beach is closed. You need to leave." I popped up (I was by myself out there after a few yes I'll admit it) and swayed a little bit, almost ate it in the sand and b-lined it back to our place. As I was walking I noticed that the truck had Police down the side. Good thing I'm a graceful kid and didn't topple over or the outcome might be a little different. :o)

Last night I went to the Street Fair in Orange. I met up with a friend from work at her house about a mile from the circle. We had our own little possy. 10 of us biked down there. It was comical. 5 beach cruisers, 2 mountain bikes, a tiny boy's street bike, and two low riders with banana seats. One time I almost broke out in song because it seemed like the scene in the Sound of Music. The Street Fair was pretty cool. I was a little clueless that it's all food and drinking. The highlight... well you RB people will understand. I walked up to the funnel booth that Orange Assembly was running and there was a monster line and said to them, while holding my beer, "Would it be poor form to ask if a Majority member could jump the line?" Yah, I walked away with funnel cake. Don't worry, I paid an extra buck for it because I know it goes for a good cause.

So that was my Saturday night. Today was pretty fun too. And I'm sure you are wondering why my butt hurts. (I'm sorry if you didn't, but too bad, you made it this far.) Heidi and I went on another bike ride. We rode down the beach the the Long Beach Aquarium. It was good times, a little crowded, but a lot of fun. I touched a lot of slimey things. I also joined as a member and got one comp pass so speak up if you want to go! So two bike rides equal a sore ass. Oh yah baby. Can anyone remedy that for us? No I don't mean like message or anything, just a solition? Yes Nicole, I have my cool bike pants still, I just don't want Heidi to be left out.

Tonight is chill. Tomorrow we are planning on going on a hike somewhere. Woo hoo. ;o) It shall be fun. Good night all and I hope to be updating more often so stay tuned. Cheers.