And We All Take A Bath
Dear Anti-Phish Fan,
Thank you for introducing me to this video. If it wasn’t for you I don’t know when I would have come across my two favorite men performing on stage together and being absolutely ridiculous. Everyday & Bathtub Gin?!.. boogying around the stage.. Trey’s pinky tap.. Dave’s deep sexy voice.. the giggling.. everything. Ah simply brilliant.
Much Love Jaime
Ha Ha Ha…
Does he hug it?
Q. How many dead-heads does it take to change a lightbulb?
A. None, after it burns out they follow it around for 20 years
I guess deadheads, hippies, phish heads, moe.rons..etc.. all have a pretty bad reputation with the conservative folks out there. I found a lot of anti-phish blogs today. (this one especially caught my eye) Honestly though- it’s funny. You got to appreciate everyone for what they do. He devotes a whole lot of time and energy to bashing Phish so I’m not even completely convinced of his hatred for the band he spends so much time following. He sure is stirring up windstorms of trouble with his crude remarks. His comments are arguments between his audience. I think it is definitely worth checking out even though he’s a bit of a dowwnnnerr with every word out of his mouth. The more I read, the more i laughed so thanks whoever you are. I found that picture above pretty funny too. Everything’s funny today. Would it be strange to add his blog to my blogroll??
If Your Just Staring At Your Walls…
You just never knew what wonderful piece of advice you would come across in the mystical woods of Summer Camp Music Festival 2008
“To change one’s life start immediately,do it flamboyantly,no exceptions.”
I took this picture over a year ago but it is exactly how I am feeling right this second. It’s time for some flamboyant changes!! I love this picture. It brings me right back to Illinois. What a wild patch of my life! We traveled 10 hours to see moe., Umphrey’s McGee, Tea Leaf Green, G. Love & Special Sauce, Blind Melon, OAR, U-Melt, late night sessions with Cornmeal.. so much more. We were a family this weekend- me kay shane spanky and matt. The power of positive thinking was working at it’s finest because I got to meet the love of my life this blessed weekend- Trevor Garrod. He is the keyboardist/singer of Tea Leaf Green. And he is incredible. We shook hands through a metal fence and it was the best moment of my life. I will not ever forget what he said…
“I feel like a little kid on a playground making a new friend”
I love that man- he is a musical marvel and vary handsome. Our paths will across again someday and it will be magical! Everything about this weekend was pretty magical! The last night we were there- me and kay were in our usual late night tent- the disco tent – boogying down with a giant blow up monkey. This tent went all night long for those people who refused to go to sleep at a music festival. They had 70s disco music and a huge screen with lights and fantasticness. When we finally pulled ourselves away from the madness and searched for our tent with Shane fast asleep a downpour of (not euphoria) rain violently struck. Suddenly cop cars and their megaphones were everywhere…
“Everyone please evacuate to your vehicles. There is a tornado warning headed this way. Please leave your tents and get to your vehicles right away….”
Can you imagine the panic that we should have been feeling???? It’s a good thing that nothing was able to wipe the grins off our faces at this point. It was an exciting adventure- running through the tents with the rest of the hippies, trying to get to your car before the tornadoes came to suck us up and take us away while deciding what was important enough to bring along!! The 5 of us slept in the car that night. No tornado ever made its way through. Crazy crazy.
We were very happy campers to say the least 
Left to Right: Spanky, Matt, Shane, Kay, & Me
GrOoovin’ SlOowly
Phish - Hampton Comes Alive
Lights are low, the moon is high, and I want to know, Am I the brightest star in the sky??? I ordered that CD today from Amazon and I can not think clearly. I’m excited to get it in the mail via snail. Who doesn’t like to get mail ESP when it’s a PHISH cd. My ipod was STOLEN from me last weekend by a bunch of punk fools right out of my apartment- so now I have reason to update my music selections. The Hampton CD is sickkkk! I will be listening to it and groooovin to it non-stop so… see ya later homework … see ya later concentration! There go my academics I guess. Great.
Phish performing Grind at SPAC on 8/16
Oh yeah and 14 DAYS TILL I SEE PHISH AT THE WACHOVIA CENTER IN PHILLY!!!! Woww.. I can’t wait. I have seen them once before over the summer… ON MY 21ST BIRTHDAY nonetheless. Hands down- best day of my life. Trey has a smile that will melt avalanches into boiling tea kettles on a stove. It was insane. Me and 2 friends drove 3 hours with no tickets to their sold out last concert of their summer tour. My blood was pumping through my body- partly because I was madly hungover from my 21st birthday celebration the night before- but mainly because I had PHISH running through my bones. Everything worked out better then any of us could have dreamt up. When my friend, Kay, got back from Festival 8 she had a great description of Phish…
“They were in my head. Seriously, Phish got inside of my brain and controlled my thoughts and feelings and they were insane and it was indescribable.”
I hear ya Kay. They make you feel powerless and invigorated at the same time. Woww I miss it. Phish is the only band of its kind. No wonder people drop absolutely everything to follow these musical geniuses. They leave behind the unimportant things and take off on one hell of a ride. Then once your head is on straight you’ll think to yourself, ‘my, what a long strange trip its been‘… And you’ll smile.
thank you for the pics, Flickr
It is so important to smile. Its life changing actually. I am learning more and more everyday the power of positivity. Yes- I know there are tons of bad things in the world… but why fixate on them when there is so much to be grateful for. Look around. The world is magnificant and if you think otherwise then you need some help opening your eyes. I swear to you.. we live in a beautiful world!!
The Happy Medium
Are you a health nut who enjoys robust flavors, new and exciting tastes, and delicious zings? Well I am. I TRY to be healthy and exercise often but sometimes advertising gets the best of me. Right now I blame my limited (non-existent is more appropriate) spending funds. Once I am not a poor college student then I will be able to afford the fancy good-for-you type foods instead of my diet that consists mainly of cereal, lots of joe, popcorn, and frank’s hot sauce. Fruits and veggies don’t come cheap ESP organics.
So – I have an ongoing chatroom with my best friends from home through Facebook and we have had it for almost a year now. It’s really pretty great. I mean really really great. There is 8 of us involved in this chatroom and we have been best friends since freshman year of high school when we all met through field hockey. together, we all realized that our love for one another was stronger than our love for the sport. So we played hard – but we laughed harder. Which ultimately ended in us being a disappointing disgrace of a field hockey team. We could never seem to find our happy medium our coach would constantly tell us in between the screaming. But we didn’t care all too much. We had each other.
Top left to bottom right: Beth, Haze, Janelle, Me, Rach, Megan, Goose, Kay
So this morning, in the chatroom, we got on the topic of opening up our own salad restaurant because apparently everyone and their mothers want to drop out of school. I love the idea. I’m the type of person who never watches TV unless it is That 70s Show, Seinfield, or Food Network. Cooking up weird and delicious foods are one of my favorite pastimes. Here are some of my concoctions…
- Apple + Peanut Butter 4 Ever
Sweet- Sizzlin Apple Schruoodles:
InGreds: Apples & Peanut Butter.
Procedure: Cut apples into really small pieces. Careful not to cut yourself. Put them into a microwave-safe mug. Add scoop of peanut butter. Place in microwave for 1 minute. Stir and ENJOY!
Modifications: Add (c)raisins, honey, cinnamon, yogurt, granola, bananas, crushed cereal, ice cream, sprinkles, or whatever your heart desires.
Don't let this monstrosity happen to you..
Spicy- Frank’s Popcorn:
InGreds: Popcorn kernels, vegetable oil, frank’s hot sauce, parmesan cheese.
Procedure: Coat large cooking pot with vegetable oil. Pour popcorn kernels in to cover bottom of pot with no layering. Put on high heat. Cover and wait till they pop. Enjoy the chaos that will take place inside the pot. Once it stops then it’s time for the seasoning. Season to taste. I drench the popcorn in frank’s hot sauce and sprinkle parm cheese.
Modifications: Any combination of the following is incredibly delicious as well: dill, lemon pepper, feta cheese, salt, butter, garlic salt, onion salt, OR for a sweet tooth- nuts, M&Ms, raisins.. be creative!!
So I guess my point to this post is that I have an interest in silly food combinations. I’ve got lots more. But I can’t post them all now ! I will get too hungry. The Happy Medium seems to fit as a title because I always have trouble finding it. This will help people find their happy medium for whatever the situation. Taste and Nutrition, Expensive and Cheap, Satisfying and Good-For-You, Too Much and Too Little… catch my drift?
Dream first live later..
- Intrigue
I was scared but I worked up the courage to walk to the bathroom to face my reflection in the mirror. I have never seen my face contorted the way it was. I had a massive red bump peering out from beneath my skin with a disgusting white cap on the tip that was gawking at me. I went into a state of panic. ‘My head is going to explode’ was the only logical explanation I could think of. It was a matter of minutes before one of my roommates would walk in and find globs of my brain splattered across the mirror, the sink, and the toilet. They would probably be standing in a puddle of blood and skin and wondering why my body was laying on the ground without my head in sight. It was a tragic thought but there was no other possible explanation for the way my face was pulsating.
- Magnificance
Lauren found me lingering in my state of panic in front of the mirror a few moments later and she told me that my little mountain of a friend was gross but that I wasn’t going to die. It was simply a pimple. I tried to pop it, as I would any other pimple, blood ran down my face and the white cap disappeared to make it look less like a monster from the depths of hell. My face was still pounding but knowing that I wasn’t going to die let me retrieve back into my room soundlessly. As soon as I saw the chaotic state I left my bed in I remembered the reason for waking up so abruptly- something happen to me last night in my dreams. Because of the commotion of my morning thus far, my dreams were now far from me and it was a blurry memory that was left behind. I remember being in outer space with an alien spaceship waiting for me nearby. I had a choice but everyone around me was in a state of panic and I just wanted to be at peace.
- ‘The Persistance of Memory’ by Dali
I was late to class because I neglected to remember that Jenn’s computer is an hour behind. Oh well. I was moving slowly anyway. I was walking on the familiar roads but I felt like everything was new to me and I didn’t really care if I was experiencing my day or just moving through the motions. I shouldn’t have been in class anyway, according to the wasp that wouldn’t leave me alone. Halfway through class a wasp decided to wiz past my ear to let me know he was after me. I sat there. The girls sitting on both sides of me screamed and tried to move out of the way. I sat there. The wasp circled my hand, my head, and my delicious smelling coffee mug. I sat there. Finally I made a move to appear as if I were feeling some sort of fear from this lousy excuse for a stinging, honey collecting machine. Block shoed him out the window and continued his class discussion about reality versus the beyond.
Several Circles by Wassily Kandinsky
The wasp was stubborn and decided that he preferred my coffee to the outside world. He flew right back in and darted for my mug. I sat there. This repeated a few times until the idea to shut the window was put into action. Block was jealous of the attention the wasp had got. He was competing with an angry stinging machine I should have told him. He shouldn’t be jealous. We continued the discussion about what is real, what we only think is real, and what are the instances that make a person sound crazy.
Intrigue by James Ensor
That class came and left too quickly for me. I didn’t have a chance to get into it because I was still concentrated on my hectic morning. I had a chance to make up for it during my night class though when more strange things followed me. I headed to class after lounging around the apartment for a few hours. It was getting dark and it was misting, not raining, misting. As I walked on the side of the road with my hood up, a big truck passed me. It passed me quickly, stopped abruptly, than started in reverse in my direction. I walked up to it and a pleasant man stepped out of his Herr’s Chips truck.
“Hey do you need a ride? Want to get out of the rain?’
‘NO!!’ I screamed inside my head, although it probably came out as a quiet and polite ‘No, thank you.’
Now why on earth would he ask me if I wanted a ride? Was he going to offer me chips too? I don’t understand it. Or any part of my day for that matter. I woke up with alien on my mind, my head throbbing which lead me to be late for class. Then- the wasp that bombarded into our classroom wouldn’t leave me alone. He ignored everyone else and only had interest in me. And to top it off- a Herr’s chip truck thought I needed shelter from the storm (that was not occurring). I don’t know if I ever will, or if I will ever want to know what was the meaning of that strange day. Well today is a new day and my head is still attached and unexploded. Things are good and they can only get better.
Who the hell are The Gourds??
Oohh.. that’s right. They do a cover of that awesome Gin & Juice (not the drink) song originally by Snoop Dogg. Despite the title of the video, this song is NOT Phish. I don’t know if Phish has ever covered this song. But if they do, then I would love to hear it because it would probably be sickk. I just feel bad for The Gourds because they don’t seem to get the recognition they deserve. For some reason everyone thinks this is Phish sings this song. So listen to The Gourds and give them the credit they deserve!
Boogie on Reggae Woman
Hmm..
Stevie Wonder himself, the original artist. OR…
…PHISH’s version of this song. I don’t know what it is (yes I do, his smile) but Trey is sexy. I can’t stop watching this video. I hope you all enjoy it as much as I do.
welcome welcome
My name is Jaime and I’d like to see you fall deeply in love.
