Andrea Coller's Blog
well, it is a rainy, rainy, rainy, RAINY monday here in the happy valley. i wore my crazy pink paisley galoshes to work here at pace, and believe you me, i actually needed them. if it were colder, we'd be having the blizzard of the century. thank the good lord that it's not that cold.
speaking of which, i am hoping that the snow we had last week was, as they call it where i grew up, the "onion snow." onion snow meaning that it's the last storm of the season, and the farmers, therefore, can plant their onions. do they call it that everywhere? i wonder...
so my stem cells had a FANTABULOUS birthday on friday. thank you to everyone who came out to my show/packard's, and/or wished me well in general. it was one of those crazy days at work, such that i didn't get a lunch break, and by the time i got out of work, i had decided that it was too soon to showtime to eat. so my recollection of sound check/ my set is spotty at best. however, i do recall debuting "monday night snow angel" with NO mistakes, a mere 48 hours after it fully came into existence, and tons of friends showing up and having fabulous fun. after my set, i devoured a bowl of peanut noodles and a sam adams, the sam adams arriving in my stomach first, and leaving me feeling happy happy for the rest of the night. i watched the kennedys set, and they were awesome as usual. plus, they were big sweethearts and told the audience to buy my cds (which some did!) and dedicated "dharma cafe" to me, because i am the open mic host. they were also very kind and complimented me on my performance, telling me that i could open for them anytime. yay for that.
and yay for the rebirth of my stem cells. funny thing is, i haven't had my cat scan yet. i will get that a week from tuesday, and that's when we'll learn that everything is clear. hopefully. yeah.
so after the show, joe and juliette and meredith and dave and sonia and josh and ella and zack and kevin and i(to drop a few names)adjourned to packard's to celebrate further. let me tell you, nothing says 'happy stem cell birthday' like a texas burger and chili nachos. our new favorite waitress brought me a brownie sundae with candles in it, and i blew them out, and made a wish. but i can't tell you what it was. just that it had something to do with hoping i'd always be surrounded by such wonderful people. :)
thanks again to all of my wonderful friends for all of their amazing support. y'all rule hardcore.
so it was brought to my attention that i neglected to say clearly, the date, time, and location of my show/ stem cells' first brithday party.
Friday, March 25. 8PM. Opening for the Kennedys. Watching the Kennedys. Partying afterward.
PACE.also, i have some novel exerpts posted on the
writing it up in the garden blog. mine are the ones that are posted by nerissa, and called "the boneyard romance", and "gone for a day." there's also some way brilliant poetry up there by m. biegner.
must get going to work now... i promise more later!!
so i promise that there will be more details of my less than fabulous adventures in life sometime in the next couple of days, but for now:
COME TO MY STEM CELLS' FIRST BIRTHDAY PARTY SPECTACULAR!
relevant details: PACE in Easthampton, (www.pioneerarts.org, 413-527-3700), opening for the Kennedys, watching the Kennedys, then going to Packard's and getting trashed!
be there.
well, folks, i am in love. yes, love.
"andrea? in love?" you ask.
"yes," i say.
"holy crap! who is he?" you ask.
"it's not a he," i say.
"ah, i always suspected... who is she?" you ask.
"she's my iPod shuffle," i say.
and then you mutter a few words about how you didn't _really_ think i was gay, and there's some uncomfortable laughter, followed by me showing you my cute little iPod. i think her name is shirley. anyways.
for once, it is not snowing or threatening snow. the forecast for this week so far looks mostly sunny, or at the very least partly cloudy. i will take partly cloudy any day, compared to the crap we've been having to deal with lately.
meredith and i are auditioning, essentially, this evening at open mic to play at someone's wedding. it will be fun to learn some songs that aren't our own, bitter, unrequited love songs. come on down to pace to see us if you have the evening free. a good time will be had by all. or at least some of us.
guess what, folks?? it's NOT snowing. for the moment. we're expecting a bunch later this week. in like a lion, out like a lamb. that's what they say, anyways. so i have hope that by my stem cells' first birthday party, it will be all warm and yummy outside. or, at least, the weather will cut it out, with all of the effing snow.
last night, i was literally too tired to move, for the first time since the whole chemo deal. it was my day off after a six day work week, which i hope to not have to do again for a very, very long time. and i woke up at the asscrack of dawn for no reason. by five o'clock p.m., i realized that i hadn't eaten anything since the yogurt i had before work on saurday morning. and that _never_ happens. so i headed to the quiznos, where i got a nice steak sub and diet mountain dew. boy, was that the best thing i ever tasted. (actually, i think the best thing i've ever eaten was a couple weeks ago at spoleto, where i got this chicken stuffed with goat cheese with some fruity chutney. aw, hell yeah...) so after that, i went back to my apartment and crashed on the sofa.
without even thinking about it, i watched three reality shows; the premiere of "the starlet," which was as bad as it sounds, "family plots," which i've loved for a long time (follows a family that runs a funeral home), and a new a&e show called "intervention." it follows two addicts and their families through the intervention process. it was heartbreaking and life-affirming all at once. not so bad. but i hear next week's episodeis about shopping addiction. d'oh. won't be watching that one.
next week is looking brighter. i'm attending another of nerissa nields' brilliant writing workshops at the end of the week, and my wonderful friend nichole is coming down to visit. josh is doing some visiting too. it'll be big 'ole party at casa andrea.
it has turned into a beautiful day outside. enjoy it while you can, new england.
guess what, folks?? it's NOT snowing. for the moment. we're expecting a bunch later this week. in like a lion, out like a lamb. that's what they say, anyways. so i have hope that by my stem cells' first birthday party, it will be all warm and yummy outside. or, at least, the weather will cut it out, with all of the effing snow.
last night, i was literally too tired to move, for the first time since the whole chemo deal. it was my day off after a six day work week, which i hope to not have to do again for a very, very long time. and i woke up at the asscrack of dawn for no reason. by five o'clock p.m., i realized that i hadn't eaten anything since the yogurt i had before work on saurday morning. and that _never_ happens. so i headed to the quiznos, where i got a nice steak sub and diet mountain dew. boy, was that the best thing i ever tasted. (actually, i think the best thing i've ever eaten was a couple weeks ago at spoleto, where i got this chicken stuffed with goat cheese with some fruity chutney. aw, hell yeah...) so after that, i went back to my apartment and crashed on the sofa.
without even thinking about it, i watched three reality shows; the premiere of "the starlet," which was as bad as it sounds, "family plots," which i've loved for a long time (follows a family that runs a funeral home), and a new a&e show called "intervention." it follows two addicts and their families through the intervention process. it was heartbreaking and life-affirming all at once. not so bad. but i hear next week's episodeis about shopping addiction. d'oh. won't be watching that one.
next week is looking brighter. i'm attending another of nerissa nields' brilliant writing workshops at the end of the week, and my wonderful friend nichole is coming down to visit. josh is doing some visiting too. it'll be big 'ole party at casa andrea.
it has turned into a beautiful day outside. enjoy it while you can, new england.
