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Friday, April 16, 2010

We've Moved...

Don't ask - this gal got inspired and one late night later, *poof* new site. So, won't you come visit us over at Sassy In Stilettos... Kick off the Loubous and stay a while ;)

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Sunday, April 11, 2010

A Night Out Equals Quite The People Watching Experience…

Last night, I headed out to meet up with CK and our friend LM for her birthday soiree.  One of the freestyle artists from back in the day was headlining and I figured I’d hook up with a bunch of friends who told me that they would be in attendance and have some fun.  As a sign of support, I bought a ticket as CK was promoting the event rather than call the artist directly and be put on his guest list.  See, for me to pay for a freestyle show is EXTREMELY rare – I’ve paid my dues, I still consult for PR from time to time and I’m pretty laid back about it.  I’m not  being arrogant, just truthful.

The show was $30 and before you go “Lys, what were you thinking paying $30 for a show where XYZ was performing” and I reasoned it this way:

This $30.00 tix was for open bar, appetizers and parking was free.  Sure it was 30+ min. away but it was CK’s event therefore I’d ALWAYS show my support, regardless. 

Well, when I got there, pretty much out of our group only CK and LM were in attendance.  There was someone else from the show but I didn’t see her.  Other ones that said that they’d be there were no shows.  Really seriously disappointing but I understand that we are in a recession and they had conflicts.  They should have just been upfront about it.

Driving into the club parking lot, I knew this was going to be quite the interesting night as I took in the long parking lot that was quickly filling up.  Parked next to me, it was like a girl from East L.A. moved to the East Coast, totally chola style with the poof hair, the dark lip liner, the overly exaggerated brows and a look that would slit your throat in a heartbeat.  Her boyfriend decided to strip in the parking lot to change his shirt and it was like the premiere episode of the Biggest Loser (and I'm not being mean – just giving you a visual that I was eternally scarred with).  On the walk in, you had 3 drunk boys holding a gallon juice jug and swigging from it as they staggered into the club cat-calling at everyone, including yours truly.  Drunk boys got the sideeye from me and were told “Have a good night munchkins!”.  They got into the club and started fighting with the doorbitch that they REFUSE to pay full price.  Inside the club, as I quickly made my way to the back, I glanced around at the study in ages.  You had the older older crowd that were in the midst of a mid-life crisis, hitting on the young cubs and cubettes.  You had some much older men grinding on women on the dance floor.  You had my generation, some of which still are stuck in the 80s fashion.  You had the wanna be cast members of the Jersey Shore, all about GTL and fist pumping.  There was an explosion of aquanet everywhere and I just was in amazement.  I was praying for Clinton & Stacey to burst into the club and correct the insane amount of fashion horror that was everywhere.

One thing about me and clubs is that I will always feel like I’m working, promoting a record/artist/etc.  and, yes, I did a bit of networking.  However, I can’t stay out as long as I used to and as I was headed back to Manayunk, I wondered if someone watched me back in the day with my crew and thought the same thing about me.  However, I’m comforted in knowing that I at least wouldn’t have seriously offended Clinton & Stacey – and at least I could walk in my stilettos.

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Thursday, April 08, 2010

Marvelling At The Brilliance...

Man, my day has been quite the active one today...

I have been having quite the time getting Sir Wiggy up in the morning for his morning constitutionals. It's a vast difference since when he first lived with me - that boy was up at 5 or 6 a.m. ready to greet the world. Come 7:30 I'm shaking him awake gently and he's looking at me with that vacant glare like "Momma, puleaze - I iz seeps!" At 7:45, I'm shaking him again and his reply - he rolls over. At 8:00, that's it - he's got 10 minutes to run outside and pee or I am late for work. He gets up begrudgingly like how dare I wake the king from his slumber and trots out to the living room to see where the cat is. Then he remembers "OH Door is at end of hall." and he slooooooowly trots down to the doorway while I'm walking behind him going "Wiggy - you are dilly-dallying - MOVE IT!" My neighbors must think I'm nuckin' futz, I swear.

So this morning was yet another round of "Wiggy Wake Up!" and it set me behind on my schedule a bit. Fine, no Starbucks drive by would be possible as I grabbed a diet coke for the road. As I'm heading to the 9to5, my GPS tells me there is a back road that will shave 15 min. off my commute. GREAT! Not only would I be early, but that also would mean that I don't have to deal with the senile Conshohocken police officer and his sidekick dopey crossing guard who hold up traffic without fail every. single. day. [The two stooges only let one car at a time through the intersection (and it's a two lane highway - figure Car A waits while Car B goes - then the cop lets a ton of cars out from the cross street and then Car A can go while Car C has to wait - it's a NIGHTMARE) as Officer Dipstick marches through traffic looking in cars for seatbelt. offenders].

I take the shortcut and am movin' right along - 10 min. down the road, I see this HUGE sign looming in front of me that says "ROAD CLOSED."


So I make a u-turn and head back up the huge street to the main road and thankfully there was another back way in. However, still I was way behind schedule. *UGH!* "Brilliance, Lys, Sheer Friggin' Brilliance!" I griped as I mentally slapped myself upside the head ala Gibbs from NCIS.

Cutting to lunch hour, I had to run to the King of Prussia mall to Borders to pick up an updated AP Stylebook and got there in record time. YAY! I figured things were turning my way - until I decide in yet another fit of brilliance that I'd grab a coffee from Starbucks down the hall instead of going through McD's drive through when I got back near the office. That would be a wonderful plan if only the Barista knew how to multi-task. The man had 4 coffee orders and could only methodically mix one at a time while ogling some mall rat girls (Don't they have school?!?!). Well, 15 min. later for my venti iced non-fat caramel macchiato, I had to run like the wind to get into Borders and grab the book which was buried in the vast back of the store and race back to the car. UGH! Again with another mental slap to the head as I hightailed it back to work.

Seriously, these ideas of brilliant time saving have to stop or I just need the Rabbit from Alice in Wonderland to keep me on schedule.

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