A week ago, we went on a pilgramage to Wally World for groceries and candles and cut flowers. We hate the place, but where else can you get Budget Gourment Three-Cheese Lasagne for two-for-two-dollars? Lately we’ve been going there weekly and they keep moving the candle section. Fortunately, gooey can sniff it out.

Overcome by the Spirit of Easter, goo picked up a bag of pretty pastel M&M’s. We put them in a candy dish in the kitchen. There are no green ones. This may disprove the commonly held belief - or not, but that’s irrelevant.

That weekend, our dear friend Venturi came for a visit. The dish shocked him. He said, “You girls don’t have a pastel bone in your bodies.” Ouch! Um, what exactly does that mean?

Pastels have a bad name. I blame Martha Stewart. (But then, I blame Martha for a lot of things. She’s recently redeemed herself by moving into a Deco house, but I figure she’s got enough publicity without my help. You’re on your own, MS.)

Actually, I think I understand what Venturi was saying, and I think I agree. Pastels are half-colors, pale, uncertain. Your gals don’t want to be that. We’d rather be technicolor, or, given a choice, black and white.

Purple hearts, yellow moons, pink stars and green clovers to you,
gooey & Mishi

Recently, I was in a discount store at 81st and Lewis, across from ORU, and this young, innocent young lady, who had a single rose sticking out of her plastic bag, stood against the ice machine and was talking to “someone”…she would laugh and panic, and at one point she said, with her hand to her head, “I’ve been losing it all day.”

What freedom, to “lose it”, and to just let it go, when you feel it. Not to care who’s around, or, your most comfortable person is near you. “Someone.” The panic in that almost made her cry. Then she would laugh and talk to “someone”. She walked over to a case of cell phones. She was telling “someone” how beautiful they were, but how hard it would be to pick a number, shaking her head and saying, “Exactly.”

I don’t know why I shared this, but I guess I am feeling blessed and somber about humanity. I wish we could, as humans, not be so frightened, self-absorbed, stubborn, non-understanding, and see we all have some sort of hang-ups. And some of us do hear voices, and well, some are healthy and normal - which I have. People talk to themselves all the time, right?

People ignored her. I even mentioned to the checkout clerk, and she acted like, “ho hum.” But did I do anything more? No. I was one of those humans listed above, and, well, I guess it was time for, maybe, I don’t know…listen to the voices inside, more. After all, it would be hard to pick your own number.

It isn’t easy re-heating pizza when you’ve got no microwave and you haven’t figured out how to light the pilot on your kickin’ O’Keefe and Merritt oven. But, believe it or not, the stove-top method does work. It’s slow, but it works.

Sometimes, all you can do is be patient. You light the fire, and then you wait. You want to flip that damned piece of pizza over and melt that cheese, but you know if you do, you’ll just end up with burnt, smelly cheese. So you wait. You let the crust heat through. You go surf the web. Then you hear the sizzle and you know, it’s time. Your pizza awaits, all full of love. (Everybody’s gotta have love on their pizza!)

The new Cherrymagic Headquarters doesn’t have much in the way of furniture, or food, or, like, anything - but’s it’s got love, brothas and sistas. It’s got hope, faith, and charity (just witness the way we give away our beer)…and on any given day, there’s leftover pizza in the fridge and a bowl to be shared. Let’s light a fire and see what happens.

South by Southwest Music Festival, March, 2000
So…much has happened in my life…Hello Cherry Ones…gooey has been just a movin and a shakin all over Tulsa and Austin…Where do I start…Valentines Day WOW…my baby loves me and that’s all that matters…that matters…and well the New Cherrymagic “Head”quarters has been blessed and spanked…this weekend of love was a blast of xcitement starting when Chris surprised me on Friday night …i thought he was coming in on Saturday morning and well he and Mishi and the Rodman managed to help in the plan. Baxter’s Interurban will remember that night for a long time…he made “Angel food” for me….what an amazing CD…no one has ever done anything this grand for me EVER the weekend was to die for………then it was a long long long wait until March 15th @ 11:41am when I was in the loving arms of my man ……. Austin during SXSW Music Fest is a hoot…climbing on planes with musicians carrying their instruments and signs at the airport that read “So and So” with Columbia, Sony, BMG, EMI, Hollywood, Capital, Atlantic…and so on that you just watch and smile at them as you pass in a love haze…Being with Chris is like he is the side of the magnet that pulls you to it and he holds me so close and tight and safely and securely and completely and and and well you get the point…we went to see Vallejo at Antones on 5th Street and the Oklahoma City based “Nixons” were to play after them ……the bar was packed but we managed to get beers anyway…………then this unknown Austin based band took stage and was I impressed ……ZING they are hot ……::::Hold up::::::if you get a chance to book or see this band GO GO GO GO GO FUCK GO………they are awesome musicians and a great show Lots of Energy

So we left after Vallejo and went home to make sweet love……………oh anyway

The next band we saw was Our very own, Tulsa Based Love Groove, the Full Flava Kings took stage at a funky little bar called Top of the Marc…It was on top of Katz’s Restaurant opened 24-7…and well psychedelic drugs and family life don’t mix…so we managed to run like hell out of that place and just enjoyed the clean Austin Air…(S)…this bar is a flight of stairs right up to the a very impressive night club! They have a stage and it faces out to the doors that open up to the roof and you can sit out there and enjoy good music and PARTY….Chris and I sat and watched all the people pour inside to get closer to the “Kings”. Charlie was thumpin the bass and was so hot on the vocals while as always Brian was tickling the ivories, Dave Kelly was so on with his Guitar and the Drummer for this band is just awesome and the X-Phat Thumb Guitarist (got to get to know the other two guys better)…any ways…this bar in Austin was just another lovely addition to the perfect week of my life! We sat there and listened while Charlie sang his funky songs all full up with the LOVE …we sat there and just melted into a feel of euphoria and relaxed we were not in a public kinda mood…as Charlie and the gang sang it was “Just Between You and Me”…Great Song Guys!!!!!!!!!

We went home and Dan was there….Dan is Chris’s roomie and he is one hell of a guy!

NOTE: ALL the Girlies…he is single and a hottie! He has the gooey and Mishi seal of approval now do you?

We played a dice game called farkle “have you played?” and well teach a guy a new trick and he plays better than you…GO Figure (wink), …so Chris won! OK………….then we went to bed……..

The next day was emotional and very woven…it was an awareness day and if you have EVER found or even dream of SoulMates you know what happened and it was good to remember and feel…That’s all you guys get for this day because it is a very personal time and well as I learned a few weeks ago you just don’t write about EVERYthing and well ::::::::::::::I do so very much apologize to you friend…I didn’t mean to hurt you or our friendship!:::::::::::::::so that being said I will move on.

The Red Elvises were Playing at this little cantina and they ROCKED…it so good to see a band with such a following and they are not heard nationally…it was so good to see them outside of Tulsa and it was good to see them…to watch this band make an impression with the masses on such a level…to see everyone around the world sing “Gypsy Heart”, and “Belly Dance”, and “Rocketman”…and and and well we had dinner in the cantina and some beers and well …it was Almost Heaven…it was Sunday night after a wonderful energetic day relaxing on the couch and talking….

Monday came and went toooooooooofast…but I did get see my new “best friend” Jeff again NOTE: Girlies he is single tooooooooo …… Austin has HOTTIES I TELL YOU and I got to meet Fred and Nina and they are wonderfully sweet and blessed people…we sat on the roof after Fred made a wonderful dinner and had an after dinner “smoke”.

Chris took Tuesday off to be with me before I left…we had a wonderful morning and…”American Pie” is art…if you disagree E-me…your hear me E-ME…ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

Well Chris cuts his finger at the last minute, it was very very deep and well I had to gain my head fast cuz it was really bad… and I felt like I CAN NOT LEAVE HIM BLEEDING! I had like 2 hours before my plane left and I am not leaving….”in best Sims voice”…uuuuuhhhhhhhhh huhuhuhuhhhh…..UH HUH!…………(Flailing arms in negative manner!)…but I got the bleeding to stop….and well the next flight was booked and well ticketless travel …so I had to tell the ONE so long for now and head back to Tulsa where I do not feel the same about……..Do Not Get me wrong….i love Tulsa but it just doesn’t feel the same…since I have been back I have seen 311…..They Partied hard on stage with the rhythm and I swear it was just not fulfilling with out Chris…and saw the Full Flavor Kings but well I was too drunk to dance well….sorry guys…but it was because the last time I heard “Just Between You and ME” I was in a different mood and and and it made me feel alone…I have had to cope and well it has not been easy feeling like I am wasting time but when you almost lose your Brother (in Law….what the hell does that mean anyway?) Because of a subarachnoid cerebral hemorrhage you realize time can not be made up and it can not be pushed and it can not always be on your side…but waiting is.