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The Future Mr. Scotch & myself have been trying to find a good wedding song for our first dance as husband and wife. Well, that's a simplification. He said he has no opinion, but vetoed my choice, which was Little Red Corvette by Prince. Now, I haven't been to many weddings, but the ones I have attended have featured a LAME first dance song. I want something that's funky, soulful, and romantic. Any and all suggestions will be considered. We have 35 days left and I'm getting really antsy to pick one. Keep in mind, the first dance will take place at an outdoor luau here:

Alternately, if you agree with me that Little Red Corvette is an AWESOME first song, please post that sentiment here and perhaps my man friend can be convinced.

My student loan provider is terrified. I made a huge double payment yesterday and I thought it was going to crash the site. Every step of the way, a message popped up asking, "Are you SURE?" "Really? YOU REALLY WANT TO DO THIS???" Four times, in fact. Once the payment was finally submitted, I received a scary looking email from them that looked like the kind of thing you get from your bank when there is a suspicious charge on your account. Clearly, they were hoping I would continue to pay the minimum until my scheduled last payment - May 17, 2020.

Yeah. That's right Sallie Mae, you better be scared, BEYOTCH.

Pure Chaos

Yesterday, I was invited to the Williams-Sonoma sample sale by a former coworker. Once a year, WS/Pottery Barn/West Elm employees are allowed to bring one guest, and being chosen is a pretty cutthroat operation. I was picked by my sympathetic friend, who recognized that as a person soon-to-be married, I needed some fancy creature comforts to make a home.

For this event, 45 truckloads of merchandise were brought into the Cow Palace and placed on tables throughout. A lottery was held and each of the 1,100 participants were assigned a number. We drew #791, which was kind of a bummer, but I still took home two HUGE bags of stuff I couldn't carry unassisted, a large mirror, and a chair. Amongst my bounty: lots of Apilco porcelain, Reidel glasses, two duvets, Egyptian cotton pillow cases, colorful cereal bowls, candles, jewelry organizers, and several vases. Amongst the rejects - a large, white curtain that wasn't wide enough for the guest room and a mirror with a faux twig frame that we couldn't find a place for.

This morning, as I sipped my coffee from fine porcelain, snuggled under comfy bedding with my fiance & dog; I felt like a real, soon-to-be married adult. It felt luxurious and wonderful to have stuff. Comfy stuff. New stuff. Girly stuff, that I like. Having moved at least once-a-year for the past 10 years, I shed all my creature comforts, and I will likely have to do it again. But for now, it feels really good to be home.

A few moments ago I was standing in Jamba Juice, cradling a cell phone to my ear, ordering a double shot of wheatgrass, while drinking a tall latte, attempting to pay for my $2.18 purchase with a charge card, and wearing a black power suit w/ high heels.

If I saw myself, 10 years ago, I would shoot me in the face for the good of humanity.

I know, you've got them all already, but you might like to own them twice...

This IAC player has all the tracks from my album 'The sentence that I serve' (that's a line from my song 'Fridge says', for the uninitiated). It, they, and several others can be purchased at IAC, CDBaby, iTunes... phew... even Woolworth's have several hidden in with their Pick 'n' Mix for a few lucky punters.

Thanks again
Al

Thank you, California Supreme Court, for finally making this right.  

Hi

I just remixed this. Big deal you say. Yeah, OK, in the grand scheme of things... tis nothing, a mere trifle...lasts 60 seconds so I'm not asking much.

Sixty-second song 2008

Al Stravinsky

Thanks for calling in.
Al

Have you seen Papi Chulo lately? He's lookin' good! I mean, obviously, he always looks good...but even more so than usual.

Hmmm...that is one fine piece...

I love that dude. Here's a shout-out for you, baby:

I need some advice from you guys, and possibly a small favor. I have an interview next week at a multi-billion dollar corporation, for which I need to procure an amazing business suit. I have less than $100 in my checking to spend on this outfit, and I need one black jacket, black pants, and a tailored white shirt. Any thoughts on how my broke ass can make this work? Do I have any kindly Vox neighbors in the Bay Area who would loan me some clothes? I have plenty of office clothes, none of which are worthy of this interview/position.

Oh yeah, and I don't have a credit card.

HELP!!!