Tuesday, July 05, 2005
A Day in the Life: or Why Lost Bird is Leaving Faremount
Faremount. The following is a description of a day in the life of Lost Bird recorded from 2nd of July 2005 to 3rd of July 2005.
Saturday:
10am: awake. Lawn mowed.
12:30pm: Lunch at Bubway with Suzanne Spinner and kids. Then, out for a nice drive around town.
2:30pm: Off to the Faremount Aquatic Park with kids. Met Spamela Spinner there.
3:40pm: Left Suzanne, kids and Spam there to set up and sound check with Down Tyme at the Sir Loin House. Hand stamped so I can return to park.
5pm: Ran through "Dream a Little Dream of Me" about 6,000 times until drummer was happy with it.
5:30pm: Back to Aquatic Park. Everyone went home.
5:40pm: Home. Supper with the family. Laid in bed with girlfriend for awhile.
7:20pm: Sir Loin House. Vodka Sour and a cigarette.
7:50pm: Call from Suzanne. Her car ignition won't shut off. Battery drained and dead. Bass player's wife goes out to jump start her car.
8pm: Band starts.
9pm: Captian Cokes now. Suzanne finally arrives, her sister drops her off. Bananna, the oldest is freaking out and calling thorughout the night. Having panic attacks.
10pm: See friend "Sparky" sitting alone. Sit him next to Suzanne so they have someone to talk to.
12am: Band is done. Clean up. Bananna calls again and talks with me and Suzanne.
12:30am: Clean up done. Suzanne wants to continue partying so we get Sparky and Blarnie to come with us to Doogin's in Wellcum, they're open til 2am.
1am: Doogin's. Mean game of Foosball insues. Then 8 ball.
2am: Bar closes and we go home. We decide to let Sparky crash at our place and have a bonfire.
2:30am: Burning chair and drinking cheap rum and cokes. Suzanne goes to bed.
3:15am: I turn in, Sparky turns in.
6am: Dizzy our dog starts howling like a banshee. Then a tap on the bedroom door, "Lost Bird, I need some help, dude."
I go out and Sparky is laying in the hallway with laceration on head and penis out of zipper. There is blood all over the floor in the hall, bathroom and Bananna's bedroom. He says he went to take a piss and passed out. He won't go to the ER because he informs me he's on "zero-tolerance" parole and if he gets busted drinking he'll go to prison for another 10 years. Also, informs me that he's diabetic and his blood sugar is real low and doesn't know where his kit is.
He has me call Blarnie. She comes over and takes him home. The entire time he keeps saying, "Yeah, dude, I'm taking a piss and 'boom boom out go the lights'!"
7:45am: Sleepy time.
11:30am: Bananna calls. Ready to be picked up. We awake and head to Brewman to pick her up.
3pm: I tell Suzanne to get a nap in, and that I will take the girls to the park with the dog.
3:30pm: Seemore Crack Park. The kid's and I have a blast. Take the dog swimming and check out the new trails there.
4:50pm: We wrap things up and decide to head home. Put the dog in the back of my truck.
5pm: Girl's scream as dog jumps out of truck and skips off the road like a flat stone on a pond.
The dog, still alive, starts chewing up my hand as I try to pick her up. Bannanna jumps out of the truck into traffic screaming and crying. Then a car load of morons pulls up and starts yelling at me because I put a puppy in the back of my truck. I punch their hood and scream back at them and leave.
Tried to get ahold of someone at Faremount Vet Hospital. No one answers the door. Drop kids off at home with their mom and then went to Sheerburn to vet in country. Says Dizzy needs pins in her leg and will cost $500.
Saturday:
10am: awake. Lawn mowed.
12:30pm: Lunch at Bubway with Suzanne Spinner and kids. Then, out for a nice drive around town.
2:30pm: Off to the Faremount Aquatic Park with kids. Met Spamela Spinner there.
3:40pm: Left Suzanne, kids and Spam there to set up and sound check with Down Tyme at the Sir Loin House. Hand stamped so I can return to park.
5pm: Ran through "Dream a Little Dream of Me" about 6,000 times until drummer was happy with it.
5:30pm: Back to Aquatic Park. Everyone went home.
5:40pm: Home. Supper with the family. Laid in bed with girlfriend for awhile.
7:20pm: Sir Loin House. Vodka Sour and a cigarette.
7:50pm: Call from Suzanne. Her car ignition won't shut off. Battery drained and dead. Bass player's wife goes out to jump start her car.
8pm: Band starts.
9pm: Captian Cokes now. Suzanne finally arrives, her sister drops her off. Bananna, the oldest is freaking out and calling thorughout the night. Having panic attacks.
10pm: See friend "Sparky" sitting alone. Sit him next to Suzanne so they have someone to talk to.
12am: Band is done. Clean up. Bananna calls again and talks with me and Suzanne.
12:30am: Clean up done. Suzanne wants to continue partying so we get Sparky and Blarnie to come with us to Doogin's in Wellcum, they're open til 2am.
1am: Doogin's. Mean game of Foosball insues. Then 8 ball.
2am: Bar closes and we go home. We decide to let Sparky crash at our place and have a bonfire.
2:30am: Burning chair and drinking cheap rum and cokes. Suzanne goes to bed.
3:15am: I turn in, Sparky turns in.
6am: Dizzy our dog starts howling like a banshee. Then a tap on the bedroom door, "Lost Bird, I need some help, dude."
I go out and Sparky is laying in the hallway with laceration on head and penis out of zipper. There is blood all over the floor in the hall, bathroom and Bananna's bedroom. He says he went to take a piss and passed out. He won't go to the ER because he informs me he's on "zero-tolerance" parole and if he gets busted drinking he'll go to prison for another 10 years. Also, informs me that he's diabetic and his blood sugar is real low and doesn't know where his kit is.
He has me call Blarnie. She comes over and takes him home. The entire time he keeps saying, "Yeah, dude, I'm taking a piss and 'boom boom out go the lights'!"
7:45am: Sleepy time.
11:30am: Bananna calls. Ready to be picked up. We awake and head to Brewman to pick her up.
3pm: I tell Suzanne to get a nap in, and that I will take the girls to the park with the dog.
3:30pm: Seemore Crack Park. The kid's and I have a blast. Take the dog swimming and check out the new trails there.
4:50pm: We wrap things up and decide to head home. Put the dog in the back of my truck.
5pm: Girl's scream as dog jumps out of truck and skips off the road like a flat stone on a pond.
The dog, still alive, starts chewing up my hand as I try to pick her up. Bannanna jumps out of the truck into traffic screaming and crying. Then a car load of morons pulls up and starts yelling at me because I put a puppy in the back of my truck. I punch their hood and scream back at them and leave.
Tried to get ahold of someone at Faremount Vet Hospital. No one answers the door. Drop kids off at home with their mom and then went to Sheerburn to vet in country. Says Dizzy needs pins in her leg and will cost $500.
