Well crap on a cracker....

The Hubs and I had tix to go to CAKE at the Crystal Ballroom in Portland tonight....but shitty weather, a state of emergency and road closures prevented us from getting there. I'm SO BUMMED right now. Karma will be good to me, though...I left the tickets(via a lost ticket voucher)at will call for a deserving Cake fan from Craigslist...he is picking them up at no cost to him....that was our only option this late for the tickets to be used. I hope he has a great time. SO BUMMED right now.

Its been almost a year....

Since I started roller derby....
AND
We're FINALLY having OUR FIRST BOUT!!! An exhibition interleague bout...I was picked for the RED team. RED....Like the blood we will spill. We are bouting the PURPLE team. PURPLE....Like the bruises we give them.

Finally. After almost a year of grueling practices....injuries....new and wonderful derby friends.....fundraiser after fundraiser....appearances in parades....write ups in the papers....Finally.

We have one last fundraiser before the bout....



THEN



I'm uber excited!! Giddy, even.

SIFF this weekend!!!

As some of you know, Blaine was involved in the making of Girls Rock!, a documentary about Rock'N'Roll Camp For Girls. Well, the film has come full circle, from her interviews, her refusal to be followed at camp, a major shake up with the camp's board of directors, a subsequent camp experience, and the final film cut, to The Seattle International Film Festival premier this Friday night. Two years has flown right by!

Apparently, Blaine is not in it very much. Her shyness and refusal to be followed at camp, lead to only a tiny bit of her footage being used and included in the movie. But one of her songs is featured! I'm pretty sure that Blaine's Tourette's is the reason she so steadfastly refused to be followed at camp...although she never seemed bothered by it before, I think having every single sound she uttered taped was a little more than she could handle. But the film was not meant to be about Blaine anyway...its about the tremendous power of RRC4G....what the experience of rock camp gives to every girl that attends. It is a definite MUST SEE!

If you live in the Seattle area, go check it out!

There are two screenings of the film, both at the Harvard Exit Theater...one Friday night and one Sunday. On Saturday afternoon, there will be a benefit for RRC4G at Chop Suey on Capitol Hill.

3K!!

Our first benefit was a success!

The bands were awesome...even more so, because they did the gig for nothing! I think Neutralboy and Season Of Nightmares are definitely on my list of favorites now. Not just because they rock, but because they are super cool and were very generous to give up a lucrative weekend night to help us out.

The spanking and kissing booth was a huge hit. Although nobody really wanted to kiss the girls....they wanted them to kiss each other. Buttons were given out to those who made donations for the booth. There was a choice of button, depending upon what you had paid for...

"Spanks A Lot!" & "S.W.A.K."(think 8th grade)

The group date auction was wild, with more money generated from the black market sale of dates after the actual auction had ended...."I'll donate an extra hundred bucks, if you trade dates with so & so"... Many of the girls were "won", then promtly put up again by the winning bidder...it was really hilarious.

The night, although a revenue boom for the league, was, personally, a shitty night. Hubs got shitaced drunk, then got pissed at me for what he perceived as neglectful behavior on my part. I was busy running the merch table and noticing that it appeared to be boring him, so I suggested that he go mingle(there were plenty of people there he knew). He took it as though I was trying to get rid of him and he said some loud, drunken, hurtful things. I'm still pissed at him. He hurt my feelings,embarrassed me, and was generally acting like a dick. I hadn't realized that he had drank so much or that the drinks were so strong, because I had only been drinking Skinny Roy Rogers (Diet Coke & grenadine)all night.

He left for work this morning, hung over and out of sorts from the time change. I hope his temples throb all day long.