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tutus and sweater pants.

Posted by jessica on Oct 28, 2011 with 4 Comments
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“Is that what you wore to the theater?” my friend Dann asked me as I greeted him in my duck boots, tall socks, tank, and–oh yeah, a black tutu.

“No,” I said, laughing.

“Well, I wouldn’t be surprised,” he said, laughing, too now.

See, the head of wardrobe was graciously offering to sew some hooks and eyes on the tutu that I am wearing for Halloween, which is why I had to wear it for a little bit at the theater tonight.

But that’s not why I had to wear it at a bar tonight.

I didn’t.

Have to wear it, I mean.

Except that my friend’s friend saw the tutu and asked me to put it on–and then everyone was asking me to put it on–so I slipped it on over my sweater pants, see, and then we did a couple of lifts in a small bar in Media at around one am.

Not so bad for a Thursday night, I guess.

And about the sweater pants I was wearing. At one point, the bar tender came right up to me and said that my pants look like pajama bottoms. Now, there’s nothing wrong with pajama bottoms, and if you’re in the right place at the right time–say, in the comfort and privacy of your own home at bedtime, then there’s just about everything right with pajama bottoms–but I really love my sweater pants, and they are NOT. PAJAMA. BOTTOMS. So I simply said, “Okay. They’re not,” with the kind of inflection that puts a period right on the end of the sentence, leaving no invitation for further discussion on the matter.

And about the tutu. No, I hadn’t actually had a drop of alcohol, if that’s what you’re thinking. I have been told before that I don’t really need alcohol–I still haven’t figured out if that’s a compliment or not.

Right, so that happened.

oh, it’s monsoon season.

Posted by jessica on Aug 15, 2011 with No Comments
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I am not sure that you are aware of this, but it is apparently monsoon season in New York City.

Also known as: JESSICA, DON’T FORGET YOUR UMBRELLA AGAIN! SEASON.

Also known as: IS THERE ANYTHING WORSE THAN WET SOCKS? SEASON.

And yes, there is something worse than wet socks. But just one thing, really: socks that slip under your heels while you’re walking. Oh, just thinking about it makes me feel deeply uncomfortable. I’ve been known to flat-out throw away the aforementioned offending socks and buy a brand new pair while mid-errand.

And if you’ve ever experienced sock-slippage, then I think that you really cannot blame me at all.

But the sky has been downright torrential these last few days. Like the earth has been crying for water! so much now that the sky has gotten a suspicious gleam in its eye as it shows just how much water it can pour down when it wants to.

“Be careful what you ask for, cause you just might get it,” the Sky says to the Earth, shutting it right up. But only until Earth realizes that the Sky just quoted a Pussycat Dolls song and so the Earth starts to laugh. And there is nothing subtle about the Earth laughing. It’s mountains moving powerful. It’s tectonic plates jumping powerful.

So yeah, the Sky notices.

And then the Sky rains harder cause now it’s mad that the Earth is making fun of it (and a little embarrassed to be caught quoting the Pussycat Dolls, truth be told), and here I am: standing in wet socks and feeling like none of this is really my fault at all.

Such is life sometimes, friends; such is life.

We clean up messes we did not make; this is unfair.

And yet, others sometimes clean up the messes that we did make; this is also unfair.

And life is messy.

And sometimes you get wet. Really, really wet.

But you figure out how to wrap your ukelele in plastic so as to keep it safe and you figure out how to jump over the puddles and you realize a brand new connection with all the other people on the subway who also look like drowned rats (though they were smart enough not to wear a white dress, you notice with more than an ounce of chagrin) and you revel in being human and feeling and the fact that we all get wet sometimes and then we all get dry and you wouldn’t really have it any other way because if something was one way all the time then life would be boring.

And life is many, many things, but boring?

Well, never; never boring at all.

But anyway, happy monsoon season, guys.

Go out and celebrate by getting yourself a nice pair of rain boots.

somethin’ ain’t right.

Posted by jessica on Jul 17, 2011 with 6 Comments
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I get home today. To my Pennsylvania home, I mean. I’m sorry–domicile. My Pennsylvania domicile. Huh? Exactly. See, the other day I was talking to my pop. About New York. About how much I love it there. About what I eat when I’m there. Yes, he’s the kind who asks about all that kind of [...]

one of these days…

Posted by jessica on Jan 28, 2011 with 16 Comments
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Tonight, after our gig at the Tritone, I had two different strangers assume that two other people were in love with me. Score times two. Except that in both cases, no dice. Actually, one man shuffled by my wonderful and handsome friend John and I while we were talking on the sidewalk and told John [...]

lots.

Posted by jessica on Nov 28, 2010 with 4 Comments
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Tonight I washed a lot of windows at my church. And I cannot figure out which was my favorite part of washing all those windows: the funny conversations I had with two people who were helping me, or the part when I was washing by myself and belting out The Star Spangled Banner. I pretended [...]

ladies night out(almost).

Posted by jessica on Oct 10, 2010 with 9 Comments
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“Ladies night out, guys!” I announced, as Darby and I were about to leave tonight. “No, it’s not,” Ollie immediately disagreed. “Oh,” I said, “Why not?” Looking at me like I had taken momentarily leave of my senses, he said, “Cause Googie (Lyric) isn’t going!” “Good point, Ollie.” I said, and then proceeded to tell [...]

(i’m not your)broadway baby.

Posted by jessica on Aug 30, 2010 with 17 Comments
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He used to call me his broadway baby and I didn’t like the way that sounded. Because the alliteration annoyed me and also, I was only doing a Broadway tour, mind you, and I didn’t want to pretend otherwise. He wrote me a half of a song once. Half of a song. That about sums [...]

conversing with cars and people.

Posted by jessica on Aug 17, 2010 with 5 Comments
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Today my car was doing just fine, chugging away on this hot August day, when suddenly it was all, “I don’t really feel like blowing cold air on you anymore.” And I try to be a reasonable person, try not to demand too much of those around me, so I just rolled down my windows [...]

people talk and I get it. and here’s a song, too.

Posted by jessica on Aug 16, 2010 with 9 Comments
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Tonight, I spent some time talking to a friend. He’s not someone I’ve ever been close to, but over the past few months, we’ve hung out a little. He’s a really nice guy and we ended up talking about my story. Now, I know I have a nice, long story that involves many wonderful and [...]

you make everything alright

Posted by jessica on Oct 28, 2009 with 1 Comment
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So here’s another song. And yeah, that new-to-me green sweatshirt is something I have a hard time not wearing lately. I’m like that, you know. Get something new and I want to wear it again. And again and again. A couple weeks ago it was this blue and white plaid shirt that a friend gave [...]