As I am writing this entry, I am reclined on the couch with my leg up, and my ankle covered with a large bag of ice. Yes, the always graceful, never clumsy me, did it again. I was at my pal Kay's (shocker) getting ready to produce another awesome episode of "You Don't Even Know Me" with Chad Greer & Kay Hanley, when I received a phone call. I decided to take the call and step outside the studio for a moment. While holding my iPhone in my ear, I took my first step outside, landed on my ankle wrong, and DOWN I went. Luckily my knees broke my fall. On the slate patio. Yes. Lucky me lucky me.
As I laid there, writhing in pain, my first thought was the caller on the other end of the phone. I felt so bad my friend had to hear that and not know what happened only to hear me yelling and screaming obscenities. Luckily, I have AT&T, so the call immediately dropped and he was spared all confusion. ha ha ha
I actually broke the very same ankle 9 years ago falling off a horse in Cabo San Lucas. So a trip to urgent care and subsequent x-rays were definitely in my future. I knew it wasn't as bad as Mexico, but I had to make sure. So here I am, a week later, with a bad sprain, some heavily scraped knees, and a bruised ego. I feel like an ASS of the highest order. I know it was a freak thing, and in no way could I have avoided it, but it doesn't make me feel any less guilty. Having to ask friends and family for help like this is super hard for me. I never want to feel like a nag. I loathe being dependent on others.
That being said, my network of friends and family have gone above and beyond the call of duty on this one. Whether it's hosting a bbq for my Dad's birthday, or helping shuttle my kid back and forth between school and swim lessons, I am BEYOND grateful.
xoxo
Ang
Thursday, May 20, 2010
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Thursday, April 22, 2010
Earth Day FAIL
I should have known. I woke up this morning and felt like it was going to be a bad day. I should have just stayed in bed. I decided it was too chilly to walk my five year old to school this morning, even though it is Earth Day and NOT driving would be doing my little part and teaching my kid about trying to erase a carbon footprint, but it was chilly....and I was cranky....so we drove. I promised myself that no matter what I would pick her up after school on foot.
Walking to my kid's school is no great task, it's only a few blocks away, but there is some finesse to the timing. They don't allow parents on the school yard until 10 minutes before the bell rings. If I head over there too early, I'm waiting outside a chained-up door peaking through like a looney. If I leave too late, my wittle kindergartener freaks out when her classroom door opens and Mom's not there. That being said, I calculated my variables and decided I could squeeze in a trash-take-out trip just before heading out with plenty of seconds to spare. That's when things went bad. Very bad.
Some asshole had decided it would be far easier to leave a half-full dirty aquarium perched next to the trash chute, than to actually take it down to the dumpster. I had barely opened the door to the trash chute room when the glass aquarium started to fall. It had been placed on top of a box half it's size and just the gust of wind that came along with opening the door made it tip over. And on to me. And break in a million pieces of glass. And gallons of water soaked up my foot, sock, and sneaker, and proceeded to gush down the hallway.
Lovely.
Catching my breathe after having the shit scared out of me, I realize I've got to alert the proper authorities to said disaster, and head out to pick up my kid five minutes ago. Now I'm late, and hauling ass down Laurel Canyon, with a squish in my step, literally. I am cursing the anonymous asshole for being lazy, I am cursing my squishy foot in it's wet sock and sneaker, and wondering what kind of dirty-fish-water-algae is marinating my foot.
Just as the imaginary steam starts coming out of my ears, I look up to see some idiot crossing, nay, JAYWALKING across Laurel and I'm thinking "wow, that guy's got balls to just jump out in the middle of traffic" until I take a closer look. A very tan, a very well-groomed, impeccably dressed, ROB LOWE looks over at me.
All I could do was laugh. And Squish. And laugh again. Not sure what the universe is trying to tell me today, but I'm pretty sure getting attacked my trash on Earth Day is not a good sign. Even if the handsome Rob Lowe did cross my path.
Walking to my kid's school is no great task, it's only a few blocks away, but there is some finesse to the timing. They don't allow parents on the school yard until 10 minutes before the bell rings. If I head over there too early, I'm waiting outside a chained-up door peaking through like a looney. If I leave too late, my wittle kindergartener freaks out when her classroom door opens and Mom's not there. That being said, I calculated my variables and decided I could squeeze in a trash-take-out trip just before heading out with plenty of seconds to spare. That's when things went bad. Very bad.
Some asshole had decided it would be far easier to leave a half-full dirty aquarium perched next to the trash chute, than to actually take it down to the dumpster. I had barely opened the door to the trash chute room when the glass aquarium started to fall. It had been placed on top of a box half it's size and just the gust of wind that came along with opening the door made it tip over. And on to me. And break in a million pieces of glass. And gallons of water soaked up my foot, sock, and sneaker, and proceeded to gush down the hallway.
Lovely.
Catching my breathe after having the shit scared out of me, I realize I've got to alert the proper authorities to said disaster, and head out to pick up my kid five minutes ago. Now I'm late, and hauling ass down Laurel Canyon, with a squish in my step, literally. I am cursing the anonymous asshole for being lazy, I am cursing my squishy foot in it's wet sock and sneaker, and wondering what kind of dirty-fish-water-algae is marinating my foot.
Just as the imaginary steam starts coming out of my ears, I look up to see some idiot crossing, nay, JAYWALKING across Laurel and I'm thinking "wow, that guy's got balls to just jump out in the middle of traffic" until I take a closer look. A very tan, a very well-groomed, impeccably dressed, ROB LOWE looks over at me.
All I could do was laugh. And Squish. And laugh again. Not sure what the universe is trying to tell me today, but I'm pretty sure getting attacked my trash on Earth Day is not a good sign. Even if the handsome Rob Lowe did cross my path.
Saturday, March 27, 2010
replay of my John Hughes Tribute today!
By multiple request...here is the playlist from our John Hughes Tribute show. playing all day today on Houndstooth Radio
BREAK #1
kajagoogoo by Kajagoogoo
Happy Birthday by Altered Images
Kazooed on Klassics by Temple City Kazoo Orchestra
True by Spandau Ballet
BREAK #2
Wild Sex (In The Working Class) by Oingo Boingo
Little Bitch by The Specials
When it Started To Begin by Nick Heyward
Ring Me Up by The Divinyls
BREAK #3
Turning Japonese by The Vapors
Rev-Up by the Revillos
Farmer John by The Premiers
Young Guns by Wham
BREAK #4
Geek Boogie by Ira Newborn
Young Americans by David Bowie
If you were here by The Thompson Twins
16 Candles by The Stray Cats
BREAK # 5
Beat City by the Flowerpot Men
Danke Schoen by Wayne Newton
Love Missile F1-11 by Sigue Sigue Sputnik
BREAK#6
March of the Swivelheads by The English Beat
Twist and Shout by the Beatles
Oh Yeah by Yellow
BREAK #7
Beat's So Lonely by Charlie Sexton
Can't Help Falling In Love by Lick The Tins
Miss Amanda Jones by The Rolling Stones
I Go Crazy by Flesh For Lulu
BREAK#8
Wouldn't it Be Good by Nik Kershaw
Positively Lost Me by The Rave Ups
Thieves Like Us by New Order
Elegia by New Order
BREAK # 9
Bring on the Dancing Horses by Echo and the Bunnymen
Try a Little Tenderness by Otis Redding
Please, please, please, Let Me Get what I want....by The Smiths
Pretty In Pink by the Psych Furs
If you Leave by OMD
BREAK #10
Weird Science by Oingo Boingo
Eighties by Killing Joke
Don't you forget about me by Simple Minds
Holiday Road by Lindsay Buckingham
BREAK # 11
Blitzkrieg Bop by the Ramones
A Town Called Malice by The Jam
Ca Plane Pour Moi by Plastic Bertrand
Mele Kalikimaka by Bing Crosby
BREAK #12
Mess Around by Ray Charles
This Woman's Work by Kate Bush
You just haven't earned it yet baby by Kirsty MacColl
Go by Tones on Tail
BREAK #1
kajagoogoo by Kajagoogoo
Happy Birthday by Altered Images
Kazooed on Klassics by Temple City Kazoo Orchestra
True by Spandau Ballet
BREAK #2
Wild Sex (In The Working Class) by Oingo Boingo
Little Bitch by The Specials
When it Started To Begin by Nick Heyward
Ring Me Up by The Divinyls
BREAK #3
Turning Japonese by The Vapors
Rev-Up by the Revillos
Farmer John by The Premiers
Young Guns by Wham
BREAK #4
Geek Boogie by Ira Newborn
Young Americans by David Bowie
If you were here by The Thompson Twins
16 Candles by The Stray Cats
BREAK # 5
Beat City by the Flowerpot Men
Danke Schoen by Wayne Newton
Love Missile F1-11 by Sigue Sigue Sputnik
BREAK#6
March of the Swivelheads by The English Beat
Twist and Shout by the Beatles
Oh Yeah by Yellow
BREAK #7
Beat's So Lonely by Charlie Sexton
Can't Help Falling In Love by Lick The Tins
Miss Amanda Jones by The Rolling Stones
I Go Crazy by Flesh For Lulu
BREAK#8
Wouldn't it Be Good by Nik Kershaw
Positively Lost Me by The Rave Ups
Thieves Like Us by New Order
Elegia by New Order
BREAK # 9
Bring on the Dancing Horses by Echo and the Bunnymen
Try a Little Tenderness by Otis Redding
Please, please, please, Let Me Get what I want....by The Smiths
Pretty In Pink by the Psych Furs
If you Leave by OMD
BREAK #10
Weird Science by Oingo Boingo
Eighties by Killing Joke
Don't you forget about me by Simple Minds
Holiday Road by Lindsay Buckingham
BREAK # 11
Blitzkrieg Bop by the Ramones
A Town Called Malice by The Jam
Ca Plane Pour Moi by Plastic Bertrand
Mele Kalikimaka by Bing Crosby
BREAK #12
Mess Around by Ray Charles
This Woman's Work by Kate Bush
You just haven't earned it yet baby by Kirsty MacColl
Go by Tones on Tail
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Let's PALMDALE!
So, one of my bestie best pals Kay Hanley (Letters To Cleo ) has a new band. They are called Palmdale. They are chocked full of power-pop-rock goodness. New CSpot all about their ep is currently up and running through out the weekend on Houndstooth Radio. Listen to the FULL interview HERE. And if you are in the LA area, they are having a listening party at Molly Malones on the 29th of March. (This coming Monday!) It's free...and there will be a sing-a-long. See you there!
Friday, March 19, 2010
Listen to my C Spots!!
You can now hear my C spots (aka my arts & entertainment reports) two ways
the traditional way (on Houndstooth Radio) or on my new tumblr page!!!
(just click on the highlighted "Houndstooth Radio" or "tumblr")
Brand new one is up for this weekend of 3/19/10
I muse about recent celeb deaths, Jesse James cheating on Sandy! and the new movies out this weekend. enjoy!
the traditional way (on Houndstooth Radio) or on my new tumblr page!!!
(just click on the highlighted "Houndstooth Radio" or "tumblr")
Brand new one is up for this weekend of 3/19/10
I muse about recent celeb deaths, Jesse James cheating on Sandy! and the new movies out this weekend. enjoy!
Labels:
Alex Chilton,
C Spot,
Jesse James,
Sandra Bullock,
The Runaways
Thursday, March 18, 2010
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