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I was the victim of an inside out umbrella.  My entire life, living "downstate"...my image of Chicago, the Windy City, was that of the businessmen fighting the wind as it ripped their sturdy umbrella's inside-out.  And finally, it happened to me.  I was almost excited as I fearfully tried to grasp hold of this newly created danger and threat to the people that surrounded me.  I was just please to have experienced it...and my trusty umbrella recovered quite nicely, I must say.  And I managed to avoid poking out anyone's eyes or letting go!

Yea so while sitting at lunch, enjoying my delicious homemade tomatillo soup, engrossed in yet another retarded filming idea, we started to smell gas.  It became so strong that we gave up and left, heading back to our respective offices.  And then the loud woman started in with her crap.  "Attention, a FIRE has been reported in this building.  Please make your way outside so that we can further investigate this report."  And she just kept going over and over again...blah blah blah.  So without a coat, I stood in the cold windy rain for a while as they evacuated the three huge buildings.  Last time this happened, we were out of the building for about 3 hours, sitting by the lake because it was beautiful.  But not today.  It was so gutted out.  After cussing some guy smoking his stale ol' cigarette under the ONLY covered spot to stand, I headed for the damn train.  I was just completely over it....

We have a brand new 20" iMac to play with, 20 hours of video to edit, and you want me to stand around in the cold rain until I can go back into my office that will still smell like natural gas for the rest of the day.  No thank you.

And I would like to say that I am so impressed (*knock on this wooden table) with the ipod's ability to make syncing this 2 computers so easy.  Not to mention bluetooth file transfer!  I am so in love with this machine.  We've waited a very long time to finally make it into the digital age, living 3rd world for many years,...and we're roarin' now.  We watched an unbelievable tutorial on FinalCut Express last night.  I am completely amazed with what it can do, overwhelmed, but I can't wait to try to use it.  I hope that it likes me.

However, my love is still at work.  She found covering in some fancy ass cafeteria where my aunt beth scored them all free hot tea and snacks...wha'eva. 

okay so I've literally SLAVED in the kitchen all day. I've made 3 of my favorite recipes and now that I've finished and M and I had dinner...she wonders why I wouldn't make a cooking show with my fab gourmet recipes. And ya know...she's right! (I had just suggested to Joey that he should do a cooking show...but realize that mine would be a completely different style...and would have the lesbian angle of course! And I think I'll use the suggestion of MD back in the winter to call it, The Vegetarian & Her Partner...how lesbian is that!)  So, Joey I hope that your pyromaniac cooking show tears it up, but I might have to run along side you with my own soon...maybe someday we could do some sort of special vegetarian recipe that we light on fire or somethin' together.

Today I made fresh (as in cutting 200 tomatillos for like 900 years) Tomatillo soup, with homemade tortilla strips (yes with margarita salt!). That was before NOON! Then I started on the Jamaican Jerk Chicken and Veggies...This coupled with the extraordinary Chick Pea Almond Rice made a delectible dinner! Fantastique!

Look out MrCook...here comes MsLesbo...

Lois has been hard at work to learn some editation stations today. She has been rockin old footage from gutty the camera.

I woke up at the crack of dawn yesterday...as I do everyday...and got ready for our planned dyke ride to hyde park for brunch.  I rolled my lazy M out of bed.  She put on some clothes and came in and laid on my lap on the couch and moaned about being too tired for dykes.  So we decided that it would be more fun to go out for out own dyke ride when we (she) were awake enough.  We sat around for a little while longer just talking about stuff.  Then we headed down to fit up M's townie bike with her new basket.  Its a *white* quick-release special order basket that she's waited for, for months.  Its awesome.  Her bike is the total G-Getter II.  I love it.

We rode up to Heartland Cafe, the amazing commie spot with fabulous food, for breakfast on our bikes.  M ordered some crazy ass apple-raisin-and-cheese omlette...and ya know, I never even asked it was because...As we sat there in our little peaceful quiet spot on the sunroom porch...the most beautiful story was born.  It was the most original idea and something that we had never talked about before, although the meat of the material is something we've carried around for 5 years.  Its something that we love dearly...family members even call to add their findings to our collection...but we've never had a clear direction for it.  Until yesterday morning.  We started kicking around ideas and it just ballooned.

We continued on our little dyke ride to return our movies, stopping at 2 gutted garage...er condo sales....before arriving at the queer thrift store.  We went just for fun and to see if we could find any clothes for work...and hit it big!  They save up their donated drag queen wigs ALL year round for this special time of year!  We found a wonderful wig that we planned to use for a different script.

We packed up M's basket with wigs and goodies and headed home.  As soon as we arrived home and tried on the dark wig we knew that it was Anna.  She's perfect...

The rest of the day we spent writing and talking about our ideas for this new script until finally FINISHING the first draft at about 12:30am.  We've never experienced anything like that...to just give birth to some new idea for a script and then have an entire script (11+ pages so far) completely done that same day!  Like Stevie says...its as if we were scribes.

Its the most completed, full, original, unique, fitting, and actually do-able script we have done.  We feel uber proud of it and couldn't even sleep because we couldn't stop thinking about the months of hard work it will take to pull off.  I feel more motivated than ever before.  I realize that I get frustrated when I can't work on our projects...but making the choice between fun and work is hard sometimes.  We need our day jobs to finance our baby.  So that is what we continue to do. 

Today we're hoping to walk away from the script and do some editing on another little project for the internet.  Our computer should arrive on Tuesday and we can begin the teadious task of post-production on our first real short that's already in the can.  We plan to enter it into festivals and exhausted all sources before being able to put it up on the internet....because putting it up kills its chances of doing festivals.  But we do plan to edit a trailer for our website/youtube/myspace....and every other media outlet offered by fox news these days.

The reward for all of our hard work: we picked up our special order of freshly roasted (as in roasted just next door, just yesterday) lb. bag of Jamaican Blue Mountain coffee....I can't wait!

After being extremely frustrated today about not having a computer that we can actually edit on (I've tried and ended up in tears on this little ibook as garageband should not even be preinstalled on them!!! -- it would not even run one track and the video...totally gutted!)...we flipped out, jumped in the car and raced to the Michigan Ave. Apple store in the hopes of buying our beloved editing station before they closed.

At the Apple Store...

we were informed by the "totally hip and cool" personnel that we could not purchase the computer we wanted in the store...first it was because of the upgraded Radeon graphics...then it was the memory...claiming it would cost $600 to add that in the store!  How absurd.  So we kinda cussed them a bit and stormed out...

HOWEVER, we just placed the order online...and want to scream about it:

2.16Ghz Intel Core 2 Duo
Radeon 256 MB graphics card
2GB Ram
500 GB HD
wireless keyboard & mouse
wirless airport express...
.............................................and Final Cut Express HD!!!!!!

gag me with a spoon!!!  barf!
I can't wait....I can't wait...
we have absolutely no excuses not to complete projects that we've waited years to do...other than we have absolutely no one to even hold a light or point the camera besides ourselves.  But people suck...we just have to try....REALLY try.  BELIEVE....REALLY believe!
Praise Jesus, Hollallooooyah!!!!!

I have just completed the above # on my list of things do in my lifetime. 

I just read a dissertation. I just read a dissertation. All 219 pages.

Honestly though, I kinda always wanted to read a dissertation. (obviously! otherwise I wouldn't have put it on the list) Just to see.
I had to proof it for grammer, puntuation, stupid mistakes, etc. But I had to read it. It was brilliant, of course, and I didn't get a single fuckin thing that it said. I mean anything. It is so weird proofing sentences that I can't even make sense of:

The next Chapter presents a research effort of using optimization under uncertainty for cascading probabilistic design targets throughout a hierarchical multilevel system.

I eventually had to edited that sentece. God what an idiot. Go back to comp. 101. retard.

In other news, I also just completed #5894. I emailed the Louvre. I have an art theory that I wanted them to think about. So I emailed the director.

How can someone go an entire lifetime absolutely revolted by yogurt and then one day just decide..."hey I like yogurt! and I want some!"  ???

I eat yogurt now several times a week....I can't explain it.  I always hated it.  Maybe it was Lois...her hippy granola ways of eating sure do taste better...she tastes better.... :p

Speaking of eating...I'm enormous.  Despite having ridden my bicycle to and from work, to and from downtown, etc....more than 250 miles since the fourth of July....I'm still enormous.  I can't believe it--but its true!  Now its time to get really serious...maybe we can become yogi's now...M used to be...when we met,  she practiced yoga.  It gave her uber sexy back muscles...but then she started skipping class to flirt with me when her g-f wasn't looking....yum.

We're gonna look into and really do it.  It would be nice to do over the winter.  But the serious weirdo naturale place that M has looked into only has beginner classes on Sunday's...that means never going out of town for a while...and we're always on the move it seems lately.  BUT, we're sending Jetty to rest in the garage at MD's.  Its sad, but affording it is ridiculous.  I have spent a FORTUNE on tickets...including one from the state of Iowa that is currently threatening to suspend my IL license...even though the ticket is completely paid at this point!  And we're paying $115/mo. to park in the garage...that's just too much to handle...especially when jetty would be much happier in her own garage....without the crazy guy using huge balls of newspaper next to her--trying to start his lil'smokey grill.

Yea last week my love and I rocked the downtowns. 

Yesterday we went thrift store shoppin and had tons'o'fun!  GAY THRIFT STORES are like therapy for me.  Its a huge fabulous old building that used to be a theater in the 20's.  Its enormous ceiling rise, loud thumping gay music, and queer flags and accessories everywhere are so soothing to my soul.  I couldn't believe it had been so long...but who wants to shop in the summer.

On with the costume making and editing of the day....

Ok so I've been dying to write about this. Last weekend we had the greatest time. Who'da thought that Wisconsin could be so fun-- we're total fans now. 

Basically, we've experienced the biggest paradox: Here in Chicago we really don't talk to many people... like for fun. Ok really not anyone we'd consider real "friends."  But in our day and a half in Wisconsin, we connected with old friends in very memorable ways, met all kinds of people, and sat around and told stories like.. I don't know....like the way people are supposed to be. And it kinda made us sad to return. But we know that we're here to keep making our films and producing finished products of one kind or another. And we definitely went there to remember to keep dreaming big dreams.
( The highlights of Cheese Days )

we sat around feeling sorry for ourselves after having been shot down many times...horrible things happened to us on our original jam...Clark St. in Andersonville.  And then we discovered that she lived only 4 blocks from us now.  How does that happen?  How does that happen in a city this size??  The funny thing is that she blamed and accused us of stealing a gift certificate of hers to Geeters back in the day.  Geeters happens to be the place that we purchased the witch ball for M's birthday.  We were a bit out of it and came to our senses this particular Sunday afternoon, as we realized that the witch ball was designed to ward off witches and keep them away...we certainly think of ourselves as witches, as well as many of our friends or old friends.

This "witch ball" could no longer reside in our apartment....so we set out to return it to its rightful owner.  And although we did not take the gift certificate--we may have actually lost it or thrown it away in the hurried departure of Mariela from her apartment...five years ago....

It rained here all day yesterday...so we walked to Hancock Fabrics (huddled under ONE umbrella because Mariela didn't think it was a good idea to bring an umbrella...that is, until we walked out into a total downpour!) and bought black-out material for our windows!  We're gonna add it to some curtains eventually.  Its amazing though...we thought it was 7:30p and it wasn't even 2pm!  

Anyway, we finished our re-takes and final scenes for the short we started a while back...

I need to spend out over a half a mill today...speaking of tall orders.  YIKES!

My phone was ringing the strangest ring this morning @ 5:30am.  That's because it was from an "unknown" number I guess...there was a message from my mom, my biological mother to call her immediately, it was urgent that I call before going to work....

My best friend, MC, for the entire length of my childhood died yesterday morning.  I am in such a state of shock.  I can't think of anything else right now, so I thought it best to try to record some things about her that I can recall easily.  She was my very own townie friend.  I left for college, she stayed and had a baby, got caught up in pills, meth, crack...you name it.  I had to separate myself from her so that I could live my own life and not be watchful and hateful over hers.  I felt too sorry for her son.  I wanted to reach out to him, but thought it would only hurt and never help.  I knew that I couldn't save him....and knew that I would think of nothing but TRYING to save him if I involved myself too much.  

I wish that I could have changed your life or made you see what and WHO is important....

But good enough to post vigilante from my desk. Woo hoo.
I'm at work now of course but my desk is looking much more exciting now that my F got me some new office warming gifts!!

I sacrificed a whole paper tray in my inherited metal paper pushin' organizer and now it has become a zen garden -- complete with rake and stone candles. And it's quite large, not quite 81/2 X 11 but close. AND if that wasn't enough serenity for one desk...
Now when annoying people come in to talk to me or the ladies that only pay 30% of my salary want me to have heaven and earth ready for them before they leave for design conference # 59,000,000, I can simply grab for instant affirmation and read, "You're 100% fun" and realize that I am, infact, even at work, 100% fun.
and I can do it. and of course people like me, and...

and that's a good thing.

But wait... That's not all.. Oh my, now if there's ever a situation where serenity just isn't an option, then I can simply grab a cat and launch him high into the air toward my opponent! That's right! my very own cat-a-pault!
And I knicked the rubix cube from the closet when F wasn't looking. My desk is becoming the desk I always wanted at Dell only now I have four (hard) walls... and a window... and a door. Why the hell did I want to decorate my area (what else can you call it -- cube sounds too secluded and private) at Dell anyway? It wasn't like I had a free moment to escape. That reminds me, I'm working on layers... If I can just get a row of white then blue then yellow...

• Friday night I made a huge yummy vat of my indian food specialty...including potatoes, cauliflower, onions, marinated chicken, peas...and my favorite of all time: CHICKPEAS!
• Saturday we got up and made coffee...I made french toast and scrambled eggs.  We started working on a sketch that we've been trying to finish scripting out.  Well after a few hours of "fleshing it out"...we ended up in a huff.  M had gone to the bedroom to hate on me.  I was sitting solemnly, looking over the gray day.  We are broke...at least we're forcing ourselves to think that by keeping money in our savings account, out of reach.  So I decided that we should just take off on a bike ride if she ever spoke to me again.  Sure enough she did very soon....thankfully.
• We packed up a big picnic sack of our left-over indian food fitted it to the back of my townie...and headed south for downtown....we weren't gonna let the gray skies hold us back this time.
• As we hit the beach...people were frantically trying to get home because the rain was comin'...we just tooled along at a leisure pace, stopping at the Belmont Harbour for our indian picnic.  We were sickened and outraged at Target's bullcrap ad campaign.  They had FOUR sailboats out with huge Target bullcrap logos staring everyone in the face as they were out trying to DO things.  They were trying to tell all of us we "should" be shopping.  What craphead ad bastards they've become.  They're such the "trendy wal-mart" these days.  Its so "cool" to shop at Target.  Whatever....not when they invade green space with big boat billboards.  They can take their fiberglass sailboats and shove'em.
• However, we carried on...eventually ending up right in the middle of the triathalon course they had set up for Sunday thankfully.  It was a bit like the night in Phoenix when we decided to go out for a drive around town and all of a sudden started seeing people puking out of their cars...traffic jams for miles...people honking and screaming...we had no idea that we had driven right into the World Series!  We didn't even know that it was taking place in Phoenix...not watching television can sometimes lead you into strange scenarios...strike that, it can ALWAYS!

Millennium Park.  This is THE most amazing park I have ever stepped foot in.  Without a doubt.  During the winter months we spent a LOT of evenings there watching the ice skaters.  It was absolutely hilarious.  We would laugh for literally hours about it.  Often times we would enhance the experience by taking along our flasks to keep us warm and iggnunt.  We even ice skated one day while celebrating Chinese New Year with my recently converted family!  HOWEVER, we had not gone since the weather had turned....and we were SHOCKED to have found it still so incredible and in an entirely different way!  Mariela said that it has something to offer for every season...Its incredible.  I am completely in love with it all over again.  It has not only bicycle parking, but also showers for bicycle commuters to shower on their way to work!!  How effing cool is that??  Mayor Daley rocks my bikin' world.

So, The Bean sculpture was completed and we could actually go under it....we used to call ourselves little fat beans in Nash...so we feel very close to the bean on a molecular level:

As if that torture wasn't enough, on Sunday we went to the filmmaker's open screening session and decided that riding our bikes would make the most sense....even though we would have to ride back at dark...and even though, I had to strap a chocolate cake to my rear cargo rack!  After every 3rd speed bump I would yell back to M:
(add another 4 MILES.)

Weekend Total: 24 Miles.  At this rate, we'll be able to do the Springfield Century in a few weeks, we'll just have to finish the last 5 miles the next day.  Ha!

Hooray!!!  I just received a letter in my mailbox!  I've received a RAISE!!!  A 4% raise!!  I mean to work in education, you really can't expect more than that after 6 months!  I'm so excited!

I wish that I could IM mariela to tell her all about it (as I know make more than her!)...but I've decided that I'm just a blabbermouth.  As this journal is proof of.  I talk to much...and she's obviously sick of listening to me.  She's started using her mom's tactics of just tuning me out a lot.  Oh well.  I've always known I talked too much.  So does my mom (even without all the pills that make her excessively chatty), and even my Gma.  Its what used to get me into trouble at school.

And just when I was starting to feel a little down on my job because its sooooo quiet....I received my raise! 

Geez, can someone please cue the boss!!  I would really like for him to walk thru the door anytime...I've rushed around to prepare so much crap.  Crap that I didn't even realize I could do.  I've revised the proposal budget.  I've written the budget justification.  I've re-written the statement of work.  I've filled out the sponsored research forms.  I just need for him to say - "yes"...YES, you can sign for me and submit all that crap because I don't even know what it is!"

Oh well, its a crap day here.  I woke up, on time...and it was the most hellacious storm.  Both cats were freaked out.  Ninga didn't even want to eat.  He thought that there were pigeons taunting him at the windows...but it was just the rain hitting the A/C.  He's dumb.  I went back to bed.  We left so incredibly late...

I called my sister last night.  I haven't spoken to her since she was thrown out of "her sister's" house for having pills.  She quit school.  She didn't even graduate high school!!???  How could they let this happen?  How could she fall so quickly and so easily?  There's a lot to be said for genetic predisposition.  It makes me soooo want to adopt kids.  If it weren't for the horrible policies most countries have against us homos...Anyway, I don't know how to help my sister.  She seems so lost.  And she seems so comfortable with the mentality to blame someone, anyone else for her situation.  That is the one trait that is dominant among every single person in my family.  Its sickening.

In other news.  I have a new  fauxhawk!! 

13.3 Miles Today.
And the best part was on the ride home, my phone started ringing.  I grabbed it out of my handy phone holster on my bag and saw that it was my uncle bryan.  I decided that since, A. He rarely calls and B. We just spent the day with him while he, my other uncle john, and MD ran the wisconsin triathalon....that I should answer, while riding.

You guys look GREAT!
"WHaaaa?"
I just passed you on Sheridan Road -- I'm in the car!

So we were pretty excited to have been spotted by the fam out struttin' our gang around town on our townies.

And the Wisconsin triathalon was a hoot.  The Wisconsin accent has to be one of my favorite of all time...and not just because of my appreciation for all of my WI friends from Nash.  We even talked to a muslim girl at Walgreens that had the same accent!  Amazing.  But MD did NOT even finish LAST!  We were thrilled for her.  She had really gotten M worked up about doing the side stroke, ridin' her cruiser bike, and then hurt her foot and planned to walk the run part of the race!  But we spent lots of good time with the two chinese cousins...they are the cutest things on earth.  Gwen has turned into a little china-man...she's built like a brick house and she has two big front teeth like big pieces of toast, just like me.  So she pretty much loves me to death now...because I would do anything for her...and I had a secret weapon of two large bags of Jelly Belly Beans in my backpack!!  She loved them!

She isn't talking very well yet.  Aunt J is upping her speech therapy.  But while she was sitting with me in the grass, I said "what do you want??" and she kept trying to dig around in my bag.  Then she said "Craisins", Aunt J immediately said "Did she just say CRAISINS!?!"

Needless to say, I want a baby. 

Yea so this week...only 13 miles on Wednesday.  We're total losers!

I put a g-getters rack on my townie yesterday though...and we ordered one that matched M's bike too.  We were hoping to ride as far as we could up to Kenosha, WI today before cutting over and getting on the commuter train for the rest of the trip.  MD is running a triathalon tomorrow along with my two uncles.  So we're doing the family thing and going up to be the cheering team.  She's worked really hard all summer, so we're hopin that she doesn't finish a half an hour behind the last person as she has been speculating!  But now she's wanting us to drive up with her and I guess that means leaving the Townies behind.  So sad.

The lunchboxies were hung in the kitchen with care last night.  Finally, they have a nice way to be displayed.  Lois painstakingly hung and arranged each one...after carefully designing her color scheme.  They look terrific.  I sat and put together the table that we went last night to get at ikea...after buying the wrong one 2 weeks ago.  Ugh...I can't believe that we went back already.  But I must say, that the presidente margarita's we had right before going in...must have helped.  We have just summed it up to...it's better to go to IKEA drunk than it is sober!  We got all the right parts, we aren't missing the table TOP like last time...and we were in and out in a flash!

In other news, I would like to say that I am so incredibly impressed with the opensource movement that Matt has introduced us to!  I mean, what an amazingly cool idea in the technological age.  He would always rant and rave about it for hours.  I'm sure that a lot of the problems/bugs make some of the programs unuseable.  HOWEVER, from my experience with FinalDraft 7.0 (total garbage)...I'm more impressed with the opensource Celtx program.  WOW for the features!  It seems like an answer to one my prayers...
..........and now that I've said that, all of my scripts will burst into flames, I'm sure.

Anyway, I'm so tempted to try to use a linux system so that I could take advantage of the opensource digital editing program.  How glorious would that be!  FinalCut is gonna cost us a grand...on top of the ridiculous computer we've picked out.  That seems so ridiculous, BUT I really love the user-friendliness of the Mac!!!  AND one great point is that maybe we should just settle for the FinalCut Exp and then utilize the free film and digital editing lab at work to use Pro if we needed it.  Its all too much to think about....maybe I'll just go get a haircut this morning.

I try again with garageband today....but yesterday, in my already frustrated state, I attempted to do some movie sound editing and was immediately too pissed off for words.  Apple's website is the most absurd piece of crap sometimes.  They're corporate-yet hip demeanor really irks me...especially when I go to the help and there's just nothing.  I mean, try going to the garageband "product TOUR".  Its so fucking stupid.  Its just meant to sell...yeah? WELL what about your current customers??  --But we're trendy fucks, we can do what we want.

Whatever, I'll figure it out...without their help apparently.  I mean none of this fucking programs even came with a stupid manual!!  Doesn't anyone read anymore??  Or does apple not want them too...maybe Apple has deemed reading from an actual book as just too un-cool and of course then everyone follows!

However, "in my devastation....I wanted sooooo to change...",  excuse the Stevie Nicks interruption...BUT:

• I did FOUR loads of laundry (for Lois - because that is HER one job around here...but I was feeling nice - I'm still not sure why.  Maybe its just that the pendulum has swung back the other way now.  "She's calm for a moment."  Joey always called me the Transformer, total-bitch-in-disguise.  He was certainly right.  I can't wait for menopause...I'll probably go to prison around that time.)
• I scrubbed cat puke in the hall.
• I vacuumed--even the bedroom!
• I moped the bathroom!
• I took two loads of trash out (I had majorly cleaned out our two closets and had a TON of goodies for the magic table...including some of the finest vintage ashtrays this world's ever seen.  I really hope somebody came in all fucked up in the middle of the night and found them.  We purposely put them out late.  I love that table.)
• Then I rehung the light in the bedroom, patched the two holes in the ceiling (where it hung before it fell!), and then I finished painting the stark white trim in the bedroom.  Our bedroom is insane.  It cost us a small fortune to complete, but its like a uterus now and I absolutely love it.  That's where I'm most comfortable.  I primed it gray (and that wasn't even dark enough, but I believed in the Sherwin-Williams Bullcrap System).  Then we painted two crazy coats of deep red...we brushed it on to give it a crushed velvet look.  Its awesome.  Matte Red with bright white trim.  Magni-fic!  And its finally DONE!  Now the 3ft x 5ft Stevie will hang again!
  

So yea, I was terribly productive...even though I didn't get anywhere with the music.  Oh well.  Rock on.  Today is a new day...and I must say that I really feel like my hair is not my own today.  It really feels like a wig.  I better go see the ventriliquist soon.

I just really hope that somehow I'm mysteriously offered two tickets to Bette Midler's Hullaween Gala....Stevie Nicks is goingto be the special guest performer.  I want to throw a fit about it!!!  Halloween is our most treasured holiday...shouldn't we get to spend it with Stevie just once???  I mean year after year, we dream of what Stevie's Halloween party must be like...I wonder what she's wearing...blah blah blah...well now we COULD!!!  I'm back to eatin' ramen...I'm gonna sit next to Sting and Judy sweetie! hahaha...
and then Stevie says, "dream on you silly dreamer."