bird of passage

Resto en paz mi amigo
Ibrahim Ferrer, 1927 - 2005

Having a seat in a music fest is like having tit-bits right after you smoked weed. It's priceless. In fact I had two and I was destined to put it to good use. I was scowering for worthy beings to be invited over. Finally, I saw two girls, pretty much without seats nor expecting anyone else. So the coast is clear for me to make my move. Plus, they were constantly checking me out; OK, the empty chairs. So that's even a clearer signal, time to move on. So after hoarding enough guts, I finally stood up, walked over to them. While I was walking, I made a last glance at the seats that will bring me to glory. Damn, my idiot friend gave it to some guy sitting in front of him. What an idiot! He gave it to another guy. I can see the disappointment in the girls' face swhen the seat was given away. I, to cover my face, pretended to make a phone call instead of talking to them. And I was talking to the air for at least a minute.

I am definitely surrounded by morons!

I among millions of KLites were praying that State of Emergency will be declared last night and I would not have to come to work today. I would take anything for a three day weekend.

Damn! I need some serious R&R. I have been working like a mad dog and the boss keep piling tons of stuff on me. And everytime he does that, he will say, "Let's struggle together". Struggle together my ass. I have been struggling together for the past 5 years. Not that my boss doesn't do any work. He is a super freak who works everyday from 6am to 10pm. Sometimes he does not even go back home. And this includes weekend.

I am pretty much screwed!

If I could have just one wish,
I would wish to wake up everyday
to the sound of your breath on my neck,
the warmth of your lips on my cheek,
the touch of your fingers on my skin,
and the feel of your heart beating with mine...
Knowing that I could never find that feeling
with anyone other than you.

- Courtney Kuchta -




That's how I felt when I saw her. It's strange how things happen. You are trudging through insanity of the fest when suddenly, out of nowhere, love walks in and touches your life in a way that you know that nothing could ever be the same again.

She has a very powerful & beautiful voice and sings with a big passion. If you don't fall in love with her voice, then you have to fall for her looks. If not that either, then her energetic, beautiful personality.


OK, OK I lied about the last part. She is everything else except a powerful voice. I felt that her voice was lacking the husky jazz tone. Don't get me wrong, she is awesome and so is her CD. But I think she should stick to folk rock, more like Natalie Merchant. Hey, I'm still going after her!


I just got back from the Jazz Fest I know its 4am. I decided to hang out with the bands after the show. I'm such a groupie! I could give you track by track review, but nah. Who told you not to go?

A perfect Sunday morning
Waking up at dawn while the sun is rising on the eastern sea board

Driving windows down with perfectly clean air breezing in
Sipping on freshly brewed java while cruising
Took an unknown path to nowhere and stumbled across this:

Explored further and found the perfect spot for a read


Wish every Sunday was like this