Wednesday Again....

We have got to stop meeting like this. I don't know what it is about Wednesdays that makes me thing about blogging but it does, so here i am again...
This weekend was long and HOT. and by hot i don't mean full of great tunes and amazing opportunities. i mean friggen HOT.. like when we were at the music festival this weekend, Saturday it was 98 and then Sunday, yup 100.. and forget that "it's a dry heat" crap you hear.. it's still friggen HOT!!! make no mistake. And you want to hear the worst? Our AC is busted.. that's right busted.. as in not working as in HOT!
So the landlord is coming by this afternoon to check it out.. Want to know what that means to me???? It's like you mother coming to visit. got to get the dirty dishes out of the sink, pick up my clothes that are strung about the house drying from the washer this morning. And pick up the dog hair, straighten the living room and then hope to hell he doesn't need to pee during the process. And what else sucks is that we have been without AC for going on a week now, and he doesn't know the first thing about repairing an Air Conditioner, he just wants to make sure it's broken, like we are dumb asses that can't figure out that hot air out of the registers is not right when the AC is on.. but it's his house, so he gets to call the shots. I just know we wont have it fixed any time soon. I am thinking about asking him to trade places for the night if he leaves without making it comfortable inside. But as i have learned, he couldn't care less about our issues...

(if you are offended mby my music opinions it might be a great idea to turn back now. I.E. STOP READING)
So back to the music festival. It was ok.. Big and hot and full of DMB fans on sunday.. And we know from my last post how much i love them and want to spend my time surrounded by 50,000 of them. Standing in the media tent it was really funny when I overheard a member of the press explaining to another member of the press what he meant by a Dave Mathews Fan and i believe the explanation was "the douche bags with the white hats on backwards and the kacki shorts" and that's it perfectly.
So, i am feeling the need to explain that as i don't appreciate The Dave Mathews Band, I have to say that if they kicked Dave Mathews out of the band, it might actually be a great band. DM is smart enough to know that he, himself, is not a strong musician, so he surrounds himself with major hitters. saxophonist LeRoi Moore, bassist Stefan Lessard, violinist Boyd Tinsley and drummer Carter Beauford are all amazing, but they don't get to really play... so there's my take.
the place was full of DMB fans and the contrast between them and the Flogging Molly fans was laughable. Flogging Molly fans can only be described as punks in skirts. and by that i mean they are tough, kick you ass kind of guys in kilts. Flogging Molly is a Scottish band with all kinds of instruments with a punk edge.. And of course I really dug them. But overall, not sure i would say it was a great festival and you should check it out because of the festival itself, but you should go if your favorite band is playing.

So that was the whole weekend.. I had a tough one, and had to learn some valuable lessons this weekend. Emotions are a weird thing and just when you let your guard down, they tend to get the best of you.

Moving on... I haven't mowed the lawn in over a week because it has been so darn hot out. It only gets bearable about 8pm. I was about to mow last night, but right when i got out there, the night cycle for the sprinkler system started. so it was a no go for me. We ended the evening with a mid Big Brother watching dip in the pool. It great when you can make 90 degree temps give you a chill.
God I hope the Landlord brings an AC guy with him...

Big Brother as mentioned above, is on again tonight, with the live eviction. I hope that Steven stays but it is looking like Dan has the house behind him. And so far i agree that Libra needs to go...

OK and for the last most awful thing that I have seen in a long time and since it scarred me i have to pass it along and not suffer alone. So, monday i was coming home from work and passed a neighbor's house that doesn't really take care of his property or anything (there is one on every block). So, i don't know what made me look at his house when I drove by on my way home but i did and i saw four paws and legs laying sideways sticking out of a tarp, in a red wagon, in the front yard.. I just knew it was his dog.. dead, stuck in a wagon..
I came in the door crying explaining to my boyfriend what i had seen.. just disturbing. So, we went to the Rockies game that night, the one where it was 7-0 before we got to our seats one out into the first inning. Yeah, Colorado lost. but not by much we actually came back and scored 10 runs, but they already had 18 so, we lost.. but when we came home that night, like at 11:00 PM, the dog was still there.. and then again the next morning on my way to work it was still there.. but this time it was bloated.. AWFUL!!
so i called animal control when i got to work... by the time i got home, it was no longer in the wagon, by my bet is that it is just in his trash can as it was pulled up next to the wagon by yesterday afternoon. I would just hope that he could care for the dog after it's life and not just toss it out for the garbage men to get Thursday.

47 minutes till snack time.