Caterwauling

Too busy to post. Or, for that matter, to form a thought. But doing better (mentally) overall, so put that one in the “plus” column.

Anyway, this is the latest song in heavy rotation. Enjoy!

Catie Curtis, “Troubled Mind”

I am glad the Olympics are over, as “Medium” is on tonight again. Yay!

However, I am bummed that it’s not an “American Idol” night. Because EVERY night should be an “Idol” one. I am just jonesing to see Chris Daughtry (who sang “Wanted Dead or Alive” last week. *drool*). Sure, maybe I was just hot for him because I am stuck in the ’80s hot for Jon Bon Jovi, but the boy’s a cutie. I mean, last week, I was throwing my underwear at the TV when he was on. Problem was, I was still in them!

Reader Poll Monday:

1. What is your absolute favorite website?
Grey Matter, the official “Grey’s Anatomy” blog

2. What would you do if all of the sudden, that website were blocked by the government?
I’d still have the TV show, although I’d twitch from withdrawal during the week between episodes!

3. Do you regularly wear perfume/cologne?
Angel by Thierry Mugler and Euphoria by Calvin Klein are my two in heavy rotation these days

4. How many hours of sleep do you usually get each night?
Not a lot. I fall asleep right away but somehow kick off all my covers and notice it around 3 or 4 a.m. I’d say I can get a good four hours on average.

5. When is the last time you made whoopee?
Whoopee! Hah! Is it terrible that I can’t remember when?!?! I just know that I’d had better and sort of got turned against the thought of it after that particular odyssey. Like, Meredith-and-George (on last night’s “Grey’s”) bad. (Good lord, didn’t that hurt to watch?)

6. If forced to choose, would you rather have a tattoo covering most of your face or have blue skin?
Blue skin would probably hurt a lot less to acquire. And I could always cover up with tan in a can.

7. Do you like pickles?
LOVE pickles

8. Are you comfortable in social situations where you don’t know anyone?
Those are the only social situations I’m ever in, and quite honestly, I love interacting with strangers. Good mix of intimacy (as in, I don’t care what they think of me) and distance (because the interaction time is finite). I’ve done a lot of years in sales and don’t think I’m too terrible at it.

9. Coke or Pepsi?
Diet Coke, but real Pepsi.

10. Ask me something.
Funniest online dating adventure?

Da BurghOriginally uploaded by dcwriterdawn.

In the past 60-odd days, I’ve been in Nevada, Colorado, Minnesota, New York, Maryland, Virginia, D.C. and Pennsylvania, not to mention that I traveled through Jersey and Delaware.

But by far, the most aesthetically pleasing place is Pittsburgh. Here’s the first thing you see when you emerge from the Fort Pitt Tunnels. (*aaah*)

I feel nostalgic for the city, even though it’s not my home anymore and hasn’t been for some time now. I guess I really don’t feel like I belong anywhere at this time and place in my life, and home will be wherever I make it.

I shot up to town to see my grandfather to surprise him on his 80th birthday on Friday. I sat down next to him in a restaurant and scared the shit out of him — only Mom knew I was coming.

It was good seeing the family. To say I’m lonely and disconnected from humanity where I am right now in my life and location is an understatement. It’s good to be reminded that while my journey seems to be like a solitary one for now, I always have somewhere to go to remind myself of who I am.

While I might never live in Pittsburgh again, to me it’s the place that would take me back in a heartbeat should I ever change my mind. Luckily, a simple whirlwind visit holds healing powers enough to tide me over, so I’m glad to have a reason to return occasionally … and to leave again when I’m ready.

MarquisElevator

Originally uploaded by dcwriterdawn.

The elevators in the Marriott Marquis made me overcome my fear of escalators in a huge hurry because the elevator bank had its own rush hour every day — trying to pop into your room on the 27th floor required a good 25 to 40 minutes of combined wait time in each direction. I swear, if I could’ve taken a cab upstairs, I would have!

Speaking of cabs, we had a great dinner at Shula’s, just up the street. As we didn’t have an hour to grab coats, we cabbed it the whole block and a half. LOL. On the way back, we were brave and decided to run through the COLDEST NIGHT OF THE YEAR without any winter coverings. I myself was in a skirt, tank top and a blazer, so when the wind chill was -7 degrees, you can bet I was a Dawnsicle. *Brr*

Anyway, I have a story. (I always do!) I was ripping past The New York Times building and trying to fly across the street onto Broadway when I almost fell over this woman in a wheelchair who was trying to go the opposite direction. Now, on a normal day, I would step back and let her go first. But that night? Holy Christmas no. I almost went ass over teakettle over her chair (as I didn’t see her!), so I literally leaped ahead and did the world’s most half-assed apology ever spoken: “Sorry, but you have a coat!”

I’d say I’m going to burn in hell, but that’s OK. At least it’s warm there!