Take the night off!!

I have too many random thoughts going through my head to Twitter so I'm going to say it here so I don't start talking to myself. Maybe homeless people should have blogs... Then they won't seem so crazy. God I'm deep. Haha...

First off, Star Trek the Next Generation is really bad tv... But it's better than the news. And tonight's episode is really fucking weird because it takes place on earth and SHAJAN Luke Picard is getting all emo with his bro and shit. And the replacement Spock had parents weekend and they are human and he is totally embarrassed by them. Funny stuff. Then I have to gloat and say not only did I get my credentials for the SD/Del Mar Fair, I actually cooked and did dishes... Oh, also, the boy on this bad 80's remake of Star Trek is so gay. Too bad he could have come out of the closet on the show. It would have been great freakin' ratings.

I think that's all I have to say for now. Live long and drink wine.

Oh and make sure to paint your toenails pink at least once in your life... You haven't lived life till you felt like Barbie's feet. Hahahahaha...

Good night lovelies,

Erica aaappp

That's soooooooo 1995...

I don't really know why I keep this blog. I guess I think I will get all excited about it again someday and start writing. But as it looks right now, I'm so extremely busy that my nights of having a glass of wine and writing in my blog are gone. Now the world of Twitter and Facebook has made my ADD life quite fulfilling. You don't even need to advertise yourself or read other peoples blogs... You just post a 140 characters of shit and people respond. Haha... Nice and Easy - just like the hair dye.

Actually I'm more into Manic Panic... I know. It's so 1995 of me, but that shit is cool! It's supposedly all natural and only takes 15mins to die your hair. So I get my green tips in no time flat!! Yup - I have green hair now. It sounds gross but it's totally cool!! Sometimes I feel like my hair is like grass or looks like my half dying bamboo in my house. And sometimes if my hair is curled and flowing, it looks like I'm a mermaid with seaweed for hair... Haha... Someone said that to me. I would never call myself a mermaid. That would be egotistical. If I thought I were a mermaid that means, not only would I think I was beautiful, with big breasts and a fancy/sparkly tail, I would think that I'm a fucking mermaid and that is crazy.

Anyway, I know I don't have any followers anymore on this thing but I decided a while back I don't give a shit. I'm writing for myself now so there is no pressure... Which is good because I've got some mad pressure centers coming my way. Of course there is music. Not only am I in The Predicates, I have joined a side band, Recordable Colors (that I may have mentioned in previous posts) and have started singing and playing bass for Itai Faierman. All of them are super fun and very different sounding which is wonderful for me because it spices things up while they all make me grow as a musician. Fun stuff. Make sure to check out a show. You can see my show schedule on my solo page. :)

Then I have my clothing company, Nuclear Clothing, that has kind of been on hiatus this year but I plan on making more stuff, doing more runway shows and will start putting my clothes into local boutiques. Last but not least, a couple of my friends and I have decided to start putting on events supporting local music, art, food and entrepreneurs so we can make something bigger and better as a community so people will take notice. IndieGo Park has already done a couple of events and they have been hugely successful... Our next one is at the Casbah on August 30th so make sure you make it out to this fun and FREE event. We are hoping to make this one as epic as the last one!!

So in closing, I may not be a super-blogger-machine-maker but I have some things in the oven that are sure to beat that hot pocket in your microwave. You guys are wonderful supportive pumpkins and I can't even believe you read this whole entry. It's way too long for the FaceBook/Twitter conditioned...

ADD in the hiz-ous!!!

Erica AP

Whine and Cheese

I'm supposed to be working but I'm distracted. I'm supposed to be productive but I'm distracted. A little bit of work for money, a little bit of work for me. The work for me is overwhelming and requires more time than what I have to give. I feel myself pulling myself in all different directions but knowing in the back of my head that this is what I want. I've learned to put stress on a back burner but lately the stress is coming from areas in my life that are important and in turn is motivating me. My mind feels cluttered just writing about it.

I'm also feeling frustrated. I'm frustrated at cliques and who's cool and who's not. I'm frustrated that as adults, we still feel the need to be like this. It's frustrating that people who you think are friends, wouldn't want to work together to make something bigger than ourselves. I'm frustrated at peoples lack of respect, so much as they can't even acknowledge or respond to a simple email.

A new venture. Because of today, I'm not so sure I want to venture. My mind is overtly cluttered and there is not much more room for this kind of frustration. So maybe it will have to go on a back burner for a while. Which is ok because lets face it... I'm only one person and I can only whine for so long. So, so long to the whine and bring on the cheese. DONE!!

It's good for your health, yo!!

How are my little tidbits doing? I'm doing quite well, thanks for asking... I feel like I'm just going to have to stick to updating once and a while because again - Twitter has out won in the battle of the blog-text-self-obsessed-internet-faze... I actually have to think and sort out my thoughts with this blog. God forbid if I slow down enough to do that. But once and a while it's good for my health. Haha... I'm kidding. My blog is not good for anyones health, silly!! That's why I write in it... To waste everyone's time. I'm a fucking genius.

Anyway, so I've been a busy bee, of course. I have become a Twitter whore (as aforementioned), I have been writing and recording The Predicates new album, have been practicing a ton with my side project - Recordable Colors, and have been gearing up for another runway show for Nuclear Clothing... The most amusing part of all of this has been my decision to apply for Project Runway. That's right... You didn't get dyslexic all of a sudden... I said Project Runway. Haha... I wasn't even thinking of it but my friend mentioned it and gave me the link for the application and low and behold it all of a sudden it seemed like a good idea. Don't ask me why... I have never been trained and know nothing of patterns and can only sew averagely. (I didn't know "averagely" was a real word!!) But I figured I might as well, because what have I got to lose? It doesn't cost money and all I have to do is write and make a video about how awesome I am... Haha... I AM AWESOME!!! Haha... God, I'm such a dork.

So wish me luck and someday when I'm a famous designer I will make you all red speedos. Because I know how much you secretly love red speedos...

Love,
Your Fairy God Mother

Only read if you are drunk because I swear it's more funny...

I don't want to sound like too much of a girl, but really... WTF??? If you are a girl you know what I mean... I don't even have to explain. Haha...

So I've had a pretty good night... Practice, wine, friends and garlic bread. You can never go wrong with garlic bread or friends.

I've been using Twitter so much lately that I don't even know if I can write a whole entry!! I think I've got ADD now.

How about I just write you this very stimulating song lyrics:

The sun is so strong
Like a great game of ping pong
Don't forget the other drinking game
Shooting ping pong balls is not lame

Forever young (oh shit... I think I stole that from Rod Stewart)

I swear I'm not bitter
and I never litter
But I'm feeling annoyed
Like an out-of-space android

Forever young???? (hahahaha...)

The lame guy needs to go
Like one of those walking yo-yos
And while I make love to my drink
I realize you are not the link

Forever young... ( I totally sing this in my head every time I type it...)

Soul Train put it in perspective
Like a class you don't need, an elective
I am sick of thinking of you
because you are a big fat pooh...


Hahaha... Just how many brain cells did you lose reading that???

Love,
Erica

Monkey see, monkey do!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I think I can take a breath now. Holy shit, have I been busy. I have my first runway show for my clothing company on Friday and I'm still making clothes. It really is like Project Runway, where you are literally making and altering clothes till the night of the show. Crazy and stressful but awesome all at the same time. I can't wait. And of course I'm still doing Predicates shit, but I've also joined another side band, and it's pretty cool. Much different than the Preds, but very good too. New stuff is always fun. And I finished my solo album and am just trying to get the money to get it pressed. So many things in the works... I hope I'm not spreading myself too thin. I don't really feel like it, but I feel a little ADD sometimes. One day I'll be super motivated about one project and another day I'll be pumped about another one. Maybe that's my way of distributing my energy. We'll see if it works.

And through all these projects I still need to work a 40 hour job and make time for friends, family and myself... I'm getting good at this scheduling thing. :) Although owning your business has it's stresses. I'm not talking about money because I'm not really making a profit yet but I've realized how hard it is to rely on other people. Even the people that you thought cared. I learned this when I worked for this awful purse designer a while back. She would work, day and night, on her company and then give me a guilt trip about not caring as much as her. Of course I don't care as much as her. It's not my company, she paid me crap and had absolutely no respect for me. That a sure fire way to get an employee to not care. I can't wait to have employees because I know exactly what NOT to do. Even if I don't do everything right, I know I will never treat anyone the way she treated me.

So 12am on a Tuesday night, I just made 2 skirts and I feel like I have the energy to write in this blog. I must be doing something right...

But I'm still feeling a little guilty that this blog is not so funny anymore... Maybe I just haven't hit my elbow in a while? Get it?? Funny bone? Haha... God, I'm a dork.

Here's a funny tid-bit... There was a crazy naked man running around my back patio last night like a caged monkey. For real... I'm not fucking kidding. It was extremely bizarre and as time passes it gets more and more amusing...

Alright. That's all I got, my sexy things. I love and miss all 3 of you and hope you are living large. :)

Getting it on - one leg at a time.. (What???)
Erica AP

P.S. I was just looking for pictures of monkeys and I'm pretty sure a monkey will be my next pet. That's not weird to have a monkey instead of a kid, is it??

Everyone's got a bit of crazy eyes, right??

Sometimes I get in a place in my head that refuses to let me get out. I feel like I want to do something that is productive but instead I just sit and watch tv. Fuck tv. No- wait - I love tv but I don't like how it wastes half hour after half hour. Just because things aren't exactly the way you want them to be doesn't mean that life is shitty. It just mean you need to take a night off from trying to force something. Forcing anything in life is meaningless and fake. When I feel like I'm forcing something I feel uncomfortable and in turn make other people feel uncomfortable. My best bet is to just fucking chill out, take a deep breath and let time deal with it. Then I think how much easier it would be to be a hermit in the mountains of Vermont but then I remember that we as humans are social by nature and need to be around and communicate with others. But, damn, life is so much easier when you can just talk to yourself and your dog. Your dog understands everything. Even if he doesn't he, we think he does and that's all that matters. We are just trying to stay sane. Sane is a strange feature of life. I've lately come in contact with some not so sane actions and I'm not sure if I'm just being a fuddy-duddy or if I'm being logical like Dr. Spock, but I have an opinion about it and it's not very friend friendly. That makes me feel like a bad friend. But really, when someone goes a bit crazy there is not much I can do. I can tell them I'm worried and that's about it. I think the only crazy I can handle is my pup, because if you look at my flickr pictures you can see he's got the crazy eyes... I don't think I can handle the crazy eyes in a friend. So I say, ok.... and I have a glass of wine and let life churn around and around while I sit at my computer searching for something thats a little more sane than me... or my friend...

Saner than my dog,
EAP