In the spirit of libations!

I have recently seen the movie, "Julie & Julia." Wonderful movie, really, funny, heart warming, all the nice fuzzy feelings that movies like that are supposed to do. This movie has since inspired me to start writing my blog less like an update forum and more like well... a blog. So, in the spirit of the moment I have a thought, a story really, I'd like to share with you all in the form of a blog.

It shouldn't come as much of a surprise to most who know me that this story is based on poo. I have wonderful exciting stories that I love to share, and so many of them revolve around poo, poop, feces, etc. This story begins in the bathroom on the second floor of the University Library on IUPUI's campus. Third stall down. I was not in this stall, no, I was in the first one, taking what I like to call an epic turd dunking. The day before you see I had gone without my usual cup o' Joe due to the fact that the day before I had some tummy troubles, so to give my on coming future ulcer a break I went without. As a consequence I did not poo that day. Sad, I know, but true. Fortunately this means the next day during a break from classes I finally got to take a massive, time stopping, joyous filled crap. You know, the kind that when you're done you feel a million times lighter, and surprisingly, happier. Oh man this thing was AWESOME!!

I was even more fortunate that when I went in the restroom, there was a very noisy couple of ppl that came in in front and behind me thus masking the kurplunking and thhhrumping that went along with it much less noticeable. I was almost finished when all of a sudden the last person was gone and I was stuck there on the pot with a very quiet, and we'll assume shy individual two stalls down from mine. These ppl suck. I mean, honestly, you're not performing nearly as embarrassing a procedure as I am, so finish it up and move on so I can walk out with some of my dignity left in tact. Yes, it's true, even I like to wait for the last person to leave before I do after taking a humung-o poop in a public restroom.

As I waited for this person to take their leave so to speak I realized that some how I had gotten myself into a toilet stand down. It was like playing the quiet game with our sphincters. We both just sat there, tinkling here and there, me letting out the last little bits of yesterday and this morning and still no one moved. She tinkled. I pooted. She shifted. I scratched... my arm. It was painful, simply painful just sitting there waiting for the other person to wipe, get up and out.

Finally, after a long long wait some poor unsuspecting soul came in and, no joke, sat right between us. AWKWARD!! I took this as my get out while you can excuse. I cleaned myself up and quickly, but thoroughly washed my hands and got the heck out of dodge!

The tension from the bathroom gone from my shoulders I sauntered back into the library, back to my computer and wrote this blog. To say the least I feel amazing now. Light and jovial. And I have to wonder, is that poor shy girl in the bathroom still sitting on that toilet waiting for the bathroom to be empty enough that she can walk out with her head held high? Someone should really tell her that in the end we all poop. And thank God for that!

Tata for now!

Tricia

Here in Brownsburg now!

So I have officially moved back up to Indiana. There was a time in my life when this prospect scared the living shit out of me... but I seem to have fallen right back into the life of corn fields, strip malls and bad hygiene that Indianians so desperately tend to cling to.

I have work too, in case anyone was interested. I work at Westside Garden Plaza on the westside of Indy. It's actually right in the middle of my commute to and from home and school which is neat. It's a senior living community and I work on the independent living side which just means less poo, and more doggies!!!!! It's kinda nice working with old crazy people and not always having to wipe thier ass...

...anyway... life is good and being closer to family and good friends in great! The picture is of the new work environment.

Good ol' Chuck D

That's right everyone I have officially worked with a LEGEND!!! I PA'd with Gamma Blast yet again for a new special with good old Charlie Daniels. He reminded me of my Grandpa Blake but taller and less limpy and more beardy.

I did a lot of heavy lifting and scratches all over my body, but it was fun none the less. Good people, good food and lots of fake trees. What part of that doesn't sound like fun?

I didn't actually meet him though, that part was somewhat fabricated to make myself sound cooler. Sorry to ruin the illusion all. And for anyone wondering, yes he wore a big hat. A big country bagillion gallon cowboy hat... it was... awesome.

Not sure if I'll have anymore gigs but it was so much fun and I feel truly blessed to have had these opportunties. Thank you everyone at Gamma especially Chad and Matt for helping me live a dream of mine. I guess for now I'll stick the summer out here in Nashville and then back to Indy to begin realizing a new dream.

Gloriana Shoot

I went to Spokane, and Seattle Washington as well as Portland, Oregon to shoot a music video with a company in Nashville called Gamma Blast. The band we shot is shown below and they open for Taylor Swift on her Fearless Tour she's on right now.


The picture above is a picture I took with Chad, the guy in the red shirt's, camera. I think it looks pretty fantastic, however the camera is like $13,000.

This is me and the DP (director of photography) Bill in the lockers at the Rose Garden in Portland Oregon which was our last stop. I had a lot of fun on this shoot. Definitely the most exciting one I've ever done.
This is a shot with the entire crew and the band. I actually made fun of Tom, the guy on the end in the blazer's, smile right before this picture was taken. No worries, he was totally cool with it, we were joking back and forth afterward, and I didn't lose my job!

I also got to see Moe while I was in Seattle, however I don't have a camera so there is no picture proof this happened, but I swear it did! I literally called her at like midnight and she came and picked me up, we went to her and Andrew's apartment, I ate a lean pocket, had some bubble tea (my first) and then they took me back to my hotel. It was far too short, and next time I'm out there I'm making it a point to stay much longer :)

I didn't get to see much of the cities we were in, we were pretty busy shooting the band, but what I did see I liked. The drive from Seattle to Portland was a very pretty one and we stopped in Olympia, Washington to eat lunch which was fun. The restaurant we went to used to be a pool hall and whore house I think at one point, but they've fixed up since then ;) All in all it was a pretty fun trip. Where this takes me I don't know, but it should be interesting to find out!

And that my friends, as they say in the business, is a wrap!

New Direction

Well for those who will ever actually read this and or care, I'm going into a completely different direction of my life. With the combination of living with a nursing major and working at Camp Isanogel I've decided to go back to school and learn how to be an Occupational Therapist. Yes, I know, this means paying for school all by myself now, classes, papers and grades. It won't be pretty, but I truly believe that God has pointed me into a direction that will fit me better and serve his purpose for me. Sometimes we have to admit that the path we choose is not the path he had in mind.

The picture is from camp this summer, one of my favorites. The dress was a fun way to dress up for our last dance at camp.

Country Music 1/2 Marathon

I did the Country Music 1/2 Marathon with my parents and Jason last weekend. This is not an actual picture of me, if you couldn't tell, but I think it represents me pretty well. We had a lot of fun, tortured ourselves a bit, but I think it was worth it in the end. I finished in 3:03:22, Jason and Dad finished together at 2:53:37 and Mom came in about 15mins after me. Needless to say I think we're all recovering.

Current Position

As of late I've been struggling to get a real hold on the working world. I work at a restaurant in Nashville, TN called Couva Calypso. It's a job, not much else to tell you about it. Their webiste is, http://www.calypsocafe.com/home.htm