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Shebeen Club Tuesday: The Moon Project

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Virginia Gillespie When: 7-9pm, Tuesday, July 15th rescheduled to July 29th, 2008

Where: The Shebeen, behind the Irish Heather, 217 Carrall

How: reserve @ lorraine.murphy at gmail.com

How Much: $15 includes dinner and a drink

What: The Moon Project with Virginia Gillespie

Who: For more info contact: lorraine.murphy at gmail.com

The Shebeen Club is pleased to present The Moon Project with White Rock poet, author, songstress, and maverick Virginia Gillespie. The author of Taoist Inner Tube Rider will be launching her innovative new Moon Project, a year-long, cooperative artistic challenge in which she invites all artists to participate.

This will be a very free-wheeling, possibly musical event which will cross the barriers between artistic disciplines and encourage audience participation.

Bio: Taoist Inner Tube Rider began as a metaphor to describe the Author’s style of writing that has evolved into a book and CD. It is created to bring the words alive and to inspire people to engage with poetry.

Through word, sound and image revelations are presented as a lyrical journey through time and as a cyclical ride through nature.

The writing spans four decades. The geographies are desert, forest, waterways, and sky represented in wind, weather and sound waves.

A woman rides through them all – flowing through vistas and deep feelings to find meaning and purpose.

Meet and Mingle 7-7:30
Presentation 7:30-8
Summer of Love reminiscences 8-whenever

The Greatest Wii Fit Video Of All Time

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SFW but just barely. But so, so totally worth the risk: a Playgirl model, performing the Wii Fit hula hoop for your entertainment!

Quiz: What Condiment Are You?

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Well, phonically this goes very well with the previous quiz, although the literal-minded such as myself will note that it’s not really a good match.

Still, accurate!


You Are Hot Sauce


You are the life of any party, because you’re so good at bringing people out of their shell.

You have a knack for helping people happily embrace their true selves.

You are ambitious, driven, and fearless. You love taking risks.

Your taste in food is 100% adventurous.

You’re up for sampling any exotic cuisine or someone’s kitchen experiments.

You live for trying new things, and you get sick of eating the same food (even if it’s very delicious).

the Blogosphere works in mysterious ways

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TIA

Operation Global Media Domination

Indeed, no sooner had I cried to the heavens with wailing and the rending of garments (well, they were slightly torn already, but surely that counts? Like, God wouldn’t be picky about placement in linear time, would he? Ya think a deity doesn’t have better things to do than fart around with continuity details? Puh-leez!) about the loss of my paid gig than the clouds parted (probably accompanied by the Red Sea, but I can’t tell from here…anybody got Google Earth?) the angels sang (NIN’s Year Zero actually; it was lovely) and the mysterious Manolo handed me a sweet and juicy gig that’s probably ultimately going to pay better, take less time, and definitely means I don’t have to read Gizmodo anymore.

It’s a scary, only-virtually hedonistic place in there, Gizmodo: the kind of Xanadu that a Zeta Male imagines is heaven…imagines from the comfort of a Barcalounger in his mom’s basement. IE his mom’s basement, but with more stuff!

Anyway, I lost a job and, true to form, I whined. I mean, if I hadn’t whined you’d have had grounds to send in a missing person’s report, as I’d obviously have been abducted and replaced with some sort of replicant. Some pray, I whine. What can I say? The payout rate is better when I do it my way.

Fun blogging to re-commence in 24 minus n hours!

Which reminds me: for some reason I thought there was an underwear hook on this post…if it re-occurs to me, I’ll make an underwear-related post to explain. Gawd knows what it was, only it had something to do with doctors and Amy Winehouse.

quiz: what flavour Martini are you?

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To tell the truth, I’m horrified at the idea of flavoured Martinis in the first place. Oh sure, it was a kick ten years ago at Delilahs (I never DID get all the way through the Martini menu, at least, not that I recall…) but when one is a grownup one should not order Bartender’s Rootbeer and the ilk except on Eighties Night. And one most certainly should not call it a Martini.

Nonetheless, this is one scary-accurate quiz. Oogatz! It knows me as well as my best friends (you can tell they’re my best friends because I let them pick up the tab).


You Are a Chocolate Martini


You’re an elegant drunk, who only likes the best bars and the most expensive drinks.

A bit of a cheapskate, you’re likely to mooch ten dollar drinks off both friends and strangers.

You should never: Drink and dash. You’re gonna get caught leaving someone with the tab!

Your ideal party: A posh celebrity party you crash, with an open bar.

Your drinking soulmates: those with a Classic Martini personality

Your drinking rivals: those with a Blueberry Martini personality