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I got a decent response to my last call for grocery stores. If you didn't see it, go check it out and email me your local grocery store names now! This has been so fun (having people send me random emails about their grocery stores) that I think I might start doing this weekly or so...(i.e. making some excuse for people to email about some random information). I like random information. It will be an experiment. One interesting thing I noticed when I tabulated all my data from those grocery store emails is that only one person actually had a favorite local band, and that didn't even count because they put my band. (and everyone knows no one actually likes us). So anyway, point is, I can't believe no one knows what the hell is going on in their states or towns. That is a shocker to me, but do you know why that is? Because I have had my damn head immersed in the "scene" since I was 13 years old. Ever since I started to get a concept of what the rest of my life might be like, I have been forming it inside a really small, small circle. I don't even know what life without participation in a local punk rock "community" would be like. Like Meg Ryan says - "I don't know if I am the way I am because I like it, or because I'm not brave enough to try something else." No actually, that quote isn't THAT applicable, I like my life. But, I DO look at everything through these "scene" colored glasses. What would it be like to not have the largest part of your life invested in a hardly recognized community? What would it be like to not be Mrs. Subculture? Eh, I don't know. I watched You've Got Mail on my computer tonight (DVD ooh technology!). Meg Ryan is the cutest thing on this earth. I'm not a big fan of the romantic comedy, but that movie and Sleepless in Seattle both kill me. Especially when Meg says "I saw this butterfly get on the subway at 42nd street and get off at 53rd. Where could he be going? Definately to Bloomingdale's to get a hat, which would be a mistake, because you will realize later that most hats are mistakes." Well I'll be watching You've Got Mail everynight until Sunday more than likely, if you want to come by and get your cuddle on in my bed. But my guess is you probably don't, you sucker. | ||