i'm thinking...

...it was the ghost of johnny cash that started the fire, because he didn't want barry gibb to be living there.

(or maybe ryan started the fire...)

i think this is just silly. i mean, hey. i like jim morrison as much as the next guy, but i also like him as a derelict.

hey, new white stripes june 19th ! i like the album cover. remember why you love the white stripes so much here.

woo, go woodstock!

ahhhh, young love.

german godzilla!

music from big frank

more woodstock

i see my light come shining/from the west unto the east.

who designed this highway, the artist formerly known as prince?!?
























this ginormous candle has been burning in candlestock every day it's been open since 1969.

here's chris, hanging out.























here we are in front of the building where bob dylan once lived (59 tinker st. now it's a photography studio, but once upon a time it was the tinker street cafe, which was really great. before that it was the cafe expresso, and bob knew the owners and they let him crash on the top floor. he wrote "to ramona" in the cafe, in a table in the corner, as the legend goes. they had the handwritten lyrics hanging on the wall, so i guess it must be true because bob obviously gave it to them. i have pictures somewhere of those lyrics on the wall, and me sitting at the alleged "to ramona" table, and shots of the bulding from every angle...) bob also supposedly wrote "mr. tambourine man" while living here, so woodstock definitely had a nice effect on him.
































woo, big pink! this is not the first time i've seen it, but it was just as great the 2nd time around. chris also grabbed a big piece of slate from the road, so we have big pink slate in our yard now.

the obligatory album shot.























there's me!

by the time we got to woodstock

normally i would be snuggled up on the couch watching a movie right about now. but, this is day 7 without cable for me, and i already made a necklace with my woodstock beads, did a load of laundry, talked to my mom and kenny on the phone, and now i'm posting stuff. maybe i should give up tv forever...? oh, who am i kidding. we all KNOW that as soon as the cable's hooked up on tuesday i will not leave the house for days, except maybe to go to work. ANYWAY...

last night's bob show was awesome. we were right down front, it didn't rain, the temperature was cool, and the band sounded great. bob did "visions of johanna" and "i'll be your baby tonight" right in a row, and i was the happiest girl in the whole world.

i talked to a lot of people at the show...mostly this guy who plays blues harp in a touring band...he brought his 16-year old son to the show, his first. (i got this kid's life story, about how he "borrowed" some car owned by these "people" he was "housesitting" for, and when he brought the car back they called the cops and he got arrested. so he's on probation. plus he's in rehab. dang!) the dad, mike, told me that bob seems to play "visions of johanna" at a lot of the shows he sees, for some reason. i took that as a good sign, and sure enough bob freakin' played it. mike tapped me on the shoulder and said, "see?!! i told ya!!"


i also chatted with a nice couple about levon helm and woodstock and the whole area up there; how pennsylvania is really beautiful, but nothing can hold a candle to upstate new york. it's just so...GREAT up there. *sigh* we also talked to a guy that has been to a whole bunch of shows on this tour, and he took a LOT of great pictures. i took some crappy camera-phone pictures, but those aren't even worth showing anyone.

last night we stayed at a super 8 motel, and it was the stankiest and skankiest place i've stayed in for a loooooong time. but we didn't actually want to spend a crapload of money, either, sooo...i shouldn't complain.

it was slightly drizzling all day, but we had a lovely time in woodstock. we started off with a nice brunch at oriole 9, and then hit up candlestock, the golden notebook, the thrift stores, etc. then we said hello to big pink and headed on down the road. a very pleasant 2 days that were desperately needed. :)

"they're all gonna laugh at you!!!!!"

top 10 worst comics ever, as a slide show, according to maxim.

i guess christian bale lost all that weight in "the machinist" for nothing. and here he thought he was going for authenticity.

how could you not have a good day when you eat this for breakfast?

young girls are so dumb. i should know, i was one once.

what's hiding in owen wilson's shag?

bird's eye views of famous homes.

"the office" has web shows now. woo!

info about gram parsons, and the film about him that's now out on DVD.

carrie: the musical. AWESOME!

i forgot to mention that i got my dylan tickets on wednesday. fan club pre-sale, and we get to go in the stadiums 1/2 hour before everybody else, because we're special. got tix for the reading show (of course) and also to the fishkill show, which is in upstate new york. which is near woodstock. which at one point in my life was my absolute favorite place on the planet. so, the day after that show we will be kickin' it in woodstock, and i am *SO* happy. i haven't been there in a few years, so i am kinda worried that things have changed. one time i went up there and *BAM* the tinker street cafe, which is practically a landmark, was closed. just gone. poof. bought by the photography studio that inhabited the upstairs (which is where bob dylan used to live). i was really sad. i plan on a comprehensive woodstock post soon, because it is such a great place and i have such great memories, pictures, and stories from that place.

here's a teaser: levon helm of the band kissed me in woodstock at the joyous lake. and i have photos. :)