Feenix where art thou?

Although I always have made fun of Feenix her little purple butterfly wings, matter of fact the first thing I ever recall saying to her was "What's with the wings?" Today I miss them... It's our "official" Metaversary, and my baby is not there... Caught up in real stuff. So real in fact, she had to be taken to the hospital... As if the mental ward we live in together isn't enough!

Hopefully she will get to go home soon. I told her she should be in Elvis land, but I don't think I will get this little English girl to ever move. I can't say that I totally blame her, if you have a steady supply of Twinings tea, who needs that nasty Budweiser? But we have BBQ and a guy that misses you!

PBJ

People ask me why I call myself MC and not DJ. Well, I have always hated the term DJ. Likely it is because I heard the word Jockey in a derogatory fashion so often "Pizza Jockey", the guy that delivers my medium one-topping and coke. "Mail Jockey", the person always putting my letters in my neighbor's mailbox. "Hockey Jockey", the field hockey, girl shuffling, too young mom with a mini van...

Why would I want to be a Disc Jockey? I don't even use "discs" anymore.

MC is so much nicer... Master of Ceremony! You better believe it baby, I am in control!

I should really...

...Take some pictures of the goings on at Linri's Palace. I always have such a blast playing music there. Last night was no exception. Ok, so it is a little annoying to be called Tulip, instead of Tulsa. But I got you all back! See, I know how to sing, but I deliberately forget every once in a while. Tips didn't seem to suffer, so I might do that forgetting a bit more often...

I am also starting to learn what some of the regulars really like to to hear, so some more dedications may (or not, it's my show after all) be on the way...

Emy and me are also starting to build quite a crowd at P4, so if Sunday night 6-8 SLT is a bit too late for ya, come dance with us on Saturday @ P4 from 1-3.

I am thinking about about doing a more relaxed/romantic thing. Not quite the Mayhem of the regular dance events. I am sure Emy is up for another couples event, so if any of you know a good club that needs a good dose of R&B while Emy spins some moves "duo style", let us know!

No comment...

Something different...

I do two DJ/MC gigs in digital Barbie Land. Both of them are funk/disco. I was recently (as recent as yesterday) asked to fill in. An otherwise very dependable performer has been a no-call no show twice in a row now. Sure I can do that, but don't really want to do another dance/disco event. Any ideas? And please don't say classic rock or jazz!

Maybe I'll go Celtic.... Hahahahaha, Just kidding!

Conversation...

Two lips...

It all started last week... Razor (a regular at DJ Winston's Blues on the Beach shows) called me Toolsa (whether on accident or not). It's Tulsa you dope! That somehow changed into Tullie, and from there into Tulip. I can now no longer show up at Linri's Palace without someone yelling: Hey....

• Tulip (Winston)
• Daddy Tulips (Linri)
• Twolips (Razor)

Thanks Razor! Butthead! In other news, a first occurred last night. I accidentally won a contest! "Best in Silver". You can chalk that one up to my superbly grotesque clothing collection. It takes a Mr. Sheridan to own a silver suit! Also, several "friends" have pointed out the poor spelling on this blog... Well I hope you speak typonese, because I have entirely no desire to go back and fix it.