Dissed by a Drag Queen

Last night I had one of my best Halloween outfits ever as Mother of Dragons Khaleesi Daenerys Stormborn of the House Targaryen.  I was fortunate enough to be invited to "Quench" a gay bar with a costume contest.  My friends a sexy witch and Edward Scissorhands and Velma were there with me.

As the gorgeous drag queen MC called me out onstage I cried out "Unsullied!!!  Will you fight for me as free men!!"  Two of my friends yelled and clapped wildly.  The MC said sorry honey your two friends aint going to win you this contest.  I yelled at her "DRACARYS!!!" which is the command for my dragon to burn her.  

The Queen was most displeased with this outcome.

However her fun friends soon distracted her from enacting revenge.....

Black Racer Florida Snake

I cant live here any longer than my 6 month lease.  I have to find a modern condo or apartment NOT on the ground level in some kind of paved modernized grounds.  Today I was sweeping and vaccuming and shaking  out some rugs and
1) found one lizard behind my tv. Killed it after about 10 minutes of trying to catch it.
2) after letting a rug sit out in the sun to air out, I lifted it up and a big "black racer" snake slithered out from under it.

I CANNOT TAKE IT.  THIS IS WHY THE ONLY WAY I CAN SLEEP IS IN MY IMPENETRABLE BUG TENT.

Now, I read that the lizards eat the roaches and ants.  I can deal with roaches and ants myself.  I cant deal with these anole lizards that move as fast as cockroaches. I then read that the black racer feeds on lizards, and the place he slithered into is where all the lizards live in the back yard. ok, maybe it will work out--but its pictures like this that keep me terrified and inside my tent:

Ok I'm going to have to go into my tent and watch some dvd's on my laptop to recover from this morning's episodes.

Tata for now.

Varanasi, city of beauty vs. ugliness

Today I went in to get Mr. Gupta to for his lunch that was delivered as usual from home.   Mr. Saha told me, say this to him in Hindi, he will be shocked and surprised.  So I knocked and went into his office and said “Buk leghit, challyeh Khana Khana Hey!”  (“I’m hungry, lets eat lunch!) –he and two guys were in his office and burst into laughter but said Marni, we are talking about an incident today that is very upsetting—one of my BEST friends (of Mr. Guptas) owns several gas stations in Varanasi.  He has a guy that has worked for him for 10-12 years, a long time, who takes the cash to the bank three times a day—the overnight money he takes at 9 am, then 12pm, then at 4 pm he takes the rest of the day’s cash to the bank for deposit.  He has done this same routine (on a motorcycle—mistake number one, you should always be in a car) for many years.

Pastoral scene of grazing cows, goats, dogs in varanasi

“Today, he was attacked by three men in black head wraps with guns and they shot him two bullets in the chest and murdered him, took all the money, and started to try to get away.”  This all happened in front of a huge crowd, like right in front of their faces, and they grabbed two of the guys, the crowd started picking up stones, bricks, wood scraps, and they beat the killer and one other guy until they were near death.  They took the gun, shot the rest of the bullets (maybe 4 left) up into the sky to empty the gun.  Now, the police began to arrive.  The crowd ran away, not wanting to be caught as the “killers” of the murderer.   The third killer got away by running away through the crowd.  The police captured the two killers that the crowd had apprehended and took them into custody, beating and torturing them until they gave up the name and address of the third guy, whom the police found and found with the money and captured him.  The two guys beaten by the crowd will die, say the doctors.

Obviously we have horrible murders every day in the US, but somehow this was so much different, with a crowd of people that would catch and beat the killer right there because they witnessed it and there was NO question as to who did it, etc.   I told them, in the US they would never do that, capture and beat the killer, no one would ever step in and do that…I found a visceral pleasure in the fact that people would take action like that. 

So I hope to find an article in the local paper tomorrow on this event.  Everyone in town knew about it, I went shopping for some scarves and silk after work and all the people at the shop knew about it, its all over town in seconds.  I might take a look at youtube and see if anyone caught it on their phone…

Amazing.  So—to all those who I have previously recommended traveling to Varanasi as a destination of a lifetime,  and extolled the holiness and sanctity of the ganges and the ghats, in the last 5 years it has become increasingly dirty, corrupt, disgusting and dangerous.  Siddharth, who is about 30, belongs to a city council type group of young business people who are working to improve the city, the trash, the crime, and all corruption.  They say it will take maybe two generations or two decades for them to overcome the current standard of living….til the older laissez faire generation ages out and dies…. I am going to attend a “Saturday night social” party thrown by their group tomorrow with Siddharth and his wife, all the new generation that is working hard to change their ancient city.  And of course there is karaoke and drinking, and I bought a new kurti tunic- gold and black--that is spectacular.  So I can’t wait.

Wow its never dull in Varanasi.

Near "worlds collide" Seinfeld moment.

For everyone who knows every word of dialogue and every interaction from every Seinfeld episode, you have to hear the latest run-in.   I barely ever hear or see my neighbor, a supposed Vietnam Vet who has lived there for 18 years and never made a peep. Saw him a couple times disappearing into his duplex side without a shirt.  Very pasty heavyset man.  Just now I heard some loud bumps and crashes and thought --should I just sit here, or should I check if something is wrong?

Well the good samaritan in me came out so I went outside and saw the neighbor, putzing around with a weed whacker that broke,  finally wearing a decent set of cabana clothes w shorts and a shirt, and I am wearing a green camo tshirt with asian printed pajama lounge pants.....I said hi is everything okay with you?  I heard some bumps and crashes, wanted to see if you were okay.  He replies "Oh I might have been in the bathroom..." (agggh yikes what?!)

I say uhhh... well, as long as you're okay.  Hey by the way, do you have a bug problem over there?  he says yeah pretty bad.  I told him about my special hookup with this once a year exterminator etc etc. and if we could both agree to let them do the whole inside and out of both our sides we could get rid of all those f'ing roaches-- which by the way are now only appearing DEAD in my house but from the wall that separates us.... all the while I'm trying not to look at the grapefruit sized GOITER on his neck... he must have noticed and I'm just hoping I don't set him off with my camo tshirt... what if he has Korean war flashbacks of bad meat and kishkas...

He says well I can't do it right away because I'm having this operated on to take it out (as he points to the large ball hanging off his neck) he hesitates, they call it a....G.....G.....and I jump in "a goiter, yeah?" and he says yeah, Goiter, and its on my...... you know... the growth gland..."Your thyroid, huh?"  Yeah and they took a sample and its not cancerous and I hadn't even noticed it until someone said something then I realized how big it had gotten and said I better get it seen by a doctor.  I said who's going to pay for your surgery, it better be the government!  and then I thought uh oh am I going to trigger a PTSD flashback saying that vehemently with my army shirt on!!??

 I said okay, when I get back from India (where I will wear Timberlands to appear taller and never use the bathroom) then lets talk to Chuck (the landlord) and make him take care of it.  Whats your name again? He says Alan.  After I went back inside, I tried to think of a way to remember his name with a mnemonic device, as I never remember anyone's name.  "Alan......Ball...... (one of my favorite directors) yeah Alan BALL on his neck"  now I'll always remember.

Anyway, just so many Seinfeld references I had to put it all down.  They were running through my head the instant our whole interaction started to go down.

  "The Mahatma???"

"Its Kreplach!"

Cabana wear from Mr. Costanza

BANSHEEEEEEEEE

BANSHEE BANSHEE BANSHEE! Okay it could go terribly wrong, but in this pilot, as every other Alan Ball show (Six Feet Under, True Blood), I screamed outloud with no one around "NOoooooo!" at the end of the episode, wanting more. Amish mafia slaughterhouse, skinheads, persian diamond thieves, black manhattan drag queen identity forgers, hot fake ex-con sherriff, all in a small town in Pennsylvania?
p.s. extremely strong fighting female roles, and Cinemax is free this weekend to check it out.

http://www.cinemax.com/banshee/#/banshee/video/


http://www.cinemax.com/banshee/video/?bctid=2083432701001

Tuco as a wet rat

Tuco's Sunday Bath

3 dogs and a bike

Marni, Tess, Kasha and Rune take a spin by the lake

Gallup NM

BTW just flipped on tv and it was already on a CSI vegas episode and  the first dialogue spoken was "the credit card was registered to an address in Gallup New Mexico--talk about bizzarre

Traveling East, Day Two Nov 1 2012

"Ash Fork" AZ, population 3 buildings,
 had green juice at the general store

Oh today will probably turn out to be the best of the ride—amazing stunning landscapes thru Arizona and New Mexico, 

a drive for $20 thru “Bearizona” the drive through animal park with literally all the animals could come up to your window.  The bison and bear almost did.  

Sacred White Bison dirty brown from dust and fire smoke

this is no zoom, he's just standing next to the car

This is how loose the whole park is,
anything can come right up to your car! Here's a baby white bison

I broke the rules a little opening the window to take pics, but remember I’ve been fully trained to Level One volunteer at Wildlife Waystation on all these animals…. Ha haha ha.  You enter and they give you a wireless box to set on your dash and as you b-b-b-bb—b drive over the cow trap/electric shock set fence openings, you really are there right next to the animals.  SO great!!  Can you imagine the dogs and Tuco looking at a wolf or bear right next to the car?  

They were going IN sane.  There was a Raptor live bird show but we would have had to wait another 45 mins… just couldn’t wait.

Saw “sacred cows”  White Bison (brown from dirt), baby bears, bighorn sheep, timber and grey wolves, white Dall sheep, baby pigs and some crazy lookin roosters.  Also, there was a forest fire nearby and so in the park it was hazy and smoky and kind of unearthly.  Great.

Stopped at “ASH FORK” nowhere Arizona, as it seemed one of the oldest and least modernized rte 66 cool tiny stops, population three buildings….. 

In Ash Fork, AZ

and took the dogs out for relief and where did I walk them? Right into a patch of dried old cactus stickers and they started yelping and limping, I had to remove all the stickers from the pads (which then subsequently stuck into MY fingers aghhh those poor dogs!)

walked the dogs into piles of dried cacti stickers by accident

But the most important thing about 3 building Ash Fork, AZ, is that the “general store” had GREEN JUICE!!!  I bought three bottles and when a lady saw me set them up on the counter she exclaimed “WHAT!!!  They have that green juice!!!”  I was impressed.

By the time we neared Gallup, it was getting really windy and I got nervous driving  so we decided to stop—I tried calling all the hotels from trip advisor that were rated well, pets, inexpensive, tried to call each one and no calls would go through.

Drive into the one I thought looked best, they say the whole city is out of phone and internet due to some connection to an east coast system?  That seems so BS?  So I could send text messages from wireless but no sending, had to delay my update til tonite.

By the way, I am starting and ending every road trip day with DJango Django CD—it is the first music that has made me feel so back to normal loving music, its been dead in me for a while…. Betta said a couple weeks ago “I’ll take you to the Django Django show at Echo for free, you will love it. “ Certain that it was the music for me.So I checked some of their songs on internet I liked it but not blown away.  Then, she  me to the concert  Blehhhhhh  I did not hook into it.

made it to the next state each day

Then, she brought the full cd to listen to on the way to our first horse ride, told me certain tracks to play, I went WILD, and she gifted me the whole cd as going away present (along with awesome horse leg pendant--un-believably cool I'm wearing it every day.  I think you have to listen to Django in the car, enveloping  you, its spacey swoops and jangly claps and tamborines and spaghetti western mixed with gary numan, with quickly changing refrains in every song it never gets boring.  lyrics all about future plans, traveling and the horizon and clouds its the absolute perfect soundtack for this roadtrip, every day I play it.  Tuco LOVES it and starts whistling or "La la la" everytime I put it on.  It has a lot of harmonies and building up and down "LAAAAAA"s in it so very easy for him to digest.  Hail to the Bop.

Travelogue Move to WI Day one....halloween

To start the day I had to discard all the crap that I just couldn't pack, fit, or handle at the last minute.  My at least 40 lb stuffed garbage bag broke as I tried to heave it in the dumpster one=handed and I had to sweep up coffee grounds, broken glass, anything gross you can think of.  I was on the verge of tears from exhaustion.

My lovely feisty neighbor June kept asking if there was anything she could do to help me, and she can't load, cant carry, y'know, I would never ask her even though she offered.  then she said "Can I make you a sandwich for the road?" and I said thank you June, yes, that I can accept.

Thank god.  I finally pulled out with the trailer at 10:30 exhausted, dirty, sweating, and just at my limit. Then, tuco started screaming because I was stressed, and I couldn't reach his food bag, but I could reach June's sandwich.  We shared it and Tuco was so happy, and quiet.

The dogs are perfection, they know the routine now,  it still stresses them out, but they just deal with it, no misbehavior from any of the three.  Considering what it could be, I think they are just the most darling supportive friends and so well behaved and well adjusted, I am truly lucky.

Made it to Kingman AZ, trying for Flagstaff AZ but thought I would treat myself to a gross Wendys Combo #1 w extra cheese,  at truck stop (It is delicious at the Balboa/Roscoe Wendys) , thinking oh what a treat to have fast food after all green juice and berries all week. At all the gas or pit stops, they had these bizarre signs posted on the doors, "If you have a mask on that covers your face it must be removed before entering"  -- so no Nixon masks to cover up robberies on Halloween?  Well, after the Wendys, it wasn't no Van Nuys Wendys,  I started to feel sick and could not make it further than Kingman.

Checked Yelp for local hotels, got highest rated with lowest price that takes pets, the lady at the desk said honey I'm so glad you did not stop at motel 6 or Days Inn, etc, 7 of the 12 hotels in this city are  infested with bedbugs and sometimes don't even change the sheets when someone leaves if they dont look dirty.

well I have my wipes and my sleep sheet that are well worth it from traveling in gross chinese hotels so  even though she said travelodge is so clean and nice, you can bet I'm still using it and will not put bare feet on floor.

bizarre beautiful barren landscape through mojave

Tuco enjoys time out of the travel cage at Travelodge, makes no noise.. what a good boy.
I stopped at petco and bought all kinds of new treats and foraging materials, he was having a great time.
then he started destroying the stretch cord
 top of the cooler bag next to cage when I was watching tv not paying attention.
Its all my fault, I cant get mad.

back to back sacked out good boys, now used to road trips
and weird hotel stays..... so well adjusted.  I give them  fawning massage  "medical treatment" (checking for new or growing tumors) each night to release some endorphins.  oh you should see them and their thankful, loyal
eyes,,,,,,