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Been a busy few days...thursday night was another TPE show at the Funhouse in Seattle...I was sick as a fucking dog, but with Miss Ashley "Smasha ya face" out of town, I was the only female peformer, and the show must go on...so I jacked myself up on a shit ton of DayQuill, and made it through the night. 4 costume changes, and even a game of twister to fuck with the crowd. I had so much fun, as usual...The Pleasure Elite is my favorite band to perform with.

Me and Pappy Taint chillin' before the show...

Twister anyone?

I just really dig this shot.

A long time TPE fan, and now a Zebrana fan as well...really nice guy...

Pappy Taint doin' his thing...he's also the singer in my band, Bastard Child.

Sludge Bob no pants...

Really intense look from Elvis Christo...

Moi, doin' my thing with Luvleggs behind me doin' his thing...

If you get on stage, you're fair game.

Vblast

Rockin' the cyborg costume, first time in a couple years...

Hustlin' the merch...really dig this photo a lot.

So...anyone who was brave enough to play twister with me got fucked with...lol...too much fun, I seriously prefer the smaller clubs to the bigger venues...

Like, when we played the Seattle Tattoo Expo last summer, we had all this space, but we kept running into eachother...me and Serendipity tripped Luvleggs, making him fall on his ass...I poured whiskey in both mine Elvis Christ's eyes, Vblast was running into people, it was so fucking wierd, it was like everyone forgot how to walk or something when given a shit ton of room, but give me a tiny ass stage soaked in beer and water, and I don't even as much lose my footing...fucking wierd...
 

I also got a really nice compliment from one of the doorguys. As we were loading out he said, "hey, that was a really great show, and you did an awesome job, your choreography was perfect and on time..." and I looked at Elvis, and he looked at me, and we both started laughing. And I just shook my head and said, "thank you, but there's no choregraphy involved in this shit", and he was like "what? really? not at all...but you were on time with the music, and the way you interacted with the band members and they reacted to you...", and I smiled and laughed a little, "no, no choreography....all I know when I get on stage is what outfits I'll be wearing and sometimes what songs I'll be coming out to, but no choregraphy", and the guys jaw dropped, and he was like, "how is you go so well with the songs?" and again I smiled, "I LOVE this band, and I know all the songs in the set, that's it." So let me add, that I don't think I'm great or anything, this is one guys opinion, but it was a really nice compliment. Something more creative than..."wow, you're really tall" or "wow, you're really hot".

Friday was really busy. Since I've had wheels again, it's like I forgot gas cost money...so I drive home after unloading gear back into the practice space, pass the fuck out after washing the make-up off my face, then wake up 4 hours later to take my husband to work. After my morning routine, I go to leave, and my dogs are looking at me like WTF?, so I decide to take them with me, and I drive to Auburn to get the fuel injector thingys for my carburator. After that, I swing by my old work at Acme Tattoo in Kent to say hi to the boys since they are less than 10 min. from Carbs Unlimited. Hang out for a bit, call Jerm, and I'm on my way to Seattle for my Friday the 13th tattoo (a pabst can with the number 13 on it). Hang out there for a few hours, making new friends, eating pizza, and getting tattooed. Then I realize it's a lot later than I thought it was, jump in my truck, and head home so I can get the dogs back to Tacoma. Home maybe half an hour, when I go to meet up with the Hershey Squirts so I can ride with them BACK up to Seattle for a seattlepunk.org show.

Bad ass show, having lots of fun, putting faces to names on the forum, and then...I noticed Thom was too busy to take any pictures, and Brittaney was taking pic at the Cancer Sucks! benefit that the Kings were playing, so I offered to take pics for him if he brought his camera. Long story short, a $400 camera gets knocked out of my hands by friendly moshers ramming into me, and then when I go to close out my tab, a girl spills her drink all over me and the camera. The camera is fuct, permanently, and I'm so distracted over feeling like shit and explaining the situation to Thom that when Tyler says my ride is leaving...I'm halfway back to Tacoma, and my debit card is still sitting with an open tab at the bar. There's just enough liquor in my system mixed with the DayQuill I'm hyped out on to keep my body convinced I'm not sick, that this suddenly turns into not such a great ending to what was an awesome day. So I started going into myself like I do sometimes. When we get back to the THS house, I hear Tyler asking Jason if I'm okay to drive home. Jason's like...I think so, I'm not sure. So Tyler asks me, and at first I say yes, then stumble into the bathroom to piss. On my way I take a good look in the mirrior, and I'm thinking about why I stopped drinking and driving, and no living 8 blocks away does not make it acceptable, so I apologize to my friends for lying, and pass out on the couch.

I wake up a few hours later with a knarley kink in my neck, and I realize I passed out using a guitar as a pillow...drive home feeling sore as fuck, and crawl into bed. It's like 5am at this point.

I wake up and look at my clock, 11:30, and I do not want to get out of bed...but I know the boys will be over soon for band practice, so I kinda stumble out of bed and into the shower. Practice acctually went really really well despite how shitty I was feeling between being sick, a slight hang over, and the lack of sleep I've gotten the last few days. But it was also the day for the photo shoot for our album. So that was fun, and cold as fuck.
 

Michelle Lemon of Lemon Dezines showed up around 4pm, and the more I get to know this girl, the more I love her. We had all been talking throughout practice about changing the way we were going to do the shoot, and Honky Bastard was like, well if you're down, then cool...and I started laughing, I was like...well it depends on if Michelle is down to shoot that or not...and she was...she was even mentioning how it kinda sucked we didn't want to shoot more photos to touch on some other subjects, but it was so fucking cold, I was bright red by the time we were done, so the photos weren't nearly as violent as we were all originally wanting to do, but we're still really happy with the way they turned out, and Gingie Bastard is already working on a song for our title track.

Here's a preview of the stuff she shot for the album, the rest you all can see when the cd comes out...

Here's me and Honky Bastard (aka BiggStank on here aka my drummer)...
 

It was so hard to get serious shots through the whole shoot, because anytime we tried to be serious, someone would make us all start laughing, and so it was hard to keep the duct tape on my mouth...good times, I'm sure it gave all my neighbors one more reason to be freaked out by me...

(you can kinda see my Friday the 13th tattoo in this pick, looks like a lick and stick, and is the smallest tattoo I have)

I think the hardest for her to shoot would probably have to be Gingie Bastard though...I don't have any pics of him to post as a preview...but he'd keep moving whenever she was about to take a pic. He's never done anything like this before, acting or otherwise, so he was really a fish out of water, although, some of the pics with him came out really well.

The funniest thing was after all was said and done, Sir Taint was in the living room doing something when a couple of my man's friends came over, so he answerd the door. He had blood splatter all over his face, and Dillan was like...WHOA, What the fuck happened to you man? And he's all..."I just, I just can't talk about it, I don't know how...it's too terrible" so he yells for me, and I come around the corner covered in blood with my face all fuct up looking, and Dillan and Chris are like, HOLY SHIT, WTF did we just walk into? So I told them what was up, Taint is laughing his ass off, I'm laughing my ass off, and Dillan is clutching his chest, saying..."that's some good art, because you sure as fuck freaked me out". Put a smile on my face.

So Dan took care of some shit on my truck so I could head up to Seattle AGAIN, and pick up my debit card from the Funhouse.

We also decided to go ahead and put some of the rough recordings up on the myspace today, so people can hear what we sound like, even if it is just the preliminary shit (we are no where close to being finished on our recordings for the album yet). So please take some time and go check it out.
 

www.myspace.com/bastardchildrens

All in all it was a lot of fun, I plan on replacing Thom's camera, because I really feel like shit about the whole thing...but that's one negative in a sea of positives. So I will fix the problem, and not dwell on it.

Lot's of good stuff really. Turning 26 in a little over a week, looking forward to my birthday show on the 21st! (Even though we're not really sure if we'll have the van running by then or not). But ya know...if you create a goal, the universe has a way of opening doors, and I truely believe that.

Goodnight/morning, and hope everyone had a wonderful weekend.

-Z