The many ODD jobs of Meade Skelton..

I was sitting in the Dentist dreadfully early this morning (try like 9 in the AM!), I was thinking about the jobs I've had over the past years. Like many a struggling musician, I've had to take some awful jobs. Some were interesting, because you meet some new people. But mostly, its very mundane and uninspiring work. The only way to get through is to live in the fantasy movie that plays though my mind every night.
So here's what I have done so far:

Present: Tropical Smoothie. Um, well its a smoothie shop. I have to make wraps, smoothies, and prep food, clean the floors, wash dishes, run food out to people, take orders, stock items, fill sauce cans, dump out the garbage, etc, etc, etc. They can call it Tropical Hell for me!

Liberty Tax Waver: Actually this was one of my most favorite jobs. I did this past winter of '08 from February to April 15th. Just seasonal. I stood outside on Hull St Road and Courthouse waving to passers by for Liberty Tax Service. The only downside was the chilly air. I was dressed up as either Uncle Sam or the Statue of Liberty (my first "cross dressing" experience") The really NICE part was- the office was way way way in the back of the shopping center. So I was yards away from it. They left me on my own out there. No one breathing down my neck. Just nice and about 5 hours a day of waving to people. It only paid 6$ an hour, though. I did get a 75 cents raise by April 15th.

Barnes And Noble Short Pump Christmas 2006: During December 2006 I worked at Barnes and Noble near Short Pump Town Center. It wasn't too bad. I got to assist customers which was nice. I did work Christmas Eve too. My very first experience at the tender age of 27- using a cash register. Many people weren't bad to work with. I did the cafe first- it was the Starbucks of the store. I was able to make the drinks pretty fast. Only had two customers that weren't happy with it. But it got right busy. Then I worked in the music department, which I thought would be fun. Turns out it was a drag. I stocked inventory mostly. Then I had to greet each customer with "Can I help you find anything?"?? One manager/shift leader was really nice. The other was a real jerk! He made me want to gag. I couldn't stand him, and he was patronizing as heck. I sure hope he isn't working there anymore

Political Phone Calling (Through A Temp Agency)

I got this job in early 2006 that entailed calling people and asking them about candidates. Some questionnaires were long. We had to read a script from a computer screen. Some times the people in charge would get on my case because I didn't' read the script word for word. I would paraphrase. I got some people who enjoyed doing the surveys. This is the job where when I called The Midwest or Northeast people thought I was from England. I told them, no I'm from Virginia. Only one lady in California could peg me correctly. But she just guessed The South and didn't know where in the South I was from. I had one guy scream at me he was a tad paranoid .
The pay was good- 9$ an hour. But it was really not very fun work because I just never knew who I was going to get on the other end of the line. And sitting all evening in a chair. 5 hours of calling people on the phone. Those people should thank their lucky stars anyone would want to ask them anything!







Florist Delivery Driver
I worked at Vogue Flowers from April 2002-April 2003. I was just a kid then- early 20s and very imperious. I couldn't really take orders from most people, and to top it off, I worked for two Greeks. They were always yelling at me on the Walkie Talkie "Meade, where are you !?? I had to drive around Metro Richmond all day long, sit in traffic, and look for some streets that were hard to find- or house numbers in the dark. Then I gained a whole lot of weight because I was sitting all day, and tempted by the fast food joints. Usually when the bosses were calling me, I would tell them I was on my way back to the store or making a deliver, while in reality, I was probably snarfing down a Big Mac from McDonald's. I really hated flowers after doing that ! On the first day they had me drive the large Economy Van- its like the size of a bus. And I scraped the paint off when trying to pull into the warehouse (there wasn't much room in there!) The pay wasn't too bad- 8$ an hour, but after a year I had enough. Also, I was fixin' to make a name for myself. I couldn't take driving around Metro Richmond all day. One funny thing, though, I delivered some flowers to a local hospital. It was in a black vase. The card read " I hope you die on the operating table tomorrow". I think it was from an ex-wife to her ex-husband.

GoodWill Ambassador (2001) Well, sort of. I was a donations attendant, more or less. This was my first entry level job. Yes I was already 22, and I couldn't get a job til then. I don't know why. When I was 18 I looked for jobs at local horse stables in Loudoun County. Then we moved to Richmond and I would try to get any interviews and nothing. So this was my first hiring paying job. Well, I was working with some Ex-Cons to start. The first week they trained us at the loading dock. I had to count all these donations. Some of the men didn't like me there. I think because I was young and not rough looking. I think they resented that. I hated being treated like I was a field hand! Anyways, after a few weeks I moved on to sitting in the parking lot of the Ukrop's on W. Broad St near Gaskins road, counting trucks and taking donations. One time, this old lady stopped by and handed me something for recycling. Just curious I opened the bag after she left- it was full of porn magazines! The Jehovah's Witnesses would stop by every Saturday morning with Watch Tower Magazines. I was only there 2 months.

A Night In Purcellville

I drove up to Purcellville to perform at Market Street Coffee. The trip was nice, but it was right foggy as I made my way up Rt 15 onto Harmony Church Rd. Purcellville has changed a bit since I last was there back in 1998. But it did my heart good to see lots and lots of McCain signs in the area. I set up there and it wasn't really that big, and I was backed into near a shelf full of coffee mugs. I felt almost like a bull in a china shop that way, but it seemed to work. I started out with "Sweet Tea", went into "The Last Time", then a little "San Antonio Rose" and "Fat No More". When I hit that tune, these teenage girls started singing along. They were all dressed up and lookin' nice- I guess it was for Homecoming. I was really worried that the place would be totally dead. It was rainy, but had stopped, but kind of dreary outside. Not super cold, but not really warm either. But I had about 10 people in there at a time. Most were in and out, or college kids from Patrick Henry College. Later on a very nice young couple came in, and actually stayed for the end of my set. They seemed to like it. I got about 20$ in tips.

After the show as over, I stopped at McDonald's where I had the Southern style chicken sandwich, and some fries and a coke. The IGA where we used to buy groceries is no more. And gone too is the Purcellville Pharmacy. Purcellville was our market town, when I was living in Philomont as a teenager. We would drive up there to get feed for the horses, groceries for ourselves, and other items. It was a far cry from the suburbs, but now its becoming so. I hate to say this, but Purcellville is either hicks from the sticks, or suburbanites, with not much in between. We didn't really fit in, really belonging to neither the farming people, or the transplants. But it was a nice little town, and they are some nice folks there. The young kids were in there at McDonald's- probably from Loudoun Valley High School. I went to Loudoun Valley High for a total of one month in the Fall of 1995. It was the start of my Junior Year. But I couldn't stay- the kids weren't bad, but the school was too big, and so I became home schooled. I got my diploma from Leesburg Christian School, and passed with flying colors. But I digress.

The drive up there wasn't too bad- on the map it says about 125 miles, but it takes about 2 hrs and 15 min the way I went. I was glad to be back, yet I really feel more and more that Loudoun County really is not my home anymore, and those days are long behind me. I can't go back to Purcellville, Sterling, Leesburg, Philomont, or any other place that I lived. I have to move on. When i get back to Richmond- I always feel at home here. I never feel that way any other place. I think Richmond is my true home.

The Meade Skelton Story

"They Called Me Porker!"- The Meade Skelton Story

"Meade Skelton's rise to the top, his on going battle with weight, and personal afflictions as an internet clown."...

It could either be on the TV Drama of the week, or an E! True Hollywood Story. Anyways, that would be nifty. I wonder who would play my part. Well as the young child me- I think the kid from Two and a Half Men would be good. As the teenager me, Im not sure. They'd have to be pretty fat, but not that ugly. Hmm... as the young adult probably Ewan McGregor would be a good choice , since we look and sound so much alike! And how about my love interest? Nicole Kidman? Of course, I've only been out with women three times in my life. The other 20 times, I'ved loved them from afar. Oh, well, that would make it even more interesting to watch. A semi-handsome Country Music Star who was lonely and never found Miss Right. That could be quite a sketch.

Yesterday, I played at The Masonic Home on Nine Mile Road. I did a few years back, and it didnt go as well. This time, though, they all really seemed to like it. Im not crazy about the Masons though- I think there is some bad stuff associated with it. But hey, I got paid, so I do what I can! They liked how I didn't just play old songs like "America The Beautiful". They liked how I was upbeat, but mixed slow songs with fast numbers, and did many familiar songs, but also some original ones too. Those oldsters don't want to be like they're at a funeral, they like it upbeat! Well, not too much, or their hearing aids might explode. Anyways, some were tryin to dance in their walkers to "Nicole, Will You Marry Me?" That was quite a treat to see. I closed with "Shake, Rattle, and Roll". They liked that one. Some lady told me I'd meet the right girl some day. She could tell I had a broken heart, because some of the songs I was singin'. She said its better to be with no one , than the wrong person. But she will pray the Lord will bring me the right one. God bless her!

Records Sound Better...

Have I made this post before? Maybe I need to make it again. I was on the verge of giving up on records because I have had bad luck with some recent portable players that simply are not in fine working order anymore. Age has taken its toll on them. However, even on those beat up old systems, I played a record back to back with a portable cd player system- and YEP, it just sounds better on record. I know people make comment arguments on "pops, crackles, and snaps" or whatever. Well, guess what, that doesn't bother me. Most of which is totally minimized on a good player with a good needle- I have records that are right old (like try 50 years plus), and I RARELY hear any surface noise on them. Ironically, I have heard surface noise on my compact discs. Yes, I have. Because some of them the laser cannot read them (Oh, are they degrading? I thought ONLY records could do that!) So yeah- I hear these awful clicking and grinding sounds coming from the CD player. And thats not on one, but many I have had. Not to mention, the average life span of a cd player is what 5 years? Compared to my stereo I have in the dining room that is a console player and is over 45 years old! Also, my CDs have skipped far more than any records have. Especially on the portable players.

I really think its a moot point to even argue. Records do sound better, and even the harshest of analog critics, know this. The only reason why CDs dominate the scene is they are portable. But they still sound like crap. So who needs them? I remember when we got our CD stereo in the late 1980s. I was thinking it was gonna be this kind of new listening experience. Needless to say, my family and myself, were immensely dissapointed! I am a child of the digital age , but I refuse to listen to any music on any digital medium unless I can't get it any other way. I am even releasing my new single on vinyl (and cd for those who don't care about sound quality), and on record my music sounds alive for the first time to my ears.

Sometimes I feel like some people just simply don't like me...

Today was rather eventful, as I was in a busy mode today. I went and dropped my cowboy boots off to the shoe repair place near Ukrop's on Three Chopt Rd. I also got a needle for the portable record player. Its a Zenith- late 1960s model. Well it turns out it doesn't work, because the cartridge is busted. So I'm gonna put that on Craigslist, and get someone to take it off my hands for me. Anyways, I was up and around putting more posters. I went into this kind of clothing store in Carytown- I can't remember the name of it but its near that place that seems like its for the gays. Anyways, the guy behind the counter just gave me glare when I said "hello"- and I got that punch in the stomach feeling from him- the kind of feeling I get when someone is just full of hate or something like that. Ya know, bad vibes! So anyways, he said he would put the poster up. But he seemed like one of those movies like when the people are really human and everyone else is an alien, and they get suspicious because if you seem to nice, they realize you are not one of THEM. Thats the kind of feeling he gave me. I get that kind of vibe from many people and places as well. Its either good or bad.

Well Gretchen was with me- we stopped at this new place Auzzoro's in Westhampton- some kind of Yuppy sandwich cafe. The sandwich was okay, but they didn't even have sweet tea! So I'm not going there again (if they don't have sweet tea, forget it!). Today they were cutting down the trees in front of our house, and next door, and it was rather scary but I guess they knew what they were doing. My sensitivity to things seems to have me on edge , though. Tonight I went to this audition for a short film. I wasnt sure about it, because it was at this kind of apartment or office building near The Jefferson, and it was right dark and dimly lit. I knocked on the door and no answer, and I waited, and thought maybe it wasnt a good idea, so I walked down a little ways, and the guy answered and told me to wait. So finally, I went in and did a reading for it. Well it was okay- the script, I cant divulge much of it anyhow- its basically just a piece about interrogation. But in the script- they had 2 strong words in it, and for this Baptist- they are pretty hard to say! So I did the reading, and I think I did okay, but I asked the guy if the words were necessary. And I really wanted to say "I can't say that- I'm a Baptist!". But he indeed, wanted them in there. I wish they could find a way to go around those things

I don't know if I got the part. It would be nice to do a short film , though. He had me read through it 3 times. I felt nervous, so I think that actually helped my acting. But I just don't know. He seemed nice, and maybe early 30s. He reminded me a bit of Tim Burton. But I don't know if this is for me. Those naughty words could tarnish my wholesome reputation! Anyways, if this works out okay, I just hope that no one will be offended. I probably didn't get the part, though. I just don't know how it went. It was hard to tell. Then sometimes you can do a great reading, but you aren't the type they looking for physically. It all is rather confusing. I went to choir practice afterwards, and was a little nervous because an ambulance was outside the church. But it was Miss Tammy who was just having one of her seizures again. I prayed for her to be alright. Choir went well too- we're getting ready for Christmas now, and doing the songs we will do for Burton Parish.

I'm definitely not a snob..

On being a Skelton.....


My great-granddaddy John Gifford Skelton of Richmond, Virginia



I feel that we are all equal in the eyes of our Lord- and created equally. Our positions in life do not reflect our character or how good a person we are. We all have different talents and gifts bestowed upon us by our Creator. I don't care if someone is blue collar or not, just that they are a nice person. It is kind of ironic though, that here I am , a member of one of some of Virginia's oldest and finest of families, and I work at a smoothie shop in my late 20s , serving people with a smile. But I think the Lord is trying to teach me a lesson about humility. Its important to be humble. If you toot your own horn too much, you're bound to wear it out sooner than not. And it irrtates people. 5 years ago, I was a very much ego driven person with dreams of being " A Star", and getting to marry Nicole Kidman . While thats certainly and admirable goal, its not really important, nor is it a mark of character. I'm not saying that I'll never be famous (I certainly could come close!), but I am not concerned with that now. I am more willing to serve the Lord, than myself. And I think thats where true happiness lies. When we put ourselves first, we become very unhappy. I do wish people would have better manners, though, and it really bugs me when people act like slobs. But then again, who am I too judge? Maybe they come from a background where good manners and civility are foreign to them. All I know is that I am trying to learn and grow and become a better person. I realize I am living my dream because I am singing and writin' my songs, and people are hearing them. Whether they like them or not, it doesn't matter.

My ambition is still to reach for those stars, though. I think as I get over myself, I will probably be able to move forward and not feel so stuck in this life. I come from a family that in many ways is wonderful, yet I admit that snobbery is part of who we are. The Skeltons, especially. Why I know that my great grandaddy Skelton was the founding member of the The Country Club of Virginia- he almost had a heart attack when they let some Yankees in. But I think that if you put differences aside, you can learn to like and respect people from all walks of life. My great-grandaddy Skelton needed to learn a lesson in humility. He was considered the most handsome man in Richmond, but I think that he actually didn't care about that. He did seem to have an image concious thing going on- but I believe its because his family a few generations before had much to be thankful for, and lost it all after The War- The War Between The States. So they fought hard to get some of it back. And I think that things like that are passed down from generation to generation. I think that if I learn to be humble, I can learn to respect people more. I went in to McDonald's in CaryTown tonight, and I felt more respect for the people that worked there. Because I do sort of the same thing myself. They need respect because they are working!

The Nicole Kidman Song...

The most frustrating part I believe as my music has continued to change and expand, is most people still identify me with "Nicole, Will You Marry Me?" - the song I wrote for Nicole Kidman. The tune has a slightly "stalker-ish" feel to it, as I pronounce my love of Nicole Kidman, begging her to marry me, and sail around the world in my "imaginary yacht". Well, anyways, I never cared for the song myself- and I RARELY listen to "Songs Of Love" (the mediocre collection of "standards" I released in 2005), and its hard to be taken seriously. Not that I'm one of the pretentious yahoo songwriters that want to make "mind blowing" music, its just that I am already a one hit wonder, and I never had even made the charts! Almost everywhere I go, someone says if they recognize me- Oh you're the guy who wrote the Nicole Kidman song. And then a few weeks ago when I was singing at the bus stop, some guy said he would hope I would sing the song about Nicole Kidman. It is right vexing on the mind. However, I guess as time goes on, my true fans, will move right along with me, as Meade Skelton finds Meade Skelton, and I morph into the music I am truly meant to be doing. Its hard for me to listen to many of previous releases so far. The only thing I am happy with are the songs I have up on youtube, and my single that is coming out that I did with The Meadow Street Band. I find it hard to listen to the others- at times because the music and lyrics just don't sound right- or some times its so close, yet so far away from Meade style.

The frustrating part also, I firmly believe my voice is really improving and my songwriting as well- but those albums that are already on the market, are what most people identify me with, as they haven't heard my newer songs that are more styled to my personality such as "Sweet Tea" or "Shopping For Love". I reckon, that's how it is for most musicians when they want to put stuff out there. On "They Can't Keep Me Down" I promoted the hell out of that sucker- getting some reviews in the papers and in the nationally printed "Country Standard Time". The thing is, most reviews were not flattering at all, or missed the mark. But because I only like a few songs on the album, and not crazy about how it comes across, its hard to disagree with them. Yes, that one was pretentious. My first release on the indie market in CD format was "Songs By Meade Skelton"- mostly really old Country stuff, and Rockabilly- and I wrote most of the songs on that album. I was only 22 at the time, and my voice was still maturing (actually it was deeper than it is now because my clear Tenor tone hadn't arrived just yet), but that one didn't really get beyond the parameters of Richmond . It did have a lovely review in the now defunct "Punchline" magazine by Miss April May. I thought the Country Blues was my direction, but then I went into Country Rock, then Frank Sinatra tunes. Now, I find the songs really just being more in tune with who I am, and that's a good thing. But its hard because most people just know me for campy songs about some Actress I'll probably never get to meet !

A Fall Party

Well, I played with The Meadow Street Band again for this show we did out in Goochland. I was singing one time at the Goochland Farmer's Market, and this very nice couple bought one of my albums. Later they contacted me and asked if I could provide a band, in case some folks wanted to dance. I thought, well what could be better than The Meadow Street Band? So it was all set up that way.The people were very nice that ran the event, and I could tell they put a lot of effort into it- giving us a stage and all that wasn't the size of a bread box! They had a huge tent that must have been well near 5,000$ I know my father said thats how much the tents for his church cost when they did their garden party. Well, I rode with Larry the drummer and we stopped for gas first , and I was so hungry and didn't have breakfast (we had to leave during church to make it out there on time), so I got a chocolate chip muffin and a Cherry Coke for energy. So we got there and set up and the rest of the group arrived. The weather was very chilly, but we couldn't ask for a more beautiful setting. The sun was out and the sky was clear. The place was immaculate with the lawn scapes and fencing and such. We did a long first set, and some of my own songs in each one- we had a really good time with each tune because we had rehearsed them but we didn't play them like we were stiff boards or anything. I had a little BBQ, but nothing too heavy. The party was set for a couple that was married in California, and they had a follow up party here for the Virginia side of the family. I didn't see them much at all- but the bride was very easy on the eyes from the pictures I had seen.

We all looked sharp, I must say. All decked out in full Formal Western regalia. I wore my vintage red cowboy shirt with my white scarf tie and my cowboy boots and my sportscoat and slacks. Everyone looked good. We wrapped up our third set with an old Carl Smith number called "Loose Talk", which I sang lead on. We also did a newer song called "Virginia"-written by Tom T. Hall and his wife Dixie. As of now, Virginia really doesn't have an official state song, because they retired 'Carry Me Back To 'Ol Virginny' in 1997- simply because it made references to picking cotton, and sung as a slave narrative (ironically, it was written by a black man, and it was a fine song at that). So anyways, we had such variety- and everyone seemed to enjoy what we did. 70's classic, country, rock n' roll, even some Rolling Stones. We did it all. And my songs are sounding better now that we are rehearsin' so often. I think we have been together for over a year now (our first show was October 20th last year), and since then we have improved much- we sound almost professional!

I took Mosby for a walk tonight, and then I went to Walgreen's where I purchased some gummy worms for a late night dessert !

Folks today are just Rush, Rush Rush !

So, anyways, everywhere you go today, it just seems like everyone is in a hurry. Now, I work at the smoothie shop, and people come in on their cell phones and don't even put down their phones and just give the order out of the side of their mouths. That never would have happened 50 years ago in Richmond, Virginia. Oh , the humanity! Then people are honkin' their horns much more now so than they ever did before. I just can't get over it. Did we just have an immigration of people from New Jersey? I find it hard to believe that this is Richmond anymore. But unfortunately, the situation is not unique to Richmond . Or even Virginia. I think its something happening all over our fine USA. And what bugs me the most is no one seems to care. There is a virulent apathy running rapid among people. Manners have gone out the window. I'm not sure if television, the instant news media, cellular phones, and the internet are to blame. But I have a hunch they are part of the problem. No one wants to just stop and take a breath of air anymore. Its always run here, go there, do this, do that, drive over the speed limit, eat my sandwich in my lap, etc, . No wonder everyone is so grumpy! I hear people use obscenities so much that the words lose their power. In the good 'ol days, people only said F-UCK when they were mad. Now its every other word. I am really tired of hearing people talk like this. Especially young people. It really addles me that people don't even realize how vulgar and repulsive the words are that come out of their mouths.

Remember the good 'ol days when folks took their time? When I was a youngin' growing up in the early 1990s, it truly was a different way of life. Yes, some people had beepers, but it was nowhere near as fast paced as it is now. People didn't honk their horns as much, they took their time with life, and they didn't have to rush around like a chicken with its head cut off. Even the Big Metropolis of Richmond, Virginia, Richmonders in the days of old, took their sweet time about thing. If a Richmonder said they would meet you at 2 in the P.M., you didn't count on them showing up until 3 P.M. Now, of course, all that has changed. I wonder if Richmond is test pilot for America's over busy and unfriendly cities. I think that we have forgotten to show respect to one another. Service at restaurants is terrible these days. The greeting these days is always "You Guys", not 'Y'all" and they never tell to you to "Come back, now, you hear!". That was ubiquitous catch phrase in any dining establishment years ago in my native Virginia. Of course, when I was growing up, it was just starting to change. I do wish people would not honk their horns and put their latte's down for just a second or two, and learn how to be nice and slow. The way Richmond used to be!

People are just starting to call me "Sir" now..

For the past year or so. At first it bothered me, but I realize- now I'm just begining to look like an adult. For years I looked like a young teen- maybe 15, or 16 years old. Now I look over 18. Of course, some people are offended to be called "Sir" or "Ma'am". But you know, here in the South, anyone who looks over 18 is called this, and it doesn't mean you look old. Its just a sign of respect. In other parts of the country, it usually means you look over 40. I stopped to think about this is kinda funny, because the Lord told me something also. People are calling me "Sir" now, because I have authority now. He has given me authority and I have fully become a man in the eyes of the Lord, as I am going on with the lessons I have to learn in life. When I was in my early 20s, I was a very self centered, egocentric, person- ironically, though I had a generous heart, but a very stubborn mind. Now, a lot of that has changed. I am still a self centered, egocentric person- just not as much. So now, I have grown up and stepped into manhood. At the tender age of 29, I have lead a life that most people haven't experienced at 50. I have seen three people die in front me already, I have been through pain, sorrow, death, grief, loss, obesity, self doubt, depravity, poverty (we cant even afford servants!), and most of all, humility. I find that I am getting better as a person

I went to choir practice tonight. We are already rehearsing Christmas music we are doing for Burton Parish. After work I got some extra prints made of my publicity shot I will send to the press release for the papers. Then I fixed some posters that were damaged in the area. I need to represent well! I hopefully, I will have a record attendance to the record release party. In estimation, its not free for me at least. I have to pay for the cake, then I have to pay the fiddle player, and I spent money on promotions. But I think its a fun thing. A lot of musicians who are indie like myself waste a lot of time trying to play at "established" venues. I say the hell with it. Make your own venue! So far I have played at churches, flea markets, farmer's markets, laundromats, street corners, parking lots, bookstores, and grocery stores. Who needs to play at a smokey bar or club when you can make music anywhere you want? Life is short, do everything tall !

The Monica Song

Someone asked me to write a song for a Monica, so here it went



My favorite part is "dance with you in the sun", because I think people should do that more often. Of course, they should use lots of sun screen! I know that with my milky white skin, I am at high risk for skin cancer. But anyhow, a simple love song. Not many of those around today. I wish they would bring back some of the Romance in the music. Some of it now they try, and its just corny, but you can make it corny and make it good too. I just love the old love songs like "Always" and "Annie's Song" by John Denver. Well there were a lot back in the good 'ol days. I have a lot left to do to get ready for my single release party. I have to get a cake from Ukrop's, and put up more posters. We went to Crossroads tonight on Morris St and got some tuna melts. Not too bad- I really prefer The Common Cup, though. I noticed someone had taken my poster and removed tape from it so it hang down funny. It also had a coffee stain on it. Hmmm... funny.. the other posters looked fine. So I ripped down some freakin' Obama poster "Jobs for Obama" or something like that, and made room for mine. It looked nice once again!

I sure did mess up on my diet !

Well I make it a rule not to eat out more than once a month , but I was really bad this time! Last night we ate out at Strawberry Street Cafe and I had a chicken wrap then split a very grand dessert with Dad and Gretchen. So it was like a walnut pie covered in whipped cream, chocolate syrup, and vanilla ice cream. I didnt eat it all, but I had quite a bit. Then today we went over to Williamsburg to meet Bonnie and her friend Pam. We ate at The Cracker Barrell. I had the fried seafood platter- that included hush puppies, fried shrimp, fried okra, mashed potatoes, collard greens, french fries, and then some biscuits and cornbread. I had that along with 4 glasses of sweet tea and a moon pie for dessert. I really was a pig! I hope I don't gain any weight. The Lord told me I can't eat more than once a week out, but I was really hungry today. We did some walking in Williamsburg, and then took the dog out later, but not quite enough. Oh well, I guess I'm allowed to be bad every now and then. I sure feel sick after eating all that fried food though. I used to be able to eat a whole pizza in one sitting or fried chicken with mashed potatoes, biscuits, and gravy and a jug of Sweet Tea from Lee's Fried Chicken. But now when I eat like that, I don't feel very well. I think thats a good sign! If only I had of felt lousy when eating that way before. Sometimes, though, I would eat way too much but I wasn't aware I was doing it.

I got a little mad last night also, because they took my poster down at Ben and Jerry's in Carytown. I had put it up in the window and they threw it out. But I reckon its because it wasn't supposed to be on that window- only the posters for the Byrd movie Theater. So they had a message board you could do that. I was just mad though they didn't move it to the message board. I know that some folks in this town don't like me though- and I do get those wanderin' thoughts and the voices and the paranoia creep in. But then I realize that I have more friends than enemies, so its alright.

Praisin' The Lord At The Flea Market !

Well I had a good time yesterday at the Flea Market. I showed up at the wrong place at first- and unfortunately that was what I had written down on my website. I thought it was gonna be at the Richmond Raceway Complex. Turns out it was the actual Flea Market on Williamsburg Rd. But I had good time



Later in the set, some very nice church ladies wanted to sing some Gospel with me, so we did some old time numbers like "i'll Fly Away" and other things- some I had to guess at. But we had a good time. Then there was lots of testifying and preachin'. The one church lady was able to get a lot of my CDs sold, and I made about 50$ that way. So it was nice. Its too bad the tape ran out ! We were all sounding pretty good. Later we took Sally to Target and the bookstore, she is home for the weekend. I am getting better and not getting irate when I see Obama signs now. Now I just laugh and in the words of Mister T "I pitty the fool!" Oh yes, well you know, its really silly to get upset about other people and their sillyness. I know that I am a YOUNG PERSON UNDER 30 who is not voting for Obama. That is good enough for me. I have given up my political tyraids. I think I'll stick to what I do best- writing camp songs, and fantasizing about getting a girlfriend.

I'm not usually a Political Person....

My post about Barack Obama has gotton the most responses of anything I ever posted (sad isn't it?) The irony is, I usually dont care about politics. I say let liberals be liberal, let conservatives be conservative, etc. While I consider myself generally a Republican Conservative, I never really cared so much who wins. UNTIL NOW.
I see a total danger in this election and the country strongly divided. While John McCain and Sarah Palin are nowhere near perfect, I believe they are true Patriots and what this country needs right now. Anyone like John McCain who could go through 7 years of torture and imprisonment and come out with flying colours, is a true American in my humble opinion. Never before have I had such an aversion to a candidate as Barack Hussien Obama. Never before have the red flags the Lord has given me about discernment for people been so strong. Do I hate Obama? Heavens no! Do I like him? No way in hell's bosom! I just cant believe people are so duped and charmed by him- its really scary.

I feel that he is a danger. If he gets elected (and knowing how insane this country is right now, he probably might), he will just get in there and the first thing he will do will be to raise taxes. Then he will bring big Government upon everyone with "Universal" Healthcare- you know what that means? Even more taxes! Then he will start with Big Brother , making us give up our personal freedoms. I have nothing against the Muslims, but do you think a man who is really a devout Muslim and claims to be a "Christian" can be trusted? I do not think for a minute that he is the Anti-Christ either. But- he has the Anti Christ spirit. So I urge people to take a second look at Barack Hussien Osama Obama, and really understand what he is about.

And by the way- somebody stoled a John McCain sticker off the back of my mini van. Now isn't that theft? I see Barack Obama signs in my neighborhood and I don't touch those. Although, Lord knows I've been tempted! That right there shows how dangerous liberal extremeists are!

Another busy, busy, busy day !

Yes, I'm a busy busy bee. Buzzin' around here and there and all around the square! I had an interview EARLY this morning- like 11 AM with some director guy at the Starbucks on Robinson St. I think hes a VCU student. Anyhow, its for this short film they are doing about some guy who is really down on his luck, lost his girlfriend or something, and feels like time is passing him by. Boy, am I cut out for that part! I'm not sure- but he said there is an implied um, sex scene. So again, this is somethin' I'll have to pray about. I have to ask the question: Would Jesus feel alright with this? As long as there's no nudity. Of course, me without any clothes on in a film would be enough to shut the place down for good! I am a very very very very modest person. For years I didnt even take a shower without my bathing suit! Anyhow, after the interview, I got on my bike and mailed an ebay order , then I went all around downtown Richmond putting up posters for my November 8th show. I got some up at Common Groundz, Lift, and all the other "Hipster" hangouts (they drive me nuts, but hopefully they may come to see me play!). Then I stopped at the big VCU bookstore- no place there, so I headed down Grace St. Not much room there, so I left some in the lower fan- some at Crossroads on Morris St, one at The Common Cup, and laundromats such as the Lost Sock. Then over the Carytown I went and left some there. When they say "We'll put it up for you"- thats a code word, for "we will put it up for you, but we will put it in the garbage can!" I got a few of those, but mainly I did right well. After that, I went over the work to pick up my check. I hate going to work when Im not working. I'm afraid they'll as me to.... work! I saw some McCain/Palin signs on the way- my heart felt to over flowin'. But for every McCain sign, there were two ones for Obama. I just get so sick when I see it, I almost want to spit nails.

When I got home, I took Mosby for a walk. I played some records on my hi fi stereo in the dining room, then had some pizza. I found out that Starbucks only has sweet tea during the summer months- so they can forget my patronage. But it was interesting to see how this will turn out. I can divulge too much of what they are doing, I'm sure its top secret. I have acted, but not really as the main character before- this would be a virgin experience for me. However, I am up for a challenge. I would prefer not to do it though if it has any smut whatsoever- even if its implied. I do have my reputation to uphold, and I'm not a piece of meat.

Please Virginia, DON'T TURN BLUE !

NOBAMA!




I cringe because on the radio today they said Obama is leading Virginia right now- hes at 51, McCain only at 43. Just last week McCain was ahead by 3%. I am really trifled with this because if Virginia votes for Obama it means more than just voting idiotic. It means OFFICIALLY, we WILL NO LONGER BE PART OF THE SOUTH! Yes, thats right, if we go blue, goodbye Dixie, Hello Northeast Liberal Establishment. This would detrimental to us old time Virginians who still value and hold dear our Southern ways and traditions. This has nothing to do with race. I know many people speculate my loathing of Obama because he is simply high yellow. No, Sir. I don't care what color he is, what race he is. He is CREEPY! He has the sort of charm and charisma that reminds me of Adolf Hitler akin to the Germans. The way he comes across is evil to my eyes and ears, only most people simply cannot see it. They hear the word "Change" and his catch phrase "Yes, We Can", and get all excited . They call him "The Messiah". How dangerous is that??? I can't believe people are so blinded to this man. Its scary. And Virginians need to stand strong as a RED STATE, and not allow this kind of mass hysteria continue. Obama has no leadership skills, he is not qualified, he doesn't have a clue what he's talking about, hes a socialist, and moreoever a complete fraud , a racist, and a liar. I'm sorry, but I have to call it as I see it.

If Obama wins Virginia, we will go blue with the evil Northeast and no longer be a good 'ol Southern state. We will be apart of that hateful, phoney, "egalitarian" liberalized establishment. Some people would glee at this. Especially all the people we have who live here who are not dye-in-the-wool Virginians. But to me, its a sad, sad, thing! I can't stand Obama, and I see so many signs for him all over the place, it breaks my heart. PLEEEEEEEASE Virginia, do not vote for Obama. Not only is he the wrong man , we will turn blue and lose our Southern identity . It will be Gone With The Wind !!!!

Hittin' A Lag

My burst of energy I had these past few days came to a lull today. I was even late for work. I had thought I was doing the 3-6 PM shift, but my manager Katie called and asked if I were okay. I was in bed asleep when she called (my phone is right next to my bed), so I guess she wasn't too mad, but I was supposed to come in at 11 AM. So I went over and worked. We had band rehearsal tonight at the church. I was so tired, but somehow I managed to help set up all the equipment and rehearse for 2 hours. Terri was at Cracker Barrell, and bought me and Elvis Presley T-Shirt. I really like it- it says 'Sun Studio' on it. Well we had a nice time tonight and got so much more material covered. We have a show on October 19th that we're getting paid for and its out in Goochland for this couple that was married out in California. So we're doing about 3 hours of music and we have to leave right after church.

The two portable record players I got recently busted. I think they need some work. One needs a new belt on it, and the cord went bad. The other a new cartridge or head and then some work on the turntable. I will take one of them in to the repair shop on West Broad Street. They fixed my last one. I think Ill keep them both, or sell one later. I do want one nice one that works. The idea I had was to use a nice portable stereo at the record release party and play records while folks are eating the good food. But I want it to sound nice! So if all else fails, I have my modern AIWA system- although it doesn't look very pretty. It is dependable though. My hi fi in the dining room weighs a ton- but that sounds better than any stereo I have ever had. I reckon back then they didn't have hi fi in the portables perfected yet. I hope to get them fixed right soon, though.

Get me to the church on time...

Well, I missed my church this morning. I feel so bad about it, but I felt kinda sickly and needed some extra sleep. The alarm came on about 10 in the AM and I said "Lord, I am tired, but if I really really really need to be at church this morning, wake me up in 20 minutes." Well 20 minutes went by and I woke up about 2 this afternoon. I made myself some pancakes and eaggs (I really do love French Toast but I'm too lazy to cook). So then I looked at the want ads in the Richmond paper for some other jobs. I couldn't see anything I liked. If only I could find some job that didn't require any hard work and paid at least 8$ an hour. Selling drugs is out of the question for me, so there goes that option. I still have my job at the Smoothie Shop. I had to close both Thursday and Friday night. Friday night I did an almost 7 hour shift- on my feet the entire time . I just hate doing the dishes most of all. But at least the people I work with are nice.

I get so irked because I'm seeing so many Obama signs in my neighborhood. But then again, they are probably mostly VCU kids and don't know any better. I did see a few McCain signs up front. If you get out The Fan you see more people with common sense. Its highly ironic that someone would associate me with these liberal whackos, but I remember a few years ago when I played at this Earth Day benefit show, the lady looked at me and said 'oh I can tell you live in The Fan'. I don' t see why. I was just decked out in vintage cowboy clothes, boots, and a derby hat. Anyhow, thats been going on. Virginia is in a state of flux with this upcoming election . I sure hope we don't turn blue! I will just die if that happens. But with more and more Northeastern liberals coming down here for work, our little Southern hamlet is turning into The people's Republic of Richmond!

Anyways, I went to the Post office Thursday. I was sandwiched in between these two tall and beautiful brunettes. That made me right nervous. I always have a fear of smelling bad. Yesterday Bonnie was here for a convention at The Marriott downtown. Gretchen and I went to Joe's Market (The Yuppy Place) where we got some tuna melts. Then I drove around the University of Richmond (Bitchmond, I call it- because the kids are rich kids posing to be "Alternative"), later on to Stony Point shopping center. I think I need to go to Target soon to get a new shower curtain. Could my life be any more boring? I don't even see why I have a blog about it. Maybe because I want to be reminded of how humble I am. Next week I don't have to work much because they are cutting back hours. But that means less money for me. I'm already at my Father's mercy because I live here and I don't pay rent, but I have all these projects I want to do- and that costs money. My father is a worry wart. But I tell him, at least I'm not standing on the street corner and asking for spare change. Yet.

Another Portable

I just got this one in the mail today so I decided to give it a spin. It sounds pretty decent! But it does need loads of cleaning. The guy probably just let it sit in his garage. Anyways, its a GE portable. Makes a bit of hum, and might need a newer cartridge. I have another one on the way thats in much better shape and I can use for the record release party. I parted with my other Rheeme Califone- some kids came by last night and I sold it for 25$. Its amazing how young people are taking an interest in these older players. The old people I talk too want nothing to do with it, but only the young people who realize the better sound quality of these players and the better sound of vinyl in general, are coming around to it.



I went to the NEW Target today. Its pretty much like old Target, except bigger and um, newer? So they had some record players in there, but they aren't half was good as the old ones. I also went to Kinko's which is in the same Shopping Center- Libbie Place. Rode my bike there. They weren't able to make my publicity photo into 300 DPI, but ran some copies of 8x10's for me. They came out okay. I can use those for personal use. Then I rode over to Joe's Market and got a sweet tea and a cookie, and then to Moto Photo. They will be able to redo the photo for high resolution. I need it for the papers! Better look my best in print!