Every 2nd Sunday of the Month, between 4pm – 7pm, sometimes later, the Harp Inn in Costa Mesa hosts a traditional Irish seisium.
Seisium = random musicians bring themselves and their instruments, get drinks from the bar, sit down in a rough circle/rectangle and ask each other if they know thus and such traditional Irish song. What proceeds greatly varies depending on the skill of the musicians and how many of the same songs they have in common and how much beer/shots have been consummed by 5pm.
These afternoon sessions vary greatly at the Harp, while there is a core group of musicians that show up every month, there is either happy music making or mild bickering. Either is very entertaining for the viewer.
I enjoy this monthly event, I usually take my writing journal, order a cider, and enjoy listening while I write. Sometimes I invite my mom, yesterday due to the fact that Mom was out at the River with my brother, I invited my friend Cami. When she showed up around 6pm, I was greatly surprised to see her walk into the Harp (in Costa Mesa, Calif., not Ireland or the UK) with two grade school girls and one high schooler in tow.
Now sometimes people bring their babies in strollers to this musical afternoon in a bar, but I haven’t ever seen anyone between 2 and 21 show up. This was pushing the boundaries of CA liqour laws for an establishment that serves bar food, esp. given that Cami is not their parent. But bless Cami, none of this occurred to her, she just thought it would be a wonderful musical experience for some of the kids who live on her block.
After feeding the kids cholesterol clogging bar food, we attempted to teach them how to Irish dance. This amused one of the fiddle players to no end.
This is Selena before food arrived and she was hungry and slightly bored.
If you are over 21, love Irish music, and don’t mind works in progress, come on down and join us the next time a 2nd Sunday arrives.
Ok, I want to know why the average American in a city doesn’t give their sheep a ride around town? Inquiring minds want to know. Sometimes I think we here in the US are too dull, too straitjacketed living in our safe planned communities.
Here in California there has been a huge furour, well if you own birds or chickens, about the Exotic Newcastle Disease. The said avian ailment has been severely sickening, usually to death, the average 10-15 chickens per 10 sq. foot pen that the US poultry industry keeps together in close company. Needless to say the multiple billion dollar poultry industry in Calif. has pressured/lobbied/etc the State to go and clear up the disease.
Guess how they have done it? If you have a backyard chicken or even a parrot or finches in the house, and a bird in the neighborhood has gotten sick with Newcastle, then the State or County task force has been coming and killing all of the healthy birds on the block. An actor in LA recently made a big stink about this to the LA Times (note that the LA times charges for archive articles), after the Task Force folks came to get his parrot, who was not sick. And when the actor refused to have his parrot put down in the name of the poulty industry, he got a big sign on his front door that said “Bio-Hazard”. Nice.
Hello…. Maybe the poultry industry should stop packing the birds in, give them some room, a wee bit of fresh air, etc, and maybe they wouldn’t pass disease around amongst their commrades so fast. Or on the other hand maybe the average citizen could get a goat or sheep, instead of chickens, and have a built in lawnmower and fertilizer….
At my house, I would prefer a goat to the mow&blow guys, because the mow&blow guys are kicking up a lot of dust every monday and tromping in the flower beds, and have been caught twice now using weed killer spray on the flowers. Given that the landlady pays for the service, I don’t really complain to her because it would change nothing and add ill will. But it would be more fun to complain about the goat eating the flowers. Alas, due to the “No Pets” clause to the lease, I don’t think a pygmy goat is in my future.
Letter to the Ventura County Star: Task Force killing too many birds
Parrot Society of LA on how to appeal your bird’s imminent death
For my birthday, my mom gave me a bunch of flowers to put into my new little garden along the driveway and fence. The iris has decided to put out two blooms in 24 hours. I guess this means that it is happy.
I have been a dedicated Netscape user since 1994 or there abouts. I use IE only to check my web design sites. I eschew Outlook, and use Netscape Mail.
But there has been a bit of evil lurking underneath the silver cloud of my contrariness. Gurgle. Erg. This evil bubbles up about every 3 weeks since SXSW… If I have Netscape 7.0 open at the same time that Norton Anti-Virus does its automatic Live Update, then for whatever reason, Netscape does not see my user profile anymore.
Imagine my panic the first time this happened, no mail, no bookmarks, no address book. ((Large screams echo’d through the house and down the block)). Now I back up my whole Mozilla folder once a week to the e:\ drive, and when it happens again, it takes me about an hour to get Netscape to recognize the backed up profile.
Given that it just happened again around 5pm today, I am still in high Adrenaline rush over the whole thing. I just disabled Live Update’s ability to update itself, and will only do it myself when everything else is closed.
Anyone have any idea why Norton and Mozilla are not playing well together on Win XP????
Dave “The Chairman” Mau left me a message on my answering machine the other day to tell me of the plans for this year’s Cinco de Mau BBQ, and he told me to tell the world.
Hello World, go to the BBQ, all are welcome.
This year the Cinco de Mau will not be held at Dave’s house but at the Detroit Bar in Costa Mesa, Dave will be BBQing, and there will be live music. The bands will be Starpool (former members of Save Ferris) and Busstop Hurricanes.
My first Cinco de Mau party was at the Calvin Room in 1999. I went over on Dave’s invitation for a wee bit, as I was supposed to meet Jez at the now infamous Manic Hispanic show at the Foothill. Dave’s party was fun, great bbq, and a pinata with lottery tickets, lemon drops, and condoms in it, I ended up losting track of time and never getting over to the Foothill.
Much better than getting beat on by the Long Beach Police at the Foothill…. (Damn glad that Gabby is sober now…) The stories of the proceedings between Gabby/Manic and the LBPD and the crowd and the ensuing brawl vary depending on who is telling the tale. Rather glad I was eating BBQ in HB. (wimp)
Anywhoo, given that Manic’s show went off without a major hitch on Sat. May 3rd, this leaves the OC club populace free with out debate to hie on down to Detroit on Thurs. May 8th.
I’d like to extend a big congratulations to Steve Soto and all the gentlemen of Manic Hispanic for the release of their excellent 3rd cd today on BYO Records!
Unfortunately, I was unable to attend their CD release party and Cinco de Mayo show this last Sat. at the House of Blues Anaheim, but the band’s fans on their Message Board are giving the show rave reviews.
Some cynic may say, “Hey Jen, you are just saying all of that because you are friends with Steve and you did their website.” Um…. no, the CD is very good, very funny, and I am very proud of those guys for their great music and Gabby’s 2+ years of sobriety (Go, Gabby, Go!).
Good on ya, boys! I hope you have a great show with NOFX tonight in San Francisco!
Sept. 2001, when I was on a one year contract as an adjunct art professor, we attended an Art Dept. retreat where the evening entertainment was sculpting Spam (the processed meat product) into famous works of art. Yikes! I watched from the sidelines.
The current war against internet spam, I have stepped off the sidelines and have personally joined the fray. All of us get obnoxious emails encouraging us to enlarge our peni (dang, I didn’t know I had one!), increase breast size (actually, I would like to go down a cup or two in size, thank you), or get a mortage (on my income in SoCal? Not a day before I am 85), etc etc etc etc.
In fact, today, Sunday the 4th of May, I had 14 messages awaiting me in my primary email box. Each and every one of them was unsolicited SPAM! Not processed pork coming to me through my computer, but bad email.
About 2 weeks ago, I decided to fight back. Now, when I receive a spam mail obviously intended for a man (Increase your Penis size 2-3 inches!), I kindly email back the sender – “Thank you for your informational email. But unfortunately, I am a female, not a male, and I do not have a penis.” Then for personal entertainment, I thoroughly insult the sender with creative insults that would make the Iraqi Minister of Information proud of me.
Yes, I realize that by replying it now has confirmation that I exist, but it makes me feel a great deal better to know that some email bot is getting a foul multiple syllabic response…. Not that it cares, but I feel a wee bit more empowered against the onslaught.
Ok, Heather Champ put this up as a link today – The May Day Project.
Here’s what the May Day folks have to say:
over one day in may, people all over the world will be taking a photograph an hour to illustrate a day in their life. will you be photographing yours too?
Lucky and others – I think this is a grand idea. Pick up cameras… put the photos up on one’s blog, send in the link.
May 10th (the day of the project) is a Sat, and I may be in Parker, AZ, for my brother’s birthday. Pictures of my dad’s Mallard RV….