Sotheby's
I have all this bloody time on my hands, to which I decided to turn into an educational sabbatical (because that sounds soooo much better). Since I'm somewhat "grounded" in Knoxville, it is Knoxville that gets to become my own personal Smithsonian, or Carthage (for the exploration factor).
Today's adventure started downtown. Now there's something about cities I love, walkable cities, like London, or Chicago, or Savannah... There is a beauty and intrigue and somewhat of mystery of our downtown. Alright, I am aware that last sentence reads right out of some uibiquitous travel guide. Walking through the streets this morning, I felt like Forest Gump, wondering about the history of the buildings. ("Where have they been, where are they going?" and YES, I realize that buildings can't GO anywhere, if you don't get the allegory, well, too bad! ;-) ) It's fun to know the acutal history, but more fun to invent your own.
The reason which brought me downtown in the first place, was Gretchen's House Auction, which has been the basis, if not for much "blogging", for many a conversation I've had, in the last few weeks. Brillant as I am, I'm somewhat of an idiot when it comes to anything that has to do with financial paperwork, my own taxes, loan things and since I'm still in the "I should have been on 'FRIENDS'" phase, I rent an apartment.
Nordic Queen that she is, when her rental property was foreclosed upon, she gathered her wits and strength and set about to get it herself. Doubtless SHE'S learned a great deal about the red tape and the in general selling of your soul that goes along with aquiring a house. ( A process that Kenna is learning about even as you read this!!!) So, it's the 11th hour, and I'm her backup.
Oooh! sidebar: I found out it's quite amusing to be dressed up, walk about in courthouse country, look confident, make eye-cotact, and just have a little happy-with-yourself knowing smile when you see people. In litigation-land, driven by fear and intimidation, breezy just completely freaks people out!!! And it's funny!! AND, it took me about 5 minutes to be able to differentiate the divorce lawyers from the ambulace chasers from the corporate guys. (So, to Kizzia and Lipsey, I AM listenting when you guys talk law stuff to me!)
Back to story: My job, besides to offer moral support, was to look fetching and distract any other bidders. Mission accomplished people, she now is a home owner!!! I would love to say it's because I looked so sassy, but it's not. Because Jabba the Hutt showed up as the only other bidder and apparently, besides being lacking in grooming department, the circles he runs in, does not deem that it's socially improper to take cell phone calls during an auction, and was distracted enough at himself. (Now, had I been a big and strapping, say blond guy, I might have just gotten "rough" and just taken my $250 assault fine, to be distracting.) Back to "Jabba," I would love to see him somewhere like Sotheby's or Christie's TRY and take a cell phone call, those security guys would have him wrangled and hog-tied in .3!!!
Oh, and for those of you who read this to see how I'm "doing" - thanks so much. Today, I'm fabulously feeling normal and fine. I DID go in for some bloodwork, and let me just brag brag brag on the wonderful Scott G. of the third floor at UT who is just the most stealthy, and painless lab tech in the universe!!!
From the world of Theatre:
The Vagabonds were indeed quite stellar in their finale of the year. If you missed it, you should be sad. Videos are available for viewing at my place, and in fact, a requirement upon admittance, unless you can barter your way out of it with hot wings or ice cream!!! Fear not, I will shamelessly start plugging next season's shows, as soon as I decide upon what they are to be!
The Tony's are June 6th!! Yay! (Shane, email with your picks!!) Right now, I've only got Hugh Jackman down for "Best Actor in a Musical" for "The Boy from Oz."
Happy Weekend!!!
Today's adventure started downtown. Now there's something about cities I love, walkable cities, like London, or Chicago, or Savannah... There is a beauty and intrigue and somewhat of mystery of our downtown. Alright, I am aware that last sentence reads right out of some uibiquitous travel guide. Walking through the streets this morning, I felt like Forest Gump, wondering about the history of the buildings. ("Where have they been, where are they going?" and YES, I realize that buildings can't GO anywhere, if you don't get the allegory, well, too bad! ;-) ) It's fun to know the acutal history, but more fun to invent your own.
The reason which brought me downtown in the first place, was Gretchen's House Auction, which has been the basis, if not for much "blogging", for many a conversation I've had, in the last few weeks. Brillant as I am, I'm somewhat of an idiot when it comes to anything that has to do with financial paperwork, my own taxes, loan things and since I'm still in the "I should have been on 'FRIENDS'" phase, I rent an apartment.
Nordic Queen that she is, when her rental property was foreclosed upon, she gathered her wits and strength and set about to get it herself. Doubtless SHE'S learned a great deal about the red tape and the in general selling of your soul that goes along with aquiring a house. ( A process that Kenna is learning about even as you read this!!!) So, it's the 11th hour, and I'm her backup.
Oooh! sidebar: I found out it's quite amusing to be dressed up, walk about in courthouse country, look confident, make eye-cotact, and just have a little happy-with-yourself knowing smile when you see people. In litigation-land, driven by fear and intimidation, breezy just completely freaks people out!!! And it's funny!! AND, it took me about 5 minutes to be able to differentiate the divorce lawyers from the ambulace chasers from the corporate guys. (So, to Kizzia and Lipsey, I AM listenting when you guys talk law stuff to me!)
Back to story: My job, besides to offer moral support, was to look fetching and distract any other bidders. Mission accomplished people, she now is a home owner!!! I would love to say it's because I looked so sassy, but it's not. Because Jabba the Hutt showed up as the only other bidder and apparently, besides being lacking in grooming department, the circles he runs in, does not deem that it's socially improper to take cell phone calls during an auction, and was distracted enough at himself. (Now, had I been a big and strapping, say blond guy, I might have just gotten "rough" and just taken my $250 assault fine, to be distracting.) Back to "Jabba," I would love to see him somewhere like Sotheby's or Christie's TRY and take a cell phone call, those security guys would have him wrangled and hog-tied in .3!!!
Oh, and for those of you who read this to see how I'm "doing" - thanks so much. Today, I'm fabulously feeling normal and fine. I DID go in for some bloodwork, and let me just brag brag brag on the wonderful Scott G. of the third floor at UT who is just the most stealthy, and painless lab tech in the universe!!!
From the world of Theatre:
The Vagabonds were indeed quite stellar in their finale of the year. If you missed it, you should be sad. Videos are available for viewing at my place, and in fact, a requirement upon admittance, unless you can barter your way out of it with hot wings or ice cream!!! Fear not, I will shamelessly start plugging next season's shows, as soon as I decide upon what they are to be!
The Tony's are June 6th!! Yay! (Shane, email with your picks!!) Right now, I've only got Hugh Jackman down for "Best Actor in a Musical" for "The Boy from Oz."
Happy Weekend!!!
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