Tonight I was digging around on Amazon, looking for some stuff on a piece for Paul Westerberg.net, when I came across this. Apparently the Barefucking Naked Ladies are fans of Paul Westerberg too. They are ruining everything.
The absolute horror of horrors
In a sea of pot-smoking hippies
Did I mention that I got to see El Deliciousness de Doughty this weekend at Hippiefest? I did, and I’m still grinning when I think of the show. The Hippiefest set was roughly 674 times better than the show at River Falls.
It was while sitting in the woods in Southern Minnesota this weekend that I [...]
You begin with what’s on your mind
One night at Grumpy’s, Peabo, Jags, Vodo and I were arguing about the number of cats I had. I was telling them I had something like 12 cats. Vodo bought it, because he’s a sucker. Jags argued vehemently that I didn’t have 12 cats and she wasn’t sure if I even had any cats because [...]
Twittering Hippiefest
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This weekend I am embarking on my first ever, real-live camping sort of music festival. It’s called Bellaluna Fest and it’s down in Albert Lea, MN. The event has been dubbed Hippiefest in my world and it’s being held at a place called Harmony Park.
I KNOW!
So what would posses a mild-mannered, anti-hippie like me to [...]
mmmMike Doughty at UW-River Falls
Once again, I journeyed over to the lovely campus of UW-River Falls to imbibe on some Mike Doughty goodness. It was good, but it was not as good as last year. I take part of the blame for the not as goodness. With being sick last week and then using all my pump it up [...]
Sick & Silent
For the past two days my stomach has been burning for, burning for, burning for me. I blame Blue Öyster Cult. Al, the cutest girl on earth™ and I have decided it’s either stomach cancer or a bleeding ulcer. We got our medical degrees out of Cracker Jack boxes.
I promised her if the burning [...]
yummy.
Dear Mike “We’re on a break” Doughty,
There’s a guy that works at Hell, Inc. who drives a giant red pick-up truck, it’s a supersize version of my beloved Ruby. Like my Ruby, his truck has a one of those 3-letter oval bumper stickers. While mine says ‘MWT’ for Man without Ties, his says ‘BNL’ for [...]
The pain of betrayal
Dear Mike Doughty,
I regret to inform you that due to your recent betrayal we are on a break. I pondered this after the announcement that you were gonna be opening for the Barefuckingnaked Ladies, but I am loyal. But to learn from your blog that you played St. Thomas, and didn’t even tell me? I [...]
lying in bed with barenaked songs in my head
Holy Awesome Batman! My pals Zook & Wolfdogg wrote a Weird-Alesque song about the devestating news of Doughty opening for the Barenaked Ladies.
This is what happens when you admit to loving the newest Justin Timberlake song. What happens? One of your absolute, all-time favorite singers on the planet — Mr. Delectable Deliciouso himself teams up with the Minstrels of Doom.
Yes. Mike Doughty is opening up for the motherfucking Barenaked Ladies on their big US Tour this fall.
The [...]
Much to everyone’s dismay Mike Doughty did not make sweet sweet love to me on Friday night. However he did bring the rock to me and probably 1000s of my closest friends at the Basilica Block Party.
I must admit after hearing the dire weather predictions (90 degress and tons of humidity, turning Minneapolis into [...]
I’m never gonna have sweet sweet love made to me
At the rate I’m going today my chances of getting Mike Doughty to make sweet sweet love to me are about 93 kabillon to 1. Had I the time and energy to really rock the Make Sweet Sweet Love to Me Vibe™ my chances would easily be about 3 kabillon to 1.
But damn having [...]
How I forgot to dust off the Make Sweet Sweet Love to Me Vibe making me the worst creepy fangirl ever
I’ve been so busy working on the Fortress of Solitude that I have totally forgotten to lube up the Make Sweet Sweet Love to Me™ Vibe so it was ready to go by Friday when Mike Doughty hits the stage of the Basilica Block Party. I’m so disappointed in myself.
Last time I rocked the Make [...]



