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Last Updated: 10/13/2009

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City: LOUISVILLE
Country: US
Signup Date: 6/22/2005

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Thursday, June 25, 2009 
Okay, you Change-is-Bad MySpace hold-outs who are afraid to click on a link .... I'm not mad.  But come on ... at least say, "Hi," on the new blog rather than posting passive Craigslist poems in the Missed Connections  (yes, I saw it. Twice.).  I miss my old commenters, despite the many many new ones I've acquired in the move.

You are missed:)  And you've missed many an adventures!  Come see...

Click here -------->  http://brigidkaelin.blogspot.com
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Monday, June 08, 2009 
I'm just one click away...

http://brigidkaelin.blogspot.com

or the RSS feed at:
http://feeds2.feedburner.com/brigidkaelin

RSS feeds are like creating your own personal newspaper with only the columnists YOU want to read.  Message me if you are intimated and want help.  Really, Blogspot is way easier, and my blog hits have doubled over there.  Change is good!

brigid
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Monday, June 01, 2009 
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Sunday, May 31, 2009 
hopes you follow her blog (and continue your thoughtful comments) over at:

brigidkaelin.blogspot.com

or the RSS feed:  http://feeds2.feedburner.com/brigidkaelin
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Friday, May 29, 2009 
http://feed2.feedburner.com/brigidkaelin
Update your bookmarks  or feeds ... please:)

Okay, I have to admit I feel a little disconnected from my faithful blog-readers now that I've moved to Blogspot. I haven't figured out how to look at my page views yet, and MySpace was very good about telling me exactly how many people (It never told me who they were; don't fret if you don't want me to know you're reading me...) had viewed my blog. I'm assuming you're all still reading it. At least I know Mia and Trees are. Maybe I'll just have to write something scandalous to solocit mass amounts of comments. Don't get me wrong, I'd write something whether anyone read it or not. But I think maybe it's Rock Star Syndrome that makes me enjoy an audience.

I've been writing lately. Not as much as I had previously. I hibernated this winter and spent time with good friends. The past few weeks, however, I remembered an old favorite trick to get me to write: new ink pens.

I know I'm not alone here. There is something extremely satisfying about opening a new pack of pens and dating the first entry in a leather-bound journal.

Last week, I went to Staples and bought a pack of Uni-Ball Vision Needle (fine point) black pens. They have been good to me. Other favorites of mine include the classic Pilot Precise V7 Needle Rollerball and a recent discovery, the Sharpie Pen (no bleed-through!).

Sometimes I write the most inane things, but it always feels like I'm writing the Great American Novel when I've got a new pen.

Playing tonight at the Monkey Wrench. Maybe I'll write out some new lyrics with my new pens and sing you some new songs.
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Thursday, May 28, 2009 
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Wednesday, May 27, 2009 

Category: Travel and Places
http://brigidkaelin.blogspot.com
THE RSS feed is:  http://feeds2.feedburner.com/brigidkaelin

* Business First: Don't worry, I'm definitely not deleting my MySpace page. I actually still like MySpace, except for a few other annoying functional problems. But I like it for music and art and blogging. I'm just trying to keep up with (and reach new) a wider audience. My MySpace blog page just hit something like 50,000 views ... I promise not to disappear. And if MySpace EVER gets smart and adds an Import Blog function, then I'll be able to feed my new blog directly there, rather than copy and paste every single entry.

Now for today's blog.

I am mildly obsessed with reading the Craigslist Missed Connections. I know that many of you probably are as well, and I also suspect you secretly hope that someone is looking for you. If you have no idea what I'm talking about, have a look at your city's Missed Connection List: http://nameofyourcityorvicinity.craigslist.org/mis Here is Louisville's.

There is debate over the actual function of the MC site, but generally it's used for when you are looking for someone you saw fleetingly and have no other way to contact them. Perhaps it was that jackass who cut you off at the intersection of Eastern Parkway or Bardstown Road. Maybe it was the man sitting across the coffeeshop from you as you typed yesterday's blog. You get the idea.

Anyway, I read them, more for the amusement factor than anything. There was this several-month-long back-and-forth public forum about a guy stalking a girl with pink hair at Highland Coffee. It was funny, mostly because the guy was probably harmless, but voyeurs took it to a new level.

I doubt I'll ever see myself in the Missed Connections because I'm pretty easy to find. But I've wanted to post one here and there, mostly because I think it would be fun.

A few weeks ago, I left a coffee cup on my car roof as I was driving off and a nice biker waved wildly to me and gestured for me to look on the roof. Thanks, nice biker by Keith's Hardware!

This weekend in Chicago, I really really wanted to post one though.

It would read: 95th Floor of the Hancock Building, Women's Bathroom, Leggings and a Diamond Ring. (Chicago W-for-W)

You were there by the sink, and you looked like you'd been crying. I was the redhead in the white dress washing my hands. Then I noticed that tasteful sparkly diamond ring on your left hand, and I asked you if you'd just gotten it. You exhaled, smiled hugely, and said in a lovely English accent, "He just proposed! I've been dying to tell someone."

You were flustered and said you'd been here with him three times before, but the proposal was a complete surprise. If you'd suspected anything, you said, you would have straightened your hair and worn something besides leggings and a cardigan. I thought you looked great, and you were positively glowing.

I gave you a hug and told you to call your parents. You said you couldn't because they lived in England, and it was 3 am there. I think they would have forgiven you the wake-up call.

Anyway, congratulations, and I thought you looked radiant, as did your fiancé. I also wondered where you live in England because I'm planning a tour there in the fall. Maybe I'll be in your area and I can buy you a congratulatory cocktail. Actually, I wanted to buy your entire meal on Friday because you just looked so happy. Had we been at a normal restaurant -- and not the Signature Room -- I would have at least sent over a bottle of champagne.

I hope you called your folks. Maybe see you in England?
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Tuesday, May 26, 2009 
Howdy, friends. I promise a better blog tomorrow, but for now I wanted to point you in a new direction.

brigidkaelin.blogspot.com

I'm getting emails from lots of you who want to comment on my blogs, but who do not have MySpace accounts.

MySpace is pretty much done-for, except for the musician pages, and Facebook is the new King.  I dislike the "Note" function in Facebook, so I'm moving my blog over to a dandy ol' Blogspot page.

I'm going to continue to copy and paste blogs to MySpace for a little while longer, but you might want to change your RSS feeds over, or your bookmarks or whatever you do to read your blogs.

This particular blog is mostly so I can launch the new site and find out my RSS and URL and all those fun acronyms.

Cheerio!!
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Monday, May 25, 2009 

Category: Travel and Places
Howdy, folks.   I know it's technically time for a review blog, but I've been absent for so long that I wanted to say hello.  Thanks to my trusty friends and substitute-bloggers for allowing me to actually enjoy my couple of days in Chicago.  This whole must-find-internet-and-must-blog mindset causes more stress than it should.

I had a pretty busy schedule while I was there, and I won't bore you with the running-from-here-to-there and doing wedding things.

Instead, I'll let you in on one of the most perfect evenings I've ever enjoyed.

I love fine dining and epicurean delights.  It's borderline hedonism, but epicurean sounds more stable so we'll go with that.  I don't get to enjoy fine dining often. On the road, it's generally Flying J's and Burger Kings.  Packs of cashews and Junior Whoppers without the meat.  There's not even time for Applebee's (which is good because everything about Applebee's is disgusting ... another blog topic all together).

In Chicago, however, I made time for a fine dining experience.  Friend-with-a-Truck is the perfect date for a weekend road trip because he, too, is up for anything and appreciates the luxury of an excellent meal.  I'd made reservations earlier in the week at the Signature Room on the 95th floor of the John Hancock Building.  This itself was a task because the restaurant books up weeks in advance regularly and months in advance on a holiday weekend.  This is where being a persuasive charmer with an On-Demand Southern Drawl comes in handy.  Earlier this week, I sweet-talked the man into a two-top table at 8:30.

The view from the 95th floor is specatucular, especially just after sunset, with the colorful clouds reflecting the city lights and the waves of Lake Michigan.  We also took our sweet sweet top enjoying the meal, watching the surrounding tables turn over at least twice while we sat there for a few hours.  We ate several courses and drank delicious pinot noir. 

I had an awesome potato gnocchi with lemon garlic butter and ramps.  I learned what ramps are and that I like them.  (They are kind of like leeks or wild onions and taste delicious in a cream sauce.)  Friend-with-a-Truck got some sort of meat -- i think it was lamb -- that actually looked appetizing.  I didn't want any of it, but it looked pretty on the plate.

Fine dining makes me want to eat every single meal at home for a couple of months, only so I can save up enough money to go out to eat somewhere amazing.   Somewhere where the servers blow your minds with their food knowledge and attentiveness.  Where they fold your napkin on the back of your chair when you get up to go to the restroom.  Hmmmmmmmmm......

Okay, I'm off to the grocery store to stock up on nacho supplies.
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Sunday, May 24, 2009 

Category: Music

Guest Blog:  Friend who lives close to the bar.

Yesterday’s blog by Friend-who-cooks-pancakes-and-sometimes-cooks-grilled-cheese-sandwiches discussed his pool, but failed to mention that at least once a month they have live music in the evenings.  That pool really does rock.

While Friend With A Truck and Friend Who Plays Accordion are in Chicago, I wanted to talk about one of the most important things in my life....Music.  I firmly believe that I can’t live without music.  It’s right up there with oxygen, water, and thin mints.  Today’s blog title comes from the inscription in a book given to me by a very close friend (are guys allowed to have a BFF?)  Motif: An Anthology of Writings About Music is the book, and I highly recommend it.  Several good friends, and some of my favorite artists are featured.

I picked up the moniker Friend who lives close to the bar because I live just a few doors down from the Monkey Wrench.  We tried out Friend who lives close to the Fish House, Friend who lives close to the cemetery, and even Friend who would rather be at the Monkey Wrench than the Fish House or the cemetery...none of them stuck.  The Monkey Wrench has great music on a regular basis...my house has become the unofficial green room for artists... they hang out here before the show, tune up, drink a little bourbon...after the show they come back with fans in tow...maybe play a few more tunes then wake up the next morning on the couch fully-clothed with the lingering smell of bourbon and bad decisions.

I’m not a musician...but I play a mean radio.  My intense love for music lead to working on the business side...what we call “Artist Development.”  It’s a catch-all phrase that means I’m willing to do anything I can to help advance the career of an artist.  I have such a passion for music...a passion for the people who write the music...a passion for the people who forgo more lucrative careers involving a desk just so they can write songs for me...for us...to enjoy.  Don’t I owe it to them to do everything in my power to help them succeed?  Don’t we owe it to them to buy their CDs and go to their concerts?

Here in Louisville this weekend is the Abby Road on the River Beatles Festival.  I like the Beatles.  I really do, but I don’t understand why 30,000 people come from all over the country to hear cover bands when they could just come my house and we could listen to the real Beatles on vinyl, and I promise it is better.  Don’t get me wrong, I love a good cover...I love music that is constantly reinvented.  One of my favorite albums last year was a covers album...And I really like the Abby Road festival.  I like that 30,000 people come to the city that I love.  It’s the largest Beatles Festival in the U.S., so I know it doesn’t suck or people wouldn’t come.  You know what else doesn’t suck?  The dozens of original artists that played out this weekend.  30,000 people come to a cover band, but we can’t get 30 to come to some of the best original music I’ve heard in years???

I know we all have different priorities.  Jobs...kids...reality TV...but a life without music is a life without meaning.  Do you really want your life to pass you by, missing out on that one song...that one poem?  I read somewhere that all song lyrics are not poetry, but all lyrics are poetic.  Life-altering poetic.  Do me a favor this weekend...go to wherever you keep your music collection... CDs, records, tapes, itunes, 8-tracks...whatever...seek out that song...the one that has special meaning.  Share your music...with us...or with a friend...and over the next month go out and hear some live original music...maybe even the artist that penned your favorite song.

This Friday, May 29th, Friend with an Accordion will be playing live at the Monkey Wrench with the magnificent David Mead.  No he is not a magician.  That would be kinda cool.  David has a new CD out and it is also magnificent (and also not a magician).  So mark your calendars now and find a baby-sitter.  Brigid Kaelin & David Mead:  Live at the Monkey Wrench.  May 29th, 9pm.  Feel free to drop by the house before or after the show.  You’re always welcome.



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