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Five Year Extravaganza, Day 2

You know, I am finding it a hell of a lot more fun to look back at who my earliest commenters were than to read through my archives trying to find posts with any sort of redeeming value. So let's do the commenters first again and then I'll come up with something.

Commenter #3 was Michele from Coffee Soup. I love Michele. In fact, I would hunt her down and make out with her, except that I think she would punch me and I think it would hurt.

Commenter #4 was Brian from Byrneunit. Which I haven't read in a while, to be honest, because while it was really funny I always suspected I was too lame to get the jokes. You should check it out though, you are probably much cooler than me.

Commenter #5 was Eve from Mothering Down the Bones, now defunct, and I miss that blog more than my cats.

Commenter #6 has been redacted because his site launches spam windows and I hate that.

(Is it cheating if I skip a few? It is more fun to post the people I know instead of the people who came here once and are going to wonder why the hell I am linking to them.)

And here's an old post for your possible-but-not-likely enjoyment.

June 30, 2004

Authoritarian Regime, and Other Stories


I have decided to institute an authoritarian regime. I think I am well suited to this job because I really like to make new rules but don't always like to follow them. You may call me either Dear Leader or Mistress Beth. It is entirely your choice, because that is the kind of open and understanding benevolent dictator that I am. Now, for my first proclamation:

New Rules for Concert-Goers

1. Shut. Thefuck. Up. If you are not interested in the concert, don't go to the concert. If you go to the concert, sit quietly and watch the show. You may make occasional, relevant comments to your neighbors. You may not spend 4 hours talking about what Lauren said to Jessica and whether or not Jessica was the one who told Taylor about it.

2. Do not leave your beer bottles and other random trash on the lawn. I mean people, please. There are trash cans right behind you. Don't be an asshole.

3. When leaving the parking lot, try not to hit any other cars. If you do hit another car, try even harder not to hit a second car within 60 seconds. Once you have driven your car into two other perfectly innocent cars it may be time to realize you are being a teensy little bit too aggressive and maybe, I don't know, CHILL.

4. If you have an unfortunate hair loss condition resulting in a bald spot that is not so much a bald spot but is really a bald stripe down one side of your head, you should wear a hat. Or at least not sit directly in front of me. And also, get rid of the mullet because it isn't fooling anybody.

5. Rufus Wainwright and Guster should form a new band together. Because Oh. My. Dude. That was incredible. Also, Rufus Wainwright should come sit over here with me and maybe let me lick him just a little bit.


1. Cats do not understand tough love.

2. If you are wearing sunglasses and have another pair of sunglasses on top of your head so you will remember to take them back out to your car, you should remove at least one pair of sunglasses before going in to work.

3. It occurred to me last night that every guy I ever dated was a musician (in order they were guitar, voice/sax, voice/guitar, sax, anything with strings). (Yes, there were only 5. I started dating my husband when I was 18.)

4. As a corollary to the above, there is nothing sexier to me than a guy who is a musician. Case in point, I like the firemen and all, but did I marry a fireman? Nope. I married a rock star.

5. If the shirt you are wearing is so tight that you cannot button the last button, maybe you should consider a different shirt.

6. Sign language for "giving the finger" is actually giving the finger.

Comments (6)

I enjoy the early commenters, and it is totally not cheating to skip a few. What could also be fun (if you can readily get the info) is to see the top 5 most prolific commenters on your site.

"I married a rock star." Yes, yes you did ;) Haha. I sometimes miss old random Beth a little bit :P (Not that I don't think you're awesome still! I just had more in common with previous Beth, probably. But your kids are so dang cute it totally balances out! lol)

This is fine, I think I started reading your blog when Mia was a few months old so it's nice to read things that are totally new for me. So with you on number one rule for concert goers. It's probably why I'm less keen to go to them nowadays, which is a shame.

Holy crap! has it been 5 years? And you know I'd make out with you any day of the week.

i have a thing for musicians too. so sexy.

I SO (HEART) Guster.... they will be the fathers of my next child...
maybe not...
I (heart) them either way...

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