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As some of you may or may not know, I spent the last 7 days in St Louis and Memphis with my old man and his family.
I've never drank so much beer, or ate more meat in my life. Here's some highlights from the trip via a photo montage.
Again, happiest girl alive. So many things to be happy for, even as I sit here with a cold due to rain and portopotties... I had such a wonderful time, and am everyday more and more thankful and optimistic about the days and years to come. I really have the greatest friends, and extended family...
Okay, enough tree sap... On to the show...
my old man, hungover, holding meat, in a captains hat on the way to memphis in the back of a van.
Patsy as Jeff "the SKUNK" Baxter.(guitar player for the Doobies)
AmberLynn as Patrick Simmons, also of the Doobie Brothers.
In the rain. catching a cold.
ONe word. GRACELAND.
Me, and the kings pelvis.
beale street.
My sweet portrait of Michael Mcdonald on Patricks beer.
Need I say more?
THE KING OF SMOOTH.
Dirty boots.
and last but not least.... What our lives have come to...
Carving watermelons in the morning before a family bbq. we're old.
Most amazing trip ever.
Check out this little number.
We also enjoyed some delightful Aretha Franklin, and BUddy Guy...And spent roughly 3 days inside a tent that smelled of cow manuer and soggy mud listening to the blues for 8 hours a day...
Luckiest girl in the world....
I've never drank so much beer, or ate more meat in my life. Here's some highlights from the trip via a photo montage.
Again, happiest girl alive. So many things to be happy for, even as I sit here with a cold due to rain and portopotties... I had such a wonderful time, and am everyday more and more thankful and optimistic about the days and years to come. I really have the greatest friends, and extended family...
Okay, enough tree sap... On to the show...
my old man, hungover, holding meat, in a captains hat on the way to memphis in the back of a van.
Patsy as Jeff "the SKUNK" Baxter.(guitar player for the Doobies)
AmberLynn as Patrick Simmons, also of the Doobie Brothers.
In the rain. catching a cold.
ONe word. GRACELAND.
Me, and the kings pelvis.
beale street.
My sweet portrait of Michael Mcdonald on Patricks beer.
Need I say more?
THE KING OF SMOOTH.
Dirty boots.
and last but not least.... What our lives have come to...
Carving watermelons in the morning before a family bbq. we're old.
Most amazing trip ever.
Check out this little number.
We also enjoyed some delightful Aretha Franklin, and BUddy Guy...And spent roughly 3 days inside a tent that smelled of cow manuer and soggy mud listening to the blues for 8 hours a day...
Luckiest girl in the world....
I am officially not allowed to drink tequila anymore. Patricks orders.
Last night I got a talking to about my drunken behavior and how my "tough girl" side needs to take a hiatus....permanently. According to reports I spent 30 minutes ranting about some guy dancing to really bad electronic music and how I wanted to kick him over a railing. I kept asking for permission to do so, in this form..
"baby, please let me do it. please? just one kick."
Needless to say, my old man is not too fond of girls fighting (especially when one of them is who he loves), and thats been a huge problem of mine since I was a little kid. I've always been the scrappy badass that handles everything with her fists... "but we're adults now"... I grew up as a hardcore kid in the 90's. It was all fighting under the POSI guise, and I am finding that habit hard to break. I genuinely think this will be an issue for me. Especially if im drinking... I have no filter on my mouth, and I tend to come off rather crass at times. I have a hard time keeping my mouth shut, and am very stubborn and opinionated. There's few things I come to blows over, but when I do...it's usually a shitstorm, and I end up getting whisked away out a backdoor before the cops come. The last thing I want to do is embarrass the love of my life, so I am making a vow to myself at this moment that I will start walking away. Ugh. It sucks saying this at all, but im nervous.
Im really grateful to have such an understanding man in my life. He knows where im coming from, and genuinely tries to talk to me calmly and with patience even when my instinct is to stop listening... I am truly blessed, and its for him that I am going to start carrying myself with a bit more honor and respect. I used to think the idea of me being sucha hardass got me honor...but now I see it was for the wrong reasons.
Okay,
This vent is officially over. and the issue is squashed. Just wanted to let some of that out.
And scene.
Michael Mcdonald is in 7 days. God Bless America.
Last night I got a talking to about my drunken behavior and how my "tough girl" side needs to take a hiatus....permanently. According to reports I spent 30 minutes ranting about some guy dancing to really bad electronic music and how I wanted to kick him over a railing. I kept asking for permission to do so, in this form..
"baby, please let me do it. please? just one kick."
Needless to say, my old man is not too fond of girls fighting (especially when one of them is who he loves), and thats been a huge problem of mine since I was a little kid. I've always been the scrappy badass that handles everything with her fists... "but we're adults now"... I grew up as a hardcore kid in the 90's. It was all fighting under the POSI guise, and I am finding that habit hard to break. I genuinely think this will be an issue for me. Especially if im drinking... I have no filter on my mouth, and I tend to come off rather crass at times. I have a hard time keeping my mouth shut, and am very stubborn and opinionated. There's few things I come to blows over, but when I do...it's usually a shitstorm, and I end up getting whisked away out a backdoor before the cops come. The last thing I want to do is embarrass the love of my life, so I am making a vow to myself at this moment that I will start walking away. Ugh. It sucks saying this at all, but im nervous.
Im really grateful to have such an understanding man in my life. He knows where im coming from, and genuinely tries to talk to me calmly and with patience even when my instinct is to stop listening... I am truly blessed, and its for him that I am going to start carrying myself with a bit more honor and respect. I used to think the idea of me being sucha hardass got me honor...but now I see it was for the wrong reasons.
Okay,
This vent is officially over. and the issue is squashed. Just wanted to let some of that out.
And scene.
Michael Mcdonald is in 7 days. God Bless America.
This is how we do. Ugg it up guys. UGG IT THE FUCK UP.
"rockabillyrockabillyrockabillyrock"
And then we were caught.
"rockabillyrockabillyrockabillyrock"
And then we were caught.
Well, I didn't end up shooting for Inked. But no big deal. I still had a fucking blast with Amina and Rigel (and Rigels hilarious man, John), and had drunken living room karaoke, and managed to get sunburned as a motherfucker and eat delicious vegetarian meat tacos...
So, all is well in Amberlynn ville.
SO glad to be home. Can't wait for midnight. Seems forever from now. Going to take a hot bath (which will feel fanfuckentastic on my sunburnt tshirt tan- oh yeah, tshirt shaped.), drink a budweiser, lay in the bed and await the knight in shining camo bondage pants (i kid) to come home.
Got to meet everyone in the Suicide Girls office, Which was really important, and totally cool. I love it. They gave me new tshirts. (one of which being the shape of my sweet sunburn)
So, im babbling aimlessly...and it's really pointless. Just wanted to do something aside from folding laundry
YOOPS!
So, all is well in Amberlynn ville.
SO glad to be home. Can't wait for midnight. Seems forever from now. Going to take a hot bath (which will feel fanfuckentastic on my sunburnt tshirt tan- oh yeah, tshirt shaped.), drink a budweiser, lay in the bed and await the knight in shining camo bondage pants (i kid) to come home.
Got to meet everyone in the Suicide Girls office, Which was really important, and totally cool. I love it. They gave me new tshirts. (one of which being the shape of my sweet sunburn)
So, im babbling aimlessly...and it's really pointless. Just wanted to do something aside from folding laundry
YOOPS!
Well, Amina and I are off to LA tomorrow to shoot for Inked Magazine...
Pretty stoked. However, a night away from home is giving me the willies. First night away from my Patsy in a LONG time (i wont say how long..heheheh). I'll probably go into deep strained convulsions and end up raping Amina in my sleep as we'll be sharing a bed at Rigels house, So I hear. sweet.
Im gonna wake up with my hand full of her hair.
For all you Amina junkies, I'll sell it on Ebay.
Vag monster.
oh...and ALL HAIL MICHAEL MCDONALD!
The countdown begins...
20 days til Michael Mcdonald Live.
Pretty stoked. However, a night away from home is giving me the willies. First night away from my Patsy in a LONG time (i wont say how long..heheheh). I'll probably go into deep strained convulsions and end up raping Amina in my sleep as we'll be sharing a bed at Rigels house, So I hear. sweet.
Im gonna wake up with my hand full of her hair.
For all you Amina junkies, I'll sell it on Ebay.
Vag monster.
oh...and ALL HAIL MICHAEL MCDONALD!
The countdown begins...
20 days til Michael Mcdonald Live.
Fucking Suicidegirls Kick Arse.
Arse. Arse. Arse. Tats Tats Tats.
Ive been having so much fun checking this periodically throughout the day. And my myspace, everyones been so fucking cool and complimentary. I feel like a little princess.
On a lighter note, I got drunk and did yet another Michael Mcdonald Marathon (he triple M) and filled out some survey while intoxicated and basically put some MM related answer in almost every possible question.
I have serious Michael Mcdonald issues.
hahahahahaha
I had a weird dream about my grandmother last night. I was sitting in the kitchen and Patrick came in and said "Amber, you should listen to this"...and it was my grandmothers voice repeating my name over and over over and over, then making amends with me, and apologizing for us drifting apart (we were closer than you could imagine my whole life, until politics and self destructive behavior pushed us apart)... It was so vivid. The thick country accent, and the singing tone of her voice...
I really miss her everyday. She's still alive... I saw her name on my buddy list the other day and wanted so badly to talk to her, but I didnt. I have tried to reach out to her before, but to no avail. She tried desperately, and even came to tears to get me to contact her, but when I did, no response.
*sigh*
I hope my Anna Jane is okay...
And for those of you who haven't seen the set yet, here it is!
Leave comments pleeeeeease? Prettttttty please!
Arse. Arse. Arse. Tats Tats Tats.
Ive been having so much fun checking this periodically throughout the day. And my myspace, everyones been so fucking cool and complimentary. I feel like a little princess.
On a lighter note, I got drunk and did yet another Michael Mcdonald Marathon (he triple M) and filled out some survey while intoxicated and basically put some MM related answer in almost every possible question.
I have serious Michael Mcdonald issues.
hahahahahaha
I had a weird dream about my grandmother last night. I was sitting in the kitchen and Patrick came in and said "Amber, you should listen to this"...and it was my grandmothers voice repeating my name over and over over and over, then making amends with me, and apologizing for us drifting apart (we were closer than you could imagine my whole life, until politics and self destructive behavior pushed us apart)... It was so vivid. The thick country accent, and the singing tone of her voice...
I really miss her everyday. She's still alive... I saw her name on my buddy list the other day and wanted so badly to talk to her, but I didnt. I have tried to reach out to her before, but to no avail. She tried desperately, and even came to tears to get me to contact her, but when I did, no response.
*sigh*
I hope my Anna Jane is okay...
And for those of you who haven't seen the set yet, here it is!
Leave comments pleeeeeease? Prettttttty please!
My SETis still up and in desperate need of your commentary... love on me.
LOVE , I SAY! LOOOOOOVE!!!!!!!!
Anyway, Today is going to be medium.
I drank a shitload of coffee, had to wake up entirely too early, and now im baking in the hot vegas sun in my underwear while I paint SOMEONE ELSES cabinets. and then hang them....
I'll be needin a beer about 9pm. Whos buyin.
LOVE , I SAY! LOOOOOOVE!!!!!!!!
Anyway, Today is going to be medium.
I drank a shitload of coffee, had to wake up entirely too early, and now im baking in the hot vegas sun in my underwear while I paint SOMEONE ELSES cabinets. and then hang them....
I'll be needin a beer about 9pm. Whos buyin.
Just a reminder to check out my set again... Gimme the great big skinny.
Coming soon:
Tattoo time....
Coming soon:
Tattoo time....
a brand new set of mine just went up, please check it out and let me know what yall fuckers think of ole amber lynn.
HOLLERRRRR.
HOLLERRRRR.
FEBRUARY 2008