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THE FOLLIES OF A MEREDITH IN OKC


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FROM TULSA WITH LOVE

when i think about this past weekend, all i can say is “the shit is bananas, b-a-n-a-n-a-s”.

  

at 5pm on saturday evening, a magical transformation took place.

the work zombie took off its top hat, donned smurf blue puma boots, and emerged as a party monster.

and i owe it all to the birth of lil M on tuesday.  and her fantastico party on saturday.

  

sutures did not disappoint.  it hosted a rockin gathering of celebrators and the wonderful bday girl…and my party monster spirit could not be more happy!  there were the stone cold t-town crew (lil M, the lovely Wallflower, Button, Triple C and her lil sis, T, plus a bevy of other people who i met) not to mention 3 of my favorite ladies that came into town (cousin A-sizzle, Geredith, and Lady Green).

  

on the drive up to tulsa, i decided that i wanted to do 2 things

1) party

2) hug some people

kids, it was a mission freakin accomplished.  and all at the low low price of a $30 tab (man o man, how i love being in a group so large that it overwhelms the waitress and i don’t get charged for most of my drinks.  don’t worry, i tipped well).

 

after snapping as many hug pictures of the group as possible, my drunk ass decided to hug everyone in the bar.  and with the help of Lady Green, i did just that.  i hugged so many strangers.  so very many strangers.  i literally went from one person to the next going

 “hi, i have kind of a weird question.  i’m working on  a project where i’m trying to get 2,010 pictures of hugs by the end of 2010.  can i take a pic of us hugging?”

and sometimes, my drunkiness kicked in and i said

“hi, i have kind of a weird question.  i’m trying to get 2,010 by 2010.  ah.  crap.  i fucked that up.  i’m trying to get hugs by 2010.  ah, hell…i’m too drunk for the spiel…can i take a pic of us hugging?”

 

here is why i love oklahoma…any other place in the world people would look at me like i was a lunatic and say “hell no”.  but here, people are all about helping out.  i had a few people who looked at Lady Green and asked if i was legit.  when she replied yes, that was good enough for them (apparently she’s the Legit Police).  oklahomies love hugs.  i only had 1 person who didn’t want to oblige, but i am persistent and said he didn’t have to show his face…so he caved and gave me a hug.  there were 2 bartenders that were too busy…not including them, i hugged every single person.  and even got 3 kisses on the cheek to boot.

 

the bar closed down and A-sizzle drove all of our drunk asses to mcdonalds, which was bumpin.  so instead of waiting patiently, i decided to hug everyone waiting in line at the drive thru.  which was awesome.  i had a girl end her phone call, jump out of the car and shed her jacket so she could show off her new tat sleeve.  freakin rad…man i love oklahoma.

 

sunday was relaxing and full of recovery.  luckily i didn’t suffer from the pyrotechnic tummy, but i did suffer from the “i partied til my face melted off” general tiredness.  i grubbed on some arby’s market fresh sandwich, watched Role Models with lil M, napped and eventually dragged myself to the car so i could head home.

 

yep, all-in-all, victory to me.  i spent time with some of my favorite people, the party monster got a break from the work zombie cage, and i captured 100+ pictures of hugs (many of them freakin hilarious).

 

oh!  and i created a fan page for Project 2,010 Hugs on facebook.  i figured that the strangers i take pictures with might want to see them and it does make the project seem a little more legit.  so become a fan of it (if you haven’t already).  soon to come, a Hug Awareness day (my hug benefit) and possibly a Project 2,010 Hugs t-shirt.

one of my favorite hugs…me doing the “koala hug” with Triple C

KOALA HUG!!

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ZOMBIE VILLE, USA

is it just me, or has the past few weeks felt just totally blah?


i’ve done a social survey, and apparently i’m not alone.  so i feel the necessity to rant about this.


see, the thing is, i haven’t felt bad.  i’m not like “argh, damn you ‘010!! you’re such a cock-smack!!”.  but i’m also not like “wooohooooo!  in your face ‘010! put that in your pipe and smoke it!”.  mostly it’s just shades of gray with the occasional burst of color (like valentine’s day, red’s party, and today’s boudoir shoot.  which by the way, i brought sexy back.  and no one but me will see…it’s a sneaky sexy back).


i feel like i’m on the verge of something.  it’s like that split second on the swing where you’re about to break gravity.  and then WOOOOOOOOSH you swing back down.  my question is this…is the woosh back down going to be the exhilarating ride that builds the excitement for the next climb or is it going to be the last swing before i toss my cookies and decide to go home?


me, i’m the eternal optimist.  really, i am.  a lot of weird shit has been going on (coo-coo-crazy-train people, my night-time dreams, mr bix jumping on me more than usual) and it hasn’t even phased me.  and a lot of things that i once felt were the end-all-be-all no longer seem that important.  but i can’t help but wonder “what’s just over the horizon?”


i’ve seen glimpses, i’ve seen glimmers…so i can’t help but quirk my lips in a sly smile and think “shit’s going to get bananas here soon, and imma gonna like it”.  right now i’m hibernating, and come springtime…all bets are off.


so who’s with me?  have you been feeling zombie-esque lately?  have you felt so blah or tunnel visioned that you don’t know what day it is?  come with me, my friend…i have a feeling that things are going to be freaking a-maze-ing.

and if they aren’t, well…at least i’ll have your brains to eat.  mwahaha.  kidding.

here’s a pg-13 pic from my boudoir shoot.  not gonna lie, me + vintage records = pretty freakin awesome.

 

sneaky sexy back