at last...

alright. so i'm finally here to do the deed. catching up tonight.
i got home and had no water to wash the dishes because the dudes working on the bathroom, but at this point i'm just so fucking glad it's getting done...
grims wukkin' until later and i think i have enough time to blog and do the dishes before he gets here to take me off to covey+ganz's to bathe.
so, since we on the topic, i'll start with the bathroom drama.
i was busy enough getting it together before i left for trini that i don't even remember if i had time to blog about how much i had to do to get everything in place so the bathroom could be remodeled while i was in trini and grims @ his gig in chesapeake so it wouldn't matter that nobody could bathe here for 3 days. i ran my ass ragged and had to drag poor grims along for post-work excursions too- is the first time we paying somebody to come in and redo an entire room for us, ceiling to floor, and i had no idea how much more there is to organise when you have to organise it all in advance. we usually decide what cabinet handles we want after we install the cabinets and realise we need handles...
we ran crazy, got estimates, chose a contractor, chose floor tile, wall tile, tp holder, towel rack, pedestal sink, toilet, medicine cabinet, over-toilet-cabinet, ceiling colour, wall colour, 2 light fixtures, tub faucets+showerhead, etc.
i gave the man my keys and $ and went off to trini, knowing that grims'd go to chesapeake on monday and return thursday night to a nice new bathroom, then pick me up on saturday and take me home to bathe together in our nice new bathroom, no longer like bathing in a condom.
instead, grims called the man wednesday to check in before his return, and the man called back thursday to say, "we haven't started yet".
i will not try to recreate my mental scream upon hearing this news in trini.
the excuse seemed valid- head crew dude had a heart attack- but why the fuck did our man not call and say something since monday when they didn't start?
so we both return, and i tell the man that grims' b'day business was this past weekend, so they needed to start bright and early last monday morning and be done by last friday evening- the bathroom is, after all, only about 45 square feet- and the man is to tell me he can't guarantee it'll be done by friday evening. so i say, is there even a slim chance that i could not have a working toilet when the guests arrive (yesterday)? and the man said yes, so of course, we had to wait until this morning to start the shit to ensure that people could drain their alcohol reservoirs in comfort (yesterday). and this week is a much bigger inconvenience for us to not have a bathroom than last week woulda been, but without the flush-by-weekend guarantee...

onto other things- i had the good fortune to stopover in barbados for 2days on my way to trini to see an old friend (dani) and her new house. we yakked nonstop from the time she picked me up @ (the new) grantley adams int'l, until she dropped me back. it was the best. until the subsequent friday night, half-hour before curtain, when my face that i'd previously considered too black for sunburn, started peeling. i managed to make it pass muster for the night, but between b'dos beach and maracas bay in trini, when i got back to dc, my shoulders peeled so bad the skin made a noise as it came off like rice paper- which might mean it was for the best i didn't get new ink.
trini and b'dos sweet as ever- me+nico hit maracas early one morning after nearly getting killed because neither of us realised that the road going into maraval off the savannah is now one-way during rush hour, we ate doubles by george-x, limed with the canals and cheewah, and i had nuff curry goat roti and royal extra stout. and seeing dani after nearly 10years and being back in trini with nico after about 8 was the best. the only lame part was grims not being there- and to add to that lameness, when he not in my bed insomnia returns with a vengeance, so i didn't sleep for shit the whole week, and crashed+burned when i got back saturday instead of making it out for knol's b'day.
but say wha'- it was well worth it.
if you didn't vibes the link previously, my boy nicholai has been developing music for some time now, and finally decided to let us in, so his shit-hot debut album is available to download (free) @ honeythedogmusic.com and i especially recommend army of one and reasonin, although it's all good.
and since we were home for the 30th anniversary celebration+gala of lilliput theatre (which brought us together as best friends, and to the work we both love) caribbeanfreeradio (big up georgia) interviewed us about lilliput, my shakespeare gig and blog, and nico's music (with some of his tracks played during the podcast, including the 2 i just recommended) and work in london. it was fun and the picture's even funnier...
we both also got interviewed by dave after the lilliput gig, but that was for local tv and i don't have any other info, except that dave's a cool dude and amazing artist trying to bring something about art, other than celebrity bullshit, to an audience.
i was gonna talk about the beheading video i recently saw, but have decided i no longer wish to think on that...
i want to talk about the lilliput gig, but it's a little mental for me still, so more on that and aunty noble later.
also coming later (haven't had time to do any research yet) is anything i dig up about a new gravitational theory being posited by a trini that may be under consideration...and in the meanwhile, i recommend "coincidences, chaos and all that math jazz: making light of weighty ideas" by edward b. burger and michael starbird. i prepped it for today's radio segment (2nd hour) and it was much fun. and they invented a game they call "infinite dodgeball" (no actual ball, it's on paper) that's the clearest demonstration of how there can be an infinity bigger than infinity i've come across to date, and explain why the weather forecast just doesn't go as far into the future as i'd like...
also sooncome, review of the 3canal album jab jab say (from the 2005 show jab in de box).
alright. grims just called to say he on his way, so i need to go gather up my shower shit. and no, i didn't get the dishes done.
walk good.