doin it for the love in napa, december 7, 2013
by Sharon Brooke
holy CARP yes CARP its so cold. you know carp like the fish.
j n da band all moseyed on down (up? i dont know) to napa for the day saturday to play a fundraiser for mikey and saras foundation at this winery, whitehall. 1) amazing wine and AMAZING AUTHENTIC PIZZA MADE BY A REAL ITALIAN out of a wood oven oh my godddddddddddd best pizza of my life and you know i KNOW my muthafuckin pizza. bury me in pizza. or cremate me in a wood pizza oven with some cheese and pepperoni. guuuuurl. 2) ive re-lost my drinking mojo, fuck! i even was drinking lots n lots o wata but nausea still kicked in. im definitely not pregnant so it cant be that. fail. maybe i have some unique liver cancer. ill go get checked out now.
so it was COLD COLDDDDD so cold and i was so pissed i forgot to put my fleece leggings on under. waaaah! not that we were outside the whole time but still, shiet. drove to napa with cat, bulby, and cats dog harry who ended up eating my lip gloss. lip gloss is no longer poppin π¦ love the owners of the winery, tom and jackie who btw is gorge. rich people who are actually nice are dope. like my beanie. yes i am wearing it right now.
well, thats about it, we got there, we drank, we ate, they played, oh my god the version of “im alive” they played was soooooo good. i was nearly moved to tears. can you imagine, how embarrassing would that have been. i may be a hippie on the inside but i am not going to start showing my emotions to randoms via tears, j would never let me live it down.
oh!!! i forgot the beginning. most important part!!!! flight to sf was delayed (of course) so i flew into oakland thinking j would be home but he was at mikeys which is pretty much by sfo, whoops! so GUESS WHAT. i will tell you what: i took the BART BY MYSELF from oakland airport to as close to mikeys as i could get. i know!!!! im in grad school AND i took public transportation by myself for the first time?? (cabs dont count, if they did i would be a connoisseur) it was very exciting. i just kept telling myself to act cool and tough in case someone tried to mess with me which i was like oh god pleeeeease dont let anybody talk to me.
then i get to mikeys and had to take a peepee so i did then the toilet flooded (it was like a slow motion black and white where the toilet water is rising and making crazy noises and my eyes grow wider and the camera zooms in on my widening eyes as the background moves farther behind) and i screamed HELP!!! so mikey and j spent the next 20 minutes cleaning my peepee off the bathroom floor. in my defense there was already tp in there and i was already on my way to sit when i noticed it so i figured it would just go down the drain as we naturally expect. wrong. thank gods i didnt diarrhea. and that my pee was pretty dang clear. also in my defense they sopped up most of the at least 1-inch pee flood mess and i cleaned the rest aka mopped it clean. im just not good with that kind of stuff. i figure itll come to me when i pop out a kid or two. if not, well, thats what my parents and hired help are for. and j. cause j is good at that kind of stuff.
ugh okay one more thing while were on the subject. speaking of kids. we were watching “the road” last night with viggo mortensen. i had this realization that i just might make a terrible mother, but if j is my partner in childrearing then the kid wont be so bad cause he is really good at stuff. the kid just kept annoying the fuck out of me and i kept saying “ughhh shut the fuck up kid” and j would be like “well, think about what hes been through, poor guy” then id be quiet and think “ah shit im such an ass hole.” in conclusion, this is why aint nobody havin kids anytime soon. oh god am i going to be a terrible mother. π¦
- j and harry chillin
- hi harry
- starstruck. syke.
- what were ya raised in a barn. aka playing in a winery barrel thingy. i dont know what theyre called.

















