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Thank you for placing a Series 1-2008 request for tickets to "A Concert for Compassion, an Acoustic Evening with Dave Matthews and Tim Reynolds to benefit Seeds of Compassion" hosted by His Holiness the Dalai Lama, at 4:30 pm PST on Friday, April 11, 2008 at the Key Arena in Seattle, Washington.  Please note the early show time for this special event.

The event will begin with an interpersonal dialogue between the Dalai Lama, Dave Matthews and others on the role of music in helping to build cultural, racial and religious bridges and how the emotions experienced through music unify and ultimately serve to create global compassion.

Please visit the Warehouse website http://www.warehouse.davematthewsband.com to determine if you have been confirmed or declined for tickets.  After login, click on Ticketing and the Ticket Status link.  Orders will reflect "confirmed" or "declined" on the Ticket Status page under "Dave Matthews and Tim Reynolds".  The section/row information for confirmed seats will be forthcoming and should be posted to the Ticket Status page within the next few weeks. 

Warehouse tickets for the event will ship approximately ten business days prior to the show via Fed Ex 2-day signature required service. 

If you will not be available to sign for your tickets upon delivery, please go to the ticket status page and change your shipping address.  You may do so by clicking on the "check" link under the Payment Detail column.  Members will receive an e-mail with tracking information once the tickets ship.

Tickets will be available to the general public through the venue box office and Ticketmaster at 10:00 a.m. PST on Saturday, February 16, 2008. 

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"love does not consist of gazing at each other but in looking in the same direction."

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at the christian science camp i went to every year in junior high, we'd sing this fun song during worship times:

i like banana
i know that mangoes is sweet
i like papayas
papayas? but nothing can beat
that sweeeeet love of god.

well i been walking round in circles five miles an hour.
trying to find my way back to my heavenly father
the world tasted sweet but soon it turned sour
and then i asked him in and i received his power

1..2..3...

then you repeat the whole friggin song.

so i'm sitting at my desk eating my lunch today while running render scripts for my newest client.  today i chose fruit salad as my side dish.  i was thrilled to see huge chunks of juicy glorious papaya.  anytime i eat papaya i sing this song in my head over and over and over and briefly think fondly of my adventures at church camp.  (it's about the only thing i can think of fondly any time i think of my christian upbringing.)

but now when i eat papaya all i think of is kauai and the love shack and you.  and even though things were shitty sometimes, i always think of you fondly, even when i'm angry.

love,

scooter 

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what i really wrote:

sorry to bother you with this, but i was wondering if it might be possible to avoid loud conversations on your patio after 9pm.  i have to be up quite early for work, so i am typically asleep by 9 or 9:30pm.  thanks, i'd really appreciate it.

sarah, #7

what i really wanted to write:

dear stupid bitch:

why do latina women talk SO LOUD? 

please stop screaming spanish on your patio while you chain smoke in your gym clothes from 7pm until well after midnight.  if you don't, both my dog and i will wear tap shoes all day every day and i will make sure to practice my tap dance routines every morning when i wake up at 4:30am.  i will get a pet squirrel that i will put in a cage out on MY patio so that my dog barks incessantly all day long while i am at work and you are at home being a latina princess. 

futhermore, i will loosen the screws even more than they already are on my cheap ass ikea bed so that i might make it quite clear when i am getting some action and that will be your queue to really shut the fuck up. i moved from a ghetto ass apartment and made sure this time, I WAS ON THE TOP FLOOR so that i would no longer have to deal with super loud inconsiderate latina princesses.  i now pay enough rent that i have no problem making your life a living hell should you decide to continue to call brazil from your patio THAT IS RIGHT UNDER MY BEDROOM WINDOW in the middle of the night to tell some cousin how many guys asked you out at the gym today.

gracias.

sarita 

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don't mind this entry.  i'm just doing a little beta testing of adobe's new photoshop express.  hosted photoshop you say?  it's pretty cool.

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i've recently found these liquid herbal extracts that you add to water and take throughout the day for various ailments.  i used a 'stop smoking' extract when i quit in october and was quite successful.  i'm using it again now after my brief relapse and also found a few others that i thought would be helpful.

one is the good mood tonic.  it says that it "promotes positive mood and healthy emotional balance".  cool.  i could always use help in this department.  especially while i am back on the diet and intense workout schedule (see below).

the other is a female libido tonic.  whoever said that your sex drive goes up in your 30's is lying.  i thought this tonic might be fun to try out and maybe help with my part in the bedroom.  finding myself suddenly single, it really sucks to discover that this tonic works.  maybe it's the placebo effect, maybe it's the herbs, but all i can think about it sex sex sex.  and i do not want the vibrator if you know what i mean.

i recently got back on track with my diet and exercise as i'm planning to go clinically insane in june and ride my road bike (ruby blue) to los angeles from san francisco.  i think that this female libido tonic might become part of my life even though i'm no longer "active" in that department because all i want to do is work out so i don't think about sex!

female libido tonic contains:  muira puama stem, shatavari root, chinese ginseng root (no wonder i get all jittery), ginger rhizome and cinnamon bark.  sanger's holistic vet told me that ginger and cinnamon generate heat in the body.  i find this interesting.

perhaps i've found the miracle tonic to make every fat girl's dream come true!  well, fat and single anyway.  i can say this because i am both fat (ok chubby) and single.

it's amazing how satisfied i am with this arrangement.  no sex = work out more = better body; which would normally be why i wanted to work out more, you know, because someone is seeing me naked on a regular basis.  but no.  this time, it's for me!  allllll for me.  not the size 4 jeans, not the boy who wont commit to me and must think i'm fat so i must loose more weight for him to want to be with me. 

ME AND ONLY ME.

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put me back in the cold
i'm going to antarctica
it feels like these days
our old meeting place
in an la cafe
off on the serengeti
the hunt has now begun

cause i am tired of you taking from me
and i have let you eat from the fruits of my tree
i am not the one to turn into a laurel wreath
for the last time you have crossed my
crossed my line

you could never see, never see
apollo's frock
was always as beautiful
always as beautiful as the saddest rainstorm
apollo, your frock
was always as beautiful
always as beautiful as your sister's
that your light shined on

how can you think you've won
when there can be no winners
the soul has been lost
of the bow and quiver
do you remember
well, i remember
amid the clashing of swords
i'm losing you in my rear view

and I have called the shekhina in
and the nine fold and a few other friends
you and your predators were warned
if the cubs were drawn in for the last time
you would officially cross my line

you could never see, never see
apollo's frock
was always as beautiful
always as beautiful as the saddest rainstorm
apollo, your frock
was always as beautiful
always as beautiful as your sister

apollo, your frock
was always as beautiful
always as beautiful as the saddest rainstorm
apollo, your frock
was always as beautiful
always as beautiful as your sister's
that your light shined on

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on my desk sits my very first passport. i've spent the last hour examining it's clean pages, turning it over and over in my hand, feeling all sort of things. mostly itchy fingers that i am holding back from googling the first flight available to thailand or greece or spain. which is funny, because if you know me at all, you know that i require lists of lists of plans in order to facilitate that sort of trip.

but i can't help feeling like this is my ticket to happiness. something inside of me suddenly feels that the world has so much to offer me after all. it's my turn.

yesterday at yoga, we were doing cobra pose and it's a hard one, requiring little sips of air that make your whole rib cage feel like it's going to burst out your throat while you entire lower spine is contracting. while it is an uncomfortable pose, it makes me feel strong and in control. our teacher said, "you are doing this pose for your lungs! your beautiful lungs that give you the very breath of life." and in my head i was screaming out, "yes! my lungs! i love my lungs! how could i ever have been so cruel to the very thing that affords me to live?!"

that seems to be the question of the day, week, month...year.

i love the appreciation that yoga gives me for my body. it is totally fascinating to me that the one thing on this earth that is ours and always in our possession, no matter what, is something that so many of us abuse, over and over again.

your body is a temple.

i ran all of the hills on mt. tam yesterday, i didn't stop to hike up once. it felt so good. and i explored a new part of the trail. the views were amazing. it was so warm and clear and clean up there. i can't wait until this fog burns off so i can head up there again this afternoon with the dog.

off to the farmer's market for some veggies and fruit and maybe a little breaky. enjoy your sunday.

xo.

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you know that song by eddie money, two tickets to paradise?  holy shit do i have those tickets and they are V.I.P.

the house in haena is absolutely indescribable.  you would have to have a ticket to paradise to believe it.  it is magical.  it is breathtaking.  it is totally aloha.

robin is taking photos of how cute our laptops look on the counter together with all the mini liquor bottles and tiny bottle of tabasco we've collected over the last several days.  can't wait to post those.

the beach is exactly 15 paces outside our front door.  there is a huge tree right out front that i believe will become a good friend over the next week.

i have two pineapples, three papayas, two mangos and two avocados (the avos are roughly the size of two fists).  we got here right at dusk, so i am looking forward to seeing it in the morning.  the town of hanelei is the cutest thing i have seen.  it's like capitola meets bolinas meets paradise.  seriously.

check out the justin.tv channel...planning to leave the webcam on often, especially when we are gone during the day.  it will be pointed out at the beach of course.  so cruise on by.  we have red dirt margaritas on the rocks and more rum than a pirates of the carribean movie. 

i can't wait for morning! 

aloha!

xoxo. 

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hi, trey!

yay for the belt loop!  :) 

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