Thursday, July 28, 2005
love lessons with lindsay (Vol. 1)
1. if you happen to go dancing and 3 of your "ex's" are there, you might as well just dance with all of them. simultaneously.
Wednesday, July 27, 2005
and forget not His benefits.
All the glory that the Lord has made and the complications when I see His face in the morning in the window.
All the glory when He took our place. But He took my shoulders and he shook my face.
and He takes and He takes and He takes.
All the glory when He took our place. But He took my shoulders and he shook my face.
and He takes and He takes and He takes.
Tuesday, July 26, 2005
Monday, July 25, 2005
Invisible Children
http://www.invisiblechildren.com
I just watched this documentary. It was made by three guys our age who knew nothing about Africa and went with no organization or corporate sponsorship. Now they are raising millions of dollars to provide shelter for the 'invisible children' of uganda - children that escaped from their abduction into the rebel army and now fear for their lives.
if you would like, i will lend my copy to you.
and, rumor has it that a large group of people are going to Uganda to work with the invisible children on December 16. That is the same day as the Sidecho/Playback company cruise. I could get wasted for three days or go to Africa.
I really hope I can go to Africa.
Sunday, July 24, 2005
mother hen syndrome.
well kids. its been a few since I've been at the wheel of the ole blog.
the new job is great. I've been there four days and already the people there feel like family. I have a lot of responsibility and a lot to learn (I won't be emailing/blogging during work hours till I get the whole system under control), but that's the way I like to do things > stress is my life blood.
My official title is "Products Manager" for Playback Entertainment. Essentially, I am the Mother Hen for Playback Ent and Sidecho Records. Playback Ent is a distro/consutlting company that does distribution for 7 record labels. My job is to make sure that all the records for those labels are on display and being carried in stores across the country. I also deal with distro to Japan...all that good stuff. I have 5 people that report directly to me and will ask Mama Strannigan every day what they are to do that day.
So, I gotta figure out what the heck I'm doing by Monday because I gotta tell these kids what to do. Its a little bit stressful. Like I said, I thrive on this sort of thing.
Jenny's (the girl I am replacing) last day was Friday. I am officially on my own. We will see how that goes. Bring it on. I will sneak the blogs in as often as I can.
the new job is great. I've been there four days and already the people there feel like family. I have a lot of responsibility and a lot to learn (I won't be emailing/blogging during work hours till I get the whole system under control), but that's the way I like to do things > stress is my life blood.
My official title is "Products Manager" for Playback Entertainment. Essentially, I am the Mother Hen for Playback Ent and Sidecho Records. Playback Ent is a distro/consutlting company that does distribution for 7 record labels. My job is to make sure that all the records for those labels are on display and being carried in stores across the country. I also deal with distro to Japan...all that good stuff. I have 5 people that report directly to me and will ask Mama Strannigan every day what they are to do that day.
So, I gotta figure out what the heck I'm doing by Monday because I gotta tell these kids what to do. Its a little bit stressful. Like I said, I thrive on this sort of thing.
Jenny's (the girl I am replacing) last day was Friday. I am officially on my own. We will see how that goes. Bring it on. I will sneak the blogs in as often as I can.
Thursday, July 21, 2005
Wednesday, July 20, 2005
whistle while you work.
yes'm. that's what I am doing.
whistling and working. at the same time.
so I like my job. a lot.
I was out till 1:00 am last night, meeting record execs and getting on guest lists for posh hollywood venues. I was a schmooze. and I do love to schmooze. with the manager of green day. BOOYAH.
so I hardly have time to think here, let alone sneak in a blog -- but I am sure it will calm down after I get trained and figure out what in the world I am doing and start barking orders at the interns like crazy. this is what I was made for.
whistling and working. at the same time.
so I like my job. a lot.
I was out till 1:00 am last night, meeting record execs and getting on guest lists for posh hollywood venues. I was a schmooze. and I do love to schmooze. with the manager of green day. BOOYAH.
so I hardly have time to think here, let alone sneak in a blog -- but I am sure it will calm down after I get trained and figure out what in the world I am doing and start barking orders at the interns like crazy. this is what I was made for.
Tuesday, July 19, 2005
ask me your questions, I'll tell you no lies.
This could be considered a meme of sorts, but you need to invite yourself to the party. Here are the instructions:
1. If you want to participate, leave a comment below saying "Interview me." "Blow me" or "Eat me" are not acceptable substitutes.
2. I will respond by asking you five questions - each person's will be different. I'll post the questions in the comments section of this post.
3. You will update your blog with the answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview others in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.Got it? You have to ASK to be interviewed, and I promise I will try and be clever.
So here is my interview from the lovely Myste:
1. if you could use your hosty skills to host any game show (real or imagined) what would it be?
Supermarket Sweep. No reason except that it was the best game show on television ever. and I want to be a part of that.
2. if you had to choose to either only listen to one band/musician or watch only one movie for the rest of your life what would you do? (and what band or movie would you choose for repeat?)
I would watch Rushmore every day for the rest of my life because it's comic genius. and it has great music, so I would sort of kill two birds with one stone (hence my name. oh yeah.)
and, I would listen to Johnny Cash every day for the rest of my life. His music library is exhaustive, I could hardly even listen to it all, and he sings about Jesus a lot and I like that.
3. please describe your feelings about eating breakfast foods during non breakfast times of the day.
I used to be adamantly opposed to most breakfast foods (except waffles. I've always liked waffles) - but I am starting to fall in love with them. Pancakes can be eaten any time of day, as well as omlettes. I must say, I can't really do a fried egg in the afternoon. Granola is strictly morning (maybe at lunch with yogurt) but cereal is just about the perfect midnight snack.
4. what will you name your child who is concieved to the tune of "children of the revolution"?
I've always leaned towards the name Lucy for a girl. maybe Darcy. and the middle name will be Alyne -- since it's my mom's middle name her her mom made it up.
For a boy -- no clue. Elliot maybe? I really don't think about these things.
5. which actors would play you and 2 friends of your choosing in a movie titled "the life and times of lindsay strannigan"?
I will be played by Mary Kate and Ashley Olsen. (preferrably Ashley) they have a knack for real and intuitive acting, the have great hair, and I like the way they constantly purse their lips. Plus, it will bring loads of media attention.
Linda will be played by Uma Thurman (not only because she looks like her, but I think Uma kicks ass. as does Linda)
My love interest (there has to be a lover interest) will be played by the kid who plays Seth Cohen on the OC because he's so hot right now and he'd look good kissing Ashley Olsen and he is wiry and funny and I like people who are wiry and funny.
so kids, who wants me to interview them? YOU READY FOR THIS?
1. If you want to participate, leave a comment below saying "Interview me." "Blow me" or "Eat me" are not acceptable substitutes.
2. I will respond by asking you five questions - each person's will be different. I'll post the questions in the comments section of this post.
3. You will update your blog with the answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview others in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.Got it? You have to ASK to be interviewed, and I promise I will try and be clever.
So here is my interview from the lovely Myste:
1. if you could use your hosty skills to host any game show (real or imagined) what would it be?
Supermarket Sweep. No reason except that it was the best game show on television ever. and I want to be a part of that.
2. if you had to choose to either only listen to one band/musician or watch only one movie for the rest of your life what would you do? (and what band or movie would you choose for repeat?)
I would watch Rushmore every day for the rest of my life because it's comic genius. and it has great music, so I would sort of kill two birds with one stone (hence my name. oh yeah.)
and, I would listen to Johnny Cash every day for the rest of my life. His music library is exhaustive, I could hardly even listen to it all, and he sings about Jesus a lot and I like that.
3. please describe your feelings about eating breakfast foods during non breakfast times of the day.
I used to be adamantly opposed to most breakfast foods (except waffles. I've always liked waffles) - but I am starting to fall in love with them. Pancakes can be eaten any time of day, as well as omlettes. I must say, I can't really do a fried egg in the afternoon. Granola is strictly morning (maybe at lunch with yogurt) but cereal is just about the perfect midnight snack.
4. what will you name your child who is concieved to the tune of "children of the revolution"?
I've always leaned towards the name Lucy for a girl. maybe Darcy. and the middle name will be Alyne -- since it's my mom's middle name her her mom made it up.
For a boy -- no clue. Elliot maybe? I really don't think about these things.
5. which actors would play you and 2 friends of your choosing in a movie titled "the life and times of lindsay strannigan"?
I will be played by Mary Kate and Ashley Olsen. (preferrably Ashley) they have a knack for real and intuitive acting, the have great hair, and I like the way they constantly purse their lips. Plus, it will bring loads of media attention.
Linda will be played by Uma Thurman (not only because she looks like her, but I think Uma kicks ass. as does Linda)
My love interest (there has to be a lover interest) will be played by the kid who plays Seth Cohen on the OC because he's so hot right now and he'd look good kissing Ashley Olsen and he is wiry and funny and I like people who are wiry and funny.
so kids, who wants me to interview them? YOU READY FOR THIS?
Monday, July 18, 2005
welcome to tired
today is my last day in the free world.
tomorrow I join the ranks of Americans with 9-5 work schedules.
considering the whirlwhind weekend I had, I thought it best to take it easy today. and by take it easy, I mean: drive from San Fran at 5:30 this morning, drop Linda off at work, come home, throw some lunch together, take the newlyweds to the airport and El Pollo Loco, go grocery shopping, wrap Josie's birthday present, upload wedding pics to my computer, and watch an episode of Freaks and Geeks. I almost drove to Santa Monica to meet Erik for an hour but thought better of it and took a nap on the couch and drooled a little bit. and now we are all going out for Josie's birthday dinner at the Red Lion. But Josie has seemed to dissappear into thin air, so we will see how that all works out.
Needless to say, I am tired through and through.
My nap did me no good. In fact, I now feel groggy and dysfunctional.
BUT...I did get to go grocery shopping in a 2005 Subaru Forrester with a gigantic "JUST MARRIED" sign on the back of it, so that was entertaining. If anyone wants to go cruisin for dudes in the Just Married mobile...just let me know. I hear that's hot these days.
tomorrow I join the ranks of Americans with 9-5 work schedules.
considering the whirlwhind weekend I had, I thought it best to take it easy today. and by take it easy, I mean: drive from San Fran at 5:30 this morning, drop Linda off at work, come home, throw some lunch together, take the newlyweds to the airport and El Pollo Loco, go grocery shopping, wrap Josie's birthday present, upload wedding pics to my computer, and watch an episode of Freaks and Geeks. I almost drove to Santa Monica to meet Erik for an hour but thought better of it and took a nap on the couch and drooled a little bit. and now we are all going out for Josie's birthday dinner at the Red Lion. But Josie has seemed to dissappear into thin air, so we will see how that all works out.
Needless to say, I am tired through and through.
My nap did me no good. In fact, I now feel groggy and dysfunctional.
BUT...I did get to go grocery shopping in a 2005 Subaru Forrester with a gigantic "JUST MARRIED" sign on the back of it, so that was entertaining. If anyone wants to go cruisin for dudes in the Just Married mobile...just let me know. I hear that's hot these days.
stealin from myste...
How tall are you?
5' 8" (maybe 7 and 3/4, but I claim 8)
Do you own a gun?
no. but when I lived in alaska, for my 11th birthday I got a mini rifle that I never used.
Rehab?
nope
Have you ever killed an animal?
if fishing counts, then yes, many. (108 lb halibut, oh yeah)
Are you Irish?
My last name is Strannigan. my mother's maiden name is O'Hurlahey. do you think I'm Irish?
What do you think of hot dogs?
Used to hate them, I think it was Costco that changed my mind.
What's your favorite Christmas song?
O Come O Come Emmanuel
What is your favorite smell? fabric softener. or cinnabon.
What do you prefer to drink in the morning? 1.5 cups of French Press
Do you do pushups?
not since my Tae Kwon Do days (a long long time ago)
Have you ever done ecstasy?
nope
Have you been shot?
shot through the heart? (I am sooo clever...)
Have you ever been hospitalized?
broke my arm in gymnastics ('92?) and had to have metal plates put in my arm. they're still there and I have great scars.
Do you like painkillers?
i try not to take them, but I have a 'deranged' neck and so I take advil here and there. I do not believe in Tylenol.
whats your secret weapon to lure in the opposite sex?
I am not an affectionate person and somehow this is seen by the opposite sex as some sort of a challenge to seduce me.
Do you own a knife?
um, a bread knife. some butter knives as well. off-brand, 99 cents store type of stuff.
Do you have A.D.D.?
the test I took online couldn't give me a 'conclusive' yes, but highly recommended I see my doctor. so probably.
Do you love the pain a tattoo brings?
nope. don't like it at all.
Name Five Drinks You Regularly Drink:
coffee (espresso over ice), grapefruit juice, sparkling water, gin and tonic, newcastle.
What's In Your CD Player?
Neil Young - Silver and Gold
What's Under Your Bed?
I have two matresses stacked on each other on a hardwood floor.
What Time Did You Wake Up Today?
5:30 am
Current Haircut?
something easy and long-ish.
What are you wearing?
ummm, my skivvies. it's bloody hot and I didn't know I'd be asked this question!
Current Worry?
that the commute to my new job will be horrendous.
Current Love?
San Francisco and Sufjan Stevens
Current Hate?
That I can't open my Left passenger door because some stupid strip is ripping off. it's the bane of my existence.
Favorite Place To Be?
not in this hot box of an apartment.
Least Favorite Place?
any freeway this time of day; my hot box of an apartment.
If You Could Play An Instrument?
banjo
Favorite Colors
green (of the olive persuasion)
One person From Your Past You Wish You Could be with?
I really don't know.
Where Would You Like To Go?
switzerland/scottland
Where Do you want to live?
1. San Francisco 2. Boston 3. London 4. Zagreb (Croatia) 5. Chicago 6. Ireland
Favorite food?
thai, indian
Color of most clothes you own?
black
Number of pillows you sleep with?
one and only one.
What were you doing 12AM last night?
eating pizza in the Ramada Inn on Market and 8th, San Fran.
What do you think you'll be doing in 10 years?
not living here. possibly with a hubby. hopefully I will have learned Italian, perfected the guitar, and have the job of my dreams.
Are you paranoid?
yeah. just about weird things...like stepping on something dead in the ocean.
Do you burn or tan?
mostly tan. but I got a wretched burn a few weeks ago.
First piercing/tattoo?
my ears when I was 8 becasue my grandma cut my hair like a boy and I cried a lot.
Last person you yelled at?
I would have to say Linda.
Latest crush?
a boy named Chris who seems quite lovely.
Last thing you ate?
BRC Burrito from El Pollo Loco
If you could be a pirate, would you?
hell yes. I already am.
What songs do you sing in the shower?
whatever I have stuck in my head ('What the world needs now, is love, sweet love...')
What's in your pockets right now?
no pockets currently.
what color are your bedroom walls?
blah blah blah white blah blah
Last thing that made you laugh?
Steve and Abbie
Best bed sheets you had as a child?
Strawberry Shortcake.
Pets?
I want a bunny more than life itself.
Have u ever won any awards:
A gold Medal in sparring in Tae Kwon Do (JR High), and just stuff like "Who's Who Among Students", valedictorian, prom princess (are these awards?)...all that jazz.
How many TV's do you have in your house:
one. we don't actually get any channels.
Who do you tell your dreams to?
linda, becca, danielle.
If u could pick one person to make out with who would it be?
sufjan stevens. maybe chris the crush.
What do you think of the person who posted this before you?
I adore her.
5' 8" (maybe 7 and 3/4, but I claim 8)
Do you own a gun?
no. but when I lived in alaska, for my 11th birthday I got a mini rifle that I never used.
Rehab?
nope
Have you ever killed an animal?
if fishing counts, then yes, many. (108 lb halibut, oh yeah)
Are you Irish?
My last name is Strannigan. my mother's maiden name is O'Hurlahey. do you think I'm Irish?
What do you think of hot dogs?
Used to hate them, I think it was Costco that changed my mind.
What's your favorite Christmas song?
O Come O Come Emmanuel
What is your favorite smell? fabric softener. or cinnabon.
What do you prefer to drink in the morning? 1.5 cups of French Press
Do you do pushups?
not since my Tae Kwon Do days (a long long time ago)
Have you ever done ecstasy?
nope
Have you been shot?
shot through the heart? (I am sooo clever...)
Have you ever been hospitalized?
broke my arm in gymnastics ('92?) and had to have metal plates put in my arm. they're still there and I have great scars.
Do you like painkillers?
i try not to take them, but I have a 'deranged' neck and so I take advil here and there. I do not believe in Tylenol.
whats your secret weapon to lure in the opposite sex?
I am not an affectionate person and somehow this is seen by the opposite sex as some sort of a challenge to seduce me.
Do you own a knife?
um, a bread knife. some butter knives as well. off-brand, 99 cents store type of stuff.
Do you have A.D.D.?
the test I took online couldn't give me a 'conclusive' yes, but highly recommended I see my doctor. so probably.
Do you love the pain a tattoo brings?
nope. don't like it at all.
Name Five Drinks You Regularly Drink:
coffee (espresso over ice), grapefruit juice, sparkling water, gin and tonic, newcastle.
What's In Your CD Player?
Neil Young - Silver and Gold
What's Under Your Bed?
I have two matresses stacked on each other on a hardwood floor.
What Time Did You Wake Up Today?
5:30 am
Current Haircut?
something easy and long-ish.
What are you wearing?
ummm, my skivvies. it's bloody hot and I didn't know I'd be asked this question!
Current Worry?
that the commute to my new job will be horrendous.
Current Love?
San Francisco and Sufjan Stevens
Current Hate?
That I can't open my Left passenger door because some stupid strip is ripping off. it's the bane of my existence.
Favorite Place To Be?
not in this hot box of an apartment.
Least Favorite Place?
any freeway this time of day; my hot box of an apartment.
If You Could Play An Instrument?
banjo
Favorite Colors
green (of the olive persuasion)
One person From Your Past You Wish You Could be with?
I really don't know.
Where Would You Like To Go?
switzerland/scottland
Where Do you want to live?
1. San Francisco 2. Boston 3. London 4. Zagreb (Croatia) 5. Chicago 6. Ireland
Favorite food?
thai, indian
Color of most clothes you own?
black
Number of pillows you sleep with?
one and only one.
What were you doing 12AM last night?
eating pizza in the Ramada Inn on Market and 8th, San Fran.
What do you think you'll be doing in 10 years?
not living here. possibly with a hubby. hopefully I will have learned Italian, perfected the guitar, and have the job of my dreams.
Are you paranoid?
yeah. just about weird things...like stepping on something dead in the ocean.
Do you burn or tan?
mostly tan. but I got a wretched burn a few weeks ago.
First piercing/tattoo?
my ears when I was 8 becasue my grandma cut my hair like a boy and I cried a lot.
Last person you yelled at?
I would have to say Linda.
Latest crush?
a boy named Chris who seems quite lovely.
Last thing you ate?
BRC Burrito from El Pollo Loco
If you could be a pirate, would you?
hell yes. I already am.
What songs do you sing in the shower?
whatever I have stuck in my head ('What the world needs now, is love, sweet love...')
What's in your pockets right now?
no pockets currently.
what color are your bedroom walls?
blah blah blah white blah blah
Last thing that made you laugh?
Steve and Abbie
Best bed sheets you had as a child?
Strawberry Shortcake.
Pets?
I want a bunny more than life itself.
Have u ever won any awards:
A gold Medal in sparring in Tae Kwon Do (JR High), and just stuff like "Who's Who Among Students", valedictorian, prom princess (are these awards?)...all that jazz.
How many TV's do you have in your house:
one. we don't actually get any channels.
Who do you tell your dreams to?
linda, becca, danielle.
If u could pick one person to make out with who would it be?
sufjan stevens. maybe chris the crush.
What do you think of the person who posted this before you?
I adore her.
Friday, July 15, 2005
ramblin' lindsay anne...
whirlwhind weekend, here we come.
"wedding bells" playlist: 2 hours exactly (this was not intentional)
rehearsal dinners for wedding's that I'm not actually in.
weddings with no alcohol (but they want you to dance)
a meeting of the big bears and the san luis-ers with a few biolans and auburn peeps.
the concert of a lifetime (well, we will see about that)
the wooing of sufjan. he will love me. and marry me.
maybe a pedicure for the bride, maybe some sushi from Trader Joes.
old friends from high school.
my aunt diana, who will cook a lovely breakfast.
and I think I'll be using the seat warmers in my car to combat my new back problems.*
*back problems caused by a strange motion I made while trying to squiggle out of my car and past the railings of my demon parking spot. somehow, during the course of this squiggling, I destroyed my back. it does not feel good at all.
this is me, signing off for a couple days. I'll be back on Monday.
"wedding bells" playlist: 2 hours exactly (this was not intentional)
rehearsal dinners for wedding's that I'm not actually in.
weddings with no alcohol (but they want you to dance)
a meeting of the big bears and the san luis-ers with a few biolans and auburn peeps.
the concert of a lifetime (well, we will see about that)
the wooing of sufjan. he will love me. and marry me.
maybe a pedicure for the bride, maybe some sushi from Trader Joes.
old friends from high school.
my aunt diana, who will cook a lovely breakfast.
and I think I'll be using the seat warmers in my car to combat my new back problems.*
*back problems caused by a strange motion I made while trying to squiggle out of my car and past the railings of my demon parking spot. somehow, during the course of this squiggling, I destroyed my back. it does not feel good at all.
this is me, signing off for a couple days. I'll be back on Monday.
Thursday, July 14, 2005
Sisters, OR, is going nuts.
My sis called and told me this interesting bit of news today. oh the small town life. Here it is from the Oregonian:
Authorities say man acted alone in arson at McDonald's in Sisters
The arrest of a student described as a gentle soul and a talented musician stuns the town of 1,500
SISTERS -- A Bend man arrested Wednesday on suspicion of arson allegedly spread gasoline on the outside of the town's new McDonald's and then threw gas cans on the restaurant's roof before setting it on fire, investigators said.
Authorities focused on Nicholas Andrew Patterson, 23, as a suspect based partly on unspecified evidence at the scene, said Deschutes County sheriff's Capt. Tim Edwards. Patterson was arrested about 1 a.m. after leaving a house that investigators had staked out, he said.
Patterson acted alone, Edwards said, but he declined to offer any details about a possible motive. "All I can tell you is he is a local kid, not part of any organized group," Edwards said.
The early Sunday fire gutted the inside of the unfinished restaurant along U.S. 20, causing hundreds of thousands of dollars in damage. It also shocked residents of the Western-theme tourist town, population 1,500, who for months have been debating the McDonald's and chain restaurants in general.
Patterson, a 2000 graduate of Sisters High School, was arraigned in Deschutes County Circuit Court via video from the county jail, where he was being held on $100,000 bail. Eyes downcast, he sat quietly during the proceeding.
He faces two counts of arson, a felony that carries a maximum of 20 years in prison. His next court hearing is scheduled for July 20.
Steve Rodgers, developer of the building that houses the McDonald's, said he didn't know Patterson. "We know their family, but I didn't know Nick," he said. "There's no reason for him to have a vendetta against me."
Those who know Patterson said he's a gentle soul and a talented musician. He was unemployed and a student at Central Oregon Community College, according to statements read in court.
His last job was as a lifeguard at Broken Top, a private residential community in Bend. His mother, who lives in Washington state, sends him money to cover his living expenses, according to court statements.
After the city approved the McDonald's this year, some residents pushed for a ban on new "formula food" restaurants, but the City Council rejected the proposal last month. Now a group of residents is trying to get a similar ban on the November ballot.
Local supporters of the fast food ban said Patterson wasn't active in their campaigns, and all sides condemned the property damage.
"Everybody knows Nick," said Winfield Durham, owner of Sisters Coffee Co. and a friend of Patterson's. "It's a small town."
"Many people, including myself, were very angry when this (fire) happened, so to have Nick implicated in it is just devastating," he said. "It's a tragedy."
Patterson suffered from depression and took medication to control it, Durham said.
The fire and arrest were the latest blows to Sisters, which this month mourned two prominent residents, Bill and Jan Reed, died in a plane crash in the San Juan Islands.
"With all the other tragedies that have happened around here, we're pretty upset," Durham said.
- Matthew Preusch: 541-382-2006; preusch@bendbroadband.com
Authorities say man acted alone in arson at McDonald's in Sisters
The arrest of a student described as a gentle soul and a talented musician stuns the town of 1,500
SISTERS -- A Bend man arrested Wednesday on suspicion of arson allegedly spread gasoline on the outside of the town's new McDonald's and then threw gas cans on the restaurant's roof before setting it on fire, investigators said.
Authorities focused on Nicholas Andrew Patterson, 23, as a suspect based partly on unspecified evidence at the scene, said Deschutes County sheriff's Capt. Tim Edwards. Patterson was arrested about 1 a.m. after leaving a house that investigators had staked out, he said.
Patterson acted alone, Edwards said, but he declined to offer any details about a possible motive. "All I can tell you is he is a local kid, not part of any organized group," Edwards said.
The early Sunday fire gutted the inside of the unfinished restaurant along U.S. 20, causing hundreds of thousands of dollars in damage. It also shocked residents of the Western-theme tourist town, population 1,500, who for months have been debating the McDonald's and chain restaurants in general.
Patterson, a 2000 graduate of Sisters High School, was arraigned in Deschutes County Circuit Court via video from the county jail, where he was being held on $100,000 bail. Eyes downcast, he sat quietly during the proceeding.
He faces two counts of arson, a felony that carries a maximum of 20 years in prison. His next court hearing is scheduled for July 20.
Steve Rodgers, developer of the building that houses the McDonald's, said he didn't know Patterson. "We know their family, but I didn't know Nick," he said. "There's no reason for him to have a vendetta against me."
Those who know Patterson said he's a gentle soul and a talented musician. He was unemployed and a student at Central Oregon Community College, according to statements read in court.
His last job was as a lifeguard at Broken Top, a private residential community in Bend. His mother, who lives in Washington state, sends him money to cover his living expenses, according to court statements.
After the city approved the McDonald's this year, some residents pushed for a ban on new "formula food" restaurants, but the City Council rejected the proposal last month. Now a group of residents is trying to get a similar ban on the November ballot.
Local supporters of the fast food ban said Patterson wasn't active in their campaigns, and all sides condemned the property damage.
"Everybody knows Nick," said Winfield Durham, owner of Sisters Coffee Co. and a friend of Patterson's. "It's a small town."
"Many people, including myself, were very angry when this (fire) happened, so to have Nick implicated in it is just devastating," he said. "It's a tragedy."
Patterson suffered from depression and took medication to control it, Durham said.
The fire and arrest were the latest blows to Sisters, which this month mourned two prominent residents, Bill and Jan Reed, died in a plane crash in the San Juan Islands.
"With all the other tragedies that have happened around here, we're pretty upset," Durham said.
- Matthew Preusch: 541-382-2006; preusch@bendbroadband.com
Wednesday, July 13, 2005
its a small, musically retarded world.
I got a call from Harmony Artists today.
I have a job interview tomorrow at 4:00.
I haven't started the other job yet, so it doesn't hurt to look into something that is located exactly 1 mile from my apartment.
So I looked them up.
The represent the likes of Charo (yes, Charo), a few hypnotists, and ever cover band imaginable. If ever there was a decent band, there is an indecent band to cover it, and Harmony Artists to represent it: Sticky fingers, The Fab Four, The Pink Floyd Experience, Hotel California, Led Zepagain, and....Papa Doo Run Run. The 'legendary' Beach Boys Cover band that my Uncle plays in occasionally. I stumbled across his picture on the web page.
I'd have the uncle give them a call and muscle them into giving me a job, but i don't think I want it. oh well. the website is a kick in the pants.
www.harmonyartists.com
deflector shields: ON
Erica's birthday party. July 12. Beauty Bar. Hollywood.
We had an intimate crowd; just a few friends having a few drinks to celebrate a few years.
Two foreign guys at the bar: COUGARS. On the prowl, for sure. Linda and her blonde locks catch their eye - and Sam the German hones in on the kill. I watch, amused, as my best friend reacts and plays into the game nicely (bravo). She has a Vodka and Red Bull in her hand wihtin minutes.
I, on the other hand, get Sam's sloppy seconds. As soon as Linda finds out that Sam's [rather attractive] friend, Sasha, is Croatian - he gets pointed in my direction. After all, I have been to Croatia. And I loved it. So, Sasha and I entered into a pleasant conversation about Croatia, and his new home Switzerland, and we talked about London and that Sasha has never been to New York or Boston and I told him he must go.
After 15 minutes or so of this sort of conversation, Sasha and I were done. There was simply nothing left to talk about. We were beating that dead horse until he was deader than dead.
Sasha never bought me a drink. he didn't get my number (phew). and he looked quite relieved when I hardly even euro-kissed him goodbye.
I found out that Linda fared the same way. Sam was a bust. Two club-goer europeans who were looking for an easy catch. We tried to get out with a "See you later" but it wasn't that easy. Linda got bought the drink, so she gave the obligatory number. We will just see if Sam calls her. I doubt it. I think they got the message loud and clear: frankly, we weren't going to put out.
So, happy birthday erica. Here's to sleazy (cheap) europeans. I have yet to get bought a drink from a stranger, and I take pride in that. My deflector shields are on in full force.
We had an intimate crowd; just a few friends having a few drinks to celebrate a few years.
Two foreign guys at the bar: COUGARS. On the prowl, for sure. Linda and her blonde locks catch their eye - and Sam the German hones in on the kill. I watch, amused, as my best friend reacts and plays into the game nicely (bravo). She has a Vodka and Red Bull in her hand wihtin minutes.
I, on the other hand, get Sam's sloppy seconds. As soon as Linda finds out that Sam's [rather attractive] friend, Sasha, is Croatian - he gets pointed in my direction. After all, I have been to Croatia. And I loved it. So, Sasha and I entered into a pleasant conversation about Croatia, and his new home Switzerland, and we talked about London and that Sasha has never been to New York or Boston and I told him he must go.
After 15 minutes or so of this sort of conversation, Sasha and I were done. There was simply nothing left to talk about. We were beating that dead horse until he was deader than dead.
Sasha never bought me a drink. he didn't get my number (phew). and he looked quite relieved when I hardly even euro-kissed him goodbye.
I found out that Linda fared the same way. Sam was a bust. Two club-goer europeans who were looking for an easy catch. We tried to get out with a "See you later" but it wasn't that easy. Linda got bought the drink, so she gave the obligatory number. We will just see if Sam calls her. I doubt it. I think they got the message loud and clear: frankly, we weren't going to put out.
So, happy birthday erica. Here's to sleazy (cheap) europeans. I have yet to get bought a drink from a stranger, and I take pride in that. My deflector shields are on in full force.
Friday, July 08, 2005
when I grow up...
I never had any desire to be a Marine Biologist, Veteriniarian, Dolphin Trainer, or Ballerina. And I knew quite well that I could not grow up and become a "Princess". That simply is not possible. My childhood dreams were so much more plausible than that.
The first career I can actually remember pursuing was that of a professional iceskater. In the days of skaters getting their knees bashed in with pipes (yes, I was a fan of Nancy Kerrigan) I still believed there was good in the ice skating world and that I would be an active member in this magical skating world. Unfortunately, this phase was shortlived and replaced by a new (and enormous) desire to be an Olympic Speed Skater. This phase was also brief due to skating incompetence and my lack of discipline.
The next logical career path was that of an archaeologist. This came before the Jurassic Park craze, although I will admit that reading the book only intensified my desire to dig for treasures. I had no real inclinations towards Israel or scrolls or mummies. Just dinosaurs. For stricly selfish reasons. The thought of being one of those 'creation/evolution' spokespersons was downright upsetting. I couldn't stomach it. I simply wanted to find really old dead things. I don't know what led me away from the path to archaeology. I just woke up one day with no interest. And that was that.
Shortly after the dinosaur phase, I move to Wyoming and stumbled into my next career path: Barrel Rider. Now, I don't know that I ever really believed this would be a profession for me, but I was going to work hard and be a damn good barrel rider. I would ride those horses around those barrels and break world records, baby. Then I grew up. And broke my arm .(in gymnastics, funny enough. but don't misunderstand. I never set out to be a professional gymnast. I knew from day one that I was way too big for that.) Thus ended my brief affair with the rodeo circuit.
In high school, I finally made up my mind: I WAS GOING TO BE AN ASTRONOMER. I got straight A's, I liked stars, and all my science teachers liked me. Never you mind that I had not taken a single class on astronomy or even read a book on the subject. That mattered little: I was to be the next Gallileo. I looked into all the Southern california Christian colleges (because those two things were my only criteria for school) and Westmont was the only one with a telescope or any semblance of an astronomy program. This posed a problem, since I did not have the funds to attend the likes of Westmont. It was around this time anyway that I realized that I am what some would call a "people person" and that my life's calling probably wasn't to spend my life in seclusion, feverishly writing equations and star gazing.
It must have been in the middle of my astronomy phase that my sister and I started a band - a Christian punk rock band, nonetheless. We were called Agnes United and we were awesome. We played the every Christian venue in Northern California (there are more than you'd think) and even opened for Slick Shoes. I started doing some of our booking, as well as booking bands for the coffee shop/concert venue that my church was running. I liked this newfound music world. And I guess the excitement never really wore off, so here I am, still in the music world. I'm only slightly pissed that I'm not an ice skater.
The first career I can actually remember pursuing was that of a professional iceskater. In the days of skaters getting their knees bashed in with pipes (yes, I was a fan of Nancy Kerrigan) I still believed there was good in the ice skating world and that I would be an active member in this magical skating world. Unfortunately, this phase was shortlived and replaced by a new (and enormous) desire to be an Olympic Speed Skater. This phase was also brief due to skating incompetence and my lack of discipline.
The next logical career path was that of an archaeologist. This came before the Jurassic Park craze, although I will admit that reading the book only intensified my desire to dig for treasures. I had no real inclinations towards Israel or scrolls or mummies. Just dinosaurs. For stricly selfish reasons. The thought of being one of those 'creation/evolution' spokespersons was downright upsetting. I couldn't stomach it. I simply wanted to find really old dead things. I don't know what led me away from the path to archaeology. I just woke up one day with no interest. And that was that.
Shortly after the dinosaur phase, I move to Wyoming and stumbled into my next career path: Barrel Rider. Now, I don't know that I ever really believed this would be a profession for me, but I was going to work hard and be a damn good barrel rider. I would ride those horses around those barrels and break world records, baby. Then I grew up. And broke my arm .(in gymnastics, funny enough. but don't misunderstand. I never set out to be a professional gymnast. I knew from day one that I was way too big for that.) Thus ended my brief affair with the rodeo circuit.
In high school, I finally made up my mind: I WAS GOING TO BE AN ASTRONOMER. I got straight A's, I liked stars, and all my science teachers liked me. Never you mind that I had not taken a single class on astronomy or even read a book on the subject. That mattered little: I was to be the next Gallileo. I looked into all the Southern california Christian colleges (because those two things were my only criteria for school) and Westmont was the only one with a telescope or any semblance of an astronomy program. This posed a problem, since I did not have the funds to attend the likes of Westmont. It was around this time anyway that I realized that I am what some would call a "people person" and that my life's calling probably wasn't to spend my life in seclusion, feverishly writing equations and star gazing.
It must have been in the middle of my astronomy phase that my sister and I started a band - a Christian punk rock band, nonetheless. We were called Agnes United and we were awesome. We played the every Christian venue in Northern California (there are more than you'd think) and even opened for Slick Shoes. I started doing some of our booking, as well as booking bands for the coffee shop/concert venue that my church was running. I liked this newfound music world. And I guess the excitement never really wore off, so here I am, still in the music world. I'm only slightly pissed that I'm not an ice skater.
a whole new world
It's offical.
I am the new "Products Manager" for Sidecho Records.
The company is located in Garden Grove - so to all my OC/Long Beach/La Mirada peoples - I will be seeing you more often!
Wednesday, July 06, 2005
ha.
job interview tomorrow at 12:00 for Sidecho Records.
guess I didn't need that previous whiny blog.
guess I didn't need that previous whiny blog.
damn the man
gotta find a job. and fast. Haken is a bust. they want me to go door to door to salons and try to hawk body butter. no way, jose. not gonna do it.
sent out multiple resumes this week. left a message for benjamin at william morris. emailed james cho at Sidecho records. i heard that they are hiring. linda is getting me on some linked up system. craigs list. entertainment careers. darn that peggy rupple on bubbs hasn't posted the UTA list. time to go pay my parking ticket from February.
KEEP MY EYES PEELED.
sent out multiple resumes this week. left a message for benjamin at william morris. emailed james cho at Sidecho records. i heard that they are hiring. linda is getting me on some linked up system. craigs list. entertainment careers. darn that peggy rupple on bubbs hasn't posted the UTA list. time to go pay my parking ticket from February.
KEEP MY EYES PEELED.
Tuesday, July 05, 2005
not quite a bonanza
I don't know how to write about this weekend, but I will attempt to.
The plan was for Linda and I to go down to Andy's place in San Diego to have 4th of July BBQ Bonanza weekend. Nate, Corban, Amanda, and Katie were all going to be down there as well. It was going to be a grand ole time.
Sunday morning Andy calls. We exchanged a few sentences of small talk. after all, I think he's calling to see what time we're pulling into town.
Instead, he drops this bomb on me: "So, last night, we got jumped."
right, right. sure you did, kiddo. (I say something to this effect)
"No, really. Nathan and Jack are in the hospital. Two guys jumped them with a lead pipe and a cane."
I repeat the words "Oh my gosh" a number of times while Andy relays the rest of the story. The girls are all fine...everyone managed to get away...nothing was stolen...and Nate needs surgery.
Linda and I decide to head down to San Diego anyway and try to function as 'moral support'. We knew our 4th of July weekend wouldn't be the BBQ Bonanza we had planned -- but that was the last of our concerns.
All in all, our weekend was quite mellow. We lounged by the pool, played with Gracie the puppy, visited Nathan in the hospital, BBQed some Hebrew Nationals, and tried to keep spirits up. Thankfully, Jack and Nate are OK. Jack got released the next morning, and Nathan was released yesterday. They each have black eyes, stiches, and bruises galore. Nathan's nose took the brunt of the cane and/or pipe, and he underwent surgery to put it back together. He looks like shit.
It's things like this that I really don't understand. There was no reason for it, no warning. There was nothing my friends could have done differently. Two guys approached them casually and asked for the time. The next thing they knew, they were running for their lives.
So I won't attempt to fill in the blanks or prescribe meaning. I just know that sometimes the world is cold and dark and evil people get away with evil things. but, then, I think about my dear friends and how they are still alive and well - and how positive they've been in this whole experience -- and I am so proud of all of them. really, it's all I can think about. So, here's to you, my friends - you really are shining examples of what a follower of Christ should be.
The plan was for Linda and I to go down to Andy's place in San Diego to have 4th of July BBQ Bonanza weekend. Nate, Corban, Amanda, and Katie were all going to be down there as well. It was going to be a grand ole time.
Sunday morning Andy calls. We exchanged a few sentences of small talk. after all, I think he's calling to see what time we're pulling into town.
Instead, he drops this bomb on me: "So, last night, we got jumped."
right, right. sure you did, kiddo. (I say something to this effect)
"No, really. Nathan and Jack are in the hospital. Two guys jumped them with a lead pipe and a cane."
I repeat the words "Oh my gosh" a number of times while Andy relays the rest of the story. The girls are all fine...everyone managed to get away...nothing was stolen...and Nate needs surgery.
Linda and I decide to head down to San Diego anyway and try to function as 'moral support'. We knew our 4th of July weekend wouldn't be the BBQ Bonanza we had planned -- but that was the last of our concerns.
All in all, our weekend was quite mellow. We lounged by the pool, played with Gracie the puppy, visited Nathan in the hospital, BBQed some Hebrew Nationals, and tried to keep spirits up. Thankfully, Jack and Nate are OK. Jack got released the next morning, and Nathan was released yesterday. They each have black eyes, stiches, and bruises galore. Nathan's nose took the brunt of the cane and/or pipe, and he underwent surgery to put it back together. He looks like shit.
It's things like this that I really don't understand. There was no reason for it, no warning. There was nothing my friends could have done differently. Two guys approached them casually and asked for the time. The next thing they knew, they were running for their lives.
So I won't attempt to fill in the blanks or prescribe meaning. I just know that sometimes the world is cold and dark and evil people get away with evil things. but, then, I think about my dear friends and how they are still alive and well - and how positive they've been in this whole experience -- and I am so proud of all of them. really, it's all I can think about. So, here's to you, my friends - you really are shining examples of what a follower of Christ should be.
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