Brilliant.

You are brilliant.

Oh oh, I know!

Let's write a book or make a movie....about US!

Like I have said before.

You are the Lukas to my Toby.


You know, if Lukas really wants to haunt me, I guess that's all right. Just don't tell Toby, he'll get jealous. :-P

And you really think I'm a good writer? I did write a book once. I still need to work on it though. Maybe next I'll write an autobiography about us... and the boys. It will be a classic tale of love, sex, rock & roll, and their unyielding passions for us.

Of course, we might need to do a little research first; cover the rock scene, and a few other, small(although I doubt they're actually small...), details......

Yes, yes, this is an excellent plan.

- West Side Sister. (I'm going to have a new name every post!... or maybe not)

Ahhh, East Meets West...

Light & dark, hot &. cold, tall & short, in & out, back & forth, yin & yang...no wonder we are lunatic friends.

Of course, we shall be famous..In fact, we have taken the first step; we already ARE legends in our own minds.

So, Ms. West Coast, you leave the dark side to me..for I am excellent at it...and you can be Miss Sunshine and Happiness. That creates a perfect balance to attract ROCK STARS...and whatever else is out there worthy of our devotion...

And in closing, let me say...if I were not me...I would be this image of Lukas, haunting you!

I have to think of something clever now?

Fuck.

Hey, at least I can continue on with the foul mouthedness (what? That is SO a word!)

And you are so very wrong, '07 is gonna rawk. Because you see, this blog is going to become an internet phenomenon, and Toby and Lukas will hear about it. Then they will realize they are madly in love with us, and whisk us off to wonderful far off lands. Like Canada!

Or so it goes in my twisted little head, which means it's real, right? Right?

Hello?

This thing on?

*tap, tap*

Oh bugger.

Heads up, bitches! (and bastards...hey we're not sexist, just foul mouthed

Fuckin' A! The Hollow-days are over! I seriously doubt 2007 will be a Happy New Year so don’t get your hopes up. We won’t have a Happy New Year until 2009 unless, of course, George and his gang of thugs are investigated and imprisoned by then. Hey, it could happen!

As for me, I didn’t get a thing I wanted for Christmas. No phone call from Lukas, no dinner date with Bob...cripes, I’m still in the pending period (kinda like purgatory) to be Dylan’s MySpace friend…what, you have to think about it, Bob?….AND I didn’t win the lottery…again. Of course, I can never remember to buy a ticket and when I do, I’m usually at Publix and find that I can stand in line with the rest of the runny-nosed, hacking and wheezing potential alcoholics for only so long.

So, I ventured over to rockband.com to see what I could find out about the Supernova concert in Vegas on New Years Eve. As usual, it is mayhem over there. You can’t just pop in and out at Rockband. You have to live there. But I live at DU, so there goes my ability to understand what the fuck they are talking about at Rockband. My life is so complicated, and shallow. I did get an email review that proudly announcing the band sucked. What, you’re surprised? Hey, I’m only interested in one thing about Supernova, and that's Lukas. The rest of them can take a hike. O wait, I love hiking….so change that to... take a flying fuck at the moon.

Who knows what my west coast partner is up to after the Hollow-days. I’m sure she’d share with us, if she could ever pull herself away from her fan club at DU. They lurve her over there.

You got the floor, REV, K, Mrs. Toby...whatever the hell you call yourself.

A beautiful tale of love by Call Me Wesley

REVOLUTIONARY_ACTS04
But why my name, Toby?

TOBY
Because you're getting on that plane with da snakes.

REVOLUTIONARY_ACTS04
(confused)
I don't understand. What about you?

TOBY
I'm staying here with Lukas 'til the
plane gets safely away.

Toby's intention suddenly dawns on Revolutionary_Acts04.

REVOLUTIONARY_ACTS04
No, Toby baby, no. What has happened
to you? Last night we said --

TOBY
-- Last night we said a great many
things. You said I was to do the
singing for both of us. Well, I've
done a lot of it since then and it
all adds up to one thing. You're
getting on that plane with graywarrior
where you belong.

REVOLUTIONARY_ACTS04
(protesting)
But Toby, no, I, I --

TOBY
-- You've got to listen to me. Do
you have any idea what you'd have to
look forward to if you stayed here?
Nine chances out of ten we'd both
wind up on Rock Star.
Isn't that true, Lukas?

Rossi countersigns the papers.

ROSSI
I'm afraid Tommy Lee Jones would
insist.

REVOLUTIONARY_ACTS04
You're saying this only to make me
go.

TOBY
I'm saying it because it's true.
Inside of us we both know you belong
with graywarrior. You're part of her ermmm,
the thing that keeps her going. If
that plane leaves the ground and
you're not with her, you'll regret
it. The snakes will regret it.

REVOLUTIONARY_ACTS04
No.

TOBY
Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow,
but soon, and for the rest of your
life.

REVOLUTIONARY_ACTS04
But what about us?

TOBY
We'll always have Paris Hilton. We didn't
have, we'd lost it, until you came
to Casablanca. We got it back last
night.

REVOLUTIONARY_ACTS04
And I said I would never leave you.

TOBY
And you never will. But I've got a
job to do, too. Where I'm going you
can't follow. What I've got to do
you can't be any part of. Revolutionary_Acts04, I'm
no good at being noble, but it doesn't
take much to see that the problems
of three little people don't amount
to a hill of beans in this crazy
world. Someday you'll understand
that. Now, now...

Revolutionary_Acts' eyes well up with tears. Toby puts his hand to her
chin and raises her face to meet his own.

TOBY
Here's looking at you, kid. Gobble gobble!