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Yeah, I know.. a rip off from Craiggers - but his show is pretty much sucking right now (should have stayed with The Daily Show), so I don't feel nearly as bad as I would normally for stealing his stuff.  I think I could do a better job with it anyway. 

So here it is, my words of wisdom to take you through your day (or couple of days as you will cut me some slack on how often I update this).  You can even ask a specific question to me (via email - not icq) if you want some specific "wisdom" from me. 
Here is some non specific wisdom:

So here is the next set of pics in the Dawn-Deserts-Huntsville tour this month that I promised you. This time I stayed in state and went to Montgomery for my good time with the reverend and got to see almost 1 full block of Montgomery between the hotel, the Capri Gala and then across the street from the gala to hear Stuart's (one of the Reverend's pals) band play. Woo Hoo.

The following pictures are what commemorate The Capri Gala. For those that just tuned in, use this Moment for Us as a reference for the captions.

Yes, this had to be the first pic cuz I wanted you to see what kind of bar we started our evening with and it denotes the Reverend's fabulous bartending skills for our pre-party drinks

And here is the lovely suite that the bar resided in. (the reverend took these suite pics by the way)

...and of course the Coup de Gras (sp?) of the room - the pervert bathroom. The Reverend insisted that I show this pic as he couldn't stop raving about it.

And here I am being pampered profusely after using the tub of the pervert bathroom. Note the fresh roses and chilled champagne and the HUGE smile of my face.

Here we see and example of the Reverend learning how to adjust the flash on the camera. Oh and we are in front of the pervert bathroom drinking champagne.

Here is a pic of the outside of the party(where all the food was)- but as you can see from the crappy photo i shot- i could have taken this pic from the local soup kitchen and the caption could read the same

 

Here is one of the more notable outfits -yet I couldn't understand what writing 'bun" on your pleathery ass had to do with the theme of "Academy Award Winners."

And then I got accosted by the "bun" lady who sensed I had just taken a picture of her ass and wanted the front taken too. I still don't get the outfit unless she is the original Oscar meyer wiener gal.

Here we have the amazing Mr. Microphone head - a.k.a. Marty Schwartz. Notice how small my glass of champagne is next to his large cup of pure alcohol. You tell me what gave him the guts to wear his wig....

 

...and to be seen with his wife - Cotton Candy. What a freak show they were (but fabulous use of wiggage). Notice that same large cup of alcohol. Do I see a trend? hmmmm..

 

As we were staggering back to the car to get changed for the club (like I would stay in this dress for beer to get spilled on it) I noticed another fabulous wig and got my pic taken courtesy of The Reverend.

 

Here we have a fine shot of Stuart playing his accordion. Who would have thought Material Girl sounded good on it?

And here is the Reverend and Myself enjoying (I use that term loosely) that accordion playing at the club. Don't he look snazzy in his gold shirt? At this point I had more alcohol than Mr. Schwartz had that evening and it was time to go back to the hotel.

And here is the next day after we trashed the room and have taken many a pill for our hangovers.

The end

Well, this concludes yet another enthralling pictorial depicting the evening on the town with the Reverend Maynard. Tune in next time as I tell you what happens when Mom puts me in charge of children (evil grin).

btw: Hey, vote for me at STVlive's poll - I am waaayyyyy behind.

and - Recent drawings of what's been going on in art class here (that one I did LEFT handed)

and here

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