Turning 26 and goin' to California.

Happy Birfday- MISS THEA!

Today is my birthday. Tonight at 10:31 PM, I turn 26. But first things first. I'm gonna be in California (Berkeley) for a ONE NIGHT showing at the Firehouse Collective. It's gonna be Saturday, February 14th (VENEREAL DAY!!!!) I'll be making my traditional pervo cookies and debuting my newest paintings- which are the final pieces from my year of chasin' La Cu. Hope to see you there!! (And if you have friends in Cali, please pass the word on- I'm a totally underground operation, so my website and your word of mouth are all I got!!)

But back to mah birthday for a minute... In a weird way this year is hard to let go of- being 25 was SO fucking rad. It was really, really fuckin' hard too, though. Now, all I have left to do is wrap up a few more paintings and move on. And boy- I'm fuckin' ready. This last wave of inspiration is turning sour on me and I'm ready for something new.

Looking forward, I think this year could be wildly awesome. In fact, let me state here that in my general sphere- it WILL be. I am gonna go out and find something even more perfect, inspiring and meaningful than this last year has been. I'm gonna fall in love, dance, play, sing, party and make better art than I've ever made before. I'm gonna meet the right people, solidify the right friendships and laugh my dumb little ass off. Hopefully the whole thing will hurt a little less than last year did. But if it doesn't, you won't find me cryin' uncle. ;)

Last year's birthday present was a trip to South Carolina to see Ween play Myrtle Beach. It ruined my life (in the good way that Ween so often does) and inspired The Ween Coloring Book. That birthday gift brought me a HUGE and totally unexpected return- most notably a partnership with my favorite band and a new network of super-awesome, supportive fans who probably never would have seen my work had it not been for TWCB.

If this years birthday gifts are any indication of the year to come (and of COURSE they are), I have reason to be f-in' stoked.

A few of my good friends came by for my cupcakes last Saturday. I told everyone- NO PRESENTS but nobody really listened. Here is some of the booty I collected:

music (tix and CD's), a shotgun and shot...

... various butthole magnets, art supplies, gorgeous homemade bath products, smoke-ables, a dozen yellow roses (my fave), telling bumperstickers...

(Algea's just tryin' to keep me real.)

... a swan penis...

a helluv rad belt...

...an awesome new President, a subscription to Juxtapoz and a spanking that left my ass black and blue for days. (DON'T MESS WITH TEXAS!!! That's where real women come from.)

I also got the baddest, boldest, wildest, bawdiest "Happy Birthday" you can possibly imagine. I don't really know how to describe it. It was just some DIFFERENT SHIT. Made me heart race, it did. Wow. I felt loved. Thanks for gettin' them all singin', Algezza!!

Gavid won the breath-a-lizzy contest. The number was blinking and we never managed to capture it on camera, but Gavid ALWAYS wins, perhaps due in part to having three extra feet of torso.

As far as today goes, I'm making the rounds this morning- having lunch with my sis, Aegea- and then coming home to bake my own birthday cake.

Tonite will be wild- I'm gonna have my whole bio fam, Greek fam, AND Jake Jake together for dinner. My daddy's making my favorite dish (and doubling the olives.) I'm gonna eat till I can't breathe.

I haven't made my birthday wish yet this year, but last years came true- and tenfold. I'm so grateful. I wanna send a little love out to all of you for your part in it. Fuck yeah, peeps. I know I sound like a cheesefuck when I get all sappy on you, but it's sincere. I am TRULY fucking the cheese and I do it because I love you bizarre hu-man creatures. Praise Free Will. Now go out and have an epic year. For thine is the kingdom and the power and the glory. Forever and ever. Hella. AMEN!

HOPE TO SEE YOU IN CALI ON V-DAY!! TELL YO' FRIENDS!! Free cookies, drinks and high-fives.

Love,
Thea "gots the lil' jeebie in m'heart" Wolfe

Posted on 22 Jan 2009, 11:40
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Goodbye Year of the Wrong

With the Year of the Wrong drawing to a close, Jakey-pants and I had one last heart-to-heart Rodeo before he left for Reno.

We talked about the past 12 months- the magic, the dreams we'd reached and the places we'd come up short. We talked about our weaknesses and how we're going to grow in '09. He left in the wee hours of morning and when we opened the door, we saw it'd started to snow.

It wasn't the first snow of the year- we actually got several inches in May (a week after near 80 degree heat.) Bye-bye Jake Jake! Me and the Romlox mural will be anxiously awaiting your safe return. I hate it when he's gone but in my heart I know the 'tussin and proximity to Liberace's almighty haunted piano are critical pieces of his morale and spirit. Besides, he'll be back in a few days and (if he wants my total praise and celebration) he'll be sporting the superior handlebar mustache his genetics enable. It's all I asked for this Xmas.

The snow got even crazier. In the past 13 days we've seen a lot of serious weather. Last time I measured we had 15 inches of snow on the ground. The gas stations are all running out of gas, and some of the grocery stores have closed due to lack of food delivery. There have also been a lot of roofs caving in, due to the weight of the snow.

Even the mail hasn't come.

Or the garbage man. We've seen it all, these past few weeks- lightening, thunder, ice, freezing rain, power outages.... It's been pretty unreal. Here are some pictures from our arctic adventures.

But enough about gay polar bears and mustaches- Let us spell with feelings for a moment...

I can't believe how completely this year blew my mind. Every facet has been full of magic and lessons. Fuck yeah. It's left me both foggy and inspired. I learned stuff. Stuff about being brave and afraid at the same time. I have sat for hours now, trying to sum up this year- but I can't. It'd be like trying to string rubber bands around the moon. I don't even know where I'd begin. This type of thing isn't meant for words. Even these photos are not enough, but it's all I have to give you for now.