Monday, September 24, 2007
the sunburned hands i used to hold
oh Fall, season of ambivalence.
on the down side, you mean summer is over. sorry to play favourites with you, seasons, but there it is. you mean close-toed shoes. you lead the way out the best season into the worst season and you always leave me feeling that i've wasted so much of the sunlight.
given how much i sleep, that's not an unusual feeling.
in the plus column, you have days like today.
and you present a mysterious burst of autumnal energy (which i chalk up to a Pavlovian Back to School response. i was good at the schooling and it also meant getting the hell out of my father's house for large stretches of the day. plus and plus.)
also, you return the flavors of pumpkin and cinnamon to us, which we cannot help but approve.
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1:18 PM
Friday, September 21, 2007
ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife
bravo is selling shirts that say "tim gunn told me to wear this shirt".
thing is, not only hasn't he, but he soooo totally wouldn't.
dear bravo, please look into plausible merchandising. thnx. luv, raej.
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12:00 AM
Monday, September 17, 2007
bound in a nutshell
being trapped in the work elevator for 5 minutes is really not the best way to discover one has claustrophobia.
on the other hand, how else would you figure something like that out?
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6:36 PM
Friday, September 14, 2007
if he calls your name you're done
after the tim gunn show last night, i am seriously considering changing my last name to Ninja. or maybe Pirate.
if it were relatively hassle-free, what would you change your last name to?
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12:33 PM
Thursday, September 13, 2007
these are the daves i know i know these are the daves i know
web designer: the dependability of a visual artiste combined with the forbearance and social graces of an IT guy.
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11:34 AM
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
but there's not a man alive who can live up to such standards
truly, when we got stuck in traffic in my sister's neighborhood behind a red, white and blue striped honda civic that claimed to be the vehicle of the "No Limit Honkey"? i just expected the website to contain something more interesting than this.
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6:06 PM
standing up on the bride's side
one of my dearest friends got married this weekend past, which is why i was back in The Lou so soon.
i did my part for the ceremony, corsican sister-style, by suddenly developing a giant zit right around the time i started to get ready for the event.
i forget where i first encountered the idea of a sympathetic girl being able to take the cosmic acne punch on behalf of the bride, but i consider i did it pretty thoroughly with my biggest, reddest, most obvious blemish since eleventh grade.
as a metaphysical occurrence it may not have been Time-Life book worthy, but it made me feel involved.
(to reassure those of you for whom psychic grooming gifts are insufficient, i'll add that the couple was also presented with a shiny new next generation george foreman.)
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11:40 AM
Thursday, September 06, 2007
hitch your wagon to a meme or we beez on ur websites borrowin ur memes! and sometimes i get to have fun at work.
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6:29 PM
100% less bikini, 0% more work
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2:59 PM
Tuesday, September 04, 2007
wabbit season. duck season. spidey season
the hell with all these freakin' spiders?
this morning, as i stepped out of the shower, there was a spider scurrying acrost the bathroom tile. it was so big, i could actually see it from where i was standing dripping wet not wearing my glasses.
for those of you who have no notion exactly how blind i am: the beastie appeared from my towering 5 foot 4 and a half inch height as a very active blurry smudge.
of course, since optometrists don't use spider charts, this still may not be of much help in determining the size of the spider. in brief: closer inspection of the thing revealed it to be approximately 1.5 inches in spidameter*. yes, i am quite near sighted. no, you can't try on my glasses.
*spidameter (noun): a straight line passing from the end of furry gross long front legs to furry creepy short back legs of a slightly squished, completely dead spider, through its center
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7:15 PM
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
don't hate me because i took my paperwork down to the beach today
hate me because i'm telling you about it.
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5:27 PM
Monday, August 27, 2007
that's the way you do it
due to some major environment re-healthinating at The Job, the building is verboten this week.
last week, the daily amusement was listening to various staff members' conversational tap dances re: are we going to be working from home or "working" from home?
while i'm generally adhering to a "don't ask don't tell" policy on that subject, i can gleefully report that today i am indeed actually working on work work whilst and at the same time sunning myself on the back deck in my bikini.
when i get a sunburn, i promise not to come to you for sympathy.
aaand, time to flip.
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3:35 PM
Monday, August 20, 2007
The Faust and the Furious, Day 1 - Main Event
it would just be silly if i never wrote about it, i spose. problem is, i wound up being rather more disappointed than i expected (and i say that as someone who never expected to win) with something that people who i care about organized.
hmm.
PROS: - some very good actors did some very good acting in my play. the kind of good acting that made it clear which lines were undeniable Problems. the kind of good acting that did some good stuff i hadn't thought of. - the feedback session was well led. - i got a lot of lively and useful feedback. - people genuinely seemed very interested in what i was doing with the story.
CONS: - while i would be the first to agree that the script is Not Done, and that it is complicated and a little muddy right now, i feel it did not achieve all that it _could_ have gotten across in the reading. and this was mostly due to some unfortunate choices made in the staging. - the scripts were all at different levels of polish. some were getting their first reading, while others were on their third or fourth. this made the playing field seem less even than it could have. - some of the tangentially involved staff behaved quite tackily.
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3:19 PM
are they color or black and white yiddish or english?
as my cough kept me awake last night, i began to consider Erik The Half A House's safety level in the event of a zombie attack.
i may be fooling myself, but i think the advances in storm window technology render those entrances relatively secure.
no, what worries me is the giant garage door and, once that is breached, the even flimsier door between the hall and the garage.
as i considered that hammering boards hurricane style would help i was met with the unpleasant realization that all such materials are.....out in the garage.
yes, i came very close to getting up so i could fetch a hammer and hide it someplace inside, out of reach of zombies.
fortunately, i fell asleep and dreamt of trying to sneak an ex boyfriend (one i still talk to occasionally) into a Weird All Yankovich/Moby concert (?). on the way there, a truck exploded very near us and flaming debris rained down on the car we were in. we lived, but by the time we got to the concert it was over.
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10:40 AM
Friday, August 17, 2007
The Faust and the Furious, Day 1 - travel in accordance with FAA regulations, the port authority has labeled all pens:
it's officially 2:fuckingearly a.m. and i'm in a queue so long you'd think a Johnny Deppified pirate ride awaited me instead of a bunch of blue gloved misanthropes who clearly do not enjoy inquiring closely into ones personal toiletries but will nonetheless do so zealously and with extreme prejudice. "Yeah, i discovered another seafood I'm allergic to," says the woman behind me, apropos of a continued conversation between intimates although, if I'm any judge of body language, neither was in fact the case here. "I had a pretty bad night and my stomach's still a little unhappy.....not that there's much left in it." (laughs merrily)By the love of all that is holy, please do not let this woman be Anywhere Near me on the plane, i offer up to jesus or ganesh or whichever deity is awake at this decidedly ungodly hour. I see a nun four people ahead of me in the next line over (note: nuns now wear nikes) and briefly consider asking what an intercession would cost me. Then i glance back to see Seafood Allergy's boarding pass is for a different airline. and there was much rejoicing. all hail air jordan. amen.
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