yes, i know it's august, but i just registered for nanowrimo. anyone else doing it this year?

me: gee, harryhausen's skeletons have got some anterior head carriage!

matt: yeah, and really mean eyebrows.

i have been devoured by mosquitoes on two memorable occasions this summer. the first was in lake oswego, watching picturepack's moving pictures on a screen in a backyard, quite barelegged and happily sipping wine under the moon. (firecrackers ( Read more... )

i just checked the following books out at the library:

a visit to william blake's inn - poems for innocent & experienced travelers (nancy willard)
the maid of the north - feminist folk tales from around the world (ethel johnston phelps)
just so stories (rudyard kipling)
citizen 13660 (mine okubo)
the adventures of maqroll (alvaro mutis)
the moon ( Read more... )

I'm going out on a dorktastic limb here, but please take a moment to vote for Atishwin the Condor for Zoo Father of the Year Award. Atishwin has gone above and beyond in his fatherhood role compared to other "contenders". Atishwin deserves to win, not that Class President elephant or Mr. ShowBiz Colobus Monkey ( Read more... )

mine is kinda boring, but at least i used the word "chutzpah"..

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well, isn't this just serendipitous. i post a naked exploitative MEAT! picture of anthony bourdain (that's him in my collage post), and now i'm going to see him at the moore on saturday night. i can't wait! thanks, seratoneinthat's not all. i'm also running in the furry 5k on sunday in seward park, which admittedly first caught my attention for all the wrong ( Read more... )

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me: i wish my name was tippi.
matt: as in canoe?
me: as in tippi hedren, the star of the birds.

i'm enjoying a glass of wine (or six) on this fine evening. hope the rest of you are doing well.

lots of mini-upheaval offline, but nothing terminal.

enjoyed a bluegrass show tonight, and felt happy to be in my element. wore a nice dress and my fuck-off boots, left a little early, three glasses of wine to the wind, came home to some well-deserved euphemized "snuggling".

i'm taking bluegrass/old time fiddle lessons from sammy lind (foghorn ( Read more... )