Archive for May 2011
boho zombies
I alluded a couple days ago to having attended the mother of all clothing swaps last weekend, where I scored brand new Nike shoes, TF. The person hosting the swap, a friend of my pal the Ukulady, lives in a fancy-pants house on a cliff overlooking the Pacific Ocean. This was a girls-only event, save…
Read Moreflex time
In honor of the two-week anniversary of my hip injury, I shall reprint an amusing Facebook exchange from a couple days ago. I love my friends. By the way, I am feeling better and somewhat optimistic that I will be able be a regular-motion Becky again. Not yet, but soon? I hope? Becky: open letter…
Read Morei’ll take it as a sign
I went to the mother of all clothing swaps last weekend. I will report more about that epic(ly weird) experience, but I need right now to show you what I found at this swap, behind a pile of really ugly sandals. Brand new, in the box. Nike LunarFly+ running shoes. In my size. Retails for…
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I haven’t been watching TV pretty much since I’ve moved in with the Elderly Relative almost a year ago. This is only the second time in my life that I have been television-free for a long stretch; the first time was in 1999 for a year when I was moving a lot and had a…
Read Moreend of a sort-of era
Oh, Myspace. That dismay in that first paragraph seems a little too authentic. I feel not a twinge of guilt. I procrastinated joining Friendster until the very moment that my fickle friends lost interest. A short time later I got talked into Tribe.net by my friend Bryce and ignored it immediately. I reluctantly joined Myspace…
Read Morewatch it, dope!
I took a Restorative Yoga Class on my birthday and things have been fucked up ever since. Don’t remember when exactly during the session when I felt a tiny minor “toing” near my right hip. Or the first moment I took a step and felt a stabbing, all-consuming white-hot pain shoot down my leg. Most…
Read Morein the mail
I got a few lovely cards in the mail for my birthday (thanks, Carol, Tracy, Lisa, and Cloudy — that last one with a gift!) Among the awesomeness (and trust me, they were all awesome:) From Molly. You may have read yesterday’s post about our preoccupation with Fortune. As you might imagine, this perfect card…
Read Morearchive: let fortune be your guide
This was written by me originally for the Cubby Missalette sometime in 2001? Ish? You can see the Missalette here. If you want to find out more about what the heck a Cubby is, surf around the site. You’re welcome! Molly and I often invoke “Fortune” (intoned in a deep, faux-English accent) to this day.…
Read Morela la la
I have eclectic musical tastes. Here are the last three things to which I’ve listened and enjoyed. “Home Is A Fire” by Death Cab For Cutie; video by Shepard Fairey and Nicholas Harmer Just when I think I’m totally over Ben Gibbard’s voice and over Shepard Fairey’s art, there’s this. I was not familiar with…
Read Morethe mildly fed up stage
I’ve told Paulie that this blogging every day thing is a valuable exercise for my ego; posting day after (relentless) day makes me let go (sort of) the worry about my readership and how many comments I’m getting and the love I’m perceiving to get — or not get, depending on who’s reading what. But…
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