frelative

I was re-listening to old You Look Nice Today podcasts and in one episode (Sacks-Minnelli Disease), the three hosts were talking about frelatives, a purposely-clunky portmanteau that indicates a friendship between related-by-marriage individuals. Like, you’re married to a man whose brother is married a woman — that woman is your frelative. The one you hide…

Read More

that stylish extra

I have always loved this girl in “A Hard Day’s Night.” This is the part where Ringo escapes from the Beatles and dresses in disguise so that he can live the day as a normal chap. Here, he says hi to this girl to see if she recognizes him as Ringo, but she tells him…

Read More

grateful for halloween

Because otherwise I wouldn’t be searching for professional face paints … and I wouldn’t have checked the hours of Krylon (company based in San Francisco)… and I wouldn’t have discovered it’s not open on the days I’m going to be in SF … and I wouldn’t have double checked my flight information from SoCal to…

Read More

taken in again by the fabness of it all

This season of Project Runway is very, very good. There was a period of time where I doubted it would ever be satisfying watching, ever again. So kudos to whomever that pulled their shit together to bring it back and make it completely compelling TV. I watched the latest recent episode with the most delicious…

Read More

another phone post!

I fished my phone out of my purse last week. When I did, I realized the phone had just dialed my bosses’ boss (the Big Boss, oh dear.) I hung up, mentally reviewing, with clammy brain, what I had just been talking about with friends. I saw the BB the next day and apologized for…

Read More

oh well, how about designing a pergola then?

On my phone, I Google Architexture, my hair salon. Him, very professionally: Hello, Architexture.* Me, a little frantically: Hello? Do you know if Stacy has any time today? She cut my hair last week, but now my bangs are being weird? There’s a 70s flip thing that’s making me bonkers. I can come in after…

Read More

rants on a blog

Hoo boy, slam, pow, did the rain come last night. It was delightful to wake to the sound, to smell the cool damp, to pull out the rain gear. Quick transition to abject terror trying to maneuver my elderly car through flooded streets, psychotic drivers. Another quick transition to pure aggravation at how hard it…

Read More

in which i say hooray hooray another birthday

We’re blurry here! Blurry from the having of the fun this past summer! Revisit this blog post from (holy god) 4 years ago, in which I celebrated the singularity of Miss Spark, AKA Miss Violet. Well, here it is, four (holy god) years later, and I’m still celebrating her. Celebrating the HELL out of her!…

Read More

flashback

I’m having trouble getting past the potato bug episode. That thing really pushes the hard-wired revulsion buttons. I’m not afraid of snakes nor spiders, but I’m sure afraid of the potato bug! And vermin, not a fan of vermin. I remember when we had a mouse problem in a flat I lived in in San…

Read More

bugout

Perhaps I should’ve seen the foreshadowing — one of the earlier scenes of last night’s improv show involved two entomologists. And so it was that I was completely unprepared for what went down about halfway through the show. I was at the piano, soundtracking a scene as I tend to do when we are light…

Read More