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Convergence

I have been listening to NPR for like an hour and a half (G. is out of the house) and I have heard music bumpers from the Be Good Tanyas, M. Ward, and Sigur Ros. I am not sure how to feel about this apparent convergence of my tastes and NPR’s.

OMFG, y’all

Black Man Given Nation’s Worst Job.

A serious post tomorrow. OMFG, y’all. I can’t believe it happened.

Wild as the west Texas wiiiiiind

Funny. (YouTube) Oh, Steve Martin.

Inspired by Anna’s blog-every-day-for-a-month thing in November, as well as Katie’s photo-a-day-for-a-year, which just finished, I am also thinking about doing a photo a day for a year. If I do, I’ll have to get a tripod, at least; I’m thinking about getting this one, because it looks versatile and also [...]

Sunday’s on the phone to Monday

Recently G. rebuilt one of his old mountain bike frames into a cute little comfy bike for me to ride around the neighborhood. It has pink on it! And it is very fun. Last weekend we rode to the Seattle Tilth Harvest Fair down the street from our house, where we bought hippie vegetables and [...]

Une tête, une âme de voyageu[se]

In the continuing spirit of playing grown-up, I find myself in a teensy hotel room in downtown Vancouver BC with less-crappy-than-expected hotel room coffee, unable to find actual Canadian morning news: my options seem to be only Seattle news or Canadian weather. There are many more interesting languages on TV, radio, and signs, though, which [...]

Can’t tell a hero by his size

I’m at the library and I’m trying to do my reading but I cannot concentrate because I have the Teeny Little Super Guy song stuck in my head.

(song: “Teeny Little Super Guy,” Sesame Street)

this is the room one afternoon

when i was a kid i wanted to grow up to be an artist. i made my parents get me watercolors and palettes and pastels and nice paper; i dressed up as an artist for future career day during spirit week in 8th grade. i don’t even know what that means — i think i [...]

i was having this discussion in a taxi heading downtown

i hate XP: every time i right-click on the taskbar for any reason, i see “lock the taskbar” in the menu and i immediately get it stuck in my head to the tune of “rock the casbah.”

LOCK the task bah
LOCK the task bah

(song: “gumboots,” paul simon)

just staring at the ceiling tiles

i should change the title to hairblog. apparently there is nothing else interesting in my life to talk about.
so, i have become a person with good hair days and bad hair days. i never understood this before. i do not enjoy my newfound understanding of this problem. the first time i washed it after i [...]

i prefer boysenberry more than any ordinary jam

i don’t have anything to be doing at this very instant, and i don’t know what to do with myself. it has been the week-and-a-half of awfulness and misery, but it’s almost over now! last night and this morning i got the last of the final project (currently locked, will be unlocked soon) for government [...]