23dec

got bumped to a non-stop in first class. it's a christmas miracle!

11dec

me + sweetheart + out-of-town friend + french meadow = lovely evening.

sad winter.

scraped my car 8 times today. not a good omen.

my current favorite Jack Black performance.

"Prop 8 - The Musical" starring Jack Black, John C. Reilly, and many more... from Jack Black

7dec

was assaulted by the unbearable cuteness of wall-e.

my favorite murder.

every day at the same time, a huge murder of crows descends upon Park Ave. they rest in the trees and on the power lines for a while, and then they are off to the next destination. i love the routine of it and think they are just beautiful.

voted.

very much enjoyed the diversity of people voting at the franklin library today. i also enjoyed the diversity of people at the neighborhood liquor store, which was definitely more crowded than the library. but my favorite part of the day was driving through my neighborhood, seeing people standing out in the streets, dancing and shouting, holding homemade Obama posters- magazine cut-outs, glitter, and all. i like it when it feels like we are all in this together.

educated, informed decision indeed.

the McCains were funny as hell on SNL... but, Mr. Obama's grandma just died. Decisions, decisions...

actually, nevermind. i'm voting for the avocado.

1nov

i sprained my hand? while painting?

resourceful

using a keyboard stand as a drying rack.

13oct

ate all the chocolate ice cream. at two o'clock in the morning.

slightly embarrassed by the lingering popularity of Hard Rock Cafe t-shirts in the hometown

back in SC for a little visit, i decided to clean some of my things still lingering at Mom's house. i found my stash of Hard Rock Cafe t-shirts from the early 90's- remember when they were so cool? and now they're so not? anyway, i had amassed a nice little collection and kinda felt bad just tossing them into the Goodwill pile. so i threw a little ad up on Craigslist and.... oh my. the flurry of emails that followed! it was a basic "curb alert" type ad and people were literally begging me to hold the shirts for them until they got off work. the bag was gone from the driveway within the hour. so, if you've got some tees of your own to dispose of, you know where they're wanted...

;)

really think more politicians should be utilizing the wink...

21sept

drinking coffee and watching maddox stare at me...

13sept

went on a walk on st. anthony main and happened upon a deer, octoberfest, and music and dancing at kramarczuk's. and ran into 3 friends. a good night.

State Fair.

ate everything I wanted to, saw everything I wanted to, and did everything I wanted to do.

16august

went hiking, picked wild blackberries, and waded in the st. croix today. it's okay to be jealous.

02! 02! 02!

6 years, 6 months, 6 days, and 6 hours ago, i was standing on a freezing hill in small town PA waiting for a celebrated rodent to emerge from a fake tree stump...

2august

celebrating one year of distance from the former job....

most definitely FB status worthy.

Corrie Edgerton is flicking turtle poop off her t-shirt.

18july

happily missing the allout fart fest, and happily seeing greycoats tonight at the turf club. good times.

oops.

just made my first cultural faux pas at the job.

10July

sipping bourbon, eating boiled peanuts and trying to pretend that the ever-present I-94 is really, truly, the ocean. wish me luck.

8july

popcornwinemoviemattnow.

fur elise has never sounded so ominous.

our new neighborhood is home to the World's Creepiest Ice Cream Truck. trust.

hypothetical south mpls adventure

may or may not have locked myself out of our new house. with the dog. wearing matt's slippers. possibly carried Rocco a mile to the Prasada house, where Rocco promptly pooped on their rug- allegedly. perhaps frantically called our contractors, who were all out of town visiting their moms for Mother's Day, but one maybe left his phone at his house, which was answered by his roommate, who lives across the street from the Prasada house, who also worked on our home and knew where the contractor's key was. could have definitely borrowed a leash from the Prasada, snagged the key from the roommate, and shuffled back to our new home, still wearing Matt's slippers.

hypothetically, of course.

resistence is futile.

trying really hard not to overdose on Bon Iver...

20april

saw her first tall bike and short shorts of the spring. not on the same person, obviously. but that would have been pretty sweet.

my little mountaineer

watching my tortoise try to climb the bookshelf...

Jesus Christ! Superstar!

1. thrilled that i can do whatever i want on Good Friday

2. pretty sure my Good Friday kicked your Good Friday's ass.

Murmur.

i love the Bad Waitress for many reasons, but today it is for all the old R.E.M. on the jukebox.

i'll be humming that theme song for days now....

i think someone is watching Night Court in my living room.