Thursday, November 29, 2007
not that we're close
But it's so exciting to see any friends from SF getting
some very
well deserved attention.
Anne Faith is an incredible artist in SF who shows quite often at
White walls and Shooting Galleries.
My favorite SF galleries.
When I left SF, she was working in a shared studio with all them art boys
holding ground
at white walls.
Her site:
http://www.annefaithnicholls.com/
Shooting Gallery:
http://www.shootinggallerysf.com
White Walls:
http://www.whitewallssf.com
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
a den of theives
It began as a, pick maya up out of the gutter celebration dinner. Of many many champagne cocktails.. The prettiest girls showed face, oh yes, and phil too...
then came a strange man drinking a glass of yeager, to our table. He gently placed his sunglasses and a wad of cash at the head of the table. He seemed like he was trying to make quite a bold move and hit on a table of eight ladies, pretty admirable I would say...
But before he could try to woo us with some fancy talk, a couple of cops came in and grabbed him, picked him up and removed him outside. There was like 6 cops outside arresting him. I guess he was going for the ladies as a last resort, wouldn't you?
The cop finally came in and asked us if we knew him, we said no!!! Then he told us, they had been looking for hi for awhile. He had been reported breaking into cars outside Haiku that evening. But that he had mental issues and they have found him stealing, as well as breaking into a home and bathing in some ladies bath while she was gone...what a find!
His drink became poison to the table:
But then, as I have said before...I am in some sort of stealing phase myself...
and couldn't help but to become inspired by the fast passionate life of a thief.
I did it..
I stole all the chopsticks, pencils, papers, and forks..
which became useful later that evening in karaoke pleasures
a weekend of stealing and cheating
at the broken hearts club
then came a strange man drinking a glass of yeager, to our table. He gently placed his sunglasses and a wad of cash at the head of the table. He seemed like he was trying to make quite a bold move and hit on a table of eight ladies, pretty admirable I would say...
But before he could try to woo us with some fancy talk, a couple of cops came in and grabbed him, picked him up and removed him outside. There was like 6 cops outside arresting him. I guess he was going for the ladies as a last resort, wouldn't you?
The cop finally came in and asked us if we knew him, we said no!!! Then he told us, they had been looking for hi for awhile. He had been reported breaking into cars outside Haiku that evening. But that he had mental issues and they have found him stealing, as well as breaking into a home and bathing in some ladies bath while she was gone...what a find!
His drink became poison to the table:
But then, as I have said before...I am in some sort of stealing phase myself...
and couldn't help but to become inspired by the fast passionate life of a thief.
I did it..
I stole all the chopsticks, pencils, papers, and forks..
which became useful later that evening in karaoke pleasures
a weekend of stealing and cheating
at the broken hearts club
Saturday, November 24, 2007
Friday, November 23, 2007
cat and mouse
Sheena was such the lover yesterday. I have a minor little crush on her..
She was cuddling with Holly all night.
Then I came home from thanksgiving festivities.
Soooo Sleepy.
And as I was taking off my new pink boots
I saw a little mouse
jet from one side of my bedroom to my closet.
OH NO NO NO!
so lame, so gross. I locked in the the closet and boarded it up with towels.
Finally, after an hour of damage control
on the phone with sparkler
I fell asleep, then woke up just in time to see
the fur stash jet to the living room.
AHHHHH NO NO
I wanted a winter cozy
but mousekin was not my
1st choice
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Monday, November 19, 2007
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Friday, November 16, 2007
Thursday, November 8, 2007
hate
(um, this night..i got into big trouble. but we don't need to talk about that)
Things I HATE:
1.) Egg Salad Sandwiches (i always have hated them and i always will)
2.) Dirty Dishes (no dishwasher...at least with a dishwasher I can just run it 10 times until the food melts off)
3.) The sound of people chewing gum (awful. terrible. i want to die)
4.) Fat knees
5.) Nick Maggio
6.) Boring boy movies (star wars, goonies, braveheart)
7.) Wearing socks
8.) Eviction notice (sorry victoria)
9.) Ghosts (sorry phil)
10.) Pencil neck squares who wanna shut us down
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
the revolution will not be televised
Gil scott heron's album, pieces of a man, is one of my favorites..
hopefully i can find it at used kids real cheap to play on my new record player.
cause the sound of that damn needle on dusty vinyl is the most perfect sound ever.
My dad always played records real loud in the mornings to wake me up...
Gil scott heron is best known for,
The revolution will not be televised...
and of course that organic rhythm that he beats is divine..transcendent message
but i have a soft spot for
pieces of a man
brilliant song