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April 25, 2008
Fat, Sassy and Sunburned
We'll be back on May 3rd!
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Bone St.
Gavin McInnes's new-to-me web site, Street Boners and TV Carnage, has got some serious giggles on it. I especially enjoy the Street Boners part, wherein they brutally parse the outfits of assorted...free spirits. But I'm cruel. Things like this make me laugh. I also like lighting cats on fire and muff-punching Salvation Army coin collectors. Sue me.
My favorite of the day:
This isn’t a beer belly. It’s a gas tank for a fat piece of shit machine.
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Song of the Day
Ignore the video, just give a listen and enjoy your Friday afternoon! (Hopefully not involving any bus-based transit in NY.)
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Meeting
I just had a blind meeting with a potential client at Peaberrys and was totally reminded of the days of sitting around in some bar or coffee shop and eying every guy that walked in the door alone to see if it was my date or not. It was kind of awesome to relive that awkwardness without any fear of sexual rejection. Awesome for me, anyway. I think the intensity of my leering (plus, of course, a face fulla make-up, hotdiggety hairdid and jetsetter trousers) may have been a little frightening to my fellow patrons.
'tevs. Subtlety: never my strong suit.
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Home Remodeling: Idjit Edition
Did I ever tell you about the time I ordered several hundred bucks of the wrong wallpaper? Yep. I did. The right wallpaper...just the wrong color. And it's still not resolved. Because apparently the company is all sortsa small and overwhelmed and so on and so forth. Luckily, I'm working with the super nice folks at Eades Wallpaper to get a resolution so hopefully I will one day be able to enjoy the correct papier.
In other news, FINALLY the Baleri chairs I bought from Unica Home in JUNE have shipped. Naturally, they messed up and shipped them this week (even though I told them I'd be out of the country) so fingers crossed Fed Ex doesn't get all sorts of ornery with my absence and return the package or leave it in limbo on some island with Tom Hanks and Wilson the volleyball.
So that's what's up with that. Oh and yes, I'm also driving around town with 500 pounds of the second type of tile picked out for my kitchen in my trunk. Welcome to my world.
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April 24, 2008
Rufus Kind of Night
The Lady Gloom and her hornets circling round
Is now before us, the screaming's done without moving
One little move and for sure you will be stung
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Tuscon Gives Respeck
"Tucson Mayor Bob Walkup has proclaimed Friday 'Public Relations Appreciation Day' to 'encourage all of our citizens to support, understand, and appreciate the intricacies of the practice of ethical public relations and public relations practitioners,' a press release said."
Media Bistro via Denver PR Blog
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Stationery Agent
Rebecca at Moontree Letterpress has posted a very nice picture of and write-up about the new cards. As a reminder, the logo was done by PlaidValentine at Etsy, the printing (of course) by Rebecca at Moontree and the (soon to come!) web site by Angela at Inv/Alt. With this awesomely talented posse at my back, who could possibly fail? I'm so excited at how this is all turning out! Thank you, ladies!
(Photo c/o Moontree Letterpress)
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April 22, 2008
Fingers!
Howly mowly, Sticky Fingers (the band that completely got all of our rocks off at El and Sooz's wedding) are totally on NPR right now! Which means I have an excuse to post a picture of me, Molly, Mini-Mick and MY BOOBS! Whoot!
The bartender in the background = pure gravy.
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Learn Something New Every Few Weeks or So
From my brother:
Wondering what the origin of the phrase "The wind that shakes the barley" was, as it's in a Shane McGowan song and the title of a Ken Loach movie, I googled it and on wikipedia found this crazy detail which is so evocative:
The Wind That Shakes the Barley is an Irish ballad written by Robert Dwyer Joyce (1836-1883), a Limerick-born poet and professor of English literature. Its title was borrowed for the Ken Loach film which won the Palme d'Or at the Cannes Film Festival in 2006.
The song is written from the perspective of a doomed young Wexford rebel who is about to sacrifice his relationship with his loved one and plunge into the cauldron of violence associated with the 1798 rebellion in Ireland. The references to barley in the song derive from the fact that the rebels often carried barley oats in their pockets as provisions for when on the march. This gave rise to the post-rebellion phenomenon of barley growing and marking the "croppy-holes", mass unmarked graves which slain rebels were thrown into, symbolising the regenerative nature of Irish resistance to British rule.
If I had less tact, this post would've tutully been entitled "Mob Barley." Awww...it's good craic like y'know?
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Important Bulletin
I have such a hard-on for bulletin boards and magnets and chalkboards and anything else that lets me clutter up my visual space with a bunch of random effluvia it's ABSURD. Note hastily photographed and very reflective examples below:
Thus, I was both delighted and intrigued by the embroidery hoop bulletin boards from Etsy seller LittlePrettyStudio featured on Decor8 this morning.
Prices range from $12.50 to $32, which seems perfectly reasonable when you think of all the joy and love I've brought into your life.
In other news: I'm judging senior theater something plays? something tonight and tomorrow at East High School, alma mater of three people I hold dear: Neal Cassady, Marie Grrrrruuueautiful, and Matt Suuuulliivanostein. I trust the depth of my background in the performing arts will stead me well throughout this challenge and I look forward to gettin' all Lorenzo Lamas about it.
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April 21, 2008
Torn Like Natalie Imbruglia
I just can't decide if I want this tile for my bathroom or not. So...torn... Will it be too busy? Will it clash with the tiles that are already in there? What color grout will I use? Will I have to get all new towels and bath mats and SO ON because my floor looks like somebody puked up a bowl of skittles on it? Should I get the border? Does the place I'm buying it from even sell the border? And on and on. Which is frustrating because my bathroom has about 2 square feet of floor space, so whatever I choose will be neither expensive nor irreversible (especially considering my boyfriend likes nothing more than tiling various areas in my home). So why the indecision, Briggles?
I may not know the answer to these questions, but I do know this: tile = wicked fucking boring.
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Logorhhea
Thar she blooms. Plum aka Pantone 5115 C aka the color that made Bree a giant PR success aka a fine and natural laxative.
And, in related news, plum is of course the new black so feel my marketing muscle, suckas, and point me in the direction of the beach aka nature's most majestic toilet.
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An Engineer's Guide to Cats
Wonderful.
Thanks, Molly!
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April 20, 2008
Conversation
Me: When I get married, I want to wear a dress like that - I mean, not a real wedding dress.
Matt: Cool.
Pause
I wanna wear a wedding dress.
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Truly the ONLY Book I Want to Bring to Roatan
And if I happen to scour it cover to cover on the plane ride down, then I'll just read it over and over and over again until the week is through. This is my vow.
sTORI Telling, $16.47 and FOUR AND A HALF STARS at Amazon
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Good Customer Service
I once was accused by a lover long-past of having "bad retail karma." It's true. I try to be friendly, I try to smile, I trrrryyyy but alas - more often than not, I am treated like a total touchhole by people behind the register. Maybe it's the hate in my eyes or the evil in my soul? No se. Regardless, it's nice to report a situation of a different sort.
You may remember that - along with Angela's plates - I ordered the over-the-sink-shelf from Umbra a few months back. It arrived in an enormous box, and once I put it together, I noticed it had a crack in the wood. Not a huge deal for a relatively cheap objet, but kind of irritating regardless. So, I snapped a picture on my camera phone and sent it along to CSR for some explanation. Following, my email:
Hi,
I ordered the overboard sink shelf from you and it just arrived today. I have attached a picture of a crack in the wood that I noticed when I was putting it together. As the product is only $26.50, I'm not going to spend the money to send it back in the extremely oversized box you delivered it to me in (a cost I estimate to be at least $15 and probably more like $20). In addition, it is missing the black rubber "feet" that you're supposed to put on the bottom. I would like you to send me a new sink shelf to replace this. If that cannot be done without me mailing this damaged one back, then please just credit my credit card for the amount and I'll continue to use the damaged one. I'm really disappointed, and look forward to having this resolved.
Thanks,
b to the riggles
Umbra's response:
Dear baaaaaahriggles,
Thank you for your email.
Our goal is to make shopping umbra.com a pleasurable, design experience and we value any and all feedback that we receive from our customers and visitors to the site.
I do apologize for the item arriving in such poor condition. It is not our intention for our items to arrive damaged to a customer. As such please note that a replacement Overboard Sink Caddy is being shipped out to you. All of our products are warranted for one year from time of purchases online.
Please see below for the new order details.
The new shelf arrived shortly after. I haven't inspected it to see if it's any better, but hollllah! Customer service! Go Umbra Go Umbra GO!
On another note, anyone need an over-the-sink-shelf?
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GLGS Merch
Squid Baster, $11.99 at Target
Perfect for my next performance art piece.
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April 19, 2008
Time Lapsed
From LA to NYC in four minutes, care of Michel and Oliver Gondry.
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April 18, 2008
Red Wine+Tequila+Vodka Martinis+Professional Photography
Yes, this is a picture of me from late last night. Yes, I couldn't open my mouth because my teeth were stained from the bottomless glass of Cabernet Sauvignon I was drinking from. Yes, today has been loooong but yes, it was totally worth it.
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April 16, 2008
Denver Ghost Walk (Boo!)
Many of you already know about this one, but for those of you in the area who are unawares:
May 31: Ghost Walk, 7-9 pm
Meet in front of the statue of the Indian on the east side of the Capitol on Grant Street between 14th and Colfax avenues. $15.
The tour is given by Phil Goodstein, author of The Ghosts of Denver: Capitol Hill. I'm not sure if you have to register beforehand but, if so, the contact number is (303) 333-1095.
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Wash-n-Wear
Ever use a laundry machine that coats your duds in suds even after THREE rinse cycles? Ever have to pull sopping wet clothes out of 2 inches of standing water and wring them out with your hands before throwing them in the dryer? Ever find out the reason why your laundry situation is le suckadoo is because you don't have drainage in your floor, so the water has to move UP a pipe and when the machine turns off, all the stuff still stuck in the pipe flows back DOWN towards the machine? Ever have your boyfriend tell you the way to fix this is to dig a giant hole, stick in a drainage pump of some sort and install a slop sink over it? Ever have your boyfriend's friend come over and spend the day shoveling cement out of your basement to accommodate such an installation?
Just wondering.
No reason.
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April 15, 2008
You Rang?
Guapa ring by Jimena Rios, $20 at Poppytalk
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April 14, 2008
The Trial of Tile
It appears that the floor tile I purchased for my kitchen is...lavender. Lavender, people. Lavender. In my defense, Matt thinks it was a particularly purple batch of the stuff as he's used it before to a less LAVENDER effect. LAVENDER. LAVENDER. LAVENDER.
Suffice it, the tiling project has been put on hold until my head gets out of my ass and I start making design decisions less suited to a color-blind sixth grader. More TK.
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Crewel Intentions
Mod Watercolor Crewel Pillow, $38 at Urban Outfitters
Gimme gimme gimme. Gimme gimme now.
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April 13, 2008
Zwild, Zwonderful, ZWACK
I ate my garnish.
Imagine my surprise and delight when a PR rep for Diageo contacted me recently about the stateside launch for Zwack, a Hungarian liqueur (known as Unicum overseas) that's been lubricatin' Eastern Europe since 1790.
"1790," I said. "I've never even heard of 1790."
The Zwack flack graciously took the whole noble savage aspect of my personality in stride and, proving the legendary hospitality of the Hungarians once again, mailed me my very own bottle of Zwack for the sipping. Never one to look a boozehound in the mouth, I quickly formulated a plan to test drive the stuff and report back to you, my beloved readership of 12 (aka Zwack's next big market segment).
After consulting the interwebs for Zwack recipes (there are basically three - and one of those is a shot of Zwack), we busted out the goods this morning for a round of "Bloody Huns" - V8 spicy tomato juice, tabasco, horseradish, celery and, of course, Zwack.
Verdict: taste-o. 'twere mellow, 'twere refreshing, 'twere zwacktacular. Aside from the slight hint of Jaeger hidden in its silky sleeves (a slight hint that, truly, brought me back to the days of vomiting out of car windows and passing out in the dirty laundry pile at my parents' house), my fellow tasters and I were really pleased. While I don't know if it's got the kick in the ass needed for a good night of brawling and balling, I will most certainly break it out the next time I do some more refined entertaining. Like my biweekly three-bean salad celebration. Or the "Parade of Omelets" coming in late spring, for which I think it would make a graceful accompaniment.
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Baked
Sur La Table has some pretty sweet bakeware these days. If my mom had baked anything besides pecan pies in the last 20 years, I would consider getting her somethin' like this for Mother's Day. Hmm. Maybe your Mom's a bit more domesticated. Or at least off puppy pads.
Ice-cream cone cupcake pan, $27.95
Giant cupcake cake pan, $27.95
And the coup de grace, the Stadium Cake. For when you want to celebrate your team's home turf with, um...a frosting-less masterwork?
Stadium bundt cake pan, $31.95
The ridicule and mockery of every single person at your tailgate party? Also $31.95.
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Alas Alack, My Wallet is Slack
I would very much like to buy this rug by West Elm ($549 for 8 x 10) for my study, but am feeling the pains of a recent economical yet still bruising home-based spending spree ("new to me" Jenn Air stainless gas range/convection oven, lawnmower and gas grill off Craig's List + new bathroom sink [the same as Marcus and Jenny's] with a ten-percent off plus free shipping deal at Home Depot + new tile for the kitchen) and must say "neigh." I hope that others among my readers are not quite as monetarily strapped as I at the moment and can still, you know, enjoy the finer things of life. Like steak. And exciting underpants.
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April 11, 2008
Equine Design
An unexpected and delightful surprise arrived yesterday. A lovely, Swedish-designed horse head straight from Chicago care of the lovely, Swedish-designed Ms. Jessica B. As you can tell from the portraiture above, it has found new purchase in my study, from which it will only be moved for the biweekly horse-head-in-the-bed game I have started playing with Matt (see below):
Thank you for adding spark and joy to our intimate shenanigans, Jessica! Don't you like Matt's new haircolor? He's aging very well.
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April 09, 2008
Youtube Love c/o Capt. Spicer
Boners! Check out the reference to Porcelain. Dokken yells out "It's not fair."
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Inbox
From: briggles
To: Matty the Horse, Marc L.
Date: Wed, Apr 9, 2008 at 1:17 PM
omg, i just found out one of my alltime fave bands went to skidmore! http://www.freewilliamsburg.com/september_2004/ratatat.html
these guys RULE.
From: Matty the Horse
To: briggles, Marc L.
Date: Wed, Apr 9, 2008 at 1:24 PM
No way, crazy. Them and Evan Dando and G Love and Rena Str*ber (of shoot-out at Rao's fame). And me and Marc of course.
Did you notice he said he didn't think Skidmore had a good music program? They certainly taught me to sing well. Oh wait.
From: briggles
To: Matty the Horse, Marc L.
Date: Wed, Apr 9, 2008 at 1:26 PM
Remember when Evan Dando couldn't get into Pianos in front of us because he didn't have his ID? That's still the funniest thing that's ever happened to me. I'm confident in saying that it's the funniest thing that ever WILL happen to me as well.
From: Marc L.
To: Matty the Horse, briggles
Date: Wed, Apr 9, 2008 at 1:27 PM
Oh yeah. I think I slept with those dudes.
From: Matty the Horse
To: Marc L., briggles
Date: Wed, Apr 9, 2008 at 1:30 PM
That was pretty awesome. Only rivaled by when Marc sat next to Alec Baldwin and Kristen Davis at a sushi restaurant and Alec kept telling her all night: "You have such a beautiful face. You're so beautiful."
I slept with one of them, but for the life of me I can't remember which.
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Yikes
It would be tough, professionally, to share a name with this woman.
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What Did You Learn Today?
Matt asked me that last night when we were falling asleep.
I thought about it and said, more or less, "There are 15,000 town-run senior centers in the country. Senior citizens who are socially or physically isolated have higher incidences of heart disease, depression and high blood pressure. Crabs can live for a maximum of two weeks in a ship-hold. A standard oven is 30 inches wide. All propane tanks have the same size nozzle. Century Gothic is the font for me. Kerning is the space between letters; leading the space between lines (which I once knew but had to learn again). Walter hates Friskies sliced beef but will eat it under protest. Rosie O'Donnell had never heard the word 'sate' until Martha Stewart used it. Max's original name in Rebecca was Henry, but Daphne du Maurier thought it too plain. The narrator remains unnamed because du Maurier could never settle on one for her."
I like this game. Today, so far, I've just learned one thing: brownies taste better than Special K.
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April 08, 2008
Five Word Movie Review Tuesday
Deliciously cheesy, but soooooo looooooong.
(Review c/o Matt).
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April 07, 2008
Speaking of Gimme Shelter...
Most New Yorkers — including Rufus Wainwright — have fond memories of August 14th, 2003, the day that 40 million Americans lost power in a blackout and Manhattan morphed into a peaceful candlelit party.*
“I was just out of rehab at that point,” says Wainwright. “So I watched enviously as others lost their minds. It was like watching Chekhov.”
To re-create that rad vibe, Wainwright has posited that June 21st be celebrated without electricity. Joined by his sis Martha, Beth Orton and Harper Simon, Wainwright touted his cause, performing a candlelit, mike-free concert, belting out “Stayin’ Alive,” “California” and “Bye Bye Love.”
The gig was shot by documentarian Albert Maysles, who is working on a film about Wainwright. “Things are gonna take a bit of a left turn, because he wants to film me telling my mother my life story,” he says. “I hope it doesn’t turn out to be like Grey Gardens — or Gimme Shelter, for that matter.”
!!!!! No waaaaaaay!!!!!
*Pretty bold statement and as for this Former Yorker, the blackout caused me to miss the wedding of two of my best friends. Two of my best friends whom I had introduced; a wedding in which I was supposed to give a speech. Memories of being on the phone with United for, oh 6 or 7 hours in the sweltering heat of my apartment? Not so fond nor so peaceful. Fuck off Rolling Stone.
You heard me.
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Just My Type of Thing
MICHAEL by Michael Kors, $100 at Vivre
Link c/o my styley Ma
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More Stuff
Have you checked out Stars and Infinite Darkness yet? Not to give away state secrets or anything, but it is a place at which I like to spend a lot of my jewelry and accessories coin. Keeping in touch with my urbane fems side, you know. And! More Importantly! Bonus! They've even started stocking the V-day bigfoot magnets I gave my beloved (and since stole back for my own fridge) this past Febs:
If you stay in my guest room, you might even be lucky enough to score your own, non-romantic set as a welcome/sorry for all the cat hair gift. Oh and pssst, they're a dollar cheaper on Etsy. But you didn't hear that from me.
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Doing It, Doing It, Doing It Well
Crafty McUnskilled over here spent the weekend getting shit done. Of course, not the stuff I super-need to do (er...finalize colors for my web site, finish writing it, sign and mail my taxes, buy food not of the carbohydrate family and etc.), but stuff all the same. Minus the slight mishap of trying to turn an ornate, circular frame of mine into a bulletin board (after about 1/2 hour of hacking at the board with a box cutter to make it fit, I BROKE the frame during the gorilla glue finale. All went into the trash. Le sigh.), I count the two days as being both economical and productive.
Evidence A: I managed to cut padding and fabric for all four of my outdoor chairs - and successfully cover two of them - before jamming Matt's staple gun.
Before
After
Evidence B: After giving up the hope of being able to use "green" chemical stripper on a dresser I'm refinishing, I went to Ace and requested "the most toxic goo you've got." Came home with Extra Strength stripper - stuff that ATE through my gloves repeatedly (I would know to stop and run inside to wash my hands as soon as the unbearable BURNING began) - and stripped the shit out of two sides of this dresser. It's got about 8 layers of paint on it, no joke, so each side took THREE applications. After my lungs started whistling, I packed it in for the day...but big progress out in the garage!
Drawers
Half-nude
Now if I could just truly internalize the need to wear "scrap" clothing when working in the muck, my life would be nearing completion. Till then, I'm just going to have to be the only lady at Cherry Creek Athletic Club with lime green paint and chemical burns on my yoga pants. It's a good thing.
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April 06, 2008
Official Moratorium
"I just barfed a little bit in my mouth."
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Five Word Movie Review Sunday
Excellent...but no Gimme Shelter.
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Palming the Profits
I don't like to get all crazy against the small merchant trying to make a living, but jeebles. I was perusing the web site of Pieces, an Atlanta shop with pretty hefty prices, and was flabbergasted to see they've got the extendo version of my tabletop palm (above, scattered among the former detritus of my study) for $1,200! Whattt? If mem serves, I got mine for about $75, new, in Seattle. It's about 2 1/2 feet tall, whereas the one they've got is five, but still. More than 15 times the price not including shipping? Locotalk if I ever saw it.
Ah and yes, speaking of shipping, the shop in Seattle wanted to charge me about $75 to send it home so - cheapy yet resourceful lady I am - I said, "Tanks but no," brought it to a Mailboxes Etc. and shelled out less than $25 to get it back to Denver. Keep that one in mind next time you're getting all crazed with the purchases away from home. No need to depend on the shops to do your mailing no mo. We've got options, people! America. Love it or leave it.
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Before You Start Enjoying Your Sunday...
Please put a condom on your head and bring me a Mai Tai.
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April 03, 2008
WOTD
Chingalera - little fucking thing over there, esp. inanimate object. spanish slang.
Hand me that chingalera over there.
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Answer
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Question
Is 3:19 p.m. too early to start drinking?
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More Accidental Videos!!
Kirsten and Alli in Colorado
Even MORE of Kirsten at the bar (she's my muse)
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I Scream for Cream
I ran into my buddies Chia and Sam last night at Target. (Long, poorly written explanation of who these people are --> I went to college with Chia, and then RANDOMISSIMO - it turned out he was good friends with Paul and Pifuka here [after having lived next to them in Brooklyn] and blah blah he and his lady ended up moving here a few months ago and I got back in touch with him and they rule and the rest, they say, is herstory.) And the fabs news is this, after scrapping plans for a bar, they're now thinking of opening up an ice cream shop (where they would make their own) on South Broadway near the Mayan. Which is *awesome* because a. the name (Sweet Action) and b. the game (my summer spent scooping handmade, organic cream in the mid-90's was the best). Also c. the ice cream in this town is serrriooo lacking. Par ejemps: I wanted an indulgence a few months back and ended up with some crap custard crap with the sprinkles in the bottom of the cone? WTF? Because I eat so fast, I ended up with a Saharian, bland and waxy end to my mediocre 'tard. In summation, it was the anti-cone.
But now! Sweet Action! I'm so happy and excited for them! Plus, with Matt's construction and plumbing know-how and my, er, marketing and consumption know-how, I think we'll really be able to pitch in and help make it happen. They're even talking malted chocolate chip here, people. I just peed my pants in anticipation.
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April 02, 2008
Napa $$$tyle
Napa Style is so ridiculously overpriced, it makes me STEAM. Like $64 for these vases? They're $30 at the Artisan's Center in North Cherry Creek.
Trust me, I know. In 1995, I broke one Marie had pulling my bag out of her car at DIA. All over the durned road. (Whoopsies.)
Yet, stoopidly spendy or not, I still find myself salivating over - and even buying - some of the stuff in their catalog. Indeed, I'm considering signing up for this this wine club business - which is $90 (plus shipping) a month for six wines. Not too shabs. Of course, in the catalog I received YESTERDAY (April 1), it had a coupon for $25 off the wine club deal if you ordered by March 31st. Ah. Gotta love it. Thankfully, there's another $25 off code available on the web site but still. Come the fuck on.
And in other Napa Style news, what do you think of these plant nannies?
At first, I was all, "WHOA! LOVE!" but about 30 seconds later, the lust had passed and I started thinking they'd look really dumb and messy. Especially since they come in packs of four so, like, all your plants would have them. And because my used wine bottles are generally stained with driblets and droplets and...er...regretlets. Still undecided, though of course, the $20 price tag makes them a bit more attainable than oh say, this. $800? Right.
Oh and another thing! I bought these knobs at Anthropologie a few years back and they suuuucked. All the nuts were stripped. CAVEAT.
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Exciting News on the Design Front
I've hired Angela's friend Becky of Moontree Press to make my business cards and thank you notes for the bidness. Moontree Press is hot hotty hot. I've heard - and seen - nothing but awesome stuff about - and from - this shop. Wow. That sentence really doesn't work. So let's just leave it all behind and take a look at some pictures (ganked straight from her blog).
I'm so excited to get this all together! Angela worked on the web design today, and as soon as I get off my semi-toned ass and finish writing it, Bree 2.0 will commence for real. Put on your helmets, kids.
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Ken Burns, She Ain't
Have you missed my incredible eye for accidental cinematic documentation? Me TOO! Here's another from the vaults - me and Stella in Cherry Creek, maybe late 2006 or so.
Hopefully more treasures await as I continue on the task of deleting all my pictures from this gotdang computer. After installing the latest OS, I literally don't have enough memory to save the documents I'm working on. Pathos.
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