Happy Halloween<3-
Monday, October 31, 2011
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Friday, October 28, 2011
Thursday, October 27, 2011
In the Tune of "Dress You Up In My Love"
Guess who will be toting a green beret, pearl earrings, and a turtle neck? Me, me I tell you, me! It's official I'm going to be good ol' Maria from Guess Who for Halloween. On a serious note, ever notice how similar Peter (above) looks to Rodney Dangerfield? Just saying.What's your costume? Please, do tell!
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Your New Favorite Fall Mix (part 2)
1. Juicy - The Notorious B.I.G
2. Mr. Blue Sky - E.L.O
3. Divine (Midnight Juggernauts Remix) - Sébastien Tellier
4. Hello Stranger - Barbara Lewis
5. Deadbeat Summer - Neon Indian
6. Useful Chamber - Dirty Projectors
7. I Couldn't Say It To Your Face - Arthur Russell
8. Maybe You Can Owe Me - Architecture In Helsinki
9. Eyes Without a Face - Billy Idol
10. Safety Dance - J Dilla
11. Les Cheveux Dans Les Yeux - Cosette
12. If I Fell - The Beatles
13. Found Out - Caribou
14. I Hear a Symphony - Diana Ross &The Supremes
15. Ghost Town - First Aid Kit
16. dice smiles - Dragging an Ox through Water
17. The Clockwise Witness - DeVotchKa
18. Housewife - Coco Rosie
19 . I want a Sunday kind of love - Etta James
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Monday, October 24, 2011
Sunday, October 23, 2011
Letter Weather
It recently dawned on me that I would like to become a better letter correspondent. At one point in my life taking to the old pen and ink was easy as one, two, three. These days I long for my Mother nagging me to "please write your grandmother." It's my Fall and into Winter goal to write a letter a week. Pen, on paper, stamp on envelope, and who knows, maybe a mix cd or two if you are lucky.... The first attempt was sent out yesterday via the Old Pony express to the heart of Kelowna, BC. Who's next ?
Saturday, October 22, 2011
This And That And This
1. Delicate Doilies...vintage gems for all (coming soon).
2. Ladies tea to celebrate Emily B's nearing nuptials.
3. Scotland, the neighborhood sweetheart.
4. Shut Up and Eat, and we did!
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Saturday, October 15, 2011
Friday, October 14, 2011
Thursday, October 13, 2011
Bus-ted
Since I have a job that requires a daily drive across the Columbia River, I was elated to have jury duty, and any chance to ride the bus. I know it sounds kooky, but I adore the experience that goes along with Trimet bus culture.
At precisely 7:17 I hop on the 14 at 50th and Hawthorne, my hopes soaring high, as my friend told me "the last time she road the 14, the guy who wears the mickey mouse hat, and white tuxedo was riding and playing the slide whistle (not to mention handing out business cards to children)." Do you know that guy?He's terrible (but improving) at the trumpet, he occasionally totes a slide whistle or kazoo, and is often found near the Bagdad theater or at the base of the Hawthorne bridge. Dang, no tuxedos amidst the riders.
On the bus, I take the first open seat I see. Oh great, the only open seat is next to a woman with headphones, a cellphone, and a lollypop. Her jacket is half on my seat, and she doesn't care to move (this means, every time she moves, I move an inch or two as well). Instantly, old lolly pop cellphone is on the phone, and she is lolly gagging around (besides, who has a lollypop at 7:00 am these days...let alone ever?). She was like "blah blah blah, did you here that Colin moved into a new house?" So I try not to ease drop about "Colin" (which isn't easy when he's right in your ear) and really embrace the bus ride. I notice that everyone wearing headphones seems to be listening to the same music, because everyone seems to be restlessly shaking their foot to the same beat (maybe techno, or salsa, or death metal? Yeah, it must have been death metal... for the young foot shakers and the old). The next thing I pay attention to is all of the riders with their eyes closed. I invent a game called "are you really asleep?" This game is hard to play, because unless someone happens to open their eyes, you casually throw an object at them, or shake them, there is no way to really know if someone was really asleep. The game ends, with no winner, and I think about the last time Alex and rode the bus and a man was drinking mouthwash across from us. (sigh) Oh bus, I've really missed you.
At precisely 7:17 I hop on the 14 at 50th and Hawthorne, my hopes soaring high, as my friend told me "the last time she road the 14, the guy who wears the mickey mouse hat, and white tuxedo was riding and playing the slide whistle (not to mention handing out business cards to children)." Do you know that guy?He's terrible (but improving) at the trumpet, he occasionally totes a slide whistle or kazoo, and is often found near the Bagdad theater or at the base of the Hawthorne bridge. Dang, no tuxedos amidst the riders.
On the bus, I take the first open seat I see. Oh great, the only open seat is next to a woman with headphones, a cellphone, and a lollypop. Her jacket is half on my seat, and she doesn't care to move (this means, every time she moves, I move an inch or two as well). Instantly, old lolly pop cellphone is on the phone, and she is lolly gagging around (besides, who has a lollypop at 7:00 am these days...let alone ever?). She was like "blah blah blah, did you here that Colin moved into a new house?" So I try not to ease drop about "Colin" (which isn't easy when he's right in your ear) and really embrace the bus ride. I notice that everyone wearing headphones seems to be listening to the same music, because everyone seems to be restlessly shaking their foot to the same beat (maybe techno, or salsa, or death metal? Yeah, it must have been death metal... for the young foot shakers and the old). The next thing I pay attention to is all of the riders with their eyes closed. I invent a game called "are you really asleep?" This game is hard to play, because unless someone happens to open their eyes, you casually throw an object at them, or shake them, there is no way to really know if someone was really asleep. The game ends, with no winner, and I think about the last time Alex and rode the bus and a man was drinking mouthwash across from us. (sigh) Oh bus, I've really missed you.
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Monday, October 10, 2011
What You Talkin' About Hillis?
Recently, Alex and I were graced with the most generous gift, a handmade rug made with love from The Art Of Rugs (ours is the red, blue, black, and white number at the bottom). The gift was from no other then the man behind The Art Of Rugs himself, Hillis Williams (who just so happens to be my step grandfather). Hillis truly has a knack for color, and the process he takes to make the rugs, is just my type. Hillis's rugs are made from recycled wool, that he salvaged from thrift store sweaters. Hillis delicately unravels the sweaters into skeins, after the skeins are hand dyed (or not), Hillis winds them into balls of yarn. Yarn in hand, Hillis starts his rug revolution. Each rug paints a picture of a distant memory, thought, or inspiration...enhancing any living room, one hundred percent. Do admire his new etsy shop!
Friday, October 7, 2011
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