I'm not sure...

how cruising down the highway in a "bitchin' Camaro" and watching Family Ties will net me the 1954 award, but if you say so...

You Belong in 1954

You're fun loving, romantic, and more than a little innocent. See you at the drive in!

What Year Do You Belong In?

tulips it is!

Okay, I'm actually pretty happy with my tulips. While they are not quite as tulip-y as I would have liked (or as tulip-y as KT's and MLW's), I loved my background and I have some interesting shading in my tulips due mainly to the fact that I got not a little inebriated towards the end there. We had a great time and I can hardly wait to go again! Who's next?! I will get a picture of all three of my paintings and post it here too.

good googly moogly

creepiness rule - this, sadly, was the only Google search term that landed anyone at my house. It's fun though, so maybe I should make it the name of my blog!

On the other hand, I have one post buried in this collection of life stories that refers to icanhascheezeburger (or however the hell you spell it) and that garnered 90% of the visits to my blog today.

I'm not very interesting but apparently my links are :)

only 30 minutes until I'm off to Sips-n-Strokes!

another trophy for my wall!

I'm making my 3rd trip to Sips-N-Strokes tomorrow night so I will have another trophy for my wall in addition to The Wound and Monet's Invasion!  Here is what we are shooting for:

I'm pretty sure I'm going to end up with another Wound of some kind...it seems to be the relationship I have with red paint.  KT and I are going with one of our newer coworkers MLW (not to be confused with ML...I've really got to find that Battlestar Gallactica name generator) and I'm intimidated a teensy bit because I had to visit her office this afternoon and saw one of her paintings there and it was GR8!  Mine are 180 degrees from great, though I have an absolutely smashing time (the wine helps) getting to not-great :)  I keep in mind, as much as possible, that that is the point.  So, no paint-envy and of course I'll share photos when we're done!

I'm blushing!

If you direct your gaze to the sidebar under the "About Me" section, you will see the flattering little doo-dad (also shown here) I got from one of my best buds, KT!  I have been tagged to spread the "I *heart* your blog" love so I will now tap some of my bestest blog buds with the same responsibility.

1. KP - For so many reasons, first and foremost being it's a kick@$$ blog!  Topical, up-to-the-minute sociopolitical commentary through an artistic filter, great family stories (Cooper's uninvited friend was soooo creepy!), and he also has a great group of commenters.

2. Lauren - For the name of your blog alone, I commend you...and your boss said that to you? :)  Plus, Lauren is smart, funny, and a lifesaver at work. She keeps me intouch with the SLIS world just as much as I want to be and never a smidgeon (sp?) more.  Also, she has acquired for me a signed first edition of Andrew Davidson's The Gargoyle (which I've blogged about before)!  I swore a vow of forever and undying friendship. Yay Lauren!

3. Elizabeth - E is a former coworker who is currently enduring the rigors of grad school.  I sympathize, empathize and any other -athize that applies (teehee!).  

4. um....see, I'll think of somebody later and feel bad that I can't come up with them right now.  I guess I could always come back and update the post if that happens.  Meanwhile I'll list some of the people I would have chosen if they (wink,wink, nudge, nudge) were to begin blogging OR were to inform me if they already do and I didn't previously have this information.  Also eliminated are KT, Erica and Z because KT tagged me and she also tagged Erica and Z.  It's like playing Scrabble...if no one builds off the ends then you get one clump of letters that can't go anywhere and we're all stuck making the "it," "do," "so," and "up"'s of the Scrabble world.  Okay, that was kinda stupid, but whatever.

5. Carrie - She signed up for a blog, posted one thing, and refused to be hounded by me to post anymore so you'll notice that it hasn't been updated since October 7, 2007.  For shame!  You should definitely blog!  The snorting coworkers, enforced weeding and chaotic moving would be good stuff.

6. ML - Another great coworker, a nickname for whom I am still working on developing.  I have asked his preference many times and we have settled on trying to find a Battlestar Gallactica name generator.  Perhaps he already has a blog.  I'm sure I'd love it if I could find it, if it existed, and it would no doubt be enlivened by the addition of an "I *heart* your blog" doo-dad.

7. Who else?  T(!!!!!!!!!!!), Polly, Daxx the Magnificent, Mrs. Roomie, my mom, PrincessQeenJackal...if I think of some more I will update.  I know that will just be the most exciting thing evah!

yay for a friend!

Congratulations KP (and his dear wife and Dean's big brother)! Welcome to the world, Dean!

oh, hell yeah!

Let me just share with you Guillermo Del Torro's latest to-do list:

The Hobbit / J.R.R. Tolkien

At the Mountains of Madness / H.P. Lovecraft

Frankenstein (!!!!!!!!!!!!!) / Mary Shelley

Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde / Robert Louis Stevenson

Slaughterhouse Five / Kurt Vonnegut

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are you ready for the "SHUT UP!" heard round the world?

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oh yeah, KT's biting her nails right now

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Dan Simmons' upcoming novel (Feb 09), Drood. For those not in the know, check out this blurb:

On June 9, 1865, while traveling by train to London with his secret mistress, 53-year-old Charles Dickens--at the height of his powers and popularity, the most famous and successful novelist in the world and perhaps in the history of the world--hurtled into a disaster that changed his life forever. Did Dickens begin living a dark double life after the accident? Were his nightly forays into the worst slums of London and his deepening obsession with corpses, crypts, murder, opium dens, the use of lime pits to dissolve bodies, and a hidden subterranean London mere research . . . or something more terrifying?Just as he did in The Terror, Dan Simmons draws impeccably from history to create a gloriously engaging and terrifying narrative. Based on the historical details of Charles Dickens's life and narrated by Wilkie Collins (Dickens's friend, frequent collaborator, and Salieri-style secret rival), DROOD explores the still-unsolved mysteries of the famous author's last years and may provide the key to Dickens's final, unfinished work: The Mystery of Edwin Drood. Chilling, haunting, and utterly original, DROOD is Dan Simmons at his powerful best.

I say again....oh hell yeah!

ya'll....really...

Let me tell you about the hot new thing in blogs as far as I'm concerned, CAKE WRECKS! It is a blog featuring badly decorated cakes and it make me hahpeh! Just a highlight:

I'm trying to decide if that chest hair looks more like mealworms or broiled maggots...whatever, I'm not eatin' it. It is an amazing likeness of The Selick though!

view NOW!!!

If you've had a crappy day or a good one, all will be swept aside in a wave of joy and joyness by going over to 15 Minute Lunch and viewing Johnny's next installment in the 1977 J.C. Penny Catalog Found in the Rafters.

OMFG!

Here's one of the highlights:

This next kid knows exactly what's going to happen to him if he leaves the security of his home. I mean, he has big bird and cookie monster in his pockets. The haircut alone will most likely get him a beat down, but the outfit and hair combo? You can almost see the thought-bubble over his head that says, "I am so f&%ked."

Be sure and visit the post that started it all! Go over to humerblogs.com when you're done, take the time to sign up for a *&^**ing account, and keep Johnny Virgil king!

paved with good intentions

so I didn't get ANY blogging done during my petsitting stint.  

Where does our time go?  What eats up so much of it?  I can't even remember all the details of my days when I get home at night, forget remembering anything when I get up the next morning.  Is this the proverbial "life passing you by?"  How do you change that?  How do I make more time when there isn't much I'm willing to give up?  Why are there always more questions than answers?

Anyone?  Bueller?