Saturday, February 26, 2005

I'm almost officially a homeowner. The seller and I have both signed the contract; now, I'm waiting for the inspection to go well--and it should. The winning selection is a 2 bed, 2.5 bath townhouse. Structurally sound, but tacky decor. Lots of wallpaper and gold fixtures. Decorating is the fun part, though. With a little help from the new IKEA, it'll look fabulous. It's been a surprisingly painless process.

Thursday, February 24, 2005

I feel as though I have had many artistic successes in my life. Minor successes, but successes nonetheless.
I also feel that I am better-than-handy with a camera. This being said, never have I ever had any success with the "heads-together-one-person-holding-the-camera-arms-length" shot. The day that Big Gray and I moved into our house we took one. It's ok. Every time Ms. Comrade and I go out we try it. Many, many, many failed attempts and horrid, cheeky, ruddy and chinny photos later we hit the nail on the head.
There is a first time for everything. I'd like to thank Ms. Comrade for never giving up. And for not taking that photograph in color. I'm pretty sure my eyes would have been red, my complexion inexcusable.

My husband's genius band booked a show the same night as the upcoming, twice-annual Bella Coola show. I skipped my usual routine of waking BG up at 6am to say goodbye and slammed the door on my way out.
I hope your show is poorly attended and that the mix in the monitors is WAY off.

Wednesday, February 23, 2005

Xavier Robert's Address?
As I was looking at homes to buy, I encountered Baby Farm Rd. I'm not making this up. This town has some weird names for streets.

How do you all feel about parquet floors?

Tuesday, February 22, 2005

A Tip, courtesy of RP:
If you plan on renting and watching Miike's Gozu, drop some acid first. It might make more sense and you can't possibly be more terrified than I was sober, trying to make sense of that 90 pound woman giving birth to a 40 year old man. And Gozu means "cow head," not that this fact will make it easier to rock your paranoid, fitfull self to sleep later.
I found myself suspicious of the rain.

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