Thursday, August 19, 2010
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
ATO Ho!
Fraternity Brothers, written by Yannis Pappas
"Three fraternity brothers reunite after ten years. A Ditch Film written by Yannis Pappas directed by Jesse Scaturro starring Louie Katz Ali Wong Rory Scovel & Yannis Pappas"
Thursday, August 12, 2010
I'd Post an Adorable Picture Here But
My camera (a Canon PowerShot SD880 IS Digital Elph) crapped out again. Well, let me explain. First it was awesome, then flash started popping and smoking just like one of those old square flashbulbs that you'd put on your Dad's Polaroid camera. Then it was too late to return it, so I just took photos without flash unless absolutely necessary and then with good warning to all involved. Then the camera crapped out a few weeks ago. Now, when I say "crapped out," it still takes photos, but I can't get them off the camera without removing the disk and putting it directly into a printer (or new camera) because of a "communication error." Who doesn't communicate with errors from time to time, eh? Then suddenly a week later or so it started downloading pictures and uncrapped itself. But last night it crapped itself again and still today I get a "communication error" message when I try to download photos. On the upside, the flash still smokes, which makes using the camera sort of fun still and dangerous.
New camera: Still on the list of things that I'm sure once I own will make me deliriously happy and satisfied in life.
In the meantime, I will continue to take pictures with El Smoking Cam Cam that may or may not be seen by the public. Stay tuned.
UPDATE:
"Communication error" problem fixed! I did some research on the internets and found some advice someone had given another someone about the same problem, stating that storing over 1,000 photos on a memory card will prevent the photos from being uploaded via the camera onto a computer. So I deleted about 500 old pictures and you know what? We're back in business! (The flash still smokes. No idea what to do about that other avoiding taking flash pictures to close to the subject or spraying your hairdo with AquaNet at the same time)
New camera: Still on the list of things that I'm sure once I own will make me deliriously happy and satisfied in life.
In the meantime, I will continue to take pictures with El Smoking Cam Cam that may or may not be seen by the public. Stay tuned.
UPDATE:
"Communication error" problem fixed! I did some research on the internets and found some advice someone had given another someone about the same problem, stating that storing over 1,000 photos on a memory card will prevent the photos from being uploaded via the camera onto a computer. So I deleted about 500 old pictures and you know what? We're back in business! (The flash still smokes. No idea what to do about that other avoiding taking flash pictures to close to the subject or spraying your hairdo with AquaNet at the same time)
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
For the Very First Time
Doodle and John, NYC ~ March 2010
Doodle came up to me and John on the sofa yesterday meowing for a little TLC, and John reached out to pet her. She wasn't alarmed, she just walked around in a few circles as she's prone to do, and his hand touched her back. As she moved, his hand smoothed over the length of her back and he ended up with a meathook full of fur. She could stand to be brushed, it's hot here these days. I think they'll be fast friends. Until, that is, he pulls her tail, which is bound to happen. I'll keep her nails clipped in the meantime.
By the way, it was Doodle's birthday on August 7, which after ten years I had actually forgotten until my mother reminded me. With the baby and all, there was no time for remembering, let alone a Birthday BLOWGANZA like we've had in years past. Coincidentally, when she sent the text, I had just left the pet store with a new catnip toy, some cat grass, and Doodle's favorite food. Though I was shopping to prepare Doodle for another weekend alone in the house, I must have known subconsciously.
Happy Eleventh (64th) Birthday, Doodle! I love you!
When I'm 64
Songwriters: Mccartney, Paul;Lennon, John
When I get older, losing my hair, many years from now
Will you still be sending me a valentine, birthday greetings, bottle of wine?
If I'd been out 'til quarter to three, would you lock the door?
Will you still need me, will you still feed me when I'm sixty-four?
You'll be older too
Ah, and if you say the word, I could stay with you
I could be handy, mending a fuse when your lights have gone
You can knit a sweater by the fireside, Sunday mornings, go for a ride
Doing the garden, digging the weeds, who could ask for more?
Will you still need me, will you still feed me when I'm sixty-four?
Every summer we can rent a cottage
In the Isle of Wight if it's not too dear
We shall scrimp and save
Ah, grandchildren on your knee, Vera, Chuck and Dave
Send me a postcard, drop me a line stating point of view
Indicate precisely what you mean to say, yours sincerely wasting away
Give me your answer, fill in a form, mine forever more
Will you still need me, will you still feed me when I'm sixty-four?
*another coincidence: this is the song my mother sings to John
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Baby Spoon: More Impressive Than the Sweet Potatoes
John, Long Island ~ August 8, 2010
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We tried giving John is first official taste of solid food over the weekend with a little sweet potato and Enfamil mash. In my opinion, it tasted metallic and terrible, but that's because of the formula, which tastes metallic and terrible, yet baby can't seem to get enough of the stuff. At least he enjoyed the spoon, which he promptly pushed into the back of his throat to choke himself. Learning is fun!
Friday, August 06, 2010
Life's Tough: Remedies for the Whole Family
For Daddy:
For Mommy:
For Baby:
For Mommy:
For Baby:
(Contains morphine. 1 grain (65 mg) morphine per fluid ounce, to be exact)
It should be a good weekend!
Thursday, August 05, 2010
A Woman's Work is Never ___________
Hello!
Sorry I've been MIA of late, guess I've been busy being a mother, a working mother. I could say there's no glory in motherhood (they wouldn't even light up the Empire State Building for Mother Theresa for cryin' out loud!) but ask me again whenever John smiles or laughs at me, and I'll retract that statement.
My little sweetie pie is growing fast and doing all kinds of new things like laughing, drooling, grabbing faces, glasses, and necklaces and rolling over on his sides. And he's got two bottom teeth poking out. Pretty soon he'll molt from a mole person into a mobile person. That's going to be a hoot.
Speaking of hoots, Auntie Jenn made this sunburst bib for John. Doesn't it manage to look delightful despite the dollop of puke on the front?
PS Doodle's been good. She won't use her new litter box (but hasn't used the bed), hates her new food (my bad, this working mother tried to save time by ordering a similar thing online, negativo resultivos), she ran away (again), she caught another mouse (again), and she killed it in the bathroom. Again. So, Mouseville took another hit and things are status quo in Doodleville.
John, NYC ~ August 3, 2010
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Meet You on Niagara Street
Buffalo, New York, circa 1908. "Erie County Savings Bank, Niagara Street." 8x10 inch dry plate glass negative, Detroit Publishing Company. View full size.
Baby's Got a Brand New Play Spot
When John was a wee wee little one, he didn't need much room for much of anything. Now that he's rolling over and on the brink of being mobile in the self-powered way, I decided it was time to designate a nice comfy corner for him in which to play. His "Uncle" DeeAnne purchased these delightful interlocking foam floor tiles by Skip Hop for just such a purpose, and I set them up yesterday afternoon. I learned this morning that the new romper "room" isn't just a great place for baby to hang out in his Fisher Price Kick 'n' Play bouncy seat, but it's also suitable for Mommy to get down and do her 7 Minutes of Magic Qi Gong DVD. I wonder if it is also a nice place for Mommy to nap? Baby got up at 3 a.m. today. Oh, baby...
Friday, July 23, 2010
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Johnny Johnny Quite Contronny How Does Your Garden Grow?
When I was home on maternity leave, I spent a lot of time over at my sister Whipcreamy's house. She and her hubby have a lovely backyard they work on most every weekend which upon buying the place they brought back to life with a wonderful lawn, plants and flowers. Upon seeing it, JD suggested they grow some vegetables. It was planting season afterall, and he urged that they get the stuff in the ground as soon as possible so as not to miss the window. Back in the day when this City Mouse did a stint Upstate as a Country Mouse, he tried a vegetable garden himself by tossing a bunch of seeds into a patch of dirt and had some pretty good success with it. He had enough of a return to produce a tiny salad, afterall. The way he described the process, he made it seem easy, but we were all daunted by the idea nonetheless.
Intrigued, I decided the garden idea was goin' down, no matter what our objections were. Whip and Hubby tossed all the rocks out of a corner of the lawn that got the most sun and tilled the soil. I bought a boatload of different seed packets at the Dollar Store in town, and one night over a few glasses of wine and PBRs we banged it out. Sure, we had a book to guide us, but no, we really didn't know what the hell we were doing. We just plopped the seeds in the dirt into dedicated rows as neat as we could be, highlighted the rows with some string tied to old tent stakes with the designated packets on top, and then crossed our fingers to see what happened with water, sunshine, and time. We named it John's Garden.
I present you with a photo of a newly-planted John's Garden:
Anne and John ~ May 4, 2010
Anne and John ~ July 2, 2010
Lesson learned: More often than not, it pays to just bang something out even if you don't know what the hell you're doing. So what if its not perfect? If we waited for perfect, we'd have no zucchini. Or John, frankly.
Intrigued, I decided the garden idea was goin' down, no matter what our objections were. Whip and Hubby tossed all the rocks out of a corner of the lawn that got the most sun and tilled the soil. I bought a boatload of different seed packets at the Dollar Store in town, and one night over a few glasses of wine and PBRs we banged it out. Sure, we had a book to guide us, but no, we really didn't know what the hell we were doing. We just plopped the seeds in the dirt into dedicated rows as neat as we could be, highlighted the rows with some string tied to old tent stakes with the designated packets on top, and then crossed our fingers to see what happened with water, sunshine, and time. We named it John's Garden.
I present you with a photo of a newly-planted John's Garden:
Anne and John ~ May 4, 2010 And some of the results:
Anne and John ~ July 2, 2010 Lesson learned: More often than not, it pays to just bang something out even if you don't know what the hell you're doing. So what if its not perfect? If we waited for perfect, we'd have no zucchini. Or John, frankly.
GTL 1905 Style
The Jersey Shore circa 1905. "Atlantic City, on the beach." Surf, sand and Steeplechase Pier in the distance. Detroit Publishing Co. View full size.Do you think The Situation would recognize this Jersey Shore? How could he? The view's the same from the gym, the tanning booth, and the laundromat.
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Mother's Little Helper
I like to keep plenty o' the "appetizing, stimulating tonic" around here. It's "essential at this time."
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Got Crabs?
I made this recipe for dinner last night, after having seen it on Dan Eaton's Cooking at Home segment on NY1 in the morning. Now, folks say that Dan creeps them out a little bit. Sure, his voice is on the high side and his hair is on the 80's side, but he invented a good and easy crab cake. I'll be sure to keep checkin' in with Dan and his recipes now that I have a baby, and I have to cook stuff. The days of Saltines for lunch and Miller Lite for supper are over.-------------------------------------------------------------
Homemade Crab Cakes - Dan Eaton
SERVES: 8
INGREDIENTS:
1 pound canned, pasteurized crabmeat
8 slices white sandwich bread
1/3 cup finely diced red pepper
1/4 cup finely diced red onion
1/4 cup finely diced green onion
1 heaping Tbs Dijon mustard
1/2 cup mayonnaise
Olive oil for sauteing crab cakes
Tartar sauce and sliced tomatoes for serving (optional)
PROCEDURE:
For 1 pound of crabmeat, you'll need to cut the crusts off of 8 slices of bread and finely dice it and throw it into a large mixing bowl.
Take a few minutes to pick through the crabmeat to make sure there aren't any small pieces of shell in it and then add it to the bowl with the cubed bread and add 1/3 cup finely diced red pepper and 1/4 cup each of finely diced red onion and green onion and then add 1 heaping Tbs of Dijon mustard and 1/2 cup mayonnaise and mix everything together.
This amount of crabmeat will make 8 medium sized crab cakes and you'll want to shape them into equal sized 1-inch thick patties.
Cook the crab cakes in batches or in one large nonstick pan with a splash of olive oil until they're golden brown on both sides and hot all the way through.
HINTS:
Feel free to cut this recipe in half by buying 8-ounces of crabmeat instead of 1-pound. Jumbo lump crabmeat is more expensive than back fin crabmeat….either one works fin although there may be more bits of shell to pick out of the back fin meat.
Serve the individual crab cakes with a little tartar sauce and some sliced tomatoes if you like or with a simple tossed green salad.
SERVES: 8
INGREDIENTS:
1 pound canned, pasteurized crabmeat
8 slices white sandwich bread
1/3 cup finely diced red pepper
1/4 cup finely diced red onion
1/4 cup finely diced green onion
1 heaping Tbs Dijon mustard
1/2 cup mayonnaise
Olive oil for sauteing crab cakes
Tartar sauce and sliced tomatoes for serving (optional)
PROCEDURE:
For 1 pound of crabmeat, you'll need to cut the crusts off of 8 slices of bread and finely dice it and throw it into a large mixing bowl.
Take a few minutes to pick through the crabmeat to make sure there aren't any small pieces of shell in it and then add it to the bowl with the cubed bread and add 1/3 cup finely diced red pepper and 1/4 cup each of finely diced red onion and green onion and then add 1 heaping Tbs of Dijon mustard and 1/2 cup mayonnaise and mix everything together.
This amount of crabmeat will make 8 medium sized crab cakes and you'll want to shape them into equal sized 1-inch thick patties.
Cook the crab cakes in batches or in one large nonstick pan with a splash of olive oil until they're golden brown on both sides and hot all the way through.
HINTS:
Feel free to cut this recipe in half by buying 8-ounces of crabmeat instead of 1-pound. Jumbo lump crabmeat is more expensive than back fin crabmeat….either one works fin although there may be more bits of shell to pick out of the back fin meat.
Serve the individual crab cakes with a little tartar sauce and some sliced tomatoes if you like or with a simple tossed green salad.
How Do I Do It?
NERVINE, of course.
Hey. Wait a minute. I've gone through every pocket of my purse. I'm out of NERVINE! Need large package ASAP.
What Happens Las Vegas
John, NYC ~ July 19, 2010--
I mentioned earlier that John got a ride in his first ExerSaucer on his four-month birthday, and JD named it The Las Vegas of Playtime because John gets such a kick out of it. Ironically, it is a medieval-themed version with King and Queen, Jester, etc, and looks not unlike the Excalibur Hotel.
Lately we've been playing a game where JD will "fly" John around the room and into Las Vegas: "We're now landing in Las Vegas International Airport, where the time is 4:20 pm and the temperature a comfortable 108 degrees..." And then he plops the baby down in the seat, and we usually have the following conversation with him as he bops around in there and has his mind blown:
- Good afternoon, Sir. Welcome to the Excalibur Hotel. Are you checking in? Do you need help with your bags?
- Here are you keys, Sir. Suite 5000. Yes, the Dom is chilling in your room, everything is as you requested.
- Dinner is at 6:30. Shall we draw a bath in the meantime for you, Sir?
- Have you had too much to drink, Sir?
- Would you like another drink, Sir?
- Is this dealer cold? Would you like to switch tables?
- You're crying. Have you had enough of Las Vegas?
- No? Would you like another drink? Can I interest you in the roulette table?
- Have you tried the slots? Please swivel around and enjoy the buffet.
- Glad you're having a good time.
- You're drooling, Sir. There's a big puddle betwixt your toes. Or is that pee?
- As the Mayor of Las Vegas, I would like to present you with the Keys to the City.
- Sir, I noticed you got sick on yourself. And you're crying again. And you may have made a little bean pie in your pants. Did you make a little bean pie in your pants? Whoa! Excuse me, Sir? If it's no trouble, might you warn me before you belch your drink of formulakkah in my face? Okay. Can I escort you to your room? Are you ready to leave Las Vegas? You can always come back...
Monday, July 19, 2010
Saturday, July 17, 2010
Time for a Re-Post: Dick in a Green Track Jacket
Remember Dick in a Green Track Jacket? I didn't, either, until tonight. Man, I love remembering things.
Most of the time, anyway.
Enjoy.
Friday, July 16, 2010
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Big Birthdays in Las Vegas
John turned four months old yesterday. Since he's outgrown his "lie around on the Boppy pillow and get a flat head while Mommy watches The Price is Right" stage, I thought it was a good opportunity to drag out the over-sized toy my boss generously donated to us, an enormous EvenFlo ExerSaucer (ie: Neglect-a-Saucer) which had been living in a jumbo black garbage bag in my foyer.
I was hoping against hope that the baby didn't like it so I'd have a reason to donate the saucer someone who lives in a more appropriately-sized dwelling, but to my chagrin, John is bonkers for it. JD calls the ExerSaucer, appropriately, "The Las Vegas of Playtime." Here is Mr. Las Vegas himself literally in his element:
I was hoping against hope that the baby didn't like it so I'd have a reason to donate the saucer someone who lives in a more appropriately-sized dwelling, but to my chagrin, John is bonkers for it. JD calls the ExerSaucer, appropriately, "The Las Vegas of Playtime." Here is Mr. Las Vegas himself literally in his element:
John, NYC ~ July 14, 2010-
Additionally, John celebrated his four-month milestone this morning with a new trick after Fido's own heart: He rolled over. His Daddy and I cheered, complete with a high-five. Go Johnny, go Johnny, it's your birthday. Now if you don't like what you see, just spin around, you little twerp! This is Las Vegas!
Do You Know What It Sounds Like When Your Neighbor's Soda Can is Empty?
I do.
He's been fishing around for those last few droplets with a straw for five minutes. Now techincally speaking, he could ingest all the remaining moisture if the can were to be crammed down his throat. Just a suggestion, something I thought of this very second.
He's been fishing around for those last few droplets with a straw for five minutes. Now techincally speaking, he could ingest all the remaining moisture if the can were to be crammed down his throat. Just a suggestion, something I thought of this very second.
Shrimp Recipe of the Day
I made this for shrimp recipe dinner last night, and I highly recommend it for its easily acquired ingredients, quick preparation, and zesty flavors which will impress those folks whom generally aren't very impressed with you.
Garlic Lime Shrimp with Black Bean and Corn Salad by Aviva Goldfarb of The Six o'Clock Scramble:
This combination makes for a colorful and delicious summer feast. It can also be transported to a picnic and served at room temperature. Serve it with brown or white rice.
Ingredients:
1 lb. large shrimp, peeled and deveined, and thawed, if frozen
1-1 1/2 limes, juice only, 2 1/3 Tbsp.
1 Tbsp. minced garlic, (4 - 6 cloves)
1/4- 1/2 tsp. kosher or sea salt, to taste
15 oz. canned black beans, drained and rinsed
1 1/4 cups frozen corn kernels, thawed (or use kernels off of 2 - 3 ears of corn)
1 red bell pepper, finely diced
1 Tbsp. olive oil
1/4 tsp. salt (optional)
3/4 cup fresh cilantro, chopped (optional)
1 cup low fat sour cream, for serving (optional)
In a large bowl, combine the shrimp, 2 Tbsp. lime juice, garlic and kosher salt. Refrigerate it for 15 minutes while you prepare the black bean and corn salad. (Meanwhile, prepare the rice, if you are serving it.)
For the salad, in a medium bowl, combine the beans, corn, bell pepper, 1 tsp. lime juice, 1 tsp. oil, the salt (optional), and 1/2 cup fresh chopped cilantro (optional). (If you are using fresh corn, boil or microwave it for about 3 minutes before adding it to the salad.) Refrigerate it until ready to serve.
Heat 2 tsp. oil in a large nonstick skillet over medium-high heat. With a slotted spoon, remove the shrimp from the marinade, reserving the marinade. Sauté the shrimp for 2 - 3 minutes until it begins to turn pink, flipping it once or twice as it cooks. Add the reserved marinade and continue cooking for about two more minutes, until the shrimp is cooked through. Toss it with 1/4 cup fresh cilantro (optional). Serve the shrimp and salad with a dollop of sour cream, if desired.
Scramble Flavor Booster: Stir a little fresh lime juice and cilantro into the sour cream before serving, and dice 1 chili pepper, such as a jalapeño or Serrano chili, into the salad.
Tip:
While the shrimp imported from Asia and Latin America are often not an ideal choice because of the lax environmental and fishing regulations in those areas, there are now more sources to buy U.S. farmed or Canadian wild shrimp which are much better options for the environment. Look for U.S. or Canadian shrimp from brands like Henry & Lisa's Natural Shrimp available at Walmart, Giant Foods, Whole Foods, Harris Teeter, and Publix, or get a list of stores in your area through http://www.ecofish.com/.
SERVE WITH BROWN OR WHITE RICE
Prepare 1 - 2 cups quick-cooking brown or regular white rice according to the package directions. (Or don't. I didn't)
Monday, July 12, 2010
Friday, July 09, 2010
Weird Engagement Photos Part MCMMLVMVMMVXX
Say cheese. No, seriously. Say it. Cheese. You know the expression, "Oh, to be a fly on the wall?" This photo makes me want to be a fully loaded pigeon in the sky.
Her Latest Trick
Doodle, NYC ~ July 6, 2010Baby's arrival, age, and general boredom have affected Doodle's mood of late. I seem to remember a time when she wasn't discontent with her dry food and constantly begging for meaty bits from a can like a dog would, but it's a distant memory. Every time I go into the kitchen now, she whines for food, despite the fact that she gets meaty bits for breakfast and dinner. The problem is, I go into the kitchen a lot these days because the baby needs a bottle every few hours and to Doodle, that means Meaty Bits Time. But if I feed her on every occasion she asks for it, she'll either eat it all and throw it up on the carpets, or not finish it, rendering it useless.
The afternoon I took this picture, she had given up on the posturing with audio after a dozen attempts I ignored, and so she simply sat by her dishes. Cats have tremendous patience; she knows that at some point, someone will give in. Yes, the floor is dirty. And yes, that's Ernie atop her dry food dish in the background, a cherished gift from Aunt Whipcreamy.
We're Having a Heat Wave Alright
And after one look at my electric bill, I'm having a heart attack:
Lame.
Lame.
Thursday, July 08, 2010
Some Magic From Ms. Anya
Anya Garrett & Lisa Levy Pose The Question: Who is THE WOMAN I’M AFRAID OF TURNING INTO?
Combining vibrant expressive portraiture and in-depth psychoanalysis, NYC comedy scene shutterbug Anya Garrett’s photo series THE WOMAN I’M AFRAID OF TURNING INTO promises her viewers catharsis along with chuckles. This showing of Garrett’s all new work will be hosted at HEREart Gallery, with grand opening slated for July 15th, 2010 from 5 PM to 7 PM. Complimentary wine will be served. Admission to the HEREart Gallery is FREE.
Combining vibrant expressive portraiture and in-depth psychoanalysis, NYC comedy scene shutterbug Anya Garrett’s photo series THE WOMAN I’M AFRAID OF TURNING INTO promises her viewers catharsis along with chuckles. This showing of Garrett’s all new work will be hosted at HEREart Gallery, with grand opening slated for July 15th, 2010 from 5 PM to 7 PM. Complimentary wine will be served. Admission to the HEREart Gallery is FREE.
Anya Garrett has photographed celebrated NYC comediennes Abbi Crutchfield, Amy Schumer, Ann Carr, Becky Yamamoto, Carolyn Castiglia, Leah Dubie, Livia Scott, Mara Herron, Ophira Eisenberg, and Sherri Eldin-- as well as herself and her co-producer -- for this exhibition. The project began as a collaboration with “Dr.” Lisa Levy, conceptual artist and self-proclaimed psychoanalyst, who alongside Garrett performed in depth sessions with the subjects about their fears for their future selves. Garrett extracted inspiration from these meetings, allowing her to shoot and create highly intimate portraits of these women in vulnerable yet darkly comedic situations.
HERE
145 Avenue of the Americas
(enter on Dominick Street one block south of Spring)
New York, NY 10013
www.here.org
212.352.3101
ANYA GARRETT is a photographer, filmmaker, and performer. She’s documented the NYC downtown comedy scene for over 6 years and has been recognized multiple times at the ECNY Awards. Anya‘s book containing a full year of daily self portraits, 365(6), was just published. She’s been seen on Comedy Central’s STELLA as well as onstage at UCB. Works in film and television that she has contributed to have been recognized by the Emmy and Webby Awards, and at the NY Television Festival. She’s currently producing a syndicated late night talk show. Sometimes, Anya even sleeps. www.anyagarrett.com
"DR." LISA LEVY is a conceptual artist, self-proclaimed psychotherapist, performer, comedian and advertising art director. As Dr. Lisa, she is the resident psychotherapist for the new GalleryBeat web series from Paul H-O. She also performs psychoanalysis on comedians in her regular show "Stand Up. Lie Down." Lisa also makes conceptual art and has exhibited widely at venues such as White Columns, Artists Space, Printed Matter, The New Museum and the Scope Art Fair. www.lisalevyindustries.com
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Funny, Smart and Interesting Won't Cut Bachelorette Ali's Mustard
"It didn’t feel good letting Craig go at the end of the night because I liked him so much. He is funny, smart and interesting. I am almost smiling when I say goodbye to Craig because I know in my heart that we will end up being good friends after this. Looking forward to seeing him at The Men Tell All.
Until Portugal …"
XO, –Ali Fedotowski on poor ol' Craig Robinson, aka The Poor Man's Peyton Manning
Until Portugal …"
XO, –Ali Fedotowski on poor ol' Craig Robinson, aka The Poor Man's Peyton Manning
photo credit ABC
Come Monday
Come Monday
Headin' up to San Francisco
For the Labor Day week-end show
I've got my hush-puppies on
I guess I never was meant for glitter rock and
roll
And Honey I didn't know
That I'd be missin' you so
Chorus:
Come Monday, it'll be all right
Come Monday, I'll be holdin' you tight
I spent four lonely days in a brown L. A. haze
And I just want you back by my side
Yes, it's been quite a summer
Rent-a-cars and west-bound trains
And now you're off on vacation
Something you tried to explain
And Darlin' it's I love you so
That's the reason I just let you go
Come Monday, it'll be all right
Come Monday, I'll be holdin' you tight
I spent four lonely days in a brown L. A. haze
And I just want you back by my side
I can't help it honey
You're that much a part of me now
Remember that night in Montana
When we said there'd be no room for doubt
I hope you're enjoyin' the scen'ry
I know that it's pretty up there
We can go hikin' on Tuesday
With you I'd walk anywhere
California has worn me quite thin
I just can't wait to see you again
Come Monday, it'll be all right
Come Monday, I'll be holdin' you tight
I spent four lonely days in a brown L. A. haze
And I just want you back by my side
I spent four lonely days in a brown L. A. haze
And I just want you back by my side
~
Written by Jimmy Buffett, 1974
Headin' up to San Francisco
For the Labor Day week-end show
I've got my hush-puppies on
I guess I never was meant for glitter rock and
roll
And Honey I didn't know
That I'd be missin' you so
Chorus:
Come Monday, it'll be all right
Come Monday, I'll be holdin' you tight
I spent four lonely days in a brown L. A. haze
And I just want you back by my side
Yes, it's been quite a summer
Rent-a-cars and west-bound trains
And now you're off on vacation
Something you tried to explain
And Darlin' it's I love you so
That's the reason I just let you go
Come Monday, it'll be all right
Come Monday, I'll be holdin' you tight
I spent four lonely days in a brown L. A. haze
And I just want you back by my side
I can't help it honey
You're that much a part of me now
Remember that night in Montana
When we said there'd be no room for doubt
I hope you're enjoyin' the scen'ry
I know that it's pretty up there
We can go hikin' on Tuesday
With you I'd walk anywhere
California has worn me quite thin
I just can't wait to see you again
Come Monday, it'll be all right
Come Monday, I'll be holdin' you tight
I spent four lonely days in a brown L. A. haze
And I just want you back by my side
I spent four lonely days in a brown L. A. haze
And I just want you back by my side
~
Written by Jimmy Buffett, 1974
The Daily Grind 100 Years Ago
"New York circa 1910. Looking down Broadway from the Post Office. Singer, City Investing and Hudson Terminal Buildings. Detroit Publishing."
Monday, June 28, 2010
Emailing with Tuna the Fish
Anne: "John's growing like a weed. You?"
Tuna: "I'm growing like a weed too. You wouldn't believe how I've changed since the last time you saw me. Pretty soon I won't fit into any of my clothes and I'll be off to school."
Tuna: "I'm growing like a weed too. You wouldn't believe how I've changed since the last time you saw me. Pretty soon I won't fit into any of my clothes and I'll be off to school."
Looks Like It'll Be Christmas in July for Ms. Doodle
Because it's nothing but the best for a kitty who has used the toilet for almost 11 years. I placed an order for the ModKat litter box in black this morning. The ModKat promises revolutionary space-saving design and litter/odor trapping functionality. With a grand total of $231.51, it'd better. No Vermont for Doodle this summer or any other season as far as I can see, but she may find that digging in the dirt is a fine vacation substitute.
"Digging In The Dirt" by Peter Gabriel
Something in me, dark and sticky
All the time it's getting strong
No way of dealing with this feeling
Can't go on like this too long
[Chorus:]
This time you've gone too far [x3]
I told you [x4]
This time you've gone too far [x3]
I told you [x4]
Don't talk back
Just drive the car
Shut your mouth
I know what you are
Don't say nothing
Keep your hands on the wheel
Don't turn around
This is for real
Digging in the dirt
Stay with me, I need support
I'm digging in the dirt
To find the places I got hurt
Open up the places I got hurt
The more I look, the more I find
As I close on in, I get so blind
I feel it in my head, I feel it in my toes
I feel it in my sex, that's the place it goes
[Chorus]
I'm digging in the dirt
Stay with me I need support
I'm digging in the dirt
To find the places I got hurt
To open up the places I got hurt
Digging in the dirt
To find the places we got hurt
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