catroken

While I was gone for Thanksgiving, Matt leBlanc knocked around a bunch of stuff in my room.

He broke my tiny naked people inside a skull from San Salvador.  I think we got them in San Salvador.  Regardless, they're broken, and now you can see their insides.  What a jerk.

potpie

Nicole "Paula Dean" DelCollo.

We ate pretty good last night.

C.R.E.A.M.

Last night, after everyone left my house (which was really this morning?) I spent about an hour researching the Wu Tang Clan.  You know - just me, at home, middle of the night, reading up on Rza and the gang til 3am.  It's not that someone was talking about them, or we heard a song or anything, it just became HUGE important that I learned all the things I never learned about them.

Starting this afternoon, I keep remembering various facts about them.  There are so many!  So many Clan members, so many tidbits. I wish my research paper was about them.

seven/one

I'm only going to say one thing about HP and the Deathly Hallows (and it's not a spoiler, Sarah).  By the time I'm ready to really write about it, I'll probably be over wanting to write about it, so you might not ever get a real review.  Anyway, this is more "something to look out for" than anything really about the movie.

THOSE KIDS PACKED SO MANY REALLY GREAT GREY SWEATERS WITH BIG COLLARS.  I think there's like ninety (good sweaters) in that movie.  Sometimes they're wearing like five at a time.

panic

Remember this?  (If you were a teenager in the 90's you probably do.)

I don't know.  I'm trying everything. 
I could start a whole new blog about Trying For White.

blanco

For Lana.  A wacky outfit.  (I'm particularly drawn to the Warhol one, it just seems most in keeping with the concept).

Also maybe I just like them because I wish I could get my hair white like these models.   It's something I've been working on every night since Friday.  I've taken a LOT of people's advice, and have done about fifteen (really) processes and it's just not getting there.  Try, try again...

I'm supposed to tag people, then you're supposed to do it.  If you don't follow through, it's okay, I didn't know if I would either/we will still be friends. Andy, Amber, Siobhan.

skirtuation

There's a thing that happens, where you're on the back of someone's bike, and your skirt is too short/tight/whatever and there's just no good way to do it.  You have to choose to abandon modesty.

Then there's some days that are so so windy (today) and you wear a skirt that's too full, and you're just trying to get someplace, and it's just blowing around like nobody's business, and it's so windy that you can't even hold it down.

I can never seem to wear the right skirt on the right day.

xmas, not ex-mess

I'm starting to think about Christmas shopping, and, as usual, Etsy is a go-to.*

Look at Elizabeth's prints.  So nice!  If I didn't already  have a blender (print from her), I'd go for it (and by "go for it" I mean I'd "ask for one" for Xmas.  I'm working on my own wish list, which will include a Sabres fitted cap, in case things turn out better than so far, a book of my blog (do you know?  They'll make that!  Like a book!), and a "hard copy" of Blokus.

*by "go to" I mean, a source of wish-lists, and "I could totally copycat that craft idea".  Don't get excited.  Probably none of you are getting Etsy gifts.

more places

Colors are pretty wonky, but here's another suggestion of places to be glad you don't have tons of hair.

(ani)mail

NPR is doing this "cherished mail" thing on their blog that'll be interesting.  (Interesting?  I don't know.  Good?  Bad at adjectives today).  And they'll explain it better than me.
SHARE YOUR CHERISHED MAIL.

We're all looking for more projects, right?  I'll do it if you do it.  (Thanks, Nikki).

Tom Tritton

Last night we went to this Philadelphia Photo Day opening.    First we saw a photo by a certain friend of ours that took his picture on the wrong day and falsified the date.  Which is no big deal really, except for the sky in his landscape photo is dark and grey, and in every one of the other other hundreds of photos (that were, presumably, taken on the "right" day) the sky is bright blue with puffy clouds.
We finally found my photograph, in a series of events where alphabetical order was 100% non-helpful.

Dear Tom Tritton,

Who are you?   How did this happen?   Pls stop stealing my pix.

Thanks,
Liedke, Susan

lost

Well, here's something I should have started doing months ago:

("where you left your truck" notes to self.)

N.A.K.

I've had this sweater since like 9th grade-ish, and I don't wear it tons, but sometimes.
It's from Amvets, has someone else's (coincidentally my high school Algebra teacher's) initials on it, and is generally well-recieved.  It's itchy, but I like it anyways, probably for the air of mystery it denotes.  Also it's a sweater that I've worn and washed perhaps literally a thousand times and is still holding up fine.

Anyway, fourteen years later, I'm realizing/getting honest with myself that I might be allergic to it.  Every single time, it happens.  Itchy eyes, itchy throat.  Time to move on?  I can't decide.

pink

It's fine to get to work and let little kids do your makeup with their Disney Princess makeup kits, and then leave it on for a while because it's funny and who cares, until later, when you try to wash it off and the amount of scrubbing/staining involved leaves your face just as pink for the rest of the day.

gif

Sandro has a new blog, and I think it's awesome.

An homage.

Space Prom was good.  Lots of pictures on the 'book, but some good ones are waiting in the wings.  That's a thing, right?

denim

Craftzine has a lot of projects I'm totally uninterested in, but I still read it every day.  Yesterday, this really helpful article about how to make jeans longer.

I am never ever ever going to need those instructions.
Do tall people ever even need those instructions?
Aren't jeans made for tall people?

blue

This muffin turned out to be a pretty big disappointment, too. (Barely berries).

playlist

I am never going to go to sleep.  Maybe this is more of a facebook post.

cards

 

I just got these new cards as a gift (thanks), straight from the tallest peaks of Mount Pikachu.  Each one has a lovely painting of a Peruvian child on it.

The graphic design (as far as functionality) leaves something to be desired, but I still like them a lot.