print

I needed a birthday card this morning, and found this in the stacks - my first ever screen print, from an at-home, hand blocked trial a hundred years ago:

Liv, 2001(?)

I know it's not especially good, or notable or anything, but it both brought back some fond memories of West Seneca summers, AND made me glad I just signed up for this silk screen workshop at Fleisher (because I could definitely use it).

trained

Gettin' pretty Pavlov-y over here.

When I watch Breaking Bad, I want to eat cinnamon Red Hots.

When I eat cinnamon Red Hots, I want to watch Breaking Bad.

pelo del perro

I don't know why you guys don't all ask me to cook for you way more often.

today's cure is layered up
Velveeta macaroni and cheese
taco meat w/ onions
Taco Bell hot sauce packets
salsa fresca
lots of lettuce
and tiny bit of sour cream.

Hit the spot.  Calling it "El Pelo Del Perro".

down

The littlest cross-stitch points down to my kitchen.

(An I-I-Xmas III gift from HZ).

Dane-o-saur

Another 2006 masterpiece, scanned poorly.

float

I tried out a new thing: semi-permanent hair color*

which I like on my head a lot (in a low-key, tiny-changes kind of way), but not as much on my towels, sheets, pillowcases, duvet.
Nice one, Garnier Herbashine.  Thanks for ruining all my white linens.

*in "Root Beer Float: Medium Dark Brown", in case you couldn't tell by how much my hair looks like one.  A root beer float.
Also, sometimes it takes a hair-color self portrait to really know how crooked your bangs are.  It's non-accidental, I just didn't know it was so extreme.

the (very old) New Scene

from the deepest archives. May 12, 2006.