Wednesday, March 26, 2008

status: busy

I haven't updated this blog in quite a while. Sooo, here's what I've been up to:

got Ink pushed into my skin • stung IN THE NECK by a hornet • organized every closet in my house • got even more ink pushed into my skin • drove to Northampton for lunch with a friend • went to a diner with my Father • drove around the back roads of Amherst • poured some lip balm • settled my open market schedule for the summer • went to a party where seven dogs were in attendance • painted the basement • started packing for vegas • watched the most fucked movie I've ever seen • new Auto Club album • ice cream with Myk • ate a hamburger within a grilled cheese sandwich • taxes are done • more lunches with other friends • new sneakers • live music

Friday, March 14, 2008


I have a closet in my kitchen that has become a Fibber McGee and Molly situation. Over the past year I have simply just packed that closet with random junk. It's bad. Opening the door reveals a solid wall of STUFF.

But... Yesterday I cleaned it out! I found all sorts of things that I had been looking for... a fiber optic christmas tree, some painting that I'm going to re-purpose for the diner I'm building, and all sorts of plastic crap bought at flea markets among other things.

I organized the entire closet with new shelving and everything has it's own nook. It's now an obsessive compulsive's dream closet.

What an exciting life I lead. sigh.

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Yes, it is true.

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Monday, March 10, 2008

Down for the count.

On Saturday, 2 friends and I went to visit Paul, so he could push some ink into our skin.

Curly decides he wants to go second. So Jay goes first and gets a tattoo on the back of his neck. Quick and painless, like an old ink veteran.

Next, Paul draws up the stencil for our first-timer, slaps it on his arm and then Curly plunks down in the chair, ready for his first tattoo ever.

Paul gets two lines done and notices Curly starting to fidget and get clammy.

Paul asks how he's doing, and Curly says " I think I'm gonna..." and before he can finish his sentence it's LIGHTS OUT!

Curly passed out cold.

He's only out for maybe a minute. All of a sudden, Curly's eyes shoot open, he forgets where he is and what's going on, and starts flailing his arms around, mumbling "I gotta get out of here! I gotta get out of here," while trying to jump out of the chair. He's flailing his arms around so wildly that Paul thinks he's going to punch him. Paul is blocking his head so Curly doesn't deck him, Jay is laughing and I'm running around looking for orange juice. (Orange juice is really good to drink during tattoo sessions as it's high sugar content is great for replenishing energy that you use up when your body fights the tattoo pain. Also, it's delicious.)

Paul keeps saying, "Curly. Curly. Don't try to get up, you'll just fall over. Curly. Curly." Finally, Paul just grabs him by the shoulders and pushes him into the seat so he doesn't start running around and injure himself.

Curly then realizes where he is, settles down, and apologizes. Paul assures him that it happens sometimes, and not to worry. Paul gets him some cool towels for his neck and face, and some orange juice to drink.

Half an hour later, Paul starts again on Curly's arm and it was no problem. He's already talking about getting another one. hehehe

Friday, March 07, 2008

I call this...."Blurry cat in sweater"

This photograph of Dolemite in his party sweater isn't blurry because he couldn't sit still. It's blurry because I was laughing too hard and thus couldn't hold the camera steady.

He's actually really good at posing in his sweater. This is due largely to the fact that when he's wearing it, he thinks his legs don't work. As soon as that sweater is on him, he just stands there, motionless, or flops onto his back. It's weird.

Thursday, March 06, 2008

High School Hellcats

"Cry Baby" is one of my favorite movies. I've heard rumors of this musical for years and now it's finally happening. It's on Broadway starting March 15th. I'm so excited.

Monday, March 03, 2008


Since about January first, I have been meaning to take down my Christmas tree. And This weekend, I actually did.

In my defense, my Christmas tree is not actually very Christmas-themed. It's pink and decorated with candy, so having it up that long isn't really that bad... it's not really very "Holiday-ish.". It's not green with Santa heads and reindeer or anything... because, you know, THAT would be tacky.

So now it's sitting in a box on my porch. I haven't taken it down to the basement yet because I don't want to rush it. Baby steps, man, baby steps.