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Friday, October 31, 2008
I was almost crushed to death tonight. I make it a point never to be in the Village on Halloween night, and somehow, goddammit, there I was, trying to get to the PATH from the wrong side of the street, and being crushed on all sides, unable to move, locking my arms around my ribcage so my lungs wouldn't be crushed, almost frozen from the panic, trying not to cry or hyperventilate, and the fucking police didn't help matters by crushing metal barriers against the people on the fringe to shove us even further back against each other. There were babies there, I was scared for them too. And a gang of kids almost got into a fight with another gang of kids, right up against me and I swear I thought they were going to pull out a knife. This after one of the longest and most stressful work days ever. (I am a very stressed-out koala.)
I survived it and made it to the F train, if not the PATH, and am crashing at my parents' place instead. I want to go to bed and not wake up for a very long time.
On a more positive note, I finally got that issue of Geek Monthly and read Kyle Lemmon's article about the KITH. I wish it was available online, or that I had access to a scanner right now, but since it isn't and I don't and I'm too wound up to sleep, I'm going to go ahead and transcribe it. Kind of a throwback to when I was a teenage geek (as opposed to the pushing-30 geek I am now) and had time to do nothing but sit around transcribing hard-to-find articles for fellow rabid fans. And if you read the article through to the end you'll see why I bother now:
The Misfit Heroes: The Kids in the Hall come to town.
words: Kyle Lemmon
Let's face it, the millennial culture is aching for nostalgia acts. The Dark Knight is grapple-gunning its way toward the top of the domestic gross box office charts, Weezer just released another self-titled/colored album, and this decade apparently proved to have a short shelf life when the oughts slid under the microscope over at VH1 this past summer. You can blame all this on the growing need for an anchor during these uncertain times, but you can't help but be seduced by the charms of yesteryear or yesterday. You can now add the Toronto 1990s comedy troupe The Kids in the Hall (KITH) to the list.
The critically acclaimed and relentlessly incendiary comedy act went on their first major tour in six years in 2008. The string of 30-plus dates winked at the fact that many of the "Kids" were approaching 50 in the tour's title, "Live As We'll Ever Be."
If beloved KITH characters like Buddy Cole, Cathy and Kathie, Chicken Lady, Gavin and the Headcrusher don't ring any bells, then "these are the facts we know, we know, these are the facts we know." Discovered by comedy mogul Lorne Michaels, creator of Saturday Night Live The Kids in the Hall are Dave Foley, Bruce McCulloch, Kevin McDonald, Mark McKinney and Scott Thompson. The name of the group came from Sid Caesar who, if a joke fell flat, would attribute it to "the kids in the hall", referring to a group of ravenous baby-faced writers loitering outside the studio. The sketch comedy group forever left a mark on our collective funny bones in America when their half-hour comedy show debuted on cable's HBO in 1989.
Since the last KITH episode aired, the five members have skittered off in various directions, coming back together for the ill-received 1996 KITH movie, Brain Candy , and nostalgic tours in both 2000 and 2002. In the interim, Dave Foley starred in the beloved NBC sitcom NewsRadio and continues to post sketches on superdeluxe.com. McCulloch released a few comedy albums and helmed a (most likely axed) sitcom called Carpoolers on ABC. McDonald extended his resume with guest cameos on That '70's Show and Arrested Development, as well as with brilliant animated movie voice work. McKinney was on Saturday Night Live for a few seasons after the Kids called it quits, and Thompson continues to be his flamboyantly funny self in his one-man show, Scottastrophe!
The troupe made a name for themselves as post-punk spokesmen for the dregs, loners and generally misunderstood denizens of society. The new shows aimed at recapturing the erstwhile spirit that hovered over the Kids during their heyday. Topics for the new show (filled with over 80% new material) are bits about demon spawn babies, death, American obesity, sex, homosexuality and, of course, religion. The punk aesthetic remains.
"Not everyone would agree we were post-punk, but Dave [Foley] would certainly agree with that," explains Kevin McDonald. "We wrote in a post-punk way about young things like girlfriends or boyfriends and first jobs when we were young people. We're taking that same post-punk attitude, if you want to call it, and applying it to having children or getting our first gray hair." Unlike other recent throwback acts, KITH aren't pandering to fans' memories.
The "least popular member" of the troupe acknowledges that it was a miracle that the group reassembled-- a sentiment echoed by founding member and lead writer Bruce McCulloch. "The writers' strike actually helped us because it gave us time to set aside some time to write out new sketches." That opening in their busy schedules created a domino effect and the ideas floated in. It resulted in two cinema verite sketches, one entitled "Car Fuckers", filmed by the cult TB show Arrested Development's Russo brothers. "Those guys pioneered that approach and it helped us get them done in one day," McCulloch says.
The new tour has ended, but the Kids are silent on what their next move will be. The internet movie community continues to buzz. A rumored movie title, Death Comes to Town, supposedly to come out in 2010 via Canada's Telefilm, turned out to be "absolute rumor, nothing more," according to the Kids' publicist, Nina Weissman. The group keeps their plans close to their chests, but McCulloch lets some information slide when prodded. "Part of this tour was to see where we were int he world. We didn't know if anyone would come. Geeks have powers but I'm not sure if anything has changed for us. We wanted the new movie-- if we do it-- to be less tied down to a narrative. Brain Candy was too narrative-driven, so this one will only have a narrative just for an excuse for sketches." McDonald stirs in some maybes concerning the future of the ensemble. "Next might be a miniseries or it might be a movie." Like old pros tossing back whip-smart lines like hand grenades, McCulloch finishes, "We may do nothing."
One thing's for certain: The Kids in the Hall are back and they are arguably better than ever. McCUlloch's cultivated his expertise behind the camera, a perfect segue into a possible director's slot for a KITH movie. Their writing remains fresh and topical, and it's helping the Kids move past their tiffs after the financial disaster that was Brain Candy. McCulloch is glad they took the time way from their day jobs for this reinvigoration and sometimes total disregard of old formulas. "Just to write keeps it fresh. By nature, if you're creating something, it does that. We kind of like our old sketches but we have a complicated relationship with them. We've all never wanted to be the Beach Boys, so we keep it fresh by writing and performing something you don't know that well."
KITH want to keep pushing and invariably eating the envelope. They just have to agree on what is tasteful. McKinney remembers a time when he was pleading for a sketch t the CBC (Canadian Broadcasting Corporation). "The central premise was that a cat was being bounced from one side of the freeway to the other, slowly turning into a little scrap of fur while the owner was trying to call it in the backyard. You would get a little piece of whatever someone said when a piece of the cat hit them. It was kind of funny, but at the time our producer was a cat owner."
Though they're young at heart, the troupe realize their age. Some of the Kids have their own children and all of them are approaching 50. McDonald wonders what the group would be like in a parallel universe. "If we were 20 years younger and starting a troupe, I guess we would know everything. I would have my iPod, we would be shooting stuff in the interim, and we'd probably perform live a lot less. Who knows how good we would be on tours." Despite KITH's slow tread toward the Information Age, they enjoy some of the younger sketch comedy groups like Human Giant and Flight of the Conchords. The Kids work within their own twisted world. Gut Spigot salesmen walk alongside beer-guzzling Super Drunks, and McCulloch's hilarious take on the unrecognizable dance trends of the recent past is spot-on.
The past isn't an issue when you've got the present to contend with, though. During a San Francisco show in May, Thompson failed to gauge the drop into an orchestra pit and hurt his back. The troupe realized that though they might be middle-aged comedians working in an agesit industry, their loyal fans don't feel the same way. Several days later their MySpace page read: "Some of you may have heard that Scott fell off the stage on May 10th in San Francisco, during the encore. He was taken via ambulance to the local hospital after the show and checked out as a precaution-- he is doing fine and is planning on being onstage in Portland this evening." Thoughtful comments poured onto the site.
That update was posted by the Kids' Myspace page supervisor, a seriously dedicated fan who goes by the name of Tavie. The Kids don't consider themselves Luddites, but since they don't have an official site of their own they decided to let the New Jersey fan steer their internet presence. On Tavie's own site, the self-proclaimed "nerd" writes about her early introduction to KITH in an authorial third-person narrative. "At the age of 15, Tavie made two important discoveries: One, that she was not enjoying high school at all and would not continue to attend it; two, that Kids in the Hall was the best tv program ever made in the history of the world. Both of these discoveries would influence her life greatly in the years to come."
Tavie is the voice of a subculture that grew up watching KITH's sidesplitting antics and, like their icons, they grew up, too. Although the Kids can now appreciate how McCulloch's "He's Hip, He's Cool, He's 45" recurring character felt, the sketch's pang of loneliness (a KITH hallmark among characters like the Nobody Likes Us duo, the Axe Murderer or the Sizzler Sister) still rings as true.
Thompson agrees that the Kids still have that salving power for the misfits of the Youtube and Blu-ray generation: "There are a lot of geeky kids that come to our show. Most of them are socially awkward, like big girls and guys with very thick glasses, with heavy science fiction habits. I think a lot of people that consider themselves misfits identify with us. Our show is populated with people that in many other comedy shows would be considered losers, but in our show they're kind of the heroes." Hopefully those misfit heroes will have something to look forward to from the five comedic superman from the '90's.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:46 PM | shower me with attention
I survived it and made it to the F train, if not the PATH, and am crashing at my parents' place instead. I want to go to bed and not wake up for a very long time.
On a more positive note, I finally got that issue of Geek Monthly and read Kyle Lemmon's article about the KITH. I wish it was available online, or that I had access to a scanner right now, but since it isn't and I don't and I'm too wound up to sleep, I'm going to go ahead and transcribe it. Kind of a throwback to when I was a teenage geek (as opposed to the pushing-30 geek I am now) and had time to do nothing but sit around transcribing hard-to-find articles for fellow rabid fans. And if you read the article through to the end you'll see why I bother now:
The Misfit Heroes: The Kids in the Hall come to town.
words: Kyle Lemmon
Let's face it, the millennial culture is aching for nostalgia acts. The Dark Knight is grapple-gunning its way toward the top of the domestic gross box office charts, Weezer just released another self-titled/colored album, and this decade apparently proved to have a short shelf life when the oughts slid under the microscope over at VH1 this past summer. You can blame all this on the growing need for an anchor during these uncertain times, but you can't help but be seduced by the charms of yesteryear or yesterday. You can now add the Toronto 1990s comedy troupe The Kids in the Hall (KITH) to the list.
The critically acclaimed and relentlessly incendiary comedy act went on their first major tour in six years in 2008. The string of 30-plus dates winked at the fact that many of the "Kids" were approaching 50 in the tour's title, "Live As We'll Ever Be."
If beloved KITH characters like Buddy Cole, Cathy and Kathie, Chicken Lady, Gavin and the Headcrusher don't ring any bells, then "these are the facts we know, we know, these are the facts we know." Discovered by comedy mogul Lorne Michaels, creator of Saturday Night Live The Kids in the Hall are Dave Foley, Bruce McCulloch, Kevin McDonald, Mark McKinney and Scott Thompson. The name of the group came from Sid Caesar who, if a joke fell flat, would attribute it to "the kids in the hall", referring to a group of ravenous baby-faced writers loitering outside the studio. The sketch comedy group forever left a mark on our collective funny bones in America when their half-hour comedy show debuted on cable's HBO in 1989.
Since the last KITH episode aired, the five members have skittered off in various directions, coming back together for the ill-received 1996 KITH movie, Brain Candy , and nostalgic tours in both 2000 and 2002. In the interim, Dave Foley starred in the beloved NBC sitcom NewsRadio and continues to post sketches on superdeluxe.com. McCulloch released a few comedy albums and helmed a (most likely axed) sitcom called Carpoolers on ABC. McDonald extended his resume with guest cameos on That '70's Show and Arrested Development, as well as with brilliant animated movie voice work. McKinney was on Saturday Night Live for a few seasons after the Kids called it quits, and Thompson continues to be his flamboyantly funny self in his one-man show, Scottastrophe!
The troupe made a name for themselves as post-punk spokesmen for the dregs, loners and generally misunderstood denizens of society. The new shows aimed at recapturing the erstwhile spirit that hovered over the Kids during their heyday. Topics for the new show (filled with over 80% new material) are bits about demon spawn babies, death, American obesity, sex, homosexuality and, of course, religion. The punk aesthetic remains.
"Not everyone would agree we were post-punk, but Dave [Foley] would certainly agree with that," explains Kevin McDonald. "We wrote in a post-punk way about young things like girlfriends or boyfriends and first jobs when we were young people. We're taking that same post-punk attitude, if you want to call it, and applying it to having children or getting our first gray hair." Unlike other recent throwback acts, KITH aren't pandering to fans' memories.
The "least popular member" of the troupe acknowledges that it was a miracle that the group reassembled-- a sentiment echoed by founding member and lead writer Bruce McCulloch. "The writers' strike actually helped us because it gave us time to set aside some time to write out new sketches." That opening in their busy schedules created a domino effect and the ideas floated in. It resulted in two cinema verite sketches, one entitled "Car Fuckers", filmed by the cult TB show Arrested Development's Russo brothers. "Those guys pioneered that approach and it helped us get them done in one day," McCulloch says.
The new tour has ended, but the Kids are silent on what their next move will be. The internet movie community continues to buzz. A rumored movie title, Death Comes to Town, supposedly to come out in 2010 via Canada's Telefilm, turned out to be "absolute rumor, nothing more," according to the Kids' publicist, Nina Weissman. The group keeps their plans close to their chests, but McCulloch lets some information slide when prodded. "Part of this tour was to see where we were int he world. We didn't know if anyone would come. Geeks have powers but I'm not sure if anything has changed for us. We wanted the new movie-- if we do it-- to be less tied down to a narrative. Brain Candy was too narrative-driven, so this one will only have a narrative just for an excuse for sketches." McDonald stirs in some maybes concerning the future of the ensemble. "Next might be a miniseries or it might be a movie." Like old pros tossing back whip-smart lines like hand grenades, McCulloch finishes, "We may do nothing."
One thing's for certain: The Kids in the Hall are back and they are arguably better than ever. McCUlloch's cultivated his expertise behind the camera, a perfect segue into a possible director's slot for a KITH movie. Their writing remains fresh and topical, and it's helping the Kids move past their tiffs after the financial disaster that was Brain Candy. McCulloch is glad they took the time way from their day jobs for this reinvigoration and sometimes total disregard of old formulas. "Just to write keeps it fresh. By nature, if you're creating something, it does that. We kind of like our old sketches but we have a complicated relationship with them. We've all never wanted to be the Beach Boys, so we keep it fresh by writing and performing something you don't know that well."
KITH want to keep pushing and invariably eating the envelope. They just have to agree on what is tasteful. McKinney remembers a time when he was pleading for a sketch t the CBC (Canadian Broadcasting Corporation). "The central premise was that a cat was being bounced from one side of the freeway to the other, slowly turning into a little scrap of fur while the owner was trying to call it in the backyard. You would get a little piece of whatever someone said when a piece of the cat hit them. It was kind of funny, but at the time our producer was a cat owner."
Though they're young at heart, the troupe realize their age. Some of the Kids have their own children and all of them are approaching 50. McDonald wonders what the group would be like in a parallel universe. "If we were 20 years younger and starting a troupe, I guess we would know everything. I would have my iPod, we would be shooting stuff in the interim, and we'd probably perform live a lot less. Who knows how good we would be on tours." Despite KITH's slow tread toward the Information Age, they enjoy some of the younger sketch comedy groups like Human Giant and Flight of the Conchords. The Kids work within their own twisted world. Gut Spigot salesmen walk alongside beer-guzzling Super Drunks, and McCulloch's hilarious take on the unrecognizable dance trends of the recent past is spot-on.
The past isn't an issue when you've got the present to contend with, though. During a San Francisco show in May, Thompson failed to gauge the drop into an orchestra pit and hurt his back. The troupe realized that though they might be middle-aged comedians working in an agesit industry, their loyal fans don't feel the same way. Several days later their MySpace page read: "Some of you may have heard that Scott fell off the stage on May 10th in San Francisco, during the encore. He was taken via ambulance to the local hospital after the show and checked out as a precaution-- he is doing fine and is planning on being onstage in Portland this evening." Thoughtful comments poured onto the site.
That update was posted by the Kids' Myspace page supervisor, a seriously dedicated fan who goes by the name of Tavie. The Kids don't consider themselves Luddites, but since they don't have an official site of their own they decided to let the New Jersey fan steer their internet presence. On Tavie's own site, the self-proclaimed "nerd" writes about her early introduction to KITH in an authorial third-person narrative. "At the age of 15, Tavie made two important discoveries: One, that she was not enjoying high school at all and would not continue to attend it; two, that Kids in the Hall was the best tv program ever made in the history of the world. Both of these discoveries would influence her life greatly in the years to come."
Tavie is the voice of a subculture that grew up watching KITH's sidesplitting antics and, like their icons, they grew up, too. Although the Kids can now appreciate how McCulloch's "He's Hip, He's Cool, He's 45" recurring character felt, the sketch's pang of loneliness (a KITH hallmark among characters like the Nobody Likes Us duo, the Axe Murderer or the Sizzler Sister) still rings as true.
Thompson agrees that the Kids still have that salving power for the misfits of the Youtube and Blu-ray generation: "There are a lot of geeky kids that come to our show. Most of them are socially awkward, like big girls and guys with very thick glasses, with heavy science fiction habits. I think a lot of people that consider themselves misfits identify with us. Our show is populated with people that in many other comedy shows would be considered losers, but in our show they're kind of the heroes." Hopefully those misfit heroes will have something to look forward to from the five comedic superman from the '90's.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:46 PM | shower me with attention
Happy Halloween and happy 38th anniversary, Mom and Dad.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:22 AM | shower me with attention
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:22 AM | shower me with attention
I am, how you say, cracking? I am cracking. I dread tomorrow.
Happy Hallowhatever.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 1:23 AM | shower me with attention
Happy Hallowhatever.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 1:23 AM | shower me with attention
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
I went to the art supply store today. It made me feel funny - nostalgiac, wistful, excited. It made me miss the things I used to do, the things I lost when I became a Working Adult With Limited Free Time. It made me want to draw and paint. I bought supplies. I can't wait to use them.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:16 PM | shower me with attention
Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:16 PM | shower me with attention
Monday, October 27, 2008
Otaku Japanese PM misses his comic books. Awwwww.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:56 PM | shower me with attention
Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:56 PM | shower me with attention
Sunday, October 26, 2008
I was in the tub when I heard the squeals coming from the living room.
"Tavie, there's a bunny out here!"
"What, a real one?"
I dried hastily, threw on my pajamas, went out to meet the nameless bunny who lives next door.
Yes, nameless. She belongs to Andrew, our young new neighbor two doors down. I saw him from our living room window, sitting cross-legged and trying to herd her back into his apartment. She was too happy to be hopping around on the damp cement of our outdoor hallway, though.
I put on a bathrobe and Kirsten and I went out to help. We learned that Andrew moved in two weeks ago, that he's had the bunny for a year and a half, that he, like Kirsten, loves Dexter - they spent most of the time talking about that show while I took my turn on the cement, cross-legged, talking softly to Bunny. I stayed very still and a couple times she hopped up to me, sniffed me with her wiggly little nose, and almost climbed into my lap. I was 8 years old again, heart melting for a rabbit. I wanted a rabbit so badly at that age. I scolded Andrew for never having named her, and suggested "Dex" as a name - he loves the show, and she lives on the deck - it's good, right?
At some point we ended up bringing Progo out to meet Andrew and Bunny, and the obligatory "Tortoise and the Hare" joke was made.
Kirsten told me later that there was a bit of a meet-cute yesterday, wherein she ran into him with an armload of groceries and he held open the door and introduced himself. What movie is this, again?
He seems a very nice fellow, our young new friend, but I wonder what kind of a person owns a rabbit that he's never named, and what kind of a rabbit-owner has never read Watership Down?
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:14 PM | shower me with attention
"Tavie, there's a bunny out here!"
"What, a real one?"
I dried hastily, threw on my pajamas, went out to meet the nameless bunny who lives next door.
Yes, nameless. She belongs to Andrew, our young new neighbor two doors down. I saw him from our living room window, sitting cross-legged and trying to herd her back into his apartment. She was too happy to be hopping around on the damp cement of our outdoor hallway, though.
I put on a bathrobe and Kirsten and I went out to help. We learned that Andrew moved in two weeks ago, that he's had the bunny for a year and a half, that he, like Kirsten, loves Dexter - they spent most of the time talking about that show while I took my turn on the cement, cross-legged, talking softly to Bunny. I stayed very still and a couple times she hopped up to me, sniffed me with her wiggly little nose, and almost climbed into my lap. I was 8 years old again, heart melting for a rabbit. I wanted a rabbit so badly at that age. I scolded Andrew for never having named her, and suggested "Dex" as a name - he loves the show, and she lives on the deck - it's good, right?
At some point we ended up bringing Progo out to meet Andrew and Bunny, and the obligatory "Tortoise and the Hare" joke was made.
Kirsten told me later that there was a bit of a meet-cute yesterday, wherein she ran into him with an armload of groceries and he held open the door and introduced himself. What movie is this, again?
He seems a very nice fellow, our young new friend, but I wonder what kind of a person owns a rabbit that he's never named, and what kind of a rabbit-owner has never read Watership Down?
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:14 PM | shower me with attention
Saturday, October 25, 2008
It's a blustery, drizzly day. Gina One-Arm and I walked to the A&P to buy groceries and almost blew away. I got attacked by a filthy white tarp.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 6:12 PM | shower me with attention
Why are you in Tavie's head? 6:12 PM | shower me with attention
Thursday, October 23, 2008
My job title is completely nonsensical, by the way. I'm not in I.T.
In case you were wondering. I'm just an Admin.*
*My favorite catch phrase of the year.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:35 PM | shower me with attention
In case you were wondering. I'm just an Admin.*
*My favorite catch phrase of the year.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:35 PM | shower me with attention
From: Tavie
Sent: Thursday, October 23, 2008 5:11 PM
To: Chris
Subject: FW: cats
I think emails between me and my roommate are like prose poems.
Octavia "Tavie" Phillips
Lead System Configuration Analyst
________________________________________
From: Tavie
Sent: Thursday, October 23, 2008 5:10 PM
To: Gina
Subject: RE: cats
STOP USING YOUR ARM
Octavia "Tavie" Phillips
Lead System Configuration Analyst
____________________________________
From: Gina
Sent: Thursday, October 23, 2008 5:04 PM
To: Tavie
Subject: Re: cats
i am playing with the heat and think it may be working
On Thu, Oct 23, 2008 at 5:00 PM, Octavia Phillips wrote:
I'm obsessing over the idea of drawing/painting Spike. For some reason I am really inspired to sketch him and sketch him until I get it right and then make a painting even though I'm not so good at painting but I really want to. Is that weird?
I want to buy new paints and materials too because I have stuff from like 5 years ago for a painting class but the paints are probably all dried up. I should go to my parents' place and get the palettes and brushes and stuff though since that stuff is still good and it would be a waste of money.
I'm so weird right?
Octavia "Tavie" Phillips
Lead System Configuration Analyst
________________________________________
From: Gina
Sent: Thursday, October 23, 2008 4:57 PM
To: Tavie
Subject: cats
hi,
they need wet food please and sody for us
you the best
--
Anytime that someone says something bad about me or disagrees with me or wants me to do something, I'm going to say "SEXISM" and then continue watching TV. - Myla Tosatto
Why are you in Tavie's head? 5:17 PM | shower me with attention
Sent: Thursday, October 23, 2008 5:11 PM
To: Chris
Subject: FW: cats
I think emails between me and my roommate are like prose poems.
Octavia "Tavie" Phillips
Lead System Configuration Analyst
________________________________________
From: Tavie
Sent: Thursday, October 23, 2008 5:10 PM
To: Gina
Subject: RE: cats
STOP USING YOUR ARM
Octavia "Tavie" Phillips
Lead System Configuration Analyst
____________________________________
From: Gina
Sent: Thursday, October 23, 2008 5:04 PM
To: Tavie
Subject: Re: cats
i am playing with the heat and think it may be working
On Thu, Oct 23, 2008 at 5:00 PM, Octavia Phillips wrote:
I'm obsessing over the idea of drawing/painting Spike. For some reason I am really inspired to sketch him and sketch him until I get it right and then make a painting even though I'm not so good at painting but I really want to. Is that weird?
I want to buy new paints and materials too because I have stuff from like 5 years ago for a painting class but the paints are probably all dried up. I should go to my parents' place and get the palettes and brushes and stuff though since that stuff is still good and it would be a waste of money.
I'm so weird right?
Octavia "Tavie" Phillips
Lead System Configuration Analyst
________________________________________
From: Gina
Sent: Thursday, October 23, 2008 4:57 PM
To: Tavie
Subject: cats
hi,
they need wet food please and sody for us
you the best
--
Anytime that someone says something bad about me or disagrees with me or wants me to do something, I'm going to say "SEXISM" and then continue watching TV. - Myla Tosatto
Why are you in Tavie's head? 5:17 PM | shower me with attention
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
People should not ask questions they don't want to know the answers to.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:50 PM | shower me with attention
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:50 PM | shower me with attention
I would like to paraphrase a line from The Breakfast Club:
My work life is... unsatisfying.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 7:59 PM | shower me with attention
My work life is... unsatisfying.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 7:59 PM | shower me with attention
Thanks to Carl, I found out my glasses are still under warranty and will be replaced for free.
Bad news: It'll take a day or two, so I have no glasses right now. It's hard to work with no glasses and a head cold.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 7:46 PM | shower me with attention
Bad news: It'll take a day or two, so I have no glasses right now. It's hard to work with no glasses and a head cold.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 7:46 PM | shower me with attention
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Let us review the events of this weekend, roughly in order:
I lost my debit card. I had to cancel it. My new one arrives in five to seven business days. Deja vu.
My reading glasses broke. They are jury-rigged together with copper wire. I will get some new ones now. (They're not drugstore reading glasses, they're prescription and mostly for the computer, tv and stuff. I can get along without them but get headaches and eyestrain.)
I returned from a day up in the Hudson Valley looking at foliage to find Gina has a broken arm. A broken arm. A broken arm.
I'm not surprised, mind you - this is Gina we're talking about - but good god almighty. Then I hear that Miss M. and her housemate survived an apartment fire. (All are fine.)
But Jesus, people. Jesus.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:54 PM | shower me with attention
I lost my debit card. I had to cancel it. My new one arrives in five to seven business days. Deja vu.
My reading glasses broke. They are jury-rigged together with copper wire. I will get some new ones now. (They're not drugstore reading glasses, they're prescription and mostly for the computer, tv and stuff. I can get along without them but get headaches and eyestrain.)
I returned from a day up in the Hudson Valley looking at foliage to find Gina has a broken arm. A broken arm. A broken arm.
I'm not surprised, mind you - this is Gina we're talking about - but good god almighty. Then I hear that Miss M. and her housemate survived an apartment fire. (All are fine.)
But Jesus, people. Jesus.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:54 PM | shower me with attention
Saturday, October 18, 2008
My crappy reading glasses, obtained in February, which have been falling apart for months, finally broke today. One of the legs fell right off. I'm typing blind. I can see, but the screen is out of focus and I feel really nauseous looking at it.
I'm not eligible for new frames under my vision plan until next January. Guess I'll be shelling out.
This sucks.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 4:21 PM | shower me with attention
I'm not eligible for new frames under my vision plan until next January. Guess I'll be shelling out.
This sucks.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 4:21 PM | shower me with attention
Friday, October 17, 2008
Happy birthday, Mom.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:56 AM | shower me with attention
Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:56 AM | shower me with attention
Oh, OK, I need THIS issue of Geek Monthly! Well that makes more sense.
At least I know where to find it now.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:04 AM | shower me with attention
Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:40 PM | shower me with attention
At least I know where to find it now.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:04 AM | shower me with attention
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:40 PM | shower me with attention
Sunday, October 12, 2008
Tried to watch the movie The Light in the Piazza, but just cannot stomach George Hamil-tan.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 5:30 PM | shower me with attention
Why are you in Tavie's head? 5:30 PM | shower me with attention
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Welcome to the blogroll, Uncle Tom!
Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:13 PM | shower me with attention
Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:13 PM | shower me with attention
Friday, October 10, 2008
McCain's attacks fuel dangerous hatred: read this article.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 2:39 PM | shower me with attention
Why are you in Tavie's head? 2:39 PM | shower me with attention
Thursday, October 09, 2008
Aunt Barb sent me the evilest knitting site ever. OMG, Vlad the Impaler hats with little impaled people on them. Awesome.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:46 PM | shower me with attention
Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:46 PM | shower me with attention
This picture, taken over 3 years ago by erin, is lowering my blood pressure.
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Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:47 AM | shower me with attention
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Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:47 AM | shower me with attention
I have nothing to say. Here, take a look at the world's cutest cat.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:43 AM | shower me with attention
Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:43 AM | shower me with attention
Tuesday, October 07, 2008
I am not allowed to buy Vermont Common Crackers anymore.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:45 PM | shower me with attention
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:45 PM | shower me with attention
Sunday, October 05, 2008
One place we spent a lot of time this weekend was the Asian supermarket on Staten Island. The place is endlessly fascinating, and I'm sorry to say that I took a lot of gross pictures with my phone and sent them directly to Flickr. So, sorry about the cow feet and pig head photos.
The most mysterious item in the Asian supermarket is this "Essence of Chicken" drink It comes in a small box, like tea, and carries a pricetag of $25. There were several brands of this stuff, and all cost $23-$25. What is this stuff? Why is it so pricey, in a place where everything else is so cheap?
Does "essence of chicken" mean something else in Chinese?
Also, because I don't want to bump my last blog post down, IF ANYONE HAS A COPY OF THE SUNDAY TIMES MAGAZINE/CROSSWORD FROM 10/05/08 (YESTERDAY), PLEASE EMAIL ME!
I know I'm pathetic.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:45 PM | shower me with attention
The most mysterious item in the Asian supermarket is this "Essence of Chicken" drink It comes in a small box, like tea, and carries a pricetag of $25. There were several brands of this stuff, and all cost $23-$25. What is this stuff? Why is it so pricey, in a place where everything else is so cheap?
Does "essence of chicken" mean something else in Chinese?
Also, because I don't want to bump my last blog post down, IF ANYONE HAS A COPY OF THE SUNDAY TIMES MAGAZINE/CROSSWORD FROM 10/05/08 (YESTERDAY), PLEASE EMAIL ME!
I know I'm pathetic.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:45 PM | shower me with attention
Sis and I spent the weekend in Staten Island with our best friend Steph. We realized that next year will be our 25th year of being friends, and therefore we should take a trip. Where should we go?
Also, no crossword this week, I'm bummed out. I think they didn't send the right magazine, or else only the real estate version was saved. Does anyone have a copy of the Sunday crossword from yesterday they can send me?
*sniff*
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:30 PM | shower me with attention
Also, no crossword this week, I'm bummed out. I think they didn't send the right magazine, or else only the real estate version was saved. Does anyone have a copy of the Sunday crossword from yesterday they can send me?
*sniff*
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:30 PM | shower me with attention
Wednesday, October 01, 2008
Francis has been playing with The Wayback Machine and found my page of really sloppy animated gifs from the late '90's.
The internet will haunt us forever, I think.
A'member this?
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:56 PM | shower me with attention
The internet will haunt us forever, I think.
A'member this?
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Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:56 PM | shower me with attention
Sometimes, spending money makes me feel better. I never used to think I was that type of person, but it's true.
I bought myself a trenchcoat, for the rain. It's raining lately. The color is a sort of pea-greenish. Another image of it is here.
It looks nice, it fits me. It's weird hovering between the plus-size and the regular-size.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:40 PM | shower me with attention
I bought myself a trenchcoat, for the rain. It's raining lately. The color is a sort of pea-greenish. Another image of it is here.
It looks nice, it fits me. It's weird hovering between the plus-size and the regular-size.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:40 PM | shower me with attention
