Tavie blogs i like:
amy
dave foley
mark mckinney
e.mail
archive
andrew
anne marie
barb carr
barb
beth
boing boing
buddy cole
camille
caroline
cartoon brew
craig northey
crissy/alternate link
dave
disney blog
francis
polly mcaffable
gina
goose
jamie
james kochalka
Jersey City DFA
jordan
jim hill
kirsten
kithblog
liz
matt k/word du jour
mike t
passive agressive notes
patton oswalt
post secret
rule the web
rynn
sarah
sarah c
serra
soft communication
tea rose
terry
toothpaste for dinner
tilly
My Flickr account
Subscribe in a reader
my 'currently-reading' shelf:
i want:
wish list
i've read:
goodreads list
Saturday, February 26, 2005
My hair is turning white.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 1:48 AM | shower me with attention
Why are you in Tavie's head? 1:48 AM | shower me with attention
Friday, February 25, 2005
Steph'm and I went to see Laurie Anderson at BAM tonight. She was magnificent. I heard and saw many wondrous, beautiful things. The best was the teeny-tiny camera she hooked to her violin bow so we could go zooming toward her face, and away, and toward it, and away.
She has a very trance-inducing voice, though. I always listen to her when I'm trying to fall asleep. I'd sort of forgotten that, and the sleep debt thing. I didn't fall asleep during the show, but I was in a trance-like state throughout most of the performance.
It was relaxing.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:50 PM | shower me with attention
She has a very trance-inducing voice, though. I always listen to her when I'm trying to fall asleep. I'd sort of forgotten that, and the sleep debt thing. I didn't fall asleep during the show, but I was in a trance-like state throughout most of the performance.
It was relaxing.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:50 PM | shower me with attention
Sis and I went with Brando* to see Man in Gray perform at Luna Lounge, which is being demolished or something soon. It's probably the last show I'll ever see there.
A bunch of people were supposed to come-- Yoda, Captain Annoying and Gal, various and sundry Goils-- but everyone was scared off by being sick, or having their periods, or the fact that it's snowing out. Which, yeah, gosh almighty, it sure is snowing out. But my sweet Kitling was there and it was so good to see her.
MIG kicked ass, my ears are ringing, but gosh it's late and boy, my sleep debt isn't getting any smaller, is it?
*Enter aliases.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:36 AM | shower me with attention
A bunch of people were supposed to come-- Yoda, Captain Annoying and Gal, various and sundry Goils-- but everyone was scared off by being sick, or having their periods, or the fact that it's snowing out. Which, yeah, gosh almighty, it sure is snowing out. But my sweet Kitling was there and it was so good to see her.
MIG kicked ass, my ears are ringing, but gosh it's late and boy, my sleep debt isn't getting any smaller, is it?
*Enter aliases.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:36 AM | shower me with attention
Thursday, February 24, 2005
Kindly indulge me.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:48 PM | shower me with attention
Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:48 PM | shower me with attention
Wednesday, February 23, 2005
This story (link c/o Boing Boing) is so, so sad.
It makes me want to cry.
I think I really seriously need to volunteer at an old-age home or something. I feel too shy to do that, but maybe if I push myself.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:24 PM | shower me with attention
It makes me want to cry.
I think I really seriously need to volunteer at an old-age home or something. I feel too shy to do that, but maybe if I push myself.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:24 PM | shower me with attention
Mom and TJ are back from Peru and they have brought me 3000 grams of fingering-weight baby alpaca yarn. Six bags, ten balls a bag, 50 grams a ball. That's more than six and a half pounds of yarn.
It's obscene. It's obscene. My stash is now obscene. I have so much yarn I could start my own company. I'm rich beyond my wildest dreams.
What am I going to make with 3000 grams of fingering-weight alpaca?
Oh lord. I'm getting drool all over the keyboard.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:14 PM | shower me with attention
Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:02 PM | shower me with attention
It's obscene. It's obscene. My stash is now obscene. I have so much yarn I could start my own company. I'm rich beyond my wildest dreams.
What am I going to make with 3000 grams of fingering-weight alpaca?
Oh lord. I'm getting drool all over the keyboard.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:14 PM | shower me with attention
Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:02 PM | shower me with attention
Ottumwa.
Ottumwa.
Ottumwa.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:00 AM | shower me with attention
Ottumwa.
Ottumwa.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:00 AM | shower me with attention
Tuesday, February 22, 2005
Restless.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:58 PM | shower me with attention
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:58 PM | shower me with attention
We took Miz Peņa to the tapas place near work to conclude her birthday extravaganza, and stuffed ourselves silly. I ate the biggest damn steak you ever saw. I think I'm going to have a heart attack or something. It was great. And I didn't touch a grain of rice nor a drop of sangria.
...
Is it weird that when I was younger I found beards creepy and now I find them sexy? Especially goatees? Wha happen'?
Oh, well, at least moustaches are still creepy.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:04 PM | shower me with attention
...
Is it weird that when I was younger I found beards creepy and now I find them sexy? Especially goatees? Wha happen'?
Oh, well, at least moustaches are still creepy.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:04 PM | shower me with attention
Monday, February 21, 2005
Oh oh oh! I finished knitting Peņa's birthday cap just in time, an hour before dinner! It came out beautifully. It was a simple skull cap with a ribbed brim (unfolded) and I knitted this skull (the larger one) in the center on the front. It was my first try at intarsia (2-colour, you laymen) knitting and it wasn't nearly as hard as I'd thought. I need some practice but it ended up just beautiful. I used Rowan Wool Cotton in black, with the skull in purple.
I'm so pleased. I wish I'd gotten a picture of it before I gave it to her, but my mom has the camera in Peru with her.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:42 PM | shower me with attention
I'm so pleased. I wish I'd gotten a picture of it before I gave it to her, but my mom has the camera in Peru with her.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:42 PM | shower me with attention
We ended up having Peņa's birthday dinner at that hipster Mexican place on Stanton. It was good. They forced me to eat cheesecake. Just a little. They literally shoved it down my throat. (No they didn't. I'm only allowed to eat meat tomorrow...)
I left my book at The Penthouse yesterday, I think. What will I do? What will I read all week?
Must try to stretch the crossword out as long as possible. Thank god it's an acrostic week.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:31 PM | shower me with attention
I left my book at The Penthouse yesterday, I think. What will I do? What will I read all week?
Must try to stretch the crossword out as long as possible. Thank god it's an acrostic week.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:31 PM | shower me with attention
DAY OFF slept til noon DAY OFF slept til noon DAY OFF slept til noon!!!
I am not smart.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:31 PM | shower me with attention
I am not smart.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:31 PM | shower me with attention
Sunday, February 20, 2005
I hate August Strindberg. I think he's a misogynist fuck. I love Strindberg and Helium.
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
Also, observed yet again the impossibility of imparting the emotional impact of childhood associations on adult acquaintances who had never experienced them. The Metropolitan Museum of Art is indelibly linked with this book and this film (and this one, as well, but the book more than the movie) for Kirsten and me, but it's impossible to translate those experiences for adults.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 7:43 PM | shower me with attention
Why are you in Tavie's head? 7:43 PM | shower me with attention
So, I saw The Gates. What a colossal waste of time, money and materials. I don't just think it's ugly; I'm actively annoyed that everyone is referring to the colour of this eyesore as "saffron", when it is clearly orange. Saffron is not orange.
Anyway, my mistake in forgetting that people are flocking to see this crap all around my favourite museum, to which Kirsten and I managed to coax Yoda from his cave. We'd arranged to meet him in "the lobby"-- no more specific than that, mea culpa-- which was packed more tightly than I'd ever seen it before with spillover from Gates-gapers. We did manage to find each other, however, and we took him on our rather haphazard standard tour. (Did they move William? I couldn't see him anywhere, and I think they took down some duck porn, too.)
I hope Yoda had fun. He's hard to read.
On the way home we stopped at H&M and I bought two skirts, because apparently it's okay for me to spend all my money willy-nilly. (Well, they were extremely cheap, though. And I need new clothes, like I've said before.)
Why are you in Tavie's head? 7:24 PM | shower me with attention
Anyway, my mistake in forgetting that people are flocking to see this crap all around my favourite museum, to which Kirsten and I managed to coax Yoda from his cave. We'd arranged to meet him in "the lobby"-- no more specific than that, mea culpa-- which was packed more tightly than I'd ever seen it before with spillover from Gates-gapers. We did manage to find each other, however, and we took him on our rather haphazard standard tour. (Did they move William? I couldn't see him anywhere, and I think they took down some duck porn, too.)
I hope Yoda had fun. He's hard to read.
On the way home we stopped at H&M and I bought two skirts, because apparently it's okay for me to spend all my money willy-nilly. (Well, they were extremely cheap, though. And I need new clothes, like I've said before.)
Why are you in Tavie's head? 7:24 PM | shower me with attention
Last night we had a slumber party at erin's house; she wasn't there, but Cheryl moved in with her last week for the start of her temporary stay, and we went over to keep her company. We watched Garden State, which I found disturbing because I'd never before noticed how much Zach Braff looks like Andrew; this was disturbing because I find Zach Braff incredibly attractive. (Although Andrew is, of course, attractive, I am not remotely attracted to him, for he is my brother.*)
So that was creepy. The movie was sweet, though.
*In all but blood.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 1:14 PM | shower me with attention
So that was creepy. The movie was sweet, though.
*In all but blood.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 1:14 PM | shower me with attention
