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Thursday, May 29, 2008
I don't care much for the Star Wars franchise. The films have always bored me, although one of my earliest memories of going to the movies involves a light-sabre fight and calling him "Hans Soda" or "Hans Cola", so I know I saw one of those damn films around the age of three.
No, I don't hold too much nostalgia for the Star Wars movies - I'm more of a Star Trek girl, if I had to pick, and only The Next Generation - but I did realize something recently: watching the death of Yoda as a kid was the first time I realized that one day I was going to die.
Little, rubber, Frank-Oz-voiced puppet = my mortality.
You'd think I'd actively dislike the films more because of this, but no. Despite this fact, I remain indifferent to them. They just bore me.
Star Wars is boring.
Also: vampires.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:59 PM | shower me with attention
No, I don't hold too much nostalgia for the Star Wars movies - I'm more of a Star Trek girl, if I had to pick, and only The Next Generation - but I did realize something recently: watching the death of Yoda as a kid was the first time I realized that one day I was going to die.
Little, rubber, Frank-Oz-voiced puppet = my mortality.
You'd think I'd actively dislike the films more because of this, but no. Despite this fact, I remain indifferent to them. They just bore me.
Star Wars is boring.
Also: vampires.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:59 PM | shower me with attention
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
We'll never forget you, Phil.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:28 AM | shower me with attention
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:28 AM | shower me with attention
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
I was just sitting here, taping together the spine of yet another crumbling paperback and thinking about how much I love crumbling paperbacks and other old books. I just finished reading another old Heinlein of my dad's and found that he had scrawled on the back inside cover, in his ballpoint-Olde English calligraphy*,
The sanguine sun hath bathed each of the slain
Its dying rays attuned to failing breath
And, really, if I'd bought this book new, would I have been treated to that particular coda?
Where did I learn to scribble in books? From my dad. It's okay, though, I won't scribble in other people's books. It's okay to lend me books.
Really, it is.
*Okay, a normal human would "scrawl" in the back of a book; I guess if it's calligraphy, it's not really scrawled.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:04 PM | shower me with attention
The sanguine sun hath bathed each of the slain
Its dying rays attuned to failing breath
And, really, if I'd bought this book new, would I have been treated to that particular coda?
Where did I learn to scribble in books? From my dad. It's okay, though, I won't scribble in other people's books. It's okay to lend me books.
Really, it is.
*Okay, a normal human would "scrawl" in the back of a book; I guess if it's calligraphy, it's not really scrawled.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:04 PM | shower me with attention
Monday, May 26, 2008
We had our first cookout on the deck today, with guests and everything. It was fun. As a last-minute surprise, Andrew and Adam and Geraldine showed up! After three years of trying to get Andrew out to Jersey, finlly, finally, now that I live in Hoboken, he deigns to visit.
Also, a special guest appearane by the lovely Goose-who-is-Hannah-who-will-always-yet-be-Goose-to-me. A few stolen moments with my darling, really. She'll be in town until late July, so we will have some more snuggling later this week. She's in town working for some documentary filmmaker. How cool is that? And Papa Goose lives like a block away from me. I'm in Goose town now.
I made roughly 37 times more lemonade than we needed. It were good, tho.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 6:34 PM | shower me with attention
Fun with Graphicjam, via KITH LJ.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 1:22 PM | shower me with attention
Also, a special guest appearane by the lovely Goose-who-is-Hannah-who-will-always-yet-be-Goose-to-me. A few stolen moments with my darling, really. She'll be in town until late July, so we will have some more snuggling later this week. She's in town working for some documentary filmmaker. How cool is that? And Papa Goose lives like a block away from me. I'm in Goose town now.
I made roughly 37 times more lemonade than we needed. It were good, tho.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 6:34 PM | shower me with attention
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Fun with Graphicjam, via KITH LJ.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 1:22 PM | shower me with attention
Argh. The paper delivery problems begin.
How hard is it to mark my name and/or apartment number on a paper? Why do people steal other people's newspapers?
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:15 AM | shower me with attention
How hard is it to mark my name and/or apartment number on a paper? Why do people steal other people's newspapers?
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:15 AM | shower me with attention
I posted about seeing this at the Disney Store a couple months ago, and mentioning that I should be shot in the head if I ever paid $80 for a snow globe, no matter how much I wanted it. I said I should be punched hard in the head if I ever paid even $40 for a snowglobe.
Well, I wandered into said Disney Store today before the movie started at the mall, and, well... it was marked down to $25.
You can flick me in the head. Lightly. I love this snowglobe.
(It's musical, too. It plays "Candle on the Water".)
(And yes, that's a WNYX prop mug from the "Titanic" episode, on extended loan from Kenny from the Newsradio newsgroup.)
Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:01 AM | shower me with attention
Well, I wandered into said Disney Store today before the movie started at the mall, and, well... it was marked down to $25.
You can flick me in the head. Lightly. I love this snowglobe.
(It's musical, too. It plays "Candle on the Water".)
(And yes, that's a WNYX prop mug from the "Titanic" episode, on extended loan from Kenny from the Newsradio newsgroup.)
Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:01 AM | shower me with attention
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Saw Indy tonight. I enjoyed it a lot - better than Temple of Doom - but one major plot element (really, the major plot point) bothered me a lot. And the climax bothered me a lot-lot-lot. It's that old genre-switch thing. I can't stand that.
I won't post spoilers in case anyone cares about the movie - but, really, I was in it for the Ford anyhow. Rowwwwwwr. I love me an old, sexy archaeologist. Age is no barrier for me. In case you didn't know.
Edited to add: Changed my mind, I feel like posting some spoilers, so I'm going to do the camouflage-text. If you don't care about spoilers, highlight the space below this. If you're reading this on a feed, SORRY - SPOILERS BELOW!
So, the mushroom cloud scene scared the holy fuck out of me. I almost started crying, I had to look away. Explosions like that are one of my recurring nightmares, since childhood.
Anyway, if you've seen the movie, you know that my comment on genre-switching refers to the whole ALIEN plot. E.T.'s and Indiana Jones do not mix. They just do not mix. Gina disagrees - Gina says that they're all supernatural and this one isn't any different in that respect. I disagree; the supernatural elements of the first three movies all matched. They were all based on Judeo-Christian mythology. There were no little green men. Little green men is pure science fiction, and Indiana Jones is not supposed to be science fiction. It just felt really wrong and left a bad taste in my mouth. Luckily, there was enough "other stuff" about the movie - thrills and spills and razzle-dazzle and hot, hot, sexy mofo Harrison "Callista is a Lucky Woman" Ford that I had a blast watching it. It's such a... going-to-the-movies kind of movie. Reminded me of the best movie-going experience of my life, when my family and the Byros all went out to one of those old theatres in Brooklyn and saw Last Crusade together. That was the most fun I've ever had at the movies. This wasn't as fun as that, but it still gave me a happy feeling.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:00 PM | shower me with attention
I won't post spoilers in case anyone cares about the movie - but, really, I was in it for the Ford anyhow. Rowwwwwwr. I love me an old, sexy archaeologist. Age is no barrier for me. In case you didn't know.
Edited to add: Changed my mind, I feel like posting some spoilers, so I'm going to do the camouflage-text. If you don't care about spoilers, highlight the space below this. If you're reading this on a feed, SORRY - SPOILERS BELOW!
So, the mushroom cloud scene scared the holy fuck out of me. I almost started crying, I had to look away. Explosions like that are one of my recurring nightmares, since childhood.
Anyway, if you've seen the movie, you know that my comment on genre-switching refers to the whole ALIEN plot. E.T.'s and Indiana Jones do not mix. They just do not mix. Gina disagrees - Gina says that they're all supernatural and this one isn't any different in that respect. I disagree; the supernatural elements of the first three movies all matched. They were all based on Judeo-Christian mythology. There were no little green men. Little green men is pure science fiction, and Indiana Jones is not supposed to be science fiction. It just felt really wrong and left a bad taste in my mouth. Luckily, there was enough "other stuff" about the movie - thrills and spills and razzle-dazzle and hot, hot, sexy mofo Harrison "Callista is a Lucky Woman" Ford that I had a blast watching it. It's such a... going-to-the-movies kind of movie. Reminded me of the best movie-going experience of my life, when my family and the Byros all went out to one of those old theatres in Brooklyn and saw Last Crusade together. That was the most fun I've ever had at the movies. This wasn't as fun as that, but it still gave me a happy feeling.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:00 PM | shower me with attention
Look at all the intarnets celebritehs!
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Friday, May 23, 2008
Life imitates sketch comedy...???
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:19 PM | shower me with attention
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:19 PM | shower me with attention
Thursday, May 22, 2008
On the settling-in front: there is a leak in G's shower that is weakening the ceiling in my closet. I can't put my things in there until the plumber comes back next week to fix it, and that will take 3 to 5 days. Which means I won't be able to be settled into this room for at least another week-and-a-half, and poor Gina has to shower in my bathroom. (Which I keep fairly clean, by the way. Despite my tendency to shed yards of hair every time I move.)
Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:45 PM | shower me with attention
Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:45 PM | shower me with attention
I'm watching a ridiculous movie, just because Michael J. Fox is in it. I guess I'm still riding that wave of nostalgia.
The early '90's were an interesting time. My ears did prick up at the plot-point concerning Roosevelt Island, though. Hollywood is funny; if they'd tried to build a high-priced hotel there, we would have raised hell. (Although not too much hell, I guess, considering the mess of overpriced condos that are crowding out the green spaces now in my old neighborhood.)
Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:43 PM | shower me with attention
The early '90's were an interesting time. My ears did prick up at the plot-point concerning Roosevelt Island, though. Hollywood is funny; if they'd tried to build a high-priced hotel there, we would have raised hell. (Although not too much hell, I guess, considering the mess of overpriced condos that are crowding out the green spaces now in my old neighborhood.)
Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:43 PM | shower me with attention
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
I asked Mark to provide us with his EW overflow and they're now up on Myspace.
Dis is what I sent to the people:
As a special treat for their online fans, Mark McKinney has graciously shared 37 new photos from his ongoing photo diary of the tour! Check out the album here, only on Myspace!
In unrelated news, DirectTV is pretty cool and so is this new mattress. I want to stay in bed all day and watch tv.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:35 PM | shower me with attention
Dis is what I sent to the people:
As a special treat for their online fans, Mark McKinney has graciously shared 37 new photos from his ongoing photo diary of the tour! Check out the album here, only on Myspace!
In unrelated news, DirectTV is pretty cool and so is this new mattress. I want to stay in bed all day and watch tv.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:35 PM | shower me with attention
Monday, May 19, 2008
Threads like this really bum me out.
I understand the concept that public figures must expect a degree of gossip and speculation about their private lives. That is the way the world works, and I've certainly indulged in my own gossip/speculation about celebrities. But when I happen to know the celebrity in question, it gets a little difficult to read things like "he ditched this one, he ditched that one, what do you expect?"
No one knows what really goes on between a husband and wife but the two of them.
Dave is a wonderful human being who deserves happiness. Crissy is a wonderful human being who deserves happiness. I love them both and I can't help but feel a little protective when the gossip starts flying.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 1:12 PM | shower me with attention
I understand the concept that public figures must expect a degree of gossip and speculation about their private lives. That is the way the world works, and I've certainly indulged in my own gossip/speculation about celebrities. But when I happen to know the celebrity in question, it gets a little difficult to read things like "he ditched this one, he ditched that one, what do you expect?"
No one knows what really goes on between a husband and wife but the two of them.
Dave is a wonderful human being who deserves happiness. Crissy is a wonderful human being who deserves happiness. I love them both and I can't help but feel a little protective when the gossip starts flying.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 1:12 PM | shower me with attention
Sunday, May 18, 2008
I'm tired and dirty and very happy. Thanks to the help of some very good friends, MUCH was accomplished this weekend:
We got Pena moved into her new place. Mostly, Gina and Moose and Squirrel did. Gina hurt herself a bit while moving the tv. It's not a move unless Gina gets hurt.
We found that the super-popular pizza place by Tante Joan's house that I've never been to has a branch in Hoboken. Gina and I ate there two nights in a row. The pizza is fucking exquisite.
My room is 3/4 unpacked. My bed is put together. I can't quite finish until after the plumber looks in my closet to make sure the drip-drip sound I sometimes hear doesn't end up collapsing the ceiling in there. Which means the closet has to be empty. So not totally unpacked. But almost there. All my books are unpacked, and that's the major element.
I found the deli Goose recommended (it was closed, but now I know where it is.)
DirectTV was installed. The sheep was mounted at the head of the stairs, partly to cover the disgusting alien-guts cable doo-dad bringing the tv to our rooms.
Most exciting: I bought a new mattress. I'm luxuriating upon it right now, on my newly-put-together bed. (No more sleeping on the floor!) It's the most expensive thing I've ever bought for myself and it is very, very comfy.
The weekend was not without its misadventures; I broke my key in the door and our neighbor, Adam, had to let me in; G. banged her wrist up pretty good; worst of all, our little gargoyle scared the living wits out of us today - she disappeared, and we thought she'd escaped through the front door or deck door when we weren't looking. It was raining out and Gina freaked the fuck out; she knocked on all the neighbors' doors and I even made a poster to hang. Just as I was getting my rainboots on to go join Gina in combing the neighborhood, the little brat sauntered out into our hallway from god-knows-where (I suspect she was in the storage closet under the stairs) as if nothing had happened. Why she chose to ignore our cries, pleas, treat-shaking and food-opening will be forever a mystery, the answer buried deep in the blackness of her own, coal-black little cat heart.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 7:44 PM | shower me with attention
We got Pena moved into her new place. Mostly, Gina and Moose and Squirrel did. Gina hurt herself a bit while moving the tv. It's not a move unless Gina gets hurt.
We found that the super-popular pizza place by Tante Joan's house that I've never been to has a branch in Hoboken. Gina and I ate there two nights in a row. The pizza is fucking exquisite.
My room is 3/4 unpacked. My bed is put together. I can't quite finish until after the plumber looks in my closet to make sure the drip-drip sound I sometimes hear doesn't end up collapsing the ceiling in there. Which means the closet has to be empty. So not totally unpacked. But almost there. All my books are unpacked, and that's the major element.
I found the deli Goose recommended (it was closed, but now I know where it is.)
DirectTV was installed. The sheep was mounted at the head of the stairs, partly to cover the disgusting alien-guts cable doo-dad bringing the tv to our rooms.
Most exciting: I bought a new mattress. I'm luxuriating upon it right now, on my newly-put-together bed. (No more sleeping on the floor!) It's the most expensive thing I've ever bought for myself and it is very, very comfy.
The weekend was not without its misadventures; I broke my key in the door and our neighbor, Adam, had to let me in; G. banged her wrist up pretty good; worst of all, our little gargoyle scared the living wits out of us today - she disappeared, and we thought she'd escaped through the front door or deck door when we weren't looking. It was raining out and Gina freaked the fuck out; she knocked on all the neighbors' doors and I even made a poster to hang. Just as I was getting my rainboots on to go join Gina in combing the neighborhood, the little brat sauntered out into our hallway from god-knows-where (I suspect she was in the storage closet under the stairs) as if nothing had happened. Why she chose to ignore our cries, pleas, treat-shaking and food-opening will be forever a mystery, the answer buried deep in the blackness of her own, coal-black little cat heart.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 7:44 PM | shower me with attention
Friday, May 16, 2008
I just found out that sarah is going to be in Toronto, too - is, in fact, the reason erin is going! This is all kinds of exciting. It's gonna be like a great big reunion!*
*Won't mention Gina, won't mention Gina, won't mention Gina. My heart is broken that she's not coming.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 1:42 PM | shower me with attention
*Won't mention Gina, won't mention Gina, won't mention Gina. My heart is broken that she's not coming.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 1:42 PM | shower me with attention
Thursday, May 15, 2008
I want to buy a new mattress. My budget is not very big. My current mattress is old and uncomfortable. I have no idea how to buy a mattress, as I've never really bought one before.
I need recommendations, please.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:16 PM | shower me with attention
I need recommendations, please.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:16 PM | shower me with attention
I'm really glad my personal KITH tour isn't over. I'm glad my gubmint stimulus money came at the same time as my bonus, and that I'll get to see everyone one more time, in the place where it all began. It'll be a mini-goil reunion (tragically minus Gina, who can't get off work - this is so depressing to me that I refuse to think about it) - but Cheryl's coming with me, and Erin is flying over from Portland, and of course Kitana will be there. Massey Hall was the first place I ever saw a live KITH performance; it was the first time I was invited to an afterparty and it was just, dammit, where the magic began. We're even gonna stay at Cambridge Suites, the hotel we stayed at during the 2000 shows.
I'm kind of jealous of Lisa and Jenny and their friends over at the KITH livejournal - not jealous that they're making a documentary, per se, although I was part of an aborted attempt at one back in the day, and I am tinged with regret that that never got completed. (Long story short for that is: when the KITH DVDs were still coming out, Dave suggested to Britta at Broadway Video that they include a documentary about KITH fans in the extras section, and suggested me to produce it. They contacted me and we had a couple meetings, and I got some of my filmmaker friends to help me. We even conducted one single, great interview with Erin's friend Brian, who had amazing things to say about the troupe and made us all look really smart. Sadly, Broadway Video's legal department put the kibosh on the project because I wasn't actually on BV's payroll. And the footage is still somewhere in Jordan or Erin's possession, I guess. But I think it might have been really great.)
Anyway, I'm not jealous that they're making a video, because I am no kind of filmmaker. I'm jealous of the "personal" touring they've gotten to do - visiting so many shows together with their friends, filming it all for posterity, bonding as a group while seeing the funniest comedy troupe ever. It's exactly like the Tour2K adventures I had with the Goils. I'm jealous of the bonding, the inside jokes and the road food and the all-nighters and the hanging out with one's heroes. (I've done a bit of that on this tour, but nothing will beat 2000. Nothing should try, because it can't be done.)
I'm glad that they are making a video and I'm glad I got to play my small, behind-the-scenes role in getting it to the attention of The Right People. I like to help. Not my first time doing that, either. I wonder if the guys know just how much behind-the-scenes connecting I've done for them over the years... all the Bellini footage in the DVDs, all the photos in the "Tour of Duty" booklet, the Myspace and Facebook pages... I'm so lucky to have gotten to be involved. I will never not love them.
So, yeah, I'm really happy to have one last chance to enjoy the magic in Toronto. And I hope we have time to do dinner at Marshall's.
And I hope Gina breaks down and tells her boss to stick a sock in his ear.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:42 PM | shower me with attention
I'm kind of jealous of Lisa and Jenny and their friends over at the KITH livejournal - not jealous that they're making a documentary, per se, although I was part of an aborted attempt at one back in the day, and I am tinged with regret that that never got completed. (Long story short for that is: when the KITH DVDs were still coming out, Dave suggested to Britta at Broadway Video that they include a documentary about KITH fans in the extras section, and suggested me to produce it. They contacted me and we had a couple meetings, and I got some of my filmmaker friends to help me. We even conducted one single, great interview with Erin's friend Brian, who had amazing things to say about the troupe and made us all look really smart. Sadly, Broadway Video's legal department put the kibosh on the project because I wasn't actually on BV's payroll. And the footage is still somewhere in Jordan or Erin's possession, I guess. But I think it might have been really great.)
Anyway, I'm not jealous that they're making a video, because I am no kind of filmmaker. I'm jealous of the "personal" touring they've gotten to do - visiting so many shows together with their friends, filming it all for posterity, bonding as a group while seeing the funniest comedy troupe ever. It's exactly like the Tour2K adventures I had with the Goils. I'm jealous of the bonding, the inside jokes and the road food and the all-nighters and the hanging out with one's heroes. (I've done a bit of that on this tour, but nothing will beat 2000. Nothing should try, because it can't be done.)
I'm glad that they are making a video and I'm glad I got to play my small, behind-the-scenes role in getting it to the attention of The Right People. I like to help. Not my first time doing that, either. I wonder if the guys know just how much behind-the-scenes connecting I've done for them over the years... all the Bellini footage in the DVDs, all the photos in the "Tour of Duty" booklet, the Myspace and Facebook pages... I'm so lucky to have gotten to be involved. I will never not love them.
So, yeah, I'm really happy to have one last chance to enjoy the magic in Toronto. And I hope we have time to do dinner at Marshall's.
And I hope Gina breaks down and tells her boss to stick a sock in his ear.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:42 PM | shower me with attention
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
They Might Be Giants and Unkind Donuts offer an excellent encapsulation of my life these days:
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:35 PM | shower me with attention
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:35 PM | shower me with attention
Dos cosas:
1) Feliz cumpleanos, Kitana estimada! Te quiero!!
2) This is the funniest thing Boing Boing has ever posted.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:48 AM | shower me with attention
1) Feliz cumpleanos, Kitana estimada! Te quiero!!
2) This is the funniest thing Boing Boing has ever posted.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:48 AM | shower me with attention
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
I am going to Tour-on-toe on June 5!
Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:23 PM | shower me with attention
Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:23 PM | shower me with attention
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Dear Mom,
You're still the best person I know and the best friend I'll ever have. And the coolest mom of all the moms I know.
Love,
Octavia (Just for you, just today :P )
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:26 AM | shower me with attention
You're still the best person I know and the best friend I'll ever have. And the coolest mom of all the moms I know.
Love,
Octavia (Just for you, just today :P )
Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:26 AM | shower me with attention
Friday, May 09, 2008
Carl Creighton is a great singer-songwriter and you should listen to him sing. His songs are both funny and melancholy. He has a beautiful voice. Just what I need to listen to after a long, hard, exhausting, endless-seeming day of manual labor. (We are now completely moved.)
My favorite song is "Big Arms". I've listened to it about 5 times in a row.
(After some consideration, I should perhaps give Coldplay a chance.)
Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:12 PM | shower me with attention
My favorite song is "Big Arms". I've listened to it about 5 times in a row.
(After some consideration, I should perhaps give Coldplay a chance.)
Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:12 PM | shower me with attention
Getting down to the wire, now. Tomorrow is an early day, we'll work frantically all day long, cleaning cleaning painting moving throwing out scrubbing vacuuming dusting discarding painting cleaning cleaning and then DONE.
Well, done with the old apartment. There's still nothing unpacked and Peņa to move from Hoboken to Brooklyn. But it will be a huge relief to get this shit over with and being to settle into the new place, truly. I'm tired of living out of boxes.
Amid all the madness, I'm working with McKinney to maybe try and get some of the overflow from the EW photolog onto Myspace. A treat for the online fans.
The "Fully Committed" and "Saddest Music in the World" posters are some of the last things that need to be moved to the new apartment. That and the sheep.
(I don't know if I ever mentioned it here because I still haven't discussed the KITH shows in any detail, but I do believe they used this picture in intro slideshow. Very exciting.)
Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:25 AM | shower me with attention
Well, done with the old apartment. There's still nothing unpacked and Peņa to move from Hoboken to Brooklyn. But it will be a huge relief to get this shit over with and being to settle into the new place, truly. I'm tired of living out of boxes.
Amid all the madness, I'm working with McKinney to maybe try and get some of the overflow from the EW photolog onto Myspace. A treat for the online fans.
The "Fully Committed" and "Saddest Music in the World" posters are some of the last things that need to be moved to the new apartment. That and the sheep.
(I don't know if I ever mentioned it here because I still haven't discussed the KITH shows in any detail, but I do believe they used this picture in intro slideshow. Very exciting.)
Why are you in Tavie's head? 12:25 AM | shower me with attention
Tuesday, May 06, 2008
Entertainment Weekly has Mark's tour diary with photos online now!
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
Monday, May 05, 2008
The lighting in here is all wrong. Nothing will feel right until I get the lighting in my room right.
I am very affected by lighting.
Also by the fact that my bed still isn't put together, none of the furniture is where it should be and most of my things are in cartons. Oh, and that I have a lot of stuff left at the old apartment and that I have to go there every day after work this week to clean.
But mostly - the lighting.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:22 PM | shower me with attention
I am very affected by lighting.
Also by the fact that my bed still isn't put together, none of the furniture is where it should be and most of my things are in cartons. Oh, and that I have a lot of stuff left at the old apartment and that I have to go there every day after work this week to clean.
But mostly - the lighting.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:22 PM | shower me with attention
Sunday, May 04, 2008
Bleh.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:49 PM | shower me with attention
Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:49 PM | shower me with attention
Saturday, May 03, 2008
We're in, we're in, we're here. Good lord, but I'm tired.
All the big stuff is in. My bed is not put together, I'm on a mattress on the floor and stealing internet from a neighbor while G tries to set up our network; everything is in boxes and shoved in corners, but we're here. There's still a lot of stuff that has to be brought over from the old apartment - we have until Friday to get everything out and clean and paint over Peņa's accent wall-- but we're here. The turtle is set up in his tank in my new room like he's been there all his life. The cats are freaking out and hiding. We're ready to collapse. Life is good.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:31 PM | shower me with attention
All the big stuff is in. My bed is not put together, I'm on a mattress on the floor and stealing internet from a neighbor while G tries to set up our network; everything is in boxes and shoved in corners, but we're here. There's still a lot of stuff that has to be brought over from the old apartment - we have until Friday to get everything out and clean and paint over Peņa's accent wall-- but we're here. The turtle is set up in his tank in my new room like he's been there all his life. The cats are freaking out and hiding. We're ready to collapse. Life is good.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:31 PM | shower me with attention
Friday, May 02, 2008
