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Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Happy Goose Day! 24 years of Goose! Also, Happy New Year's Eve. Please refresh your browser if you don't see the drunken faerie. I forgot my glasses at home today and everything is out of focus. Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:54 AM | shower me with attention Sunday, December 28, 2008
I had lunch with Goose, Mama Goose, Jacob, Detective Munch and Bunk the gingercat today at Mama Goose's house in Hoboken. Mama Goose lives ridiculously close to me. I will give her cat, Rocket, her thyroid medication if she ever goes traveling. This is a picture of Detective Munch sitting on Goose's lap. He is ridiculously cuddlesome. He's a big, soft jellybean that makes squeaky sounds when he's content and lets you kiss his nose. Why are you in Tavie's head? 3:25 PM | shower me with attention Friday, December 26, 2008
One of my Christmas gifts was the 40th Anniversary DVD of The Sound of Music. Anyone wanna come over and play The Sound of Music Drinking Game? This DVD also has a sing-along feature, which I am utilizing right now with great delight, all by myself. Why are you in Tavie's head? 5:13 PM | shower me with attention Thursday, December 25, 2008
We survived! But next year, I'm having Christmas by myself in a cave on an island in the middle of the sea. More Christmas pics here. Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:36 PM | shower me with attention
Look! Kirsten got me the typographic scarf for Christmas! Uppercase in grey. It is divine. Why are you in Tavie's head? 3:42 PM | shower me with attention
My parents are asleep in my bed; my aunt is asleep on the couch; my sister is asleep in Gina's bed and Gina is awake (I'm wagering) on an air mattress on her bedroom floor. For reasons of insomnia, I've snuck back into my room to use my computer. The world is quiet except for the traffic outside, the rain splattering and my dad snoring. Merry Christmas. Why are you in Tavie's head? 1:10 AM | shower me with attention Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Christmas Eve started out, predictably, with my Dad being loud and obnoxious and rude and driving everyone in the house to the bedrooms to get away from him. Also, some cancellations due to illness. (i.e. no Moose and Squirrel. But it was saved. It was saved because our theme this year is "Regional Americana", and our Christmas Eve meal consisted of a variety of hot dogs and regional toppings (New York, Chicago, LA, Detroit, St Louis, etc - my mom did the research.) To fit with the theme, we also enjoyed surprisingly hot pictures of our shirtless President-Elect before the meal. By the time we all had plates full of grub and A Christmas Story playing on the tv, the evening took a more jolly tone. Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:05 PM | shower me with attention
Happy Festivus! TJ and Kirsten are here, my parents are on their way. Eggnog is chilling and eggs are deviled and ham is glazed (ick) and and and and gotta go! Why are you in Tavie's head? 6:33 PM | shower me with attention Monday, December 22, 2008
There's this Andy Williams song. This one. There's this line, it goes: With the whoop-de-do and hickory dock... I can't stop singing this line, and bastardizing it. Over and over. "With the whoop-de-do and the dippity dong and the zip-de-dum and the la-da-de-dum..." Make it stop. Please. Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:38 PM | shower me with attention Saturday, December 20, 2008
It ain't Christmas without my Colonial Willamsburg gingerbread cookies, is it? We baked it at Steph's in Staten Island this year, since our kitchen is so small. Why are you in Tavie's head? 7:03 PM | shower me with attention
We got a tree! We're baking cookies! The icing on my gingerbread is drying! CHRISTMAS IS COMING! Why are you in Tavie's head? 6:52 PM | shower me with attention
How could no one tell me there was a Pete's Dragon tribute on Pushing Daisies??? An entire episode devoted to my favorite movie?! ZOMG! Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:32 AM | shower me with attention Friday, December 19, 2008
More pictures of snow. I love snow. Friend and co-worker Carl invited me to accompany him to Aimee Mann's 3rd Annual Christmas Show, which I've wanted to attend for three years now! It was a hoot. Fred Armisen was a special guest. Nellie McKay sang a beautiful, sad song about the murder of Christmas trees. She was generally wacky and strange. Paul F. Tompkins delivered much funny. Grant Lee Phillips likewise. We still don't have a Christmas tree. Despite the storm outside, I am determined to rectify that this very night. Why are you in Tavie's head? 5:21 PM | shower me with attention Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Stephenie Meyer, writer of the Twilight horror-romance novels that have taken the teenyboppers-in-fact-and-spirit world by storm* seems to have coined a phrase that she is far, far too fond of. The phrase is "[his/her] eyes tightened". I read these books after hearing everyone at work plus Gina go on and on about them. They reminded me of my grade-school days, passing around (much racier) V.C. Andrews books and taking out dog-eared Sweet Valley Highs from the Brooklyn Public Library. The writing style is about on par with those Sweet Valley ghostwriters. Which is to say, not good. The books are compelling candy, acceptable in small bites. (It's took me about a month to make it all the way through the last one - toothache.) But what the hell is up with that phrase? Who says that? What does it mean? Why does it have to be used every other page? Epic fail, Stephenie Meyer. Eyes can blink, squint, tear, glaze over, redden, widen, narrow, roll, wink or be plucked out and eaten like peeled grapes, but they cannot tighten. It's a meaningless phrase. Stop using it. *For an excellent appraisal of this series, see this article by my friend Gena Radcliffe. Why are you in Tavie's head? 2:16 PM | shower me with attention Tuesday, December 16, 2008
One of my favorite things to look at is snowflakes illuminated by streetlamp light. It's snowing, it's snowing. Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:16 PM | shower me with attention Sunday, December 14, 2008
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Today I did laundry, wrapped presents, went to the Mall and got a gift for my Secret Holiday Pal, ate food and napped. It's a very Sunday sort of Sunday. Why are you in Tavie's head? 6:56 PM | shower me with attention Thursday, December 11, 2008
Poor Andrew is in the hospital waiting for his kidney stones to exeunt. Kirsten and I went to visit him. He was sitting up in bed, watching Seinfeld on a grainy tv and listening to the rain. He had his magazines and his iPhone so he was in decent shape, entertainment-wise, but I got him a book anyway. I think it's important always to have a book on hand. Poor bunny; I hope they take better care of him than they have been so far. Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:26 PM | shower me with attention Wednesday, December 10, 2008
For fun and kicks, read my quack doctor's ratings on RateMDs.com. (I added a review.) Why are you in Tavie's head? 1:14 PM | shower me with attention Monday, December 08, 2008
Look who I caught canoodling on my bed the other day. Sworn enemies, all a-snuggle. Why I never. Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:42 PM | shower me with attention Sunday, December 07, 2008
Yesterday, St Nicholas Day, we revived an old tradition and took a Christmas tour of the city - well, Midtown - and saw all the windows and the tree and snowflake and et cetera, and et cetera. Pictures are here. The best display, surprisingly to me, was at Bloomie's. It's inspired by some new Tony Bennett compilation holiday album and showcases some gorgeous 50's-style painted dioramas. On the other end of the art spectrum were some astonishingly bad paintings on Russian matroyshka dolls (see right), around the corner from FAO Schwartz, the line for which stretched all the way down the block. I took a sad little paparazzi shot of the Whatnot Workshop. The long line was likely full of people trying to buy customized Muppets, something I will probably never get. Sigh. When we got home I made cocoa. Why are you in Tavie's head? 1:02 PM | shower me with attention Saturday, December 06, 2008
Greatest greatest greatest Christmas site ever. Today we took the walking tour of New York at Christmas. Hadn't done it in years. Crowd wasn't as bad as I remembered. Pictures later. I'm exhausted. Why are you in Tavie's head? 5:57 PM | shower me with attention Friday, December 05, 2008
The last present for my Winter Wishes kid arrived in the mail today from Target and like a schmuck, when I ordered it, I didn't pay attention to the dimensions. It's this toy horse set and, OMG, it's fucking ginormous. How the fuck am I gonna mail this fucking thing? Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:41 PM | shower me with attention
ETA: Gina actually pointed the resemblance out to me as we were watching Top Chef the other night. Conversation went: T: He's cute. I love redheaded guys. G: He looks like Billy. T: Oh, YEAH. Like a cross between Billy and Ethan Hawke. Separated at birth: American chef Grant Aschatz (recent guest on Top Chef) and Billy Hot Chocolate Eh? Eh? Why are you in Tavie's head? 1:06 AM | shower me with attention Wednesday, December 03, 2008
We're going to squeeze a real Christmas tree in here as usual, although the only tree we really have room for is this: Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:37 PM | shower me with attention Monday, December 01, 2008
Kids in the Hall to write 'Death Comes to Town' as an 8-episode miniseries for CBC for next fall! Dave confirmed it while hosting the Gemini Awards recently. Why are you in Tavie's head? 7:49 PM | shower me with attention
I'm mad at the normally excellent Cityroom Blog at NYTimes.com for publicizing the make-your-own-Muppet service at FAO Schwartz. Last time I looked it was unavailable due to high demand. How in hell am I supposed to get one if people are gonna go and publicize it? Santa, please please please get me this for Christmas. It looks to be available again, but for how long? This is what I want most. Why are you in Tavie's head? 5:39 PM | shower me with attention |