Tuesday, November 23, 2004

Well now it is official

I guess I do live in a bad neighborhood.
While I was on the phone with Maria and her eminent baby, there were two shots fired right in Haight, like 4 doors down from us. Yeeks!
Then there were literally 4,000 cops in the area within minutes. We knew something serious was up when there was that quick a response. Apparently there was an "altercation" and a cop was dragged by a fleeing car and dragged a little bit and that was when the cop's partner shot 2x. The whole street was closed up.

Today I decided I needed to get my nails done. I met up with Veronica and now my toes are this awesome, ashlee simpson-esque black. I am so pseudo-punk!

Please don't go see Finding Neverland. Of course Johnny Depp was AMAZING, and he has this unbelievably adorable Scottish accent. But the movie sucked a big one.

Also don't go to Starbucks. Especially, don't try the gingerbread lattes. They are perhaps the yummiest thing, EVER.

Veronica's man works for Budweiser (I can really pick 'em) and so she gave me a ride home and two cases of beer and her old expresso maker. SCORE!

Friday, November 19, 2004


Motu in the park. Posted by Hello

ooooh dramatic. Posted by Hello

Before and After, I know the after front is too arty... Posted by Hello

Thursday, November 18, 2004

Reflections

Some things I have done that I swore I would never do:
1) Buy and wear Birkenstocks, sure they are German, but really, let's face it together, they are hippie shoes.
2) Be unemployed for more than a year in a row.
3) Hate and resent my cats to the point I am going to sell them to Gillette or another company that does animals testing.
4) Act like my father.
5) Wear gold.
6) Change my last name when I got married.
7) Blog.
8) Use personal ads to find friends.
9) Listen to Jessica Simpson without irony. This can be extended to Ashlee as well.
10) Watch and like Sex and the City, let’s not even talk about Dawson’s Creek.

and these are just the PG ones...

Tuesday, November 16, 2004

Uhgh

http://abcnews.go.com/US/wireStory?id=256732

This story makes me feel sick.

What are we supposed to do with this sort of information. Marines are killing unarmed, injured Iraqis in Mosques.
I am the last person on this continent to support Bush's infraction into Iraq. But once we are "at war" how are these "soldiers" supposed to differentiate between the "enemy" and the ones they are supposed to be protecting.
I feel like that is some sophisticated thinking we are requiring from 18-26 year old men and women who have been brainwashed by their government.

How are these people supposed to re-enter society when this "war" is over?
This is going to divide the country even further...

my hands are shaking and my palms sweating.

Singles

I love love love the new Snoop and Pharrell single. "Drop It Like It's Hot"

I am in love with Pharrell. He is my guy. Right up there with late 1950's through mid-60's Paul Newman.
Both Sexy MFs. Two dudes I would make a Kristen sandwich with (of course assuming time is flexible, PN is GROSS now.)

Conversely, I hate hate hate the Alicia Keyes and Usher song, "My Boo," which is weird because I like both of the artists.

New Job?

My hair is all long and scraggly. Yet can I make the appointment and spend the $$ to get it cut? Of course not.

So I am walking by one of the literally 12 hair salons in a 4 block radius of my apt and I see the sign "Hair Model Wanted."
I was too embarrassed to go in and volunteer so I went home and called to sign up. Then all these fears started to set in, I imagined myself the center of attention for an entire class of potential hair stylist. Then Joey called. Imagine my surprise to find the lady's name to be Joey, coinciding my newfound obsession with Dawson's Creek. And she is going to "blunt cut" the back and
"piece cut" to frame my face. It is Joey's last test before she becomes a fully licensed stylist and it is just going to be her and the boss of the salon. I went in so she could see my hair, she said I was "perfect." You know people don't say that to me nearly enough. But THAT is what momma is talking about. Two women, cutting and talking about my hair for two hours. I will post before and after shots, I am going in Thursday night.

Last night I bought two bottles of wine. A cabernet sauvignon and a pino grigio. I read in some wine website that this vineyard was putting out wonderful, inexpensive wines with a twist top instead of a cork. We drank the red last night and now I have such a tremendous headache, and here it is like 15 hours later. I should have known since the wine company is called Pepi.

Also I watched the second season opener of Dawson's Creek. It is the one that Jenn's grandpa died. I bawled. I like the relationship between jenn and her gram. But I have to wonder what kind of parents send their child away to their elderly mother at 16? Are children more difficult than at that age?
Also, I think the second season is where I started to dislike the show when it was first on. All these new characters come in like suicide Andi and gay Jack McFee. Also Joey and Dawson finally snog, and I am like, who cares? Where has the tension gone? I am glad that Pacey and Joey are the ones that "end up" together in the season finally.
Yesterday I did like 3 hours of research on Dawson's Creek. There was a big finally that ends the show which is supposed to take place when they are all like 26 or something. Someone dies. Her name rhymes with Jenn and is Jenn.

I wish TBS would start re-running Party of Five. That was a great show...

My head is bumping and the fucking dog next door will not shut up. Wow. I yelled at him through the wall and he stopped. For like 15 seconds.

Monday, November 15, 2004

How does it end up this way?

oops...

But for real. I start watching dawson's creek as a total gas. I thought it would be an entertaining way to spend a depressing morning.
Now it is all I can think about. It was a REALLY good show before they all started having sex with one another.

Dawson and Joey c'mon, they are one of the most unspent sexual tension filled couples of our time. Right up there with Mork and Mindy, Mulder and Scully, Brandon and Andrea.

We want to see the implied lust, real lust (on tv)is sorta creepy and gross...

In other amusing news, Motu and I went jogging today. Then when we got back Motu and I were in bad shape and don't you know we see the hot neighbor from across the street. Honestly, I don't know anyone in this town, how is it when I am sweaty, red, blotchy, and can barely summon enough saliva to respond, does the hot neighbor want to ask me all these questions?

Saturday, November 13, 2004

Sad Day

O.D.P...R.I.P.

A little piece of me has died with him...

Wednesday, November 10, 2004


Beets...they make you pee pink! Posted by Hello

In case anyone is wondering what I want for Christmas...Grammie this means you! Posted by Hello

Rainy Day

As the title suggests, today was a rainy day.

I woke up really early and decided the best way to spend the morning was watching TV shows that I never watch like Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Charmed and not one, but two episodes of Dawson's Creek.

Then I went to Radio Shack and bought a laser pointer. I feel hours and hours of teasing the dog fun...

Currently reading Gore Vidal, The City and the Pillar. I am thoroughly enjoying his effortless prose.

Currently listening to poor, dead, Elliot Smith's posthumously release album, From A Basement on a Hill. It sounds too produced. And before where there were traces of Beatles influence, it seems much more palatable on this album. Not that being influenced by the Beatles is a bad thing, if you have to pay homage to a band...
But I can't not like it. It is very painful, how could it not be from a guy who stabbed himself in the chest to commit suicide...

Tuesday, November 09, 2004

Near Dog Experience

Well I just got back from the dogpark where I was unceremoniously baptized in my latte.
Motu was playing with a 7 month old pit bull. Well the pit-bull, miss foxy brown, was playing, I think Motu was running for his life. And the two of them ran up on the bench and dumped my latte everywhere. pooh!

Last weekend we met with a dog trainer named Linda. She does a doggie rescue as well. And we our training session was winding down, she mentioned that she had a 12 week old female Boston that she needed to place. I immediately volunteered. If/ When we get another dog I want a female. So Linda kept us dangling for the week my parents were here and then called on Friday and said she was going to bring her over. I thought it would be adorable to have her at home when jon got here.
But then Linda called back saying one of her rescues was failing and she was going to have to bring him into the vet. So no puppy that night. Then jon and I talked about it and I found out that Jon really wasn't into getting a puppy right now. It is the beginning of winter and it would be a pain to train. And really we are getting to a point with Motu where he can be left alone and we can trust him to have to start all over again. Jon has been under a lot of pressure at work and I didn't want to add to it. And those of you that remember how well I did when Motu was a puppy will recall I nearly went off the deep end.

Then my father said that it was selfish of me to get a puppy, not in those words exactly but I got his meaning. He was right and so there is no Sister. Isn't that a great name? Jon came up with it.

We will probably get one next year. Jon is afraid we would get kicked out of here if we got another dog too.

So maybe in Feb or March of next year there will be a different Sister. I almost wish I never saw her picture cause she is super cute.

Friday, November 05, 2004

Boo Hoo

Well I am a little late to comment on the state of the nation.
I watched the electoral votes come in with baited breathe. Stupid Ohio...

My parents just left. They arrived here on Halloween.
Halloween in San Francisco is AMAZING. People go crazy! I saw all manner of naked people.
I saw this gay leather man's wiener. I pointed it out to my mom, and we both stared and then talked about it. There had to have been like 250,000-300,000 people at the parade. Everyone was dressed up, except us. Jon and I couldn't get into it knowing the 'rents were coming. I also saw some naked lesbians.

But I have seen more of Sf in the last 5 days than I have in the 4 months I have been here, my father has endless energy! We went to Fisherman's Wharf and went on this very cool submarine from WWII, we took a cable car ride, and ate chowder (must be pronounced Chaw-da, a la the Kennedy accent) and crabs. The next day we went to Alcatraz, which I thought was going to be lame but then it was cool. The cells were creepy even though there were hundreds of other people there.

Then we went and traveled over the Golden Gate Bridge and parked on the other side and then walked over it. When buses go by it makes the whole thing sway and was really quite unnerving. Then we went to Ft Funston, that people told me was very cool and it was, there are these unbelievable bluffs. Motu ran up to it and then I went to look why he stopped so suddenly. It was a shear drop of about 300+ feet. Holy bejezus! We went to Ft. Mason and my mom and I walked around while my dad ran over the GG Bridge and back. He ran like 9 miles in a little over an hour. Very impressive for a guy who has only been running for a couple of years.

Thursday we went to Sonoma, aka wine country.
We only went to two vineyards but this time jon and I bought lots of wine. well my dad bought us a bunch too. I like Sonoma county so much more than Napa. Napa is a little tacky. Sonoma is not as built up and seemed to have more natural beauty.

We rented movies every night, as there wasn't any movies we could all agree on in the theater. We saw, Man on Fire with Denzel Washington. What an AWESOME movie. If you are ever looking for a movie to fulfill your blood lust, this is it. So violent and messy. Also The Day After Tomorrow, which was that apocalypse movie with Denis Quaid. Another surprisingly good movie. It was cool to see the Statue of Liberty covered with huge waves and then snow and jazz. The special effects were really cool.
White Chicks was exactly as you would expect. Sorta lame with like two funny parts that revolve around gay humor. And finally we saw Saved, with one of my favorites, Mandy Moore. Another good movie. I love teen movies and this dealt with teens in an intelligent and meaningful way. I would highly recommend it.

If I ever had to pick between Mandy Moore, Amanda Bynes, Hilary Duff, and Lindsay Lohan, I would have to sacrifice myself. I love those girls!

My parents came loaded with tons of Red Sox paraphernalia, hats and t-shirts. They are so cute. They even brought me a Giants hat (which I have been too lazy to get), and my favorite penuche fudge from Heberts Candy. YUM.

So Motu and I are a little down, and sad. It was a great visit. It is always better to have guests leave you wanting more, you know leave on a high note.

I will send out the links to the pictures soon.

Mariel, you may be amused to note that I got my father describing things as "all jacked up" by the time he left.