July 9, 2006
Been busy. Real busy. Been in a parade, been to Interlochen. Got new shoes, drove a boat. Saw some of my favorite people. Worked on some stuff I didn't want to do, didn't work on some stuff I did want to do.
But in addition to all that stuff, I'm exhausted, I'm stressed, I'm questioning my very existence and what I want to do here most is whine about it. But that's not really fun to read or to write, for that matter.
So. On other matters: if you had two little kids, you despise the great outdoors and you had no money to speak of, how would you fashion a vacation with the family? Could visit mom. Or dad, for that ...
January 28, 2006
So I've been enjoying the English booty (I don't mean Keith, at least not in this particular instance, but then I suppose he qualifies and I have been enjoying him, so what the hell, let's include him too) we brought home: Harrod's No. 14 blend tea, Cadbury chocolates, single malts galore. And I've been missing at least one thing we left behind: music. I swear, those Brits may be
whingers, but they have good music.
We listened to a lot of Radio 1, full of brand new pop. I was really taken with
The Feeling (careful - music), especially the new track Sewn and I'm looking forward to their new release in February. ...
January 24, 2006
I've been away in mirrorworld. Toilets have flushers on the right. Cars have steering wheels on the right. You look right when you cross the street. Oversize plugs, outlets that have to be switched on. Mushrooms at breakfast are not thought of as odd.
I couldn't mention the trip here in advance because it was a surprise for Pete. He turned 40 last week and his girlfriend Kerrie threw a bash of epic proportions. Our appearance at the party was just one of the many surprises she put together. It was a ton of fun - we eventually ended up in downtown London, right at the Thames, at the County Hall, which has been, er, repurposed into an ...
November 21, 2005
So I went to LA, on a lark, really. The boys I
blog with out there snagged an invite to
a party at Arianna Huffington's house. How could I miss that?
The party was great, very swanky and geek-star studded. I met some LA bloggers and got to meet Arianna herself, too. She is lovely and utterly elegant. Turns out it was a launch party for a joint venture between
Gawker Media and Yahoo. I spent most of the evening wandering around the enormous but not ostentatious manse like the (relatively speaking) star-struck hayseed I am, drinking Arianna's vodka and marvelling at the artwork on her walls. (Jasper Johns!
example)
The ...
March 1, 2005
3:52 Ugh. Roll over. Toss off the covers. Too hot: body furiously burning off gin.
5:32 Momentary amusement at the numerical anagram, but it just won't do. I was hoping for something in the 9's, maybe the 8's in a pinch.
6:20 I give up. Hard as I try to bash my circadian rhythms into submission by means of alcohol and sleep deprivation, it wins out every time. I'm awake. No meaningful hope for any more sleep.
(transcribed off a sheet of note paper from the Sea View Inn)
It's this way every time I visit LA. I plow through my time there, pushing myself onto crazy left coast time by sheer force of ...
February 16, 2005
And it's on to South Bend, Indiana
Flat out on the western plain
Rise up over the Rockies
And down on into California
Out to where but the rocks remain
And let the sun set on the ocean
I will watch it from the shore
Only a few more days and I'll be in LA. I can't wait. I'm busy doing all the things that feel imperative - deciding what music to put on my Palm, printing out maps, figuring out a book to bring, washing my shoes. It was that last one that made me step back and think twice about all this busywork. I'm sure the trip will go well and I will come back to house and husband all in ...
