income removal service

The urbandictionary definition today is IRS = income removal service. As in "the IRS folks tried to jack 5 grand off my bank account."

Here are a couple weekend Portland pictures from Christina & Peter's backyard.





Shari just sent me this link for a bookholder! Am I totally gay for wanting one? Is this the final frontier for the lazy American? All that strenuous reading I do.

It was my turn to read one of my stories last night in Group Counseling 'n' Friends which always makes me nervous but that's supposed to be good. My story was about people who have an utter resistance to having a relationship with me deeper than "how was your day at work?" Also at group I bawled my eyes out but I am extremely comfortable doing so with them now. I guess that's progress?

I think this weekend I'll take the kids to the Seattle Art Museum to see all the cars hanging frm the ceiling, and then we'll get strawberries at the market. Yesterday we went to the market and Lolly was in heaven sitting on David's shoulders eating a huge strawberry, then when she was done she chunked the stem into a trash can from way up high on his shoulders. She's the best.

I want to get Davy these Mark Nason shoes. I find them dapper.

godard

I don't usually like musicals but I like this scene. I think this is a Godard movie...I want to see more of them now. I like how the girl's singing isn't great and perfect. Cutie pie.



I'll put some pictures up later of our weekend in Portland. (Xtina, do you have any?)

the pants zone: parachute or non-parachute?

The innernette! You're not connected to anyone so no one's connected to you.



Here's Neil Hamburger having a poolside chat with Tim & Eric. It has the zesty language for those of you offended (though I don't imagine anyone who would keep reading this blog has a problem with it).

i messed with the colors

I wanted pale pale aqua to be the background but blogger wont' do that so oh well. This interview with Supergrass is my favorite ever! The food & wine section of the Guardian interviewed them while they were making dinner, how radtabulous is that.

jell-o with rubbery fruit in it

I slept through my alarm and awoke to a frantic call from Carleen going "ARE YOU RIDING THE VANPOOL TODAY?" I said blearily "no, I'm riding the bus" and Carleen said "I didn't know that" and I said "I didn't either."

Last night David answered the door and there was a man standing there who said "Are you familiar with Dianetics?" David said "You mean the L. Ron Hubbard book?" The guy was glad to hear this, he said "Yes! What do you know about it?" and David said "I know that L. Ron Hubbard bought a million of his own book so it would make the best-seller lists" and the guy said cheerfully "That's true!" Then I forget what else was said but he ended up giving us a DVD on Scientology.

This Onion article made me laugh and laugh and laugh. So did these outtakes of newscaster bloopers. I got an endorphin surge from laughing so much! The grape-stomping one kills me. Gawker also had a thing on the Real Housewives of NY. I am in love with that show and I want to hug and squeeze it. Music sweet music I wish I could caress with a kiss, manic depression frustrated mess.

American Idol last night! I just watched the beginnings of everything and then fastforwarded to what Simon would say. Paula looked pretty good actually. She had her hair up and was wearing a boob tray. I remember the Australian guy singing, I like him okay, he's one of the more likeable people on there. I don't remember what Simon said about him. Syesha sounded good but I got bored quick and Simon says that's bad. The dreds guy seems the nicest and I liked his little song, seemed like he was channeling Beirut with his ukelele but that's okay, and I think Simon liked that guy. Kristy Lee Cook looked super pretty last night but I got bored with her song too. Then the Irish girl's song was sort of annoying so I powered through that one and also my least favorite David, as usual I just got impatient with it. He's got that contrived quality to his voice, like Eddie Vedder. The blonde girl's song wasn't bad, she just personally doesn't seem like a lot of fun.

I just finished my April mix and Chi was nice enough to let me use her cute peapod-smelling-a-flower drawing (? is that a drawing? or some feat of magic?) as the little album cover.



Here's the track list, written very very small:
Shopping Day - Tennis Pro
I’m Not Like Everybody Else - The Kinks
The Recycle Bin - Neil Hamburger
The Walking Song - Turtles
Cut Your Hair - Pavement
Balaclava - Arctic Monkeys
Lightening Strikes The Postman - Flaming Lips
Who? - Brian Jonestown Massacre
Now I Can Smile - The Minders
I Can’t Believe - Apples In Stereo
Gypsum Oil Field Fire - Olivia Tremor Control
Diary of Wood - Circulatory System
Heavenly - Dandy Warhols
Be Kind + Remind - Rogue Wave
Don’t Forget To Breathe - Beulah
Northeast Winter - Mazarin
Don’t Call Me Whitney, Bobby - Islands
Hollow Little Reign - Supergrass
Gronlandic Edit - Of Montreal
Today (lullabye) - Michael Armstrong


Right now I'm listening to the news on Adam Carolla about an all-gay cemetery in Copehagen. Now how about that. What are YOU dong?

**I just remembered today is the day that General Lee surrendered to the North at the Appomatox courthouse. This day is a big deal in the south. My grammy grew up in Appomatox and she said they used to have the day off school. Surreal.

winner winner chicken dinner

Friday was Trophy Cupcake day where we were on a mission for the limited edition chocolate-graham-marshmallow cupcakes. We went with Ann-Krestene, Jen, Rachel & their kids to get these pieces of m'fing heaven. Here's the link to the video of them being made on Martha Stewart, if you can be bothered. Ann-Krestene took these awesome pictures.





Then today after picking up daddy at the airport we went back to Trophy.

it's too loud and i'm too old

Saturday night I thought about not going, but I knew I had to find the fun. I don't go to shows all the time these days, duh I have kids, and I'm getting old so I get tired at like 6:30. But David was having a record release so I got a babysitter and drove through the snow (yes, snow! I just about turned around) to the King Cobra. It only took me about 45 mintues to find parking on Capitol Hill (harumph) but my soccer mom kids-these-days grumpiness went away as I walked to the venue, past Neumo's where loud goodness was pouring out and past the Comet where more loudness and fun people were and I was suddenly so glad to be here. I'm so in love with this city! Thank you Jesus in the sky for such fun friends and good music everywhere. Here are some pics of that night by Sound on the Sound. David sewed this outfit. By hand. G-g-g-gay! It's pretty fantastic.





Pillow fight during the last song.







I'm still finding feathers everywhere five days later.

Oh - their new album is called Are You There, God? It's Me, Tennis Pro. hee hee


(art by the inimitable Dawn Cerny)