we’re gonna have lasagna

Posted: September 19th, 2022 | Tags: | No Comments »

this interview with karen o took me BACK. loved this bit:

Do you mentor other women artists?
No one’s really taken me up on my offer yet. Maybe my invitation has been too soft. I’m a pretty awkward person, so maybe I have to lean in a little bit more and be like, “You’re meeting me here. We’re gonna have lasagna. It’s gonna be delicious. We’re gonna go deep.”

my skeleton burst into doves

Posted: September 18th, 2022 | Tags: | No Comments »

meant to capture this months ago — thank G for tabs-that-stay-open-five-months (WOOF) — but i loved cristina milioti’s favorite things, especially this bit:

6. Crossing over the Manhattan Bridge
I have lived in New York for a million years, and when I am in a taxi with the windows down rumbling over the Manhattan Bridge — and I can see the skyline and the Brooklyn Bridge and the Statue of Liberty — I can’t believe that I live there after all this time. I always stop everything I’m doing and I just stare out the window at the majesty of where I live, and that the city continues to run and thrive, and it’s been through so much and it holds so much. It’s like a little prayer.

i felt this in NYC, too — riding in a taxi (a rare treat), with the windows down, though it didn’t have to be over the manhattan bridge — you really got that surge of NYC beauty and possibility.

electrocuting himself with his own greatness

Posted: September 15th, 2022 | Tags: | No Comments »

lately i’ve been just dragging on THE GRIND. getting up so early, being in charge, all the pressure to get grants and program constantly and make it fun for everyone, do it all right, it’s a GRIND. a delightful, beautiful, soul-expanding grind. in other news, this is just about my favorite sentence this year.

remember this

Posted: September 5th, 2022 | Tags: | No Comments »

passed this abandoned covid testing site in el paso and it felt like something out of a dystopian novel. what a time we lived through (are living through).

i think i’m entering my flop era

Posted: September 5th, 2022 | Tags: | No Comments »

marlon brando was 48, i.e., my age, when he filmed the godfather. aging has been ~on my mind~, so this is a bit of a stinger. do i look his age? i guess i kind of do? i’m trying to just roll with it (what else is there to do) but folks, time really is a mothereffer.
marlon brando, courtesy of vintage everyday

speaking of, i’m watching the godfather right now and i still think diane keaton was miscast. is there any hollywood juice on this front?

i’m not dead!!!!!

Posted: August 10th, 2022 | Tags: | No Comments »

hi everyone, i’m still alive, hanging on, like voldemort when he gets zapped by harry potter. i plan on getting back to the blog ASAP, as soon as i get more people at work and there’s any time at all to chill. MORE TO COME TK TK TK

back back back, but am i permanently back?

Posted: May 18th, 2010 | Tags: | No Comments »

guys! i’m back! maybe even permanently!

a lot has happened since my last post. i can’t even begin to detail the things that have happened. actually i can. they include:

  1. three years going by
  2. quitting yahoo!
  3. moving to portland for 2.5 years and really liking it
  4. dating a dummy
  5. swimming in the mediterranean
  6. my stepdad dying
  7. making my zine
  8. moving to marfa


maybe my next blog post will list EVERYTHING that happened in the three years since i last posted. but guessing that will not happen. but the thing is, what i’m saying here is: i’m back to blogging. it sounds ridiculous but seriously folks: i live in marfa now, and i want to document it.

wearing ridiculous outfit

Posted: March 5th, 2007 | Tags: | No Comments »

today i’m wearing a pair of ridiculously terrible pants. they could’ve been better, with the right shoes, or right shirt, with just a little thought put into them, but instead i wore them with perhaps my weirdest shirt and definitely my weirdest shoes (the toning sneakers). so it’s like weird + weird + weird = really weird outfit. i fortunately brought a pair of ballet flats as back-up, so i took off the weird sneakers, but the jeans are way too long for those, so i have to fold the them up inside my pant leg, which makes things only marginally better. i also replaced the shirt with a shirt i found in my work drawer, which i once took off in a fit of “this shirt sucks,” but it’s better than the current one, so there you go.

last night i woke up at 11:45pm and then again at 4am. my heart was beating about work and inhaling spiders up my nose and i couldn’t go back to sleep till 5am.

alarm went off at 5:20am.


welcome back, coke zero

Posted: January 30th, 2007 | Tags: | 1 Comment »

at the beginning of the year, i decided to stop drinking diet sodas. bad for your neurons, liquid cancer, “if there’s one thing you do,” blah blah blah. but after a 1.5 months off the stuff, which was, admittedly, not hard to do, i found that i was eating more bad things as a replacement for the diet cokes. and getting rather plump. which is way worse, IMHO, than losing neurons. i mean, who needs neurons? will neurons find you a husband?

so you’ll be happy to know, coke zeros shall be injected back into my life, starting today.

also here’s a list of “things i don’t mind”:

coach buses
my mouthguard

and a few new things for my “things i love” list:

flying the redeye
the austin airport
open houses that make you take off your shoes and then say, “don’t worry about taking off your shoes”
talking about slitting throats

and a new list called “things i thought i liked but actually maybe i don’t like anymore because they make me feel sick”:

bailey’s irish cream

what happened, bailey’s? we were such fond friends at prom.


Posted: December 19th, 2006 | Tags: | No Comments »

girl, i am about to go OFF on making lists. first list: all my favorite things that happened this year. it’s going to be a looooong list. like really long. like gutenberg-bible-style long.

i was also going to make a list of my favorite people, but realized that list pretty much stays the same each year, and it’s just the newcomers that merit pointing out, so then it becomes a “new people that are starting to become some of my favorite people” list, and that seems like a boring list.

but back to my “things i hate” list:

the sounds that garbage trucks make

i know i would be sad if there were no more garbage trucks, and whenever i’m walking to BART at 6am and pass one, i’m like, “god’s blessings on you,” but sitting here on my couch, or lying in my bed, and hearing the brrr-brrr-brrang and beep-beep-beep sounds make me feel like tearing off my own head. or like someone is sliding a knife very gently underneath my skin.