Steve and I were just out at dinner at a tiny French Bistro, where the tables are crowded very closely together. Within 15 minutes of being seated, the tables on both sides of us finished and left. It was nice to have a little space, but we knew it wouldn't last long. Suddenly, it occurred to me what a nightmare it would be if Evil Ex Friend #2 came in and was seated next to us. What would I do? Between thinking that thought and relaying it to Steve, I decided to change it to Evil Ex Friend #1 -- because there would be no chance of that happening, as she now lives in another country. Whereas Evil Ex Friend #2 lives in town, and likes that restaurant, and would actually have a chance of showing up there.

So I presented my hypothetical scenario to Steve and we were mulling it over, when all of a sudden, the door opened and in walked Evil Ex Friend #2. She gave me a big fake smile and a wave, and walked past us to the restroom. I suppose her party was already seated, because I didn't see her again after that. And thank god she wasn't seated next to us, because I don't know what I would have done.

Steve says it's just a coincidence and doesn't believe in ESP or anything like that. But in a city with over 800 restaurants, what are the chances that we'd be at the same one at the same time, and that I'd be thinking about her showing up moments before she walked in the door?

Weird.

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So we have this needle-point pillow with cats all over it. It was a gift to Steve from a co-worker who knew he likes cats. The cat pillow, in spite of its tackiness, is sitting on the back of the sofa.

A few hours ago, Steve pointed out that Ally (our [his] cat) was lying on the cat pillow. I accused her of trying to be ironic, and what -- was she trying to be some sort of hipster now?

A few minutes ago, Steve told Ally she was sinking. I turned around and saw that she'd moved from the cat pillow to a plain purple pillow on the couch, which is not as high up as the cat pillow.

Clearly, she look offense to my jabs about her attempting to be all hip and ironic, so she relocated...



Oh, I'll show you ironic...

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My grandmother's obituary. She will be missed -- especially her pies and her squash! She remained a fashion plate all the way until the end. She had more hats, shoes, purses, gloves, scarves, sunglasses, and jewelry than you can imagine! And she saved everything. Full of funny sayings and stories, it was never a dull moment with Mimi :)

The fabulous Sister Wolf created this festive celebration, the Blogger Pajama Party. And I am here to do my part. I haven't even blogged in so long, I don't know where to start.

Well, I started with the photos, naturally. I'm wearing my lovely black velvet Asian PJs. The only problem with them, however, is that sleeping in them is a nightmare, so I never wear them (unless there's an appropriate photo op). The velvet wants to stick to the sheets, so that when I try to turn over, I'm moving, but my PJs aren't, and I wind up feeling strangled. Perhaps if I had satin sheets, it would be a different story. I've never had satin sheets, though I once had a satin pillowcase, and I seem to recall feeling like my head was always slipping off of it. I wonder if sleeping in satin sheets would make me feel like I were about to slide out of the bed?




Here I am with Delilah in the background. Delilah is still n her Christmas Costume. That's pretty pathetic.




And here I am holding the freshly shorn Craz! To keep with the Asian theme (also note my chopsticks, and if my camera had X-Ray vision, you'd see the Chinese food in my tummy), Craz is proudly modeling her scarf -- a gift from her mom from Little Tokyo in LA. Instead of saying BOW WOW! all over it, it says WON WON! I guess that's how dogs bark in Japanese?

Okay, I just took a photo so you could all see it for yourselves. I had to pull it up over her head like a babooshka though, in order to make the text legible. She looks really cute, but she didn't like it that way.




Like I said, I bought this doggie scarf in LA last time I was there, almost exactly 2 years ago. It was during that same trip that I also was lucky enough to meet Sister Wolf (aka Ste. Nigress) in person! Sadly, we only had a few hours to hang out, but I saw all of her shoes, and I met the Lesbian Stick. It was a wonderful, unforgettable day.

And here we come full circle.

The End

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Ipod Shuffle Survey-The BEST

Put Your Ipod on shuffle and write the song title:
My name is:: It's Nearly Africa (XTC)
I:: Cry Baby Cry (Beatles)
I love:: Tranquilizer (Geneva)
I hate:: Carried (Steadman)
I care about:: Sea Breezes (Roxy Music)
He/She:: La Marea (Manu Chao)
My Favorite Show Is:: Out There (the Caesars)
My Favorite Book is:: Conversation Piece (David Bowie)
My Favorite Drink Is:: Please Please Please (Fiona Apple)
How Was Your:
Day:: The King of Carrot Flowers, Pt. 1 ( Neutral Milk Hotel)
Night:: U Plavu Zoru (Pink Martini)
Breakfast:: Then the Shit Hits the Fan - Sunset Blvd. (Todd Rundgren)
Lunch: Death on Two Legs (Queen)
Dinner:: Angels (Peter Holsapple & Chris Stamey)
Year:: Bugman (Blur)
Last Christmas:: A Mistake (Fiona Apple)
Last Car:: Summertime Blues (T. Rex)
Describe Your...
House:: Nonza (Burtrand Burgalat)
Room:: Head Cut Off (The 88)
Current Outfit:: Try this for Sighs (Adam Ant)
Appearence:: Beautiful (Jon Auer)
Hair:: Gone for Good (the Shins)
Nails:: Kites are Fun (?)
Eyes:: A Day a Gorilla Gives a Banana (Ryuichi Sakamoto)
Best Friend:: I'm Gonna Love You Too (Blondie)
Mom:: To Look at You (INXS)
Sister:: Ant Rap (Adam & the Ants)
Brother:: Fearless (Ambulance LTD)
Dad:: She's Not Worried (the dB's)
Grandparents:: Bank Holiday (Blur) lmao, the first line is "Grandma needs new dentures!"
Kitchen:: Everything I Own (Bread)
Current Jewelry: La Primavera (Manu Chao)
Future Death:: Emotion (Bee Gees)
Instant Messanger Screen Name:: Laughing Cavalier (Ladytron)
Current Bra/Undies:: Everybody Here Wants You (Jeff Buckley)
Purse/Wallet:: He's a Whore (Cheap Trick)
Current Perfume:: I'm in the Clique (Todd Rundgren)
Boyfriend/Girlfriend:: Desperate But Not Serious (Adam Ant)
Kisses:: From Your Girl (The Muffs)
Hugs:: Spaceship (Sean Lennon)
Love:: Needle in the Camel's Eye (Brian Eno)
Questions:
Where Are You?: What a Fool Believes (Self)
What Are You Watching?: Me and a Gun (Tori Amos)
Who Do You Love?: You Knocked My Off My Feet (Sondre Lerche)
Why Are You Still Alive?: Passion (Peter Gabriel)
What Color Is Your Hair?: Message from the Country (the Move)
What Color Are Your Eyes?: Acquiesce (Oasis)
Do You believe in the Easter Bunny?: Queen's Night Out (Persephone's Bees)
How Much Money Do You Have?: Bristol [Cafe Concert] (Turf)
How Many Friends Do You Have?: Daphne's Disease (Umajets)
How Old Are You?: Dawn of the Dub of the Dawn (Ken Stringfellow)
Are You Currently Wearing Socks?: Cry, Cry, Cry (Roxy Music)
When Was the Last Time You Saw Your Dad?: Eggs and Ash (Flop)
Have You ever Kissed Someone Of the Same Sex?: Desculpe, Babe (Os Mutantes0
Have You Ever Watched the Sun Set?: Numb (the Muffs)
Do You Like Orange Juice?: Pantomime Horse (Suede)
What Color Is Your Room?: A Matter of Feeling (Duran Duran)
How Many Boyfriends/Girlfriends Have You Had This Year?: Behind the Sun (The Good, The Bad, and The Queen)
Why Are You Taking This Survey?: Turning Japanese (The Vapors)
Where Is Your Cell Phone?: Leeds United (Amanda Palmer)
Do You Even Have a Cell Phone?: Don't Do me Like That (Tom Petty)
When Was The Last Time It Snowed?: Complaints (Sparks)
Is It Cloudy Outside?: Act 1, Scene 1 (Flop)
Do You Wear Glasses?: Beyond Love (The The)
When Was The Last Time You Took A Shower?: September (David Sylvian)
Do You Feel...
Depressed?: (Probably) All in the Mind (Oasis)
Happy?: Millbrook (Rufus Wainwright)
Concerned?: Burnt Orange Peels (Beck)
Mad?: No One Speaks (Geneva)
Content?: Girls on Film (Duran Duran)

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Movie Time!


1. Pick 23 of your favorite movies.

2. Go to IMDb and find a quote from each movie.

3. Post them here for everyone to guess.

4. Strike it out when someone guesses correctly, and put who guessed it and the movie.

5. NO GOOGLING/using IMDb search or other search functions.

6. No looking at my favorite movies on my page.





1. One scoop of creamed potatoes. A slice of butter. Four peas. And as much ice cream as you'd like to eat. Jackie



2. You're a groovy boy. I'd like to strap you on sometime.



3. They don't even know what it is to be a fan. Y'know? To truly love
some silly little piece of music, or some band, so much that it hurts. the_bOOm



4. Fuck you, too. Don't call me 'lady'. I come in here, I give these
things to you, you check, you make your phone calls, look suspicious,
ask questions. I'm sick. I have sickness all around me and you fucking
ask me about my life? 'What's wrong?' Have you seen death in your bed?
In your house? Where's your fucking decency? And then I'm asked fucking
questions. What's... wrong? You suck my dick. That's what's wrong. And
you, you fucking call me 'lady'? Shame on you. Shame on you. Shame on
both of you.  Mike



5. Maybe I'm spending too much of my time starting up clubs and putting
on plays. I should probably be trying harder to score chicks.



6. You see, before he came down here, it never snowed. And afterwards,
it did. If he weren't up there now... I don't think it would be
snowing. Sometimes you can still catch me dancing in it. Mike



7. I tried taking pictures, but they were so mediocre. I guess every
girl goes through a photography phase. You know, horses... taking
pictures of your feet. Mike



8. Last week, Japanese scientists explaced... placed explosive
detonators at the bottom of Lake Loch Ness to blow Nessie out of the
water. Sir Cort Godfrey of the Nessie Alliance summoned the help of
Scotland's local wizards to cast a protective spell over the lake and
its local residents and all those who seek for the peaceful existence
of our underwater ally. -- Jackie



9. Well, maybe I don't! I had ten good years with Cole, and I want them
back! I gotta have a partner! I looked and I looked and believe me,
brother, I kissed a lot of fucking frogs, and you're my prince!



10. I wonder where that fish has gone? ... You did love it so, you treated it like a son.

And it went... where-ever I... did go ... Is it in the cupboard?
Wouldn't you like to know! It is a most elusive fish ... That went
where-ever I did go ... Oh, fishy, fishy, fishy fish! ... A fish, a
fish, a fishy OOOOH! ... Oh, fishy, fishy, fishy fish! ... That went
wherever I... did go! -- MATT



11. Rob, your not going to believe it, I made friends with a whole
table of rastafari. Not just one, a whole table... You know what's a
weird word? Fork. Oh my God, someone ate my entire pie! I don't know
how that happened!



12. This is what happens when you die, that is what happens when he
dies, and that is what happens when they die. It's all very personal.
And I'll tell you something; if I knew then what I know now, I wouldn't
have had my little accident. -- MATT



13. Hi there. My name's Genesis. I've had delusions of grandeur since I was a child.



14. A relationship, I think, is like a shark. You know? It has to
constantly move forward or it dies. And I think what we got on our
hands is a dead shark.



15. First of all, Papa Smurf didn't create Smurfette. Gargamel did. She
was sent in as Gargamel's evil spy with the intention of destroying the
Smurf village. But the overwhelming goodness of the Smurf way of life
transformed her. And as for the whole gang-bang scenario, it just
couldn't happen. Smurfs are asexual. They don't even have...
reproductive organs under those little, white pants. It's just so
illogical, you know, about being a Smurf. You know, what's the point of
living... if you don't have a dick?



16. You know, even though I had to wear that stupid back brace and you were kind of fat, we were still totally cutting edge.



17. And on winding roads, in crowded clubs or hotel bar, this shipwreck
of the streets rehearsed his future glory. A cigarette tracing a ladder
to the stars. Mike



18. Everywhere I travel, tiny life. Single-serving sugar,
single-serving cream, single pat of butter. The microwave Cordon Bleu
hobby kit. Shampoo-conditioner combos, sample-packaged mouthwash, tiny
bars of soap. The people I meet on each flight? They're single-serving
friends. -- the_bOOm



19. What sign are you? Because my mood ring just, like, totally changed colors. Mike



20. Too many guys think I'm a concept, or I complete them, or I'm gonna
make them alive. But I'm just a fucked-up girl who's lookin' for my own
peace of mind; don't assign me yours.



21. You only think I guessed wrong! That's what's so funny! I switched
glasses when your back was turned! Ha ha! You fool! You fell victim to
one of the classic blunders! The most famous is never get involved in a
land war in Asia, but only slightly less well-known is this: never go
in against a Sicilian when death is on the line! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Ha ha ha... MATT





22. On what grounds? I'm not a drunk, I don't fuck other women, I've
never hit you, I don't mistreat you... I don't even try to touch you
since you've made it so abundantly clear how unnecessary you consider
me to be! But I did support you when you got your license, and some
people might think that entitles me to half of what's yours. So, turn
off the light when you come to bed! the_bOOm



23. I don't want to sell anything, buy anything, or process anything as
a career. I don't want to sell anything bought or processed, or buy
anything sold or processed, or process anything sold, bought, or
processed, or repair anything sold, bought, or processed. You know, as
a career, I don't want to do that. Jackie

Listening to my iPod while riding my stationary bike, I just had a sad thought. The song that was on was "Ellen West" by Throwing Muses. For those of you (most) who don't know the song, there's a line, "Calling Ellen West, dancing on your grave..." And it got me to wondering about who Ellen West was, why she was dead, and was she a real person. Could be drugs, suicide, murder, or just natural causes. She could be her 90 year old grandma. I dunno. But it made me think of people I knew who had killed themselves when I was younger.

There was a girl, Britney, a friend of friends. She seemed way too cool for me. She was a couple years older, had her own apartment, was friends with everyone I could have only dreamed to hang out with, but for some reason we became friends for a short time. She even had me thoroughly convinced that I should run off to New York with her to attend F.I.T. She was going to be a design student and I was going to study milinary arts! We were going to be bestest friends and roomies and be the coolest chicks ever! I really believed it would happen -- she was that convincing.

It never did, of course, and our brief infatuation returned from whence it came, and she was again relegated to friend of friends status, and then she killed herself. I was sad, but not as sad as I'd have been (then and forever) if it had happened a year or so earlier.

As I was riding my bike, 15+ years later, I thought about her. I thought about the mutual friends, and the one who had her image tattooed on his arm. I thought about our grand plans for New York, her teeny stature and her enormous brown eyes. I caught glimpses of her apartment and her clothing and hair. But then -- I couldn't remember her last name. That made me really sad. Who knows what she was going through that would make her commit suicide, loneliness, unhappiness, heartbreak, betrayal, fear... And I wonder, if she knew then that all these years later, someone whose life she touched so briefly would be hanging around the house, riding her bike, a bit messed up, feeling so dreadfully guilty about not remembering her last name... would that have stopped her?

I was compelled to get up and write this immediately before I forgot about it, and as I got about 30% through, I remembered her last name! No need to mention it, if you know her, well then you know who I mean. I feel better now, not that it changes anything.

I ate Violet Candies (and chewed the gum) constantly throughout my Junior and Senior years of high school. They remind me of my friend Aimee, our mutual obsession with T. Rex, and our love of "October Weather."  I just ate one, and it's bringing it all back! Holy J. Crew Striped Turtleneck! It's 1988 again!!!

I think that I've seen Peter Murphy perform more than any other artist(s) besides Redd Kross. Once with Bauhaus in 1998, and solo in '92, '95, '00, and last night. He is definitely a showman; he still jumps around, twirls in a circle, and bends in half, arms outstretched like wings. That's one thing he's not losing. Unlike his hair. He's had the receding hairline for years, and I suppose he's been thinning on top for awhile too, but I guess I've just never had a bird's eye view of his head before...

He played at the House of Blues, where my boss is a member of the Foundation Room. He's always told me to let him know if I go to a show there and he'll put me on the list. Well last night, I finally remembered to tell him I'd be there. I didn't really care about the fancy digs themselves, I just wanted access to the balcony seating. In spite of what my crappy camera phone pics tell you, they are really great seats. No one's big head in your way, no pushing or shoving or B.O. or spilled beer. Just a front row seat with a clear and close view of the whole stage. And watching Peter perform from above was an amusing, wonderful, enlightening new experience!

For one thing, I noticed that oddly, he's less sinister looking from above. I suppose the way the shadows play on that bone structure when you're looking up at him adds to the mystique. From above though, he looked more like an elf or a leprechaun or something. Of course, it's hard to be sinister when you spend half the night doing the pogo and twirling in circles like a child . That's one of the great things about him. Many of his fans may be so gothasfuck that there are bats swarming above their heads, but Peter clearly doesn't take himself too seriously. (I think I figured that out in 2000 when he started talking like a Valley Girl on stage. And then a friend of a friend saw him on a roller coaster screaming like a little girl.) But when he had his back to the crowd and was doing his swaggery, hip shaking sexy strut/dance, that balding head just immediately canceled out all the sexiness.

Now, I'm not complaining about baldness. On the right person, it can be very hot (-- right Mrs. Shreck?). But Peter's just not embracing it. He still wants to have hair, and it doesn't work. Once he gets hot and sweaty, it either sticks to his head or sticks up, and he looks like he needs to be in a straitjacket in a white room somewhere. I wish he'd either just shave it or get transplants or a weave or something. He still has the pipes though. The pipes, and the limberness of Nadia Comaneci. And the piercing blue eyes. And cheekbones that will cut you up if you're so close. (ha! haha! I slay myself.)

Last night, he did a whole Question & Answer session with the audience, but unfortunately, my friends and I couldn't understand a word he was saying. I don't know if he was mumbling and talking too fast, or if the sound in the balcony just wasn't that clear. I suspect the latter.

My friend Laura and her friend Delores had earlier told Annette that they'd heard that he was covering Joy Divison's "Transmission," and that he was even doing a little Ian Curtis dance. Needless to say, Annette was ecstatic (JD being her fave fave), and he finally did it during the 2nd or 3rd encore. The Ian Curtis dance was adorable too. He covered Bowie's "Be My Wife," which I found an odd choice; and he threw a bit of "Quicksand" into one of his own songs (I forget which one). He also slipped parts of "Bela Lugosi's Dead" into one of his own songs. And strangely enough, he started singing "Riders in the Storm" during an instrumental bit. Very amusing. He did a couple of songs off the new Bauhaus album, and a couple of Bauhaus oldies ("She's in Parties" and something(s) else that escapes me at the moment). All in all, it was a fantastic show. I'm so glad I saw him again,  and I hope it's not the last time. Though I hope next time he does something about his hair!

Afterward, we hung out near the bus with some people we knew and some we just met. He came out, reluctantly signed a few autographs, and I managed to snap a very blurry shot of him. I wish my camera phone didn't suck quite so much!







And also, he moonwalked, which was really funny and cute!