Monday, December 29, 2008

12.29.08: Gratitudes

today i am grateful for:

+ my wonderful r who spoils me rotten and takes such good care of me.  
+ having the opportunity to see whitney again while she's in town. and i'm also incredibly honored that she asked me to be a bridesmaid (my 1st time!) in her wedding. i've never been a bigger fan of a couple before. i hope i can keep it all together.
+ little bella making it out of her anesthesia with flying colors. she was put down for a teeth cleaning today, but i couldn't shake this bad feeling that she wouldn't wake up. what a little groggy trooper!

what are you grateful for today?

Lightness of being:

How did it feel, Stephen?




Sunday, December 28, 2008


{Girls photo by Hedi Slimane}

Saturday, December 27, 2008

Taquitos are the new black

cock & pussy

We spent Christmas at R's mom's ranch. After dinner, she handed me my gift with glassy tears in her eyes. I peeled back the red and green paper to reveal a portrait that R's belated grandmother painted of him in his Oakland A's little league jacket, cap, and miniature baseball bat. She sniffled as she said that she wanted me to have it so I could hang it with the rest of my Grandma O paintings (I'm up to 5 or 6 now). Very touching...

Then, R's mom pulled out a long wrapped object and handed it to R. My logic led me to deduce that this  was the little baseball bat that little R is holding in the painting. WRONG. Much to my utter delight, t'was a massive oosik (walrus penis bone) that his stepdad carved out of a rotting carcass in Alaska years ago.

The bobcat skull was a post-Thanksgiving-thank-you-for-watching-the-pisshound gift from them as well. I suppose if we're ever in a pinch, we can hock the cock for some $$$. Someone special once said that our home "is where good taste goes to die."

Hope your holidays were filled with magic, cock, & pussy, too.

Thursday, December 25, 2008

For P:


Nancy Reagan & Mr. T 

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

For Megan:

...who also likes to sit on the same side of the bench. ♥♥♥

Monday, December 22, 2008

"Kill the Wabbit..."

Wow, it's insane how badly I want to go to this:

Bugs Bunny on Broadway 
Saturday, January 3, 2009, 7pm
Symphony Hall
George Daugherty, Conductor
Beep! Beep! Experience your favorite "Wascally Wabbit" and his friends Elmer Fudd, Daffy Duck, Wile E. Coyote, and Porky Pig—in full movie palace glory. Watch classic Warner Bros. Studios cartoons on the big screen—including The Rabbit of Seville and What's Opera, Doc?—while The Phoenix Symphony plays Carl Stalling’s original Looney Tunes scores LIVE, inspired by the classics of Rossini, Wagner, Strauss, and many others. Fun for the whole family.


This piece of paper is going to make me cry really hard one day, I just know it. When we asked my parents if they wanted us to bring anything back from China or Japan for them, my dad requested a couple pairs of old man/kung fu shoes. They didn't have a size on them, so I tried to measure his existing cloth shoe on my left forearm, "Right up to that mole. Yep, got it, dad."
A few days later, while en route to the airport, my mom unfurled this paper. She had traced my dad's shoe so that I could bring the sheet shopping with me and match up the size. I folded up the paper and tucked it into  the back pocket of my journal, where I knew it would be safe and sound. I patted it twice, swallowed back some salty wet ones, and hugged her good bye.

Sunday, December 21, 2008

New Feature: Featured Blogs

Do you remember the first blog you've ever read? 

My first time was with the now defunct He was my boss' son. Still is, I presume. Anyway, she was so proud of her boy that she showed me his site. This was back in 2000? Not ancient history, but I'm forever a day late and a few dollars short. I think at this time I was still dicking around on a geocities page or some shit.

I remember thinking to myself, "Why the fuck is this dude posting photos of him and his girlfriend lying in bed?" I was perplexed by the lack of purpose these posts conveyed. "Why was he broadcasting the fact that driving in front of police cars made him nervous?!?" < insert self portrait of him in the car, with police cruisers in the background > I just didn't get it. "WHO CARES?!?" I thought to myself as I exed out of the screen.

But look at me now... I'm a blobbering fool. I know R doesn't get why I feel the need to expose myself to strangers. Perhaps emotional exhibitionism is a mental disorder. Or maybe it's a form of virtual existentialism...if a tree falls in a forest and there's no one there to twitter it, does it really exist? But my theory is that we're all just trying to make a meaningful connection in this uncertain, often times topsy-turvy, world we live in.

Goddamn, that was a tangent if there ever was one. I came here to say that I've added a shiny new feature: Featured Blogs! I'll rotate them occasionally (I won't commit to a schedule because I'm flaky like that), but here is where you can find the blogs I'm currently obsessed with. Honestly, I'm completely enamored with every single link on my blogroll, but I really loved how P & Jen have their "blog stalking" and "must reads" sections, respectively.

In summation, I'm so eternally grateful for all the amazing people & life long friends I've met through livejournal and this little blog here. I'm constantly blown away by the kindness and brilliance that is smattered across my screen on a daily basis.

Ok, ok, ok... enough rambling and sap, it's bedtime.

{drawing via natalie dee} 


"Great minds discuss ideas, average minds discuss events, small minds discuss people." -Eleanor Roosevelt

i am ashamed
i have been small
i will try my best 
to grow & be great

{quote via hello vagina} 

Friday, December 19, 2008

My new favorite coat:

WTF is this coat made out of?

dear tony, 

thanks so much, again, for the ski jacket. i can appreciate it a 8 billion times more now that it's not august. it's the warmest thing i've ever donned.

your bud,

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Sunday, December 14, 2008

Fade into obscurity? Never!

Tears and snot were flowing after R showed me this video. Turkey dinner, anyone?

{x-posted on Tiger Butter} 

Thursday, December 11, 2008

"Only a masochist could love such a narcissist.-Blair Waldorf


I saw this little baby at the PetSmart on 24th & Baseline while I was stocking up on dog litter last night. I squeed with pure delight at the sight of his little cowlick/toupee/hairdo. I wanted to scoop him up and take him home with me so so so badly. Have you ever seen a cuter Guinea pig?? Unfortunately, I don't think R would've appreciated coming home from his business trip to find me with a rodent with a rockin' 'do chillin' on the the couch. 

Bella, shitting in a box, just cause:

Show me your pets!

Tuesday, December 09, 2008

As promised!

Whew! We had an absolute blast, however there's nothing better than coming home and crawling into your own bed. I was blown away by the sheer enormity of Beijing. One could drive for hours and still be in the confines of the city.

By day three I was up to my eyeballs in ancient ruins. All of the temples and palaces started to bleed together. My favorite part of the China trip was our visit to the Sacred Way. It was so romantic strolling down an empty willow lined corridor. It took every muscle in my body not to hop aboard those marble animals and rodeo.

Japan was so much fun, as always. It warmed my heart to be with our friends of over a decade. No ocean or language can be a barrier to true friendship. We ate, drank, and made too much merry.

Hope you enjoy the photos!


Saturday, December 06, 2008


Hope you all are having a lovely weekend! I have loose stools.

For the record:

I was recently lumped into a heap of "fashion bloggers" (not that there's anything wrong with fashion bloggers, ILU, bbs).  Let the record stand, that a few runway photos and an unhealthy obsession with Ms. Kate does not a fashion blogger make.

And so, without further ado, I bring you evermore KL:

{photos via jak&jil}

Friday, December 05, 2008

Sweet Wishes

Jesus chripes!
I saw this Mark Ryden book at Red Hot Robot,
but I didn't realize there was a video until just now
when I saw it on Big Rock Candy Mountain.
The live version is infinitely more disturbing.

Thursday, December 04, 2008

Guess who's coming to dinner?

...Bitsy, the M-I-L's little yorkie with a bladder control problem!

It's time for our per annum dog sit weekend extravaganza. I love it when the two little ones chase each other around. Sometimes I feel bad that Bella doesn't get as much snout-to-butt time as she used to when we lived in our old neighborhood. This will be good for her. Also, I think a diaper run to PetSmart is in store. 

Here's Bella giving us a dirty look when we made her join in on the diaper fun. She's thinking, "Hey! WTF?! I'm the good one that always shits in my box."

Travel photos to come! Hope you all (in the US) had a nice Thanksgiving holiday, so much to give thanks for, really.

{top photo by Noel}