infected.

run.

legacy.

Amy and I are notorious around Halloween at our company. Our first Halloween in the office, with no idea what to expect from our coworkers, we frightened everyone to the core with our creepy impersonation of the Shining twins, bloodied and monotone. With a bar raised that high, each year has been a challenge. I keep suggesting the idea of being the creepy girl from the ring (duplicated of course) and we could run around giving people video tapes and calling them on the intercom and even have a ladder and chair in our office... but Amy won't do it. Chicken.

2005; the Shining twins

2006: Children from Village of the Damned (note black contacts. those were a hoot)2007: Deviled eggs!

This year? Oh, you'll just have to wait and see.

the ukulele goes glam...rock

Flashback Friday: love at first sight.

Somewhere around twelve years ago, Crosby and I were sitting in AP History contemplating Quakers and in walks Anna---new at Amador from Ithaca, New York. She walked in and an awesome vibe came with her: super intelligent, unconsciously cool and big curly poofy hair. Crosby and I were like Yes. We are going to be friends with her.

This picture was taken approximately three days later, as part of a photo assignment I had for class where I made everyone dress up gothy and we took pictures in black silky dresses. Friends then, friends now, and this first time hangout picture makes me very happy.

Canon in D on a harmonica

I have never been one to muse about weddings. I have never really daydreamed about a cake or church or flower arrangements. The only thing I ever decided is that I want to be married outside.

Until now.

I love this dress.

"GOTCHA!" love, someone somewhere

http://palinaspresident.com/

(it's interactive!)(it's delightful!)(it's terrifying!)

i love fall(ing)

I accidentally bought the tuna in the oil instead of the water; I hate that. I found the best zombie housewife dress. I went through my closet and discarded items that I was sentimentally attached to but never wear; it was cathartic. I had a dream last night I woke from a coma and found out I had three month old twins. There were also wild pigs and manatees in that dream. I love that my new gym doesn't have a scale in the women's locker room, but they do have a sauna. I heard someone say "dude, I'm alone all the time," which made me very sad, but then I realized at least he has someone to talk to. I very nearly became addicted to buying things on Ebay. They really do have everything on there, including a dress that I covet at Anthropologie for $188, and someone was selling it for less than half that. A friend from seventh grade found me on facebook and I was really excited about that even though I haven't responded to her message yet. And right now, there is a strange gurgling large water jug sound coming through the floor of my office. Not sure what that's about; maybe the manatee? Coming up to nudge.

this morning felt like winter

Litquake hits SF every year around the same time as reds and oranges and cinnamon. Last night, there was a reading and lecture down at the Hobart building on steampunk and it's uses in literature. Steampunk is fascinating to me in its contextual sense; the antiquation of modern technology, the idea the modern world subsists on steam energy, gives the reader something to relate to (modern tech) but immerses such concepts in a surreal and twangy setting. Think Mark Twain meets Apple computer. So, yeah, intriguing. Almost as much as the crowd such steamy punky readings attract-- there were top hats and hats with gears on them and barkeep vests and really long, really impressive beards. The gathering was punk'd, steamwise.

Unfortunately, my number 61 kept me from getting a seat in an auditorium that seated 60. Yes, the fact that I held the door for two individuals as I entered the building did cross my mind, but oh well. The rest of my group had even higher numbers, so the organizers set up a speaker so that we could listen to the readings in the lobby (where the food was!). At first, I was slightly disappointed by this development, but then I experienced unexpected joy; all of us, sitting there on couches drinking soda and beer and wine, were essentially listening to a live radio broadcast of someone reading a steampunk influenced story. Can you get more immersed in the genre than that? Add the old timely clothing present, and I was anticipating a horse hitch when we exited onto Market Street.

30% chance of rain

Fall has officially arrived; I am watching a storm just north of us through my office window and rumor has it, the bay is going to see some sprinkles. It's breezy, overcast, gloomy, and I kinda like it. But the day needs some color to it, so I give you the above....it's my nieces interpretation of Bill and I. I made his guitar. Brinly put on my shoes. Apparently, I am also very tan.
Happy Friday!

low hanging fruit

to stop from touching

nettle.