birthday present
birthday present
Originally uploaded by ideateller.
big thanks to John Davis for the bongo and this caricature. scale is a
little off, don't you think?
YES, WE CAN! YES, WE CAN!
big thanks to John Davis for the bongo and this caricature. scale is a
little off, don't you think?
You must go!
18 tracks to download at this link.
Is it wrong that this is arousing?
And where's the ad with a dung beetle?
Eels Fresh Feeling lyrics - right click or option click to download mp3.:
This article presupposes a lot.
Word.
I used to read Fast Company back when I thought I could make a difference. 8(
Maybe the best birthday gift I've ever received.
This is the information I have from the adoption agency, Children's Home & Aid Soceity of Illinois:
Just a lit a candle for my birthmother. I was born at 12:42 am on July 26, 1972, in Evanston, IL.
The Go! Team on Friday night was amazing.
Big cheers to Kevin, Debi Mae West, Tricia Halloran, Jackson & (looking for card) jill ettinger for coming and hanging out. Oh, and of course, (Gosh!) Emily and Steve.
So much fun. My calves still hurt.
Jump like no one's watching. 8)
joyfiend
Thanks to Wells Fargo and a lack of sick days, I'll be staying in LA this weekend and missing the brew festival. This'll be the first time since 1996 that I haven't been in Portland for my birthday and the huge festival they throw for me.
The guy on SportsCenter just called an error with a call, "Idiot! Gosh!"
33 in 90 minutes, playing online poker, drinking red wine and wrestling on the tv.
In honor of Anne (Anna?) Forsythe Rusen, a little cute 'numa numa' dance.
Just got off the phone with a 'customer service' representative from the USPS. Rather unhelpful. I've been getting my magazines up to a week after they're appearing on the newstands, a bunch of mail mysteriously showed up on a Saturday 3 weeks after having been missing, and I've yet to receive my overdraft Wells Fargo Credit Card after a month and a half. Even though I have received a statement already.
While I wallow in self-pity and self-loathing, here's a tribute to a fellow ddb worker in London who was murdered in the attacks. And no, I'll never refer to these motherfuckers as terrorists. It gives them way too much credit.
To misuse a Verve song, "The Drugs Aren't Working".
In a good mood. Playing Float On, and thinking about how much I loved this song when I heard it last year. Still do.
More fodder for the Not Going to Burning Man side of the argument:
Her grandkids must be so proud...
No news yet on the imminent arrival into this world of (take off sunglasses and look meaningfully at reader) one Horatio Cane Rusen. (cue The Who).
I feel like the term 'terrorists' has gained some kind of honor or notoriety or something inappropriate.
This makes me feel sick. Al Qaeda's Smart Bombs - New York Times: "There is good evidence that this shift in Al Qaeda's scheme was the product of deliberate choice. In December 2003, the Norwegian intelligence service found a lengthy Qaeda planning document on a radical Islamic Web site that described a coherent strategy for compelling the United States and its allies to leave Iraq. It made clear that more spectacular attacks against the United States like those of 9/11 would be insufficient, and that it would be more effective to attack America's European allies, thus coercing them to withdraw their forces from Iraq and Afghanistan and increasing the economic and military burdens that the United States would have to bear.
Stick it to 'em London. But Hold Tight.
No-hopers, a jihadi death cult. An aberration, an abomination, or a malignant growth soon to take over the mid-East?
Where is the outrage from the Muslim world?
I couldn't agree more.
One of the local neighborhood (neighbourhood - we're all British today) rags put up a headline that said, "Bloody Hell". which to me, was a little inappropriate, if they meant any humo(u)r by it.
I couldn't agree more.
One of the local neighborhood (neighbourhood - we're all British today) rags put up a headline that said, "Bloody Hell". which to me, was a little inappropriate, if they meant any humo(u)r by it.
Full text here. I'm moved.
Guardian Unlimited: Newsblog: "”In the days that follow look at our airports, look at our sea ports and look at our railway stations and, even after your cowardly attack, you will see that people from the rest of Britain, people from around the world will arrive in London to become Londoners and to fulfil their dreams and achieve their potential.
Interesting reading. Heard someone refer to London yesterday as Londonistan. Anyone wanting a fictional portrait of London's multiethnic population might read Zadie Smith's White Teeth.
I wonder if there's a columnist somewhere who writes about something I have no interest in, but has amazing tangents and corollaries that would illuminate and entertain. And my friends would keep saying, you have *got* to read this lady from Cat Fancy magazine. You'd love her!
Found this entry from a blogger in london who had been on the King's Cross tube today.
Good article on mp3 blogs from my new local paper, the LA Times.
Missed this show, but up for seeing it soon.
Also got to see Vessy perform for what I think is the first time. But things are always fuzzy at Burning Man, so who knows. Maybe I witnessed a full set from her some other time.
Went and saw fellow disorienter Vessy Mink at a show at the Viper Room on Saturday night. (My first time there).
A problem that I've had with a lot of bible-belters is an emphasis on intolerance and conversion, and a seeming lack of caring in good works. Seems there might be an upswell lately of - good god! - actual religious compassion. As if the Bible - in between polemics on the evils of homosexuality, pork and non-conceptual sex - talks about caring and loving your fellow human beings.
Woke up at 4am. Heard some neighbor girl moaning. It was kinda hot, sortof.
Burn, Canada And Spain, Burn! / Look to the skies, see the wrath of God rain down on married gays! Will hockey and tapas survive?: "Burn, Canada And Spain, Burn!