dirty laundry

magic 8 ball.

I've been thinking lately that love just might not be in the cards for me.  It's getting harder and harder to imagine finding someone that... well, someone that I can stand being around for any more than a couple of hours.  Oh jeez, that sounds bad.  It's kinda true though.  Added to that is the pressure of finding someone who can stand to be around me. 

Like any logical person, I decided to consult a Magic 8 Ball on the topic.  I forgot that I actually own one, so I did a quick Google search (I [heart] Google) and was directed to this one.

Question #1: Will I ever find romantic love to last a lifetime?
Answer: Definitely!

Well now, we're off to a good start!

Question #2: Will I find this love before my next birthday?
Answer: No.

Two steps forward, one step back...

Question #3: Before my 35th birthday?
Answer: No.

Ouch!

Question #4: Before my 40th?
Answer: Maybe.

Oh geez.

Question #5 (this one was for Mom): Will I ever be pregnant?
Answer: Definitely.

Gasp.

The problem is, they have pretty much always told me the truth. Stupid Magic 8 Ball. This is exactly why I don't consult it anymore. Starting now.

my mama.

Mom needed new head shots for her real estate biz.

She's so beautiful :)

silversun pickups

The show sold out in 8 minutes.  I didn't even know the tickets had gone on sale.  I desperately searched Craigslist for a month, hoping to find one decent soul not scalping their extras for five times face value.  I posted a tickets wanted ad telling a story of how I always part with my tickets at face or even for free to those dying to see a show, and asking for a little mercy.  No responses.  Then, one hour before the doors opened, I made one more last ditch effort to find tickets on Craigslist and, as though put there just for me, I found two tickets for face value. 

David, a South Bay resident, was on his way up to the City.  A couple of his friends had bailed out and I was the lucky girl, calling within 8 minutes of his posting, to take advantage of his lame friends' bad decision.  In absolute glee, I jumped around my office and frantically called around to find a date.  My cousin Doug took me up on the offer and was at my house within an hour.  Once inside the venue, we bought David & his friend Byron a drink, thanked them profusely, then worked our way forward in the crowd.

The show was incredible.  To be honest, it started a little slow, but then just hit hard!  HARD!  It's the first time I've seen them play an encore too -- both songs from the Pikul EP, neither of which I had seen them play live before (despite this being my 5th SSPU show).  Doug put it right when he said that their show makes him feel like he's 16 again -- when nothing else mattered but music. 

I love nights like this.  Thank you David!  You rock.

photo: crappy camera phone pic as dolled up in photoshop.

congrats lauren!

Huge congratulations to my friend Lauren Verby.  She had her amazing photo of an old time SF street car featured on the sfist today.

Yay!  So exciting.  This is just the beginning.

Jacquelina!

Oh my sweet baby cousin -- happy birthday!  I think we took this picture when you were underage.  Can I still go to jail?  I hope not. Could you even imagine... "Mr. Officer, sir, both our mom's were there!  It was for her portfolio.   I'm not in the child porn trade!!"  Yeah, that could have gotten rather messy.  Jeez, I need to watch some more Law & Order SVU and try to figure out if I'm really in the clear here!

Whatever the case, I miss ya cousin!  I hope you have a wonderful 18th 19th birthday celebration. xoxo.

update post realization of your actual age: Now, I thought it seemed a little odd that you were only 18 (myspace is not so reliable), but I'm a bad cousin for not knowing better.

stencil & line art

Lately I've noticed a growing interest in stencil and line art... an interest similar in nature to that of [insert favorite easily distracted person's name here] to something shiny.  I cannot look away and I want to hang these pieces on every inch of wall space in my house (much like I did with New Kids posters years ago).

I see these stencil/line arty things and can't help but be impressed with the beauty in their simplicity.  The best part is when a find a piece that isn't just a look at me, aren't I pretty piece, but something that serves a purpose too -- like the area rug pictured here, or the rehabilitated dishware patterns, or the Photoshop brushes from Design Fruit & CallMeReal (they just released new brushes for Spring!). Clearly I'm in stencil heaven.

Anyway, just thought I'd share.