Favorite of 2009 #4

The hometowns off all three of us who live here made the news last year.







I'm sure Fort Worth had more national stories, but this is the one that came to mind.

Favorite of 2009 #3

It's a tie. I'll let you decide.

Obsessed. No, it's not a good movie, but it's trashiness won me over.... watch the first minute, i beg of you. It's the best part.


This IS a very good movie. It looks great. You should probably watch it instead of that other one I liked.

Favorite of 2009 #2

The Poncho Art Auction was a great event to have participated in. I volunteered and helped wrap up pieces that had been sold and almost got to carry a Chihuly onstage. They fed me good food and beer and I met some nice people. People who's contact info I failed to get.

favorite of 2009 #1

The exchange between Layla and Fish over these two clips is one of the most memorable soap scenes I've seen that didn't include magic. Layla realizes that her boyfriend is gay and tries to get him to open up. It's moving, uncomfortable and sad.

#draw365

I recently started using Twitter again. An artist I follow on there suggested I use the #draw365 tag, the purpose of which is to post a new drawing everyday. I've kept up pretty well so far and enjoy seeing other people's drawings every day.a

Here are the first five I've done so far.

food!

Butternut squash and purple potatoes. 'Nuff said.

songs from the album of the day

As presented by film students.

someday her prince will come

While I no longer like to dress up in a costume for my favorite holiday, the same is not true for my lovely niece. I never get to see her and rarely get to talk to her (when I do I can't make out what she's saying...still not sure if that's my fault or hers). But her dad was nice enough to send me a picture of her in her costume. Just a side note: every picture he's sent me of her includes an eating establishment and/or beer. Thank god, I know she's being brought up right. Anyway, doesn't she make an awesome Snow White? It's the role she was born to play!

great pumpkin

There are lots of reasons I love autumn, and one of them is pumpkin flavored things. Pie, beer, soup...yummy! In small doses and only once a year, of course. As Thanksgiving draws near it will most certainly be pie season.

I had a roommate who made a pumpkin pie one year and she wanted to use real pumpkin. She said she didn't want to use any of that canned junk. She emptied the pumpkin out, cut it, roasted it, scraped it, made a puree, etc. The pie was delicious! Only, all pumpkin pie is. See, the thing about the canned junk? It only has one ingredient: pumpkin. No salt, water, preservatives, artificial anything. In the end her pie tasted like one made from a can. I didn't tell her any of this.

I suppose that while the pie tasted the same as any other, it was special. It sticks out in my mind as a unique memory. I remember watching her do it and excited she was about it. And she probably saved a post-Halloween pumpkin from QFC's compost dumpster. Gay as it sounds, the secret ingredient in that pie was love.

So if you want to make a pie filling from scratch and tell people how you slaved over it for bonus points, it's pretty easy and tastes good. Or you could use a can and lie to people about it.

digital transition fail

Switching this junk over has not been easy via Comcast. Jeremy and Matthew have bought what they told them to buy and hooked it up every which way they told them to hook it up (thanks guys), and yet we still can't watch our favorite shows on the big screen. If it wasn't for Megavideo I would never get to see them! On the bright side, I'm sure it won't be long before a solution is found (x-mas!) and there's enough on the channels we do get to keep me occupied this fall.

it's genetic

My free will astrology this week said something about my ancestors so I did a google search of the oldest one I know, my great-great-grandfather Manuel Rodrigues. I found this page that listed a bunch of voters registered in 1898 in my hometown of Antioch, where they found that kidnapped Jaycee Dugard girl. It listed the name, occupation and native country of each person. There were three Rodrigueses, all from Portugal. Manuel was a laborer and Enos (love that name) and Joseph Rodrigues were farmers. I thought "That doesn't sounds like my family." Then I noticed a note at the top of the list:

NOTE: This appears to be a listing of men who registered at the last minute prior to the November election.

Last minute? Now that sounds like my family! I'm surprised they made it in time at all.

the worst

Ashlee Simpson on the new Melrose Place is, in a word, the worst. It's almost disgusting how bad she is. Still, her crazy eyes and alien-like delivery crack me up. She's a total freak.
I also have an idea of what her character is supposed to be: the worst neighbor ever. She's creepy and annoying and no one seems to like her...but there she is.

my first catfight

I'm watching Candleshoe right now. I haven't run across many people who have seen it, but I watched a gazillion times growing up. It's an old Disney movie that stars Jodie Foster as a 14-year-old delinquent, a real bad-ass who's gaurdians (they don't explain them, but they sure aren't her folks) sell her to Rumpole of the Bailey so he can scam a rich old broad, Helen Hayes, out of her fortune or pirate treasure or something. She looks like her long-lost granddaughter. The old lady and Doctor Doolittle have a bunch of foster kids living with them and Jodie does nothing but cause trouble. In this scene she has it out with some of the girls over doing chores or something. It probably has something to do with how much I like seeing chicks fight. But then again, everyone likes seeing chicks fight.

flash forward

I was going to make a joke about how today marks the three-year anniversary of my relationship with Tivo:

But I've been feeling not-so-creative lately and couldn't formulate the right words. So I'll skip it and cut to the chase.

It's been three years since I met Jeremy (and his Tivo). Knowing him has made me a better person and I'm having a more and more difficult time imagining life without him.

I love you, baby. Thanks for everything.

odosketch

This awesome website records the strokes you make as you draw it. You can save it and play it back. It's a lot of fun!

http://sketch.odopod.com/

i made this

I did this one last week, it's watercolor, acrylic, ink and collage.



I also finished this one probably a couple of months ago. It's mostly acrylic with some ink too.

to catch a cobra

Next Sunday Jeremy and I are going to see the musical "Catch Me If You Can," based on the movie, based on the dude. I'm looking forward to it for a few reasons. It'll be my first live musical, although I'm not sure how many more are in my future. I'll get to buy new clothes, although I always say that when some special event comes up then I end up not buying anything (or anything good) and the next time, like now, I once again have nothing to wear. And then of course there's just having a night out with my guy.
I was originally going to make a post about Bob Mackie, who did the costumes for the show, and how young he looks for a seventy-year-old. See, the news did a bit on him and he looked pretty good. But when searching for a photo I only found one recent one and, well, he looked pretty old.

In other news, G.I. Joe is out. Roger Ebert didn't care much for it, and it sounds just like what I would expect from it. I'm sure I'll see it just not in the theater. What I have liked about this movie from the start is the presence of the Baroness, played by Sienna Miller. When I think of Cobra, she's always the first thing I think of. The black hair, the glasses, the bad-ass bitchness, always having to take care of shit. Then I think of those twins. Then Destro, Zartan, and finally Cobra Commander, who I have not seen any sign of as of yet. Is he in the movie? I guess I'll have to find out. Maybe he's that Scottish dude and he'll be all helmety later on. It is called "Rise of the Cobra" after all.

want

I know what you can get me for christmas.

free will astrology

I always like reading my Free Will Horoscope in the Stranger on Wednesdays as I shut down the store. Here's what mine said this week:

Let's say that you lost a treasured object a while back. What do you think the odds are that you'll find it this week? Or let's say that a bewildering companion walked out of your life many moons ago. How much do you want to bet that your paths will cross again soon? According to my reading of the omens, events like these could be common between now and August 15. That's because the past is cycling back to you for another look. Revival and resurrection are in the air. What has been old may become new again. Are you ready to experience something resembling time travel?

Then, lo and behold, today I buy this:

Check out the tracks at Amazon. It goes great with the Blues Explosion and PAvement I've been listening to. I'm on a roll already! Now, has anyone seen my hair?

yay!

Here's New Jersy Housewife Danielle Staub on All My Children in 2001. She wasn't a recurring character, in fact this clip is all there is. And that is, of course, Josh Duhamel playing Leo Dupree, who barges in on Jack and Moura's(?) dinner. He's one they killed and probably can't bing back unless Duhamel plays him. Which he won't.