C'mon! You know you want one!

THIS is for Kenny! (And I'm betting Sharon would dig it too!)

File under Neato!

THIS looks like fun... until you puke.

Artist of The Week!

This Weeks Artist of The Week is

I find myself becoming more and more interested in street art, and with stencil art in particular.

Banksy is a master of both.

Check out his website and for those of you who would like to know more about stencil art check out The Stencil Revolution website.

Great Prank!

Brilliant!

NOTE TO SELF

DO NOT ATTEMPT TO INSTALL NEW SOFTWARE AFTER ACCIDENTLY DOUBLING UP ON YOUR DAILY DOSE OF BIRTH CONTROL PILLS.

BAD. BAD. BAD.

FEH.

I sort of did something stupid yesterday and accidently took 2 doses of a certain prescription that has a effect on my mood and now I feel like total ass. I had all kinds of grand plans for today and I don't feel like doing shit. I have just wasted almost 2 hours in front of the computer, and it wasn't doing photoshop, or calibrating my monitor or anything! FEH.

I need to take a shower, get dressed and get off my ass, only my ass is saying why bother? My get up and go has got up and went...

Huh?

You Are Bert

Extremely serious and a little eccentric, people find you loveable - even if you don't love them! You are usually feeling: Logical - you rarely let your emotions rule you You are famous for: Being smart, a total neat freak, and maybe just a little evil How you life your life: With passion, even if your odd passions (like bottle caps and pigeons) are baffling to others

The Sesame Street Personality Quiz

Huh? Odd passions - yes. Evil? Of course. Neat-freak? um... NO.

New Bunnies!

Office Space Bunnies Are HERE!
While this is entertaining, I think my expectations for this one were high... I don't think this is her best work.

You say tomato...

LOOK at what I found at school tonight!

Time Waster!

Weee!
Definately NSFW!

I'm procrastinating, obviously...

These links are for all you folks stuck at work!

- Notice that no one looks up on this one.
- No sense of humor (NSFW - F word alert)
- She should be working... though she probably sued.
- Angry, angry man - a classic!
- Silly, but cute
- 3000 Golf Balls
- More silliness - (F word alert!)
- I've had days like this
- My favorite... but there may be a problem with the link...

NEATO!

Well call me a pig in shit!
Flickr has a new feature! At least I think it's new because I never noticed it before. Flickr will now accept all the metadata I have assigned to my photos so I don't have to tag them twice! Perhaps it is the new way I am processing these pictures, but boy oh boy, does this make me happy!

I am also easily entertained.

Traveling Journal Update!

Since school and work have been keeping my much busier than I thought, the re-release of the Traveling Journal will be bumped up to August 1st. Anyone who is still interested in contributing drop me a line or leave a comment below.

Repeat offenders are welcome.

Anyone interested in seeing what other folks have done can look HERE.

Useful Site!

Ever wanted to read a newspaper article online, but find that they want you to register first so they can spam the hell out of you? Then check out THIS useful little site.

Artist of The Week!

Better late than never! The day isn't over yet!
This weeks Artist of The Week is Kent Williams.

Those of you familiar with comic books and graphic novels will probably have heard of him before. His paintings are stunning and his drawings are wonderfully loose and real. Look for his new book The Fountain which he illustreated and is written by Darren Aronosky, and will be a film coming to a theatre near you later this year.

ZZZzzz...

Ooohh.... I'm going to be a hurtin' unit in the morning... I have to be at school in 7 hours and be prepared to sit in a dimly lit, warm room and pay attention to computer stuff. Fortunately it's a half day tomorrow.

Hooray BEER!

There's a new pub coming to Walpole! The British Beer Company! And It will be close enough to our house that we can walk there... perfect for those shameful staggers home! Here's hoping they serve more than just beer.

Dreams...

This weird dream is brought to you by the Church of Graham Chapman.

This morning I dreamt that I was in a musical production. For those of you who know how much I HATE musicals this is quite funny. This particular production was an amalgamation of Jesus Christ Superstar and Monty Python, with a dash of Joseph and the Technicolor Dreamcoat.

My role was to sing Monty Python's Every Sperm is Sacred topless while sitting on Jesus' lap, then dive mermaid like into the ocean.



I don't do drugs... I SWEAR!

For Sharon!

THIS is for you!
Something tells me that is right up your alley.
Enjoy!

Apparently I was supposed to win...

Tuesday as I was leaving my office a scruffy looking man I had never seen before looks up from from sorting and checking his lottery numbers in old newspapers and points at me and says "YOU should buy a ticket tonight... it's 49 million, y'know." I smiled and said, "Alright then, I will." and turned to leave and he says "I'll be back next week to pick up my share." and I laughed.

I did go buy a ticket that night, but sadly I did not win.

I find myself buying these blasted things more and more. I figure that $1.00 buys me a days worth of lottery winning fantasy. For a mere dollar I get to redecorate my dream home, buy all the camera gear I want, pay off all my bills, kidnap my husband and travel the world and only cook when I feel like it, which is almost never. $1.00 is a small price to pay for this fantasy.

Some people pay much more for their fantasy lives... men in strip clubs stuff bill after bill into the sequin clad g-strings of hot college girls trying to imagine what it would be like to have sex with them.

I would like to think I would be generous with my lottery winnings, and if I do ever win, that is my intention. I bet I would disappear for a little while though until all the fuss has died down. I bet folks I knew in elementary school would crawl out of the woodwork and say "Hi! remember me? I used to beat the snot out of you on a daily basis, but you forgive me RIGHT?" Old boyfriends and people who called me names would suddenly remember things differently and try to contact me. I would probably get calls at all hours of the night saying "I'm a friend of a friend of a friend of so-and-so and my sister needs a new car and a kidney..." You get the idea.

I don't want anything terribly extravagant. I just want a house far enough away from from my neighbors that I don't have to see or hear them. I want a house big enough to have an art room, a music room, a computer room, a room to dance in and enough bedrooms to have overnight guests at a moments notice. I want a pool, a secret garden and a place to build a fire. I would have big parties, small parties and crazy parties.

I would quit my job that very moment and never look back. I would learn to invest enough of it to insure we would never have to work again.

I would get a tattoo by Chris Garver of Miami Ink. I would hire a professional cook to make us healthy, yummy meals. I would learn to belly dance from a real person instead of from a DVD. I might get an apartment or condo in Boston to use as a crash pad for those nights we go in to see a show. It would be nice to be a short stagger or cab ride to bed on those evenings. I would travel the world taking pictures of my adventures.

I'd buy another hearse and have it fixed up pretty... maybe make it into a camper of sorts and drive around the country in it... gas prices be damned! Actually driving around the country with Ron would be a must. Driving vacations seem to suit us rather well.

I would set up college funds for all the kids I know. I would help my friends in any way I can... y'all would be driving new cars at the very least! I have been very lucky in my friends over the years and I would do my best to do what's best for you all.

What would you do if you won $49 million dollars? Would you buy a house? 2 houses? Travel the world? Learn to fly a plane? Would you disappear?

Hee-hee!

QUICK! Go see THIS before youtube pulls it for some reason... they do that y'know. It's hilarious!

Now I suppose I should go put some clothes on and get my ass to the dentist. I have to be there in 20 minutes. Blech. Fortunatley it's only 5 minutes away. Unfortunately I don't want to go.

I thought I might try looking at THIS WEBCAM to see if I could spot Ali & Stan in Alaska. But I forgot... Alaska is a big state.

Hey Stan! Hey Ali! If you can read this, I hope you are having fun and please, for heaven's sake, don't feed the bears.

And now a fun site!

And HERE it is!

Scary Stuff

Want to know what is really going on in Lebanon? Check out THIS BLOG. The woman who writes it is someone I met through Nervousness and she is a wonderfully talented and sweet person. You can see her regular website HERE.

Mickey Spillane 1918 - 2006

Pulp novelist Mickey Spillane died yesterday.
Full story HERE.

Oh-K!

I was recently invited to join THIS FLICKR GROUP and add one of my cemetery letters to their photo pool. The group is dedicated to the letter K. Nothing too unusual about that... just a healthy interest in typography, right?

WRONG.

I looked at their WEBSITE and discovered that this person is obsessed with the letter K. Specifically in trying to get people to write the letter K like this: K rather than like this: K

According to this site, and correct me if I misunderstood this, but this person believes that the second style of the letter K causes suicidal thoughts. Why? because of the three intersecting lines. This site is so poorly written I couldn't figure out why this causes people to go into a "suicide mode" Perhaps I just lack patience?

"Because the shape of the alphabet "K" is used on a mass basis, the tragedy can also take the shape of gigantic proportions.

At this point, perhaps it should be mentioned what is the great tragedy that is being mentioned in this narrative? The answer to the question is SUICIDE. An act of someone that takes their own life. The act of someone so disturbed mentally that they cannot find any will to live."

I had to dig through THIS pile of drivel to finally get to the heart of the matter. Someone needs to tell this person that if you are trying to start a movement it's best ye get right to the point... and maybe learn to write. Oh but wait, you're nuts. My bad.

Gggrrrr....

Some fucknut telelmarketer doesn't understand what having your name on the so called "DO NOT CALL" list means and woke me up this morning, and then they had the nerve to hang up pn me once I answered the phone. Fuckers.

SO yeah... it's expensive, but I star-69'd their ass and got 1-425-256-3729 which according to White Pages is someplace in Bellvue, Washington. If anyone wants to call them at an obscenely early hour and wake them up be my guest.

Happy Birthday Melissa!

From the Blog Fodder Bin

Did I share this already?

Make your own Duct Tape Corset.

Dreams...

I had many weird dreams this morning... it's one of the advantages of sleeping in.

I remember one about me and Ron getting haircuts... and it took 6 hours. The guy cutting my hair wore a police uniform that had a patch sewn on the sleeve that said "Fetish Parade" And he had a mustache. One of the other dreams was me, Ron, Taki and my sister Angela in Las Vegas, Nevada. In the dream Angie was complaining of the heat and wanted to go get a drink. Taki was itching to gamble and I wanted to go to "old Vegas". Ron just wanted to go home. Considering I don't ever need to go back there it was very strange.

The rest of the dreams are just a jumble of images in my brain, though I remember the first dream of the morning, the one that woke me up out of a dead sleep, was a bad one.

Artist of The Week!

This weeks Artist of The Week is

Yoshitaka Amano.

I know you have seen his work before... if you have ever watched any anime, read any comics, or played any video games then you have seen evidence of his work.

You can see more of his work HERE.

Artist of The Week...

...will be delayed by one day. It's been a busy weekend, and I hurt.

Knit Picking?

I was going to post this a while back, but the new issue of BUST Magazine beat me to it. Well, here you go anyway: Gangsta Knitting!

Hollaback, YO!

You may have seen HollabackNYC, but now we have one for Beantown: Hollaback Boston! Keep those cameras ready ladies because the creeps ARE out there!

Happy Birthday Krista!

Krista turns 14 today!

I feel so old...

A Big Dig at The Big Dig

I don't like tunnels to begin with...never have. I'm not too fond of bridges either. As Ron can tell you I always feel the urge to duck in tunnels and I drive through them WAY too fast in an effort to get through them quickly. I get mildy claustrphobic in them and in the back of my mind I always think... this damn thing was likely built by the lowest bidder and what the hell is stopping it from coming crashing down on me?

This past Monday this is exactly what happened. Tragically a local woman was killed in a partial tunnel collapse in Boston while she and her husband of just over one year were on their way to the airport to pick up relatives. The womans husband survived, but really, whoever recovers fully from something like that?

If she were killed by a regular traffic accident or a disease perhaps it would be more easily understood. It is still painful, but you are able to mentally catalog it and deal with the pain of losing someone. The human mind is capable of dealing with alot, but this is was a horrible, bizarre and preventable accident. This poor man will never be the same.

This terrible accident could have happened to anyone. How many of you immediately thought upon hearing this news "When was the last time I or someone I knew drove through this tunnel"? Or any of the other Boston area tunnels for that matter? I bet every single person within 50 miles of Boston has driven through one of them or knows someone who has. Go give that person an big hug right now, will ya? Better yet, go give the next person you see a big hug and tell them you are glad they are here no matter what, because you never know from one day to the next when something is going to happen.

I know I will not be driving through any of these tunnels anytine soon, if ever again. There are other ways in and around Boston and because you have to go through a tunnel to get to Logan Airport, T.F. Green Airport in Providence is looking even better now. If everyone in the Metro-Boston area felt this way then the big-wigs on Beacon Hill will have gotten their wish with the whole Big Dig project alleviating traffic... because if everyone is afraid to drive on their shiny new roads there simply won't be any traffic to deal with. Then the politicians could pat each other on the back, collect their fat paychecks and feel wonderful and wouldn't that be nice?

The Big Dig is a big hole that was being filled with money. My money, your money... everyones money. Sadly now it is also being filled with blood. The Government of Massachusetts has blood on their hands and now they must somehow make it right. Is that even possible?

BRILLIANT!

Keep Your Jesus Off My Penis!
This was so funny I had to share!

Insert Unimaginative Title Here

After spending a very pleasant afternoon with Ron and Andy yesterday I was reminded of the MIT Flea Market, which I have been meaning to get to one of these days. And thinking of the MIT Flea Market I remembered THIS little gem. Enjoy!

Pictures of yesterday and Hangin' with Nurses at The Cask & Flagon coming soon! Oh yeah... forgot to mention that... we hung out with nurses last Thursday night. Did you know that the Cask & Flagon redecorated? Now it's WAY too clean for my taste... Long live the dive bar!

Artist of The Week!

This weeks Artist of The Week is Kathie Olivas!

This multi-talented woman really tickles my grim bone. Some folks have a funny bone, I apparently have a grim bone. I am firmly in touch with my inner goth, I simply can't afford the wardrobe.

Check out her paintings HERE and her sculptures HERE.

They had me at "grieving sofa"

If you are feeling as bleh as I am today and need a little something-something to put a smile on your face check THIS out.

The Fugster never disappoints.

Traveling Journal Update!

Traveling Journal pages can be seen HERE.
Anyone object to having their pages posted online?
If so, let me know and I'll remove them.

Anyone else want to sign up?

The list so far:
- Sharon
- Dawn
- Maria
- Carla

Brimfield Fair!

Hey kids! It's that time of year again!
Time for used furniture and vintage tchotchkes galore!
You can find all that and more at the Brimfield Fair!

(frankly, I don't like the heat so I'm going to wait for fall... but I thought some of you might like to know.)

Snort!

THIS made me laugh my ass off this morning!

Kenneth Lay dead at 64

Well, that's one way to avoid going to jail. What really cooks my noodle though is the guy died ON VACATION. He never saw any serious punishment for what he did. Fucker.

Full Story HERE.
And HERE.
And there is THIS interesting site.

And then there is THIS little tidbit about his finances.
"Once the annuities reach maturity in February 2007, Kenneth and Linda Lay will be guaranteed monthly payments of $43,023 and $32,643, respectively, for life."

and this:

"Under precedents set by the Fifth Circuit Court of Appeals in New Orleans, a defendant is not technically ruled guilty until the person has been sentenced and has exhausted the appeals process, lawyers said. Since Lay died before his sentencing and appeal, the conviction does not stand, and the financial claim by the government will not proceed, they said."

Hmm... maybe he's faking his own death? Does this mean his wife doesn't have to pay any fines? Does anyone else hear Lewis Black sputtering?

Found another interesting link which can be seen HERE.

Lantern Festival

Every year on the 2nd Thursday in July there is a Lantern Festival at Forest Hills Cemetery.

I have school that night, but I really want to go and take pictures. I am told I am allowed to miss school for photo op's but I don't want to get behind. Maybe I'll go next year when I know more? I haven't been in a few years and each year it gets bigger and bigger. They are even charging for parking this year!

It's a truly lovely event and I recommend you try to go. There will be a lantern ceremony, taiko drummers, and chinese folk dancers. One year there was even a bagpiper!

For more info go HERE.

My Farts Smell Like Freedom.

Today we went to the Esplanade for the Fourth of July Festivities so I could gather more photo's for The Faces Project. I do believe I got a whole bunch of good ones despite not being able to get onto the grass directly in front of the Hatch Shell without a stupid wristband. We met up with John and Brigitte there and hung out for a while, but around 6 o'clock we decided we were tired and went home. Frankly, neither of us are feeling well and I am surprised we lasted as long as we did. John and Brigitte are staying for the fireworks then they will be making their way to our house for the night. Photos will be online in due time.

I'm still looking for volunteers for The Faces Project by the way!

Happy 4th of July!

Here's some fireworks for you!

Artist of The Week!

This weeks Artist of The Week is Vicki Berndt!

I love her sense of humor and style. She even takes commisions! I would LOVE to have a painting of me and Ron done by her. You can check out her site HERE.

Maybe I'm just not a "people person"

This weekend we went clothes shopping for Ron this weekend and miracle of miracles, we found clothes that look good and fit! Hooray!

We also went to the Apple Store in Chestnut Hill. The mall itself was D-E-A-D dead, but the Apple store was hopping! It was more than a little intimidating, especially with someone jumping all over us asking if we had any questions every 3 seconds. Maybe it's just me, but overzealous salepeople drive me nuts. Let me get my bearings and look at all the shiny toys... I see you over there with your store badges on and don't you worry your pretty little head off, I'll find you when I need you.

And I'm not even sure if I really NEED a Mac just yet... if at all. Yeah, sure, they're pretty and I want one, I really, really want one, but do I NEED one? I will need a laptop at some point, but it is still up in the air which one it is going to be.

We also went to Best Buy to pick up a card reader and Ron drooled over a new Palm he has been eyeing. The sales people were pushy here too, but I got the feeling it was more to let us know they were there and they were watching us so we better not steal anything. The difference between Best Buy and the Apple Store was the Apple Store felt like a car dealership on crack while the Best Buy felt like a car dealership run by high school kids. Neither is condusive to shopping.

I think I may stick to shopping online for anything but clothing.

What's My Name! Say My Name!

Happy Birthday!

Happy Birthday to Steven!
Don't eat too much cake!