HAPPY HIJINX!!
Start of The Spice Girls Reunion Tour!!
who am I? Ballet Spice...
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
SKIN
It's our biggest organ. It's also a canvas, and a flag. So much about us is revealed by our skin.
"Ever has it been that love does not know it's own depth, until our separation." That was just said on the TV show I am watching. Or something very close to that. What can I say, I am not a secretary.
What if it takes you nearly 10 months to acknowledge that you separated yourself from something pretty incredible? And then admit you were a bonehead because you got scared. Even after he said the single most perfect thing a man could say, that he's an ass man.
How do these 2 things make any sense together? His flag was an incredible fish inspired leg piece (that must be finished by now), and mine was a mask. My horoscope said today was the day for climbing trees.
So this is me, sitting out on a limb.
Monday, October 29, 2007
WHAT IF...
...I had not been such an impatient, impertinent child? Then instead of gazing longly at these photos from The Winger (yes, from the iphone commercial), I might actually be in them. Oh, to have not stamped my little ballet slipper shod foot and said, "This is boring", while rolling my wee blue eyes at my mother. Who then gladly canceled my very expensive dance lessons and let me thrash those little pink canvas slippers in the mud while playing games of make believe with my dolls - for free. Cheers to my thrifty Mom!
* thanks Wingers! I love the site!
Sunday, October 28, 2007
ART DIRECTION
Fracture. Fragment. These are the words I would use to describe my brain function lately (outside of work). As an example, below I have listed all the great blog post titles I have come up with, that I just cannot seem to spin into full fledged thoughts. This is good stuff people! So here is my new thought. I need to be a bloggy art director. I will conjour up the titles and story lines and you little blog monkeys will craft the actual posts. I think this could work out famously.
1. BONEHEADED (reflections on a series of boneheaded moves I made earlier this year and the ramifications of those actions, yes it involves a boy. Of course it does)
2. COLD SNAP (thoughts on how fabulous it would be experiencing fall in London, while attending an MFA program and waiting for my Godson to arrive)
3. SOCIAL FUNK (my reflections on how the latest reshuffling of the players in my life is unfolding. Bonus - what I am working on manifesting next, a PIC!)
4. GROUPIES, GUPPIES, AND OTHER FAG HAG WORTHY TITLES (about how madly in love with my new co-workers I am)
5. FUTURE STATEMENTS VIA MY UNCONSCIOUS (a synopsis of the latest in an ongoing series of life altering dreams. This one involved a flying boat!!)
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
B!!
You all knew it was only a matter of time! After work today I slipped over to the employee store and bought a B, in honor of my new job! Then obvs I had to hold a photo shoot, I mean seriously right. Thank you! 
my favorite are her shoes! with their wee pom-poms!
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
FOUND
Things on my desk:
ipod
8 lovely blondes (and one brunette - what up Erika!) that I greet each morning with a, "Hello Ladies. How was last night?"
phones
G5
tea mug
* life with Barbie is sweet
MAKING INTRODUCTIONS
Everyone, meet my Godson! He does not officially have a name yet, but we are working on it. See you in February my little buddy!
he's already a thumb sucker!
* I am pushing for Oliver, quite British and yet unique!
LONDON CANAL, 09/07
Whee! We got a personal canal tour of London on a "live aboard"! Not many folks get to do this, privately anyway (we passed a number of water taxis and man those folks looked grumpy), so getting to see the backside of The London Zoo, Regents Park, and finally ending up at Camden Market made us feel like rock stars. Or maybe it was all that wine...
all aboard!
you have to have boots to come on this trip
the wine...
a wee boat
this boat looks very English (notice the bunny)
the big scary tunnel
where's the end?
whew.
thanks Captain C!
A TALE OF 2 ROOMMATES
One roommate comes home and spends 2 hours on the treadmill. The other has waffles for dinner.
* PS bonus points if you know who caught last night's episode of The Hills online!
Monday, October 22, 2007
HMMMF.
Lots of things on my mind lately. Someone special introduced me to this song and well, it's pretty. So as I sit here working through a glass of wine I have it on repeat and that's working for me. Now if I could just stop reminiscing, I could get some of my extra curricular work done! Go me and my jam packed schedule...
BTW in case you don't live in LA, you missed a spectacular sunset. With all the airborne detritus from the numerous fires, it makes the sky look like someone cut her open and poured her neon blood out, all over the ocean.
Saturday, October 20, 2007
OVERHEARD IN PLAYA
During my internet surfing procrastination fest of this morning, something made me pull out my ear buds and spy. Yes, spy like the ex KGB agent I was born to be.
At first I thought I was hearing one half of a fight from a neighboring apartment. No dice, as there was never a second voice and when I thought about it, this was not a fight - more of a phone call with attitude. Also it was too quiet to be coming from inside the building. Time to set aside my mactop and slink over to the window.
No one in the pool. Courtyard deserted. All neighbors blinds open and showing no signs of anyone at home. Drat. After returning to the couch, the voice returned. I glanced to the window once more and Eureka! One building over trotting around the roof deck (side note - I wasn't aware this building had one) in a black t-shirt was Angry Phone Guy!
He sounds a bit like Paul Rudd, only angry and does that guy ever get angry? Of course I stealthily fished out the camera, cracked the front door and snap! I got him. Then I abandoned my ipod completely and tuned into the neighborhood pod cast of Playa Bachelors. He crabbed about a girl named Sacha and how you (guy on other end of phone) must have gotten drunk and told her, because he never did! "Makes me feel bad!", he lamented.
Yeah, I am sure you feel terrible. Come to think of it, he looked a bit like Brody Jenner...ah, my own private view of The Hills.
SATURDAY MORNING
1. wake up
2. pee
3. make tea / breakfast (toasty pita with sliced herb chicken, guacamole, greek yogurt and hot sauce)
4. surf the internet while doing some good procrastination
5. find the best thing ever on The Scrabbled!
this was the song I thought of first! da da da...Becks!
* FYI this is how my nerdy brain works! I love the group effort and the crack use of technology!
LATE NIGHT WORD PLAY
Hard day, for no reason in particular, Justine thought as she readied for bed and changed clothes. She was tense, agitated and fidgeted circles in the carpet with her toes. The clock informed her that it was late and she should be getting on with the act of going to bed. And yet she still persisted in being awake.
The day had started out early and bright. An unexpected day off from working that she would use to complete various errands that seemed to never make it off the to-do list. By noon she had knocked most of them out. After lunch she briefly napped on the couch and woke up in her current agitated state. Again this was for no particular reason.
Perhaps it was the nap (she didn't take naps) that caused her uneasiness. Maybe it was her sixth sense working over time trying to warn her. Justine would never know. After shopping to quell her nerves, she was killed. A routine traffic accident that went (for her) terribly awry. However Justine went on unaware of her recent demise and continued to fight cross town traffic. She neglected to notice that she went on without her car. Funny things happen when you die.
She arrived for dinner with her oldest friend, only to find that she wasn't home. Justine slid back the window that never latched and let herself inside. Presently her friend arrived home talking on her mobile phone. She largely ignored Justine (which miffed Justine to no end, after all that traffic), while the dog nosed circles around her feet and whined. "Hey, Rufus. Stop." Only he didn't stop, he peed. That was when it began to dawn on Justine that all was not right with her world. She couldn't smell the dog pee even though she was standing in it.
Now that is no way to begin to realize you are dead. Via dog pee. Most people see their body and once recovered from the shock, are painfully aware their time on Earth is over. Quickly they ready themselves for the journey upstairs (hell by the way is a myth, while heaven, rest assured is not). Justine's journey would not be so easy. She passed out in the little puddle of dog pee.
Much later she awoke on the couch at her apartment. It was dark and even tough she had just slept most of the day, she decided to get ready for bed. That dream had really done a number on her brain. Only you and I know that what she perceived as a dream, sadly is not. Poor Justine, the dead cannot sleep. They can loose consciousness from shock or fright, but they cannot lay down and peacefully drift off to dream land. They cannot in fact dream either.
Caught between reality and what comes next is how Justine came to be pushing circles in the rug with her toe.
* someone should not be allowed to publish her late night creative writing ramblings...
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
MISS COMMUNICATION
Let's just say it hasn't been my strong suit lately. Mercury is retro-grading all over my life and making me nuts! I am jumping to conclusions, running off on dates with The Overshare, and generally slapping my forehead with the free hand that isn't clamped over my mouth.
So I beg your pardon, I am not usually a human Labrador Retriever! Ugg. I am locking myself in my new office and not coming out until this is all over.
Thank you, The Management
OPENING DAY!!
YAY!! Woo woo - this was the sign above my desk (it was personalized, but alas there was sensitive imagery that I cannot show you right next to it)! Boy am I excited!
thanks for the warm welcome J and D!
SUNDAY SUPPER
On Sunday we acted like grown-ups and had a dinner party! Thanks for hosting D! Happy Birthday S and S!
yes, yes we are
we heart bread!
Miss C made a mountain of a pie
this is what we call Birthday Cake...
even Yoda got in on the dessert action!
D's chocolate cheesecake!
FRIDAY'S FINAL BOBA
It's official, my last SRD boba! I can't believe it...2+ years, that's a lot of boba!
Monday, October 15, 2007
Sunday, October 14, 2007
WHEN IN ROME...
Dix and I picked up some bad, late night habits while across the pond! We became well acquainted with the 24 hour fast food shop around the way and developed a lust for the nightly free gossip rags passed out at the tube stations. We'd make our soggy way back to the office and fling open a window (to hear the rain) and talk with our mouths full about how much better English fast food is, while passing the papers back and forth. Sometimes it really is the little things that make a vacation great. 
Dixie's favorite band in the whooooole world. hehe.
Saturday, October 13, 2007
WHITE HORSE PUB, 09/07
Dixie and Wee have a real English meal!
toad in a hole! 
fish 'n chips
we're American, we need ketchup!
* oxford, uk
Friday, October 12, 2007
JOHN DENVER 10 YEARS ON
Sang a lot of John Denver songs growing up, but this was by far my favorite. This clip of him playing for the muppets is priceless. And wait for Waldorf and Statler at the end!
love the goofy!
Thursday, October 11, 2007
OXFORD (RAINY)DAY TRIP, 09/07
takin' the bus!
weetiny car
the dreaming spires
views around campus
a secret garden!
important heads!
graduates!
grads and the Bodleian Library
ye ol' public library tucked away on a side street
across from campus
CANCER CONTINUES TO BE A MIXED BAG
aug 04
New research shows that Taxol may not be necessary or even helpful for most breast cancer cases. This was the drug I tolerated least and was scared of most. Taxol turned my nails black and peely, it made me sleep 20 out of 24 hours a day. It made my bones hurt from the inside as it worked to destroy my bone marrow. I was too tired to eat or talk. So it was especially comforting to find this quote mid way through the article, "We should have done this a long time ago...", referring to the new research to calculate the effectiveness of Taxol on Her-2 negative breast cancer. It must surely be Breast Cancer Awareness Month.
In happier news my prolonged recurrence scare has been officially called off! I am free of the cancer monkey!! My big nasty PET scan of Friday blog fame has come back clean! Whoo woo, I am off the cancer train and on to other fabulous things. There's no time for cancer in this girl's life!
* thanks everybody for your thoughts and support!
PROUD MARY
Miss Mary May and her fabulous smile
I am still in shock. In fact, I so thought that this was a cruel joke, I didn't believe it until I looked up the website of the mortuary. Then I sat mouth open at my desk and stared at my computer screen. "Mary May is gone", looped through my brain. Only it didn't fit. I whistled for a drink but sadly there are no cocktail waiters at the office. How could the girl who was always up for a little chat and didn't forget birthdays, be dead?
May your sweet, little soul have an easy journey and know that you will be greatly missed. Mary May 04, 25 1984 / 10, 05 2007
* I recieved news of her passing via myspace which disturbs me on a whole other level.
SIGNS IT'S TIME FOR A NEW JOB
Your office computer now cruises the world wide web in Japanese, because you had to change the ISP address to fix a cable internet connection issue. Surfing the web in Japanese while fun, is ultimately unproductive. Sigh.
Dad comes up with enough "pro bono" work to keep you employed full time. (Dad we've got to talk about payment!)
* new job alert!
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
Monday, October 8, 2007
A GIFT FROM THE ARTIST
Yesterday was a pretty amazing day. I headed out in the morning with Mom for The Brewery Art Walk,(The Brew is this super cool artist community outside Downtown LA in, what else, an old brewery). I was beginning to think that it had happened, that I had become an art snob. Years of school, my own repressed fine art creativity all culminating right there with Mom. I was unmoved by everything. I was polite as these artists opened their homes and studios but I saw nothing that made me giddy.
Then whilst fending off a panic attack (apropos of nothing) I came upon Jason Eoff. I immediately relaxed. I petted the kitty. I stood in his space and just breathed in the dusty smells, mixed with window cleaner and kitty, and knew all was not lost. There on the floor, leaning against a piano was something pink and shiny.
I couldn't walk away. I was enamored. It looked like cancer. But fun, not harmful, just plain old cancer. How cancer would look if it wasn't trying to kill you and could be your friend instead. We were fated to be together I guess you could say. Lucky for me the artist saw it that way too! So welcome home SummerSong II!
you know I love the pink and shiny!!
summersong II
the lovely artist himself!
* ps Jason you are soooo on a payment plan - don't even try!
Saturday, October 6, 2007
IN REMEMBERENCE OF ME
So yearlier this year I redesigned this blog and tonight as I caught up on her blogging, she inspired me to think about a time capsule. Well, more specifically what I would stick in my own time capsule. Here goes:
1. a copy of Catcher in the Rye, Johnny Got His Gun, 9 Stories, Brave New World and Man O'War.
2. my Michael Kors Hobnail Boots circa 2006
3. my High School Box that contains the only things I kept from 1993-1997
4. this blog and my website (don't ask how, that's not important)
5. Yum Chaa Lemon Sherbet Tea and tea kettle
6. a joint :)
7. my favorite gold clutch evening purse
8. the movies Princess Bride, Dr. Strangelove, Logan's Run, Breakfast at Tiffany's and Casablanca (oh oh save room for Indiana Jones Raider's of the Lost Ark and Ghostbusters - what?)
9. the feeling of falling in love / the look on someone's face when they saw me for the first time (I realize that makes no sense to anyone but me)
10. music from The Beatles, The Cure, Fiona Apple, Michael Jackson (before Bad), Beethoven and Rachmaninoff
11. that pink hat I wore all through the Big C that D made for me
12. my hot pink and purple, paint splattered, palm tree adorned, Miami Miss bike (god, could one girl have loved a bike more? I'd still ride her!)
13. Alexander's red hoodie from pre-school that turned me into Wonder Woman when he let me wear it.
14. The Vogue Sept 1996 issue
15. my first bottle of Chanel's Vamp nail polish
16. tickets to every show/concert I have ever attended
17. the memory book I created for my first trip to Europe - it was sooo cool!
I know there must be more but for a Saturday night I think this will suffice.
WEETINY HEAD O'LETTUCE!
Lurking in my kitchen is the wee-est of lettuces!! 
eureka!! I found you!
for scale - a fork
with his big brother lettuces!
DAPPER DAN & HIS LADY
How awesome to find these 2 in the Nuclear Medicine Waiting Room! Made this trip to the hospital quite interesting. We had a great debate about pop culture (read The Britney Disaster), how Oprah is overrated and what we think Barack is actually up to (aside from stirring up the flag debate). I heart America!
did I forget to mention his outfit?
Friday, October 5, 2007
FLOWERS FOR ALGERNON
Wait, that would make me crazy...flowers for my trip to the hospital!
* I heart strange flora!
WEE STEPS, LONDON 09/07
Walking all around the UK!! 
Heathrow
The Tower of London
Notting Hill
The Tube
Oxford
WestEnd
Westminster Abbey
Natural History Museum
FAT BUNNIES WITH BAD HABITS
my response to the woozy making radioactive glucose 
random lights in my sketch book
SOUTH PAW
It's scan time again!! Whee, back on the Big C roulette wheel. 
lookin' good!!
the PET scanner
Kaiser drives it around in a truck, it's so expensive they have only one
the tech's sporty car - love it!
REGINA SPEKTOR IS ONLY THE START
I am loving these new adverts from JC Penney!! Go Saatchi & Saatchi creativity!
more days like this please!
whoo woo!
too cute!
HOME SWEET HOME
If I were a fairey, this lovely little glen/pond, next to an ancient bridge would be my dream home!
* oxford, england
Thursday, October 4, 2007
PARLIAMENT AND WESTMINSTER ABBEY 09/07
Big Ben!
Dixie and a Bobby!
oldest part of the abbey!!
* no photos in the coolest parts of the abbey - boo. too excited to shoot the front by getting inside!
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
EASTENDERS!!
How can you not love a TV show with this guy? Love me some British TV!!
A, you've got to keep me posted! Did he do in dear old Dad??
LONDON'S CRAZY PRIVATE CLUBS
First things first, our tour of London's Crazy Private Clubs! Thank goodness our guides knew just where to guide us! In one night we partied in Mick Jagger's bathroom, fell down the rabbit hole with Alice and wound up on a traditional English Fox Hunt. Goodtimes!
hearts on the ceiling!!
look closely...
yes, it's a toilet!
REMINDED THAT SOMETIMES, THE PAST CAN CATCH YOU
had occasion to come across these guys this morning. I really used to love them...
Monday, October 1, 2007
I LOVE PARIS IN THE SPRINGTIME, BUT I REALLY LOVE LONDON IN THE FALL!
London is slightly shy, seriously independent, a classic beauty and she leaves you feeling a bit giggly inside. Like finding a cute boy on the tube and discovering that you are both going to the same station. You may not go skipping off into a Los Angeles sized sunset, but you both secretly hope it happens again tomorrow.
Maybe it's vacation wanderlust, but even with the chill and the grey, there's just something...I think I need to live here. Strange electrical plugs and all.
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