Happy New Year's Eve kids!!!
I am getting this in before I head out to a NYE lunch with my cousin. I am craving this:
Too bad we are heading out for Mexican (there is no good sushi in the South Bay - only yuppified hovels boasting things like a Philadelphia roll). Sigh, new years makes me crave sea food. It seems so new, and fresh and slippery. I love these images from the Tsukiji Fish Market in Tokyo, Japan.
*thanks Hungry Dru!
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Happy New Year's Eve kids!!!
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Friday, December 26, 2008
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Semisonic - The Great Divide
The Cure - Wish
The August Rush Soundtrack (what!?)
Kings of Leon - Only by the Night
Billy Joel - The Stranger
MGMT - Oracular Spectacular
I heart music. If I could have chosen, Artist or Musician, it would have been a toss up. Let's be honest, a starving creative is a starving creative. Your selected venue is really just splitting hairs.
Dream # 8 Learn to play the Cello - again. Then the piano with my tiny hands - since we are dreaming.
Posted by weetiny at 7:48 PM
This year was not polite. It was aggressive, loud, obtuse and painful. It occurs to me however that all growth is this way, all stretchy and yes, you've out grown that sweater - so even though B of A says you cannot get a new one, you had better get on that. No one wants to see you in that old one anymore. So I did my part to stimulate the economy yesterday and trucked home 6 new sweaters (and yes at this point B of A says it is ok!). Part of that was inspired by the fact that until the night before, I had been feeling a tad invisible. Between my crazy work hours and some other as yet undiscovered vibe, I have been tooling around LA like a ghost.
Thursday night I fell into the Sony Music Catalog (thanks K! - y'all it's CD's for everybody this year for Christmas!), and we talked about what the F, has been going on. I sputtered about feeling at a loss for how to shift my horizon. She wondered what had changed for her vivacious little goat friend. We sat like two owls blinking at each other. Finally we called it a draw and I went home.
Well that part is over. O V E R. Bring on the dancing! Bring on the nights with friends! Happy friggin' Holidays! Friday night was a sea of half dressed LA singles at a random hot spot, and I was there giggling in the thick of it. Glory? Maybe not, but boy, was it fun. I danced, I talked, I laughed. I made excuses not to give my number to (forgive me) valley living guys who attend Dance School and middle aged men who dance like a dream. No seriously, this one guy was on fire and the man was the Master of his feet. I just didn't really see myself wanting him to master me. Gack.
I survived 2008. Can I get that on a t-shirt?
Posted by weetiny at 7:16 PM
Saturday, December 6, 2008
Grab a good thing before it's gone. I am ruminating on that this morning as I push the noodles around in my bowl. I love yakisoba. I learned to eat it at this wee wonderful, homestyle Japanese place in WestLA. Sadly, these noodles are not from there - because that restaurant is closed. Gone. The noodles in my bowl are terrible. They in no way even resemble yakisoba. Sigh.
I suppose I can still work on all that goat cheese from last night anyway.
Posted by weetiny at 12:08 PM