MIMOSAS FOR ONE

my top ten of the last 10 : the moments, people, places, and events that changed my life this decade 10) Humboldt County - you were my home for nearly 5 years. much of who i am is because of you 9) the films of wes anderson 8) blogging, friendster, myspace, facebook, yelp!...etc. the evolution of social networking has revolutionized the way we meet people and communicate. it's effect on me is obvious. what am i doing right now? hell-ooo! 7) The Bay Area arts scene - Is this my career? maybe. maybe not. but it hasn't been such a bad way to spend some years of my post college employment. I have met a ton of awesome people, made some great friends, and taken in some great performances. 6) San Francisco - I love this city. I have gotten to know it pretty well, and yet there is still so much left to explore. 5) kfjc - I didn't think I'd last a week, let alone 3 1/2 years...and I'm still around. I have been pretty M.I.A lately, but it's still an important part of my l...

Today at 5:11pm | Edit Note | Delete TreyVonne and ShaMargaret decided that they wanted burritos for lunch, so they walked over to mi taqueria. right before they walked into mi taqueria, they noticed a commercial being filmed at the chevron/extramile across the street. they were tempted to check it out, but decided to eat burritos first. when the walked over to the chevron /extramile after to buy their co-worker cheetos cheesepoofs, they saw the star of sed commercial : MIKE EFFING ROWE FROM DIRTY JOBS! Dear mike rowe, what the heck are you doing at a chevron /extramile on the border of menlo park and east PA??

i really like this guy . at least on paper, he cracks my shit up.

why is my life a perpetual cheshire cat era blink 182 song? i need a new approach.

fuck you, american apparrel

the drama. the murder. the intrigue. the stuffing of boxes. this is ikea heights i'm off to the city for belini's and a viewing of the last of the mohicans with troy. mucho bestidos, friday!!!

he had never died i had never cried she had never tried to make this stop how do i make this stop the hurt the shirt off my back i would give for one more day i would pay a hefty ransom so many things to tell to say he may not be as gone as i think

cadillac margarita and pete beat give good face ******************************************************************************** i love karaoke. i'm not the world's best singer, but i'm not tone deaf. i like to sing in karaoke bars, and i don't need to be 3 sheets to the wind to do it either. I prefer to have had at least one beer before i take the mic, but i don't need to be sloshed to take the stage. A few friday's ago, upon pete's suggestion, i took the show down to The Blue Max on the El Camino in Sunnyvale. I usually hit up Goosetown Lounge in Willow Glen which is usually packed with the young hipster crowd. Blue Max is a little more seasoned. a little less crowded. They have their regulars. observe : that guy apparently sings swwet transvestite from rocky horror every week. in a utilikilt. while weaving through the crowd and rubbing up on "unsuspecting" patrons as he does it. awesome theatredude. awesome. now, back to the whole reason for t...

Linus: He'll come here because I have the most sincere pumpkin patch and he respects sincerity. Sally Brown: Do you really think he will come? Linus: Tonight the Great Pumpkin will rise out of the pumpkin patch. He flies through the air and brings toys to all the children of the world. Sally Brown: That's a good story. Linus: You don't believe the story of the Great Pumpkin? I thought little girls always believed everything that was told to them. I thought little girls were innocent and trusting. Sally Brown: Welcome to the 20th century!

senior year of high school -fall 1998 ************************************************************************************* last month The first time I went to Ashland, Oregon I was 15. It felt like this grand adventure. my parents were never the types to discourage us from traveling without them. They weren't hesitant in the least to let me get on that bus. what they probably didn't know at the time, was that that trip would change my life. I know, it sounds totally cheesy, but my trips to Ashland (nearly annually since 1996), have been a huge part of my life. Even during the financially lean years in college. my friends and I would somehow make it work. my most constant companion on these trips has been my friend mel, followed in a close second by our friend may. One summer May and I even auditioned to, and were accepted for, The Oregon Shakespeare Festival's Summer Seminar for High School Juniors. We spent an intense two weeks as "semies" learning everything th...

things they are a changing. i feel the time has come for me to move past this post-college rhetoric. I am now 5 years out of college, finally stable in a career that love (for the most part), no longer living at home, and attempting to get all my other shit together that would help qualify me to uplevel my life from lowly 20 something beer snob to a woman of class and taste. the kind the enjoys a mimosa brunch. and so I do. these are the mimosa diaries

it's one of her worst faults. she's paranoid and sees things that aren't there. some say it's instinct. she knows better. at the time it feels as though she is so right on. she knew the score. it's the same old story. an eruption. explosion. a total overreaction. then instant regret. it doesn't rear it's ugly head for a few minutes, though. first a private freak out. then a public meltdown. quickly she is over it on the outside, but on the inside it stews and festers---she thinks and rethinks the series of events until her stomach is in knots and her mood is disgusting and dismal. this is a drama her mama would never want her to save. she has to let it go. please help her let it go. she can't change what has already been done. stop (re)acting out, girl. save your face, little girl. it's the only one you have, and it's beautiful. it's strong. it's better than this mess. i'm better than this mess.

---and i'm wrapped up in blankets! I couldn't have picked a better day to arrange for a day off. i just love this weather, and i can't think of a a better way to spend the day-- watching out my windows as the first storm of the season comes out to play! possible daily activities: 1) reorganization of closets including throwing away of shoes, and disposal of clothes to goodwill 2) watching of current netflix holding " the diving bell and the butterfly " 3) baking a loaf of beerbread 4) finally listening to and in turn reviewing a few albums i've had in my possession from kfjc for far too long. I have a feeling though, it will involve way more of watching things on youtube. like this:

the first few minutes aren't me, just keep listening...

TRACK OF THE THE ALBUM: Razzmatazz SAMPLE LYRIC : "Razzmatazz, all night jazz. this crazy L.A. livin' is wearin' me dow ow ow ow own" this song is all about him going out to the hot spots, getting hammered on brandy, and becoming the one night plaything of older female Hollywood celebrities. this is just side one. it can only get better from here, right?

here we go again kiddies. i finally have a day to drink mimosa and watch an old favorite. today's pick: BEACHES. 1988. STARS: BETTE MIDLER, BARBARA HERSHEY, JOHN HEARD. DIR: GARY MARSHALL so, king of the chick flicks, gary marshall, is at it again. this overly sappy yet completely irresistible tale of a life-long friendship between two polar opposites is one of my favorites. Bette Midler is CC Bloom- the sassy, brassy, needy, bronx born, fame hungry, red head. Barbara Hershey is the "proper, well bred", controlled, type A, Marin County "WASP queen", Hillary Whitney. They meet as young girls when Hillary, visiting Atltanic City with her father and aunt, looses her way back to her hotel and is guided back by CC. They meet when Hillary, frustrated and scared sits down on some bleachers that CC is hiding out under for a quick smoke. -myiam bialek, aka, tv's blossom, plays the young CC. is it just me, or does she look like SJP (or sarah jessica parker for those o...

Joe Gillis :You're Norma Desmond. You used to be in silent pictures. You used to be big. Norma Desmond: I *am* big. It's the *pictures* that got small.

i want a fancy digital camera. i want one real bad.