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  1. An Andy Kaufman Moment

    Yesterday was perfect. The sun was shining, yet there was a cool breeze. I even put my favourite green wool sweater when we were outside. Yay! The birthday party was fun… well, as much fun as watching a dozen 12-year-old boys playing Capture the Flag can be. The stack of stained merch t-shirts in the back of my car came in handy after a bunch of the boys got wet in the creek and started to freeze in their wet clothes — Here I come to save the day!

    Bandana skirt? Yeah, better in concept than in actual execution. I sewed them all together at about 11:00 last night, but didn’t anticipate how wide it would actually be. So it may take some altering to get it to fit right… even with a drawstring. I was too tired to mess with it. Later.

    Subliminal Thoughts

    I say… and you think…

    1. Herpes:: eww
    2. Freddy:: Kruger
    3. October:: Halloween
    4. Hunting:: Good Will
    5. MSN:: messenger
    6. 36:: steps
    7. Hotel:: california
    8. Travesty:: seth
    9. Health:: conscious
    10. Conditions:: “as long as…”

    Oops… it’s actually The 39 Steps… but who’s counting?

    This site has some really cool photographs from Africa which I believe were taken by Edmund Heller in the early 1900’s. Scroll down, they are along the right side. I like this one in particular.

    Internet Public Library… seems like a good idea, but I’m not sure if would do more for you than say, Google, for instance. I haven’t explored it much though, so don’t let my opinion sway you.

    A keyboard keyboard? I had never heard of this before, but I guess it makes sense. “Fancy yourself a rock star – the Creative Prodikeys can make your dream come true.” Yes, I’m sure it will. “What’s more, you can put up a one-man band performance for your loved ones.” Why do visions of Ross Geller come to mind?

    Have I been living in a cave or watching the wrong channels? I hadn’t even heard of this movie Luther that apparently just came out. With Joseph Fiennes, you would think I would have at least seen something about it. Connie and I are going to see it this weekend. (Look at me all planning in advance and everything.)

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  2. Downer

    I’m trying not to be sad or hurt or angry or depressed or anxious… but this week I found out that after December, Tina is going to be moving in with family we know as a sort of live-in nanny which is a much more cost-effective option for her at this stage in life. Today Phebe announced that she has decided that she will be moving out as well, because her room is too small and she can’t take it much longer. (Don’t even get me started on that…) And since we told Duncan that we’d give him 60 days notice if we ever decided to move out… that gives me just over a month to decide whether I am going to be able to find replacements or if I am going to have to move as well. I am beyond sick of moving, but I don’t know a lot of people looking for housing either. Bleh.


    My dear Fiona got up at 4:30 AM her time to call me this afternoon. It was so good to talk to her again and catch up and plan for my visit.

    I Hate Shopping

    It took us five entire hours from the point Jessica picked me up last night until the time we returned here with all our purchases. Granted, we did have to spend a healthy amount of time in Hobby Lobby. And then we went to visit our roommates who were both working at the ‘Buck. And then there was the black hole of Wal-Mart that sucks you in… and won’t let you go without a fight. Overall, it’s good. I won’t have to get groceries for another month… and I have lightbulbs.

    I was inspired by Jessica to make a fleece blanket… I just think I want to look other places for the material.

    I did buy a bunch of these dark indigo tie-dyed bandanas which I think could be easily converted into a rather nice skirt. We’ll see.

    Now I think I’ll put on my “I’m Cranky” socks and go. I’m supposed to take photos of Hunter’s birthday party. That should be fun at least.

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  3. The Owl and the Pussycat

    Thanks for the sympathies. I’m feeling better now. I checked out the car this afternoon… no feathers or other evidence. It was just such a disgusting feeling. I full-on drove over a possum one time without much guilt or remorse, because they are so ugly. Owls are different. *sigh*

    Watching Last of the Mohicans now that I have the PS2 hooked up in my room. I just wonder if Daniel Day-Lewis was aware of how quickly that film would catapult him into “Hottest Man in the World” territory.

    The World as a Blog… yeah spent way too much time watching that one.

    A Conversation

    Naten sent me a link to the car dealership with the car he just bought…

    Me: Very stylin’… sunroof, cd changer, leather seats, premium wheels, clock. You spare no expense.

    Naten: There had to be a clock or it was no deal.

    Then we went on to talk about the names of our previous vehicles. Here are mine:

    Eddy: Dark blue Cavalier.

    Owned: 1993-1995.

    So Named: Smell reminded me of my Grandpa Edward.

    Radar: Silver Beretta.

    Owned: 1995-1998-ish

    So Named: Named after Warren’s cat who was old and would not turn left… car got the name when it developed the problem of the power steering going out in cold weather.

    Amana: White Beretta.

    Owned: 1998-ish-present

    So Named: Because I hate white vehicles and think they look like large appliances.

    Amerigo: Black Explorer.

    Owned: 2002-present

    So Named: For Amerigo Vespucci… the explorer.

    I did find a guy who wants to buy Amana though. He found me actually. Apparently a friend of the neighbors three doors down. In typical small-world fashion, he’s going on the road with a group who was friends with beanbag… and they happen to be going on a tour with the group who is renting the bus from my boss. That gives us barely two degrees of separation.

    Abbott & Costello’s “Who’s on First” routine for the 21st century. “Do you want a computer with Windows?” “I don’t know. What do I see when I look out the windows?” “Wallpaper.”

    Another Item for My Store

    Yesterday some contracts came in with one of those giant red document rubber bands. Out of boredom, I put it around my neck (Γ  la Mark K. circa 1999). I completely forgot about it and slept with it on and everything. I could start a trend here. Make them cool and sell them. Okay, so the idea was better in my head.

    Jessica, bless her heart, just called me to say that she is going to Wal-Mart soon. Knowing my need for a shopping support group.. and knowing that I need lightbulbs… she offered to come by to pick me up so we can go together. What a dear. I don’t know what it is, but lately I have been refusing to go to the store. I just hate it. I haven’t been to Wal-Mart since my car broke down in their parking lot a month ago. I feel like a better person for having abstained for so long.

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  4. I just hit an owl. I just hit an owl. One that was not previously dead before I came along. I’m shaking. I’m dying. Do I get arrested for this? Aren’t they endangered? What the crap was it doing sitting on the middle of the exit? The exit that comes off the road I consider to be the autobahn of the South. I couldn’t slow down in time. I couldn’t swerve due to the cliffs on either side. It just looked like a paper bag standing upright in the middle of the road… right up until the moment that his head completely swivelled around to face me (with a look of horror, I might add). I think I could have driven right over top of him… if only he hadn’t decided at the last minute to take off. ugh. I’m going to be sick.

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  5. I went to one of my favourite little places for lunch… and who do you think was in front of me in line? None other than Darrell & Stevie Waltrip. It made me giggle a little bit on the inside. What can I say? My dad used to be an amateur race car driver — late model, street stock. NASCAR is one of the few sports that I can name probably 15-20 people involved off the top of my head. Anyway, they are friends with one of our clients, so I had seen them before at a DVD taping… but I just had to giggle, because I was standing next to Darrell. (And then, of course, I had to call my dad when I got back to the office.)

    Who knew that the USA Synchronized Swimming headquarters are in Indianapolis? Sheer craziness.

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  6. Downloading music: harmful to the artist, the recording company, or neither? — that article raises some interesting points. With a sort of If-A-Tree-Falls-in-the-Woods logic, he argues that listening to music that he wasn’t going to buy anyway at least furthers the musicians’ agenda of getting their art to the masses.

    The Pig’s Lip… a beautiful site featuring lots of photos of Swansea and Gower. Now that Suzannah & Marc are in Poole, I have even more of a reason to visit the UK sometime in the near future… and I think Su would be up for a bit of a trip to this place.

    I Love Being Right

    I happened upon a site which I cannot read… because it’s in Portuguese or Spanish or something. But I saw the picture in this entry and thought to myself, “Self, that looks like something that Klimt would have done.” Not being an art history major or anything, I thought I would draw your attention to how that poster stylistically matches everything I’ve ever seen by Klimt… only to find out that it actually is a painting by him titled Tree of Life. I feel just a tiny bit cool.


    Though we all saw it coming, those jerkfaces voted off Skinny Ryan last night. Come on, people! Too bad no one was with him to hear him do an impressive Strongbad impersonation when he was getting the treemail. That would have won over their hearts. (Or not… I don’t know if any of the other Morganites are cool enough to know what H*R is.)

    What I dont’ understand is how Andrew is all saying that Ryan blew the first immunity challenge… but I argue that it was Andrew and Osten and someone else who all took the time to take off their shorts smack dab in the middle of the game, which couldn’t have helped their momentum with that cannon. Dummies.

    Sorry, I cannot give more than one pirate smilie. I’m just too heartbroken.

    Song for the Day:

    Llorando (Crying)
    Rebekah Del Rio

    Spanish version of the Roy Orbison classic featured in the movie Mulholland Drive.


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  7. Hey… there’s Roy playing upright bass.

    Just Call Me Grace

    This morning as I was opening the gate to get out of the driveway where I am housesitting, I somehow managed to gouge the back of my left heel with the gate. I still am not sure exactly how I managed to do so, but it hit such a tender spot that I wanted to collapse and writhe on the driveway for a while. Instead, I just leaned on the gate and tried to calculate when my last tetnus shot would have been while gingerly putting more weight on that foot. It hurt like a beast, but it wasn’t until I got back in the car that I realized I was bleeding all over myself. And good morning to you all too.

    I actually was having quite a lovely morning up until that point. I can’t remember ever having woken up to the sound of donkeys hee-hawing before. It’s not entirely pleasant, to be honest. Sounds like wild banshees. But waking up in the country and sitting out on the porch swing while brushing my hair and watching the dog chase bugs… that was nice.

    Another cool computer conversion… this guy converted an old Smith Corona typewriter into a computer keyboard. Well done.

    I’m hungry.

    Song for the Day:

    A Sorta Fairytale
    Tori Amos

    ~On my way up north up on the ventura,

    I pulled back the hood and I was talking to you,

    And I knew then it would be a life long thing,

    But I didn’t know that we, we could break a silver lining.

    And I’m so sad, like a good book I can’t put this day back,

    A sorta fairytale with you~

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  8. Radiohead Tickets for Sale

    October 6th

    Atlanta, GA

    Hifi Buys Amphitheatre

    Row GGG / Seats 7&8

    Just trying to help out a friend of mine who bought tickets before he got a new gig which has him out of town on the 6th. Anyone interested in purchasing, please email or comment.

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  9. Love It or Die

    Well in advance of the baby shower for Manda, I am declaring my philosophy: (This is for her, but you all can read along.)

    ** Gift registries are for people who don’t know you well enough to get you something that you will like. **

    I, on the other hand, know you. I am not going to go to some generic store and buy something you’ve already ooo’d and ahh’d over before you shot it with your scanner gun. I don’t want you to have to re-ooo and re-ahh at the shower. I want you to ooo and ahh afresh with delight when you see what I’ve decided was perfect for you. (And after the whole “mole” episode for your birthday, I should think you would have no doubts about the lengths to which I go to find the perfect gift.)

    And hey, if you don’t like what I buy, then you can just give it to someone else. (Like those wedding mugs from Greta that I want! hehe.)

    The Gospel… It’s Hip… It’s Cool

    Last night I babysat for the landlords. Taylor and I had a fun-filled night complete with a walk, a bath, a snack, and plenty of time with the new playskool farmyard. Wheee! Anyway, I saw that Duncan had been sent several books from Thomas Nelson, including this new Revolve new testament. It could easily be confused with your average issue of Cosmo at first glance… but no — it’s the Bible… it’s just been funktified. (I can’t remember where I got that word from, but I distinctly remember someone saying it in an interview.) It’s got glossy pages. Cute doodles. Color photographs. Quizzes. Q&A;’s. It’s different alright. I don’t know anything about that NCV translation though. (I didn’t look through the entire thing, but let’s hope there are some photos of pimply-faced, braces-toothed, and/or glasses-wearing kids in there… or there goes the whole “It’s not what’s on the outside, but what’s on the inside that counts.” argument.)

    Boys are in luck… their version comes out next spring. Until then, they can get the Bible with a metal cover to look cool.

    I Feel Like Jessica Simpson

    My room is such a total disaster right now that I don’t even want to be working from home. What happened here? I blame it on the lightbulb in my closet. The one that died several days ago. So I can’t see in there, which makes it less motivating to put things away… and makes choosing clothes in the morning much more difficult as well. Tonight I begin house/dog-sitting for three days. But Seth comes next Thursday, so that should motivate me to buy lightbulbs before then.

    The Story of 42 Below… you funny kiwis.

    I just ran across the weblog of the author Ty Wenzel, who wrote Behind Bars: The Straight-Up Tales of a Big-City Bartender. I think what interested me the most was her description of the new book she has started about a Turkish girl. Yes, I’m still intrigued by that place.

    Mmm… love Pauley’s thoughts from early this morning about the talent lost and the greatness we still have. Now the question is whether she’ll make it to the show again tonight. πŸ™‚

    I’ve got Baja Fresh on my mind, and I’m not going to be able to do anything until this is taken care of. Mmm.

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  10. Got Furniture?

    The Furniture Loft — my buddy Jason just launched the website for his extremely cool (and very reasonably priced) modern furniture. I personally am wishing I had the fundage and floorspace for a Barcelona chair, an A-OK chair, this cute bistro table, or these stools. (But the venue the other night had some of these low-back stools… which were surprisingly comfortable.)

    Anyway… if you decide that you like what you see there, make sure you email him to tell him that Danielle sent you. He said he’d give me and my people an additional $50 off.

    You know I don’t like people mocking my Michael, but even I found this Jacko with Blanket & blanket sculpture funny. It’s made by the same company that did the somewhat tasteless 2-sided head dead/alive Uday action figures.

    Mom just emailed to ask if she could give my grandfather’s burnt-pumpkin coloured leather coat to Goodwill. Noooooooooo!!! (At least she has learned to ask me about these things in advance.)

    Let the record show… last night I got embarrassed. And let me tell you… it made up for all my months and months of non-embarrassment. I could have totally lied, and no one would have been the wiser right now. But I sucked it up and admitted that I was behind something completely goofy that no one was supposed to know I was behind. It’s such a freaking small world. Damn the internet. πŸ™‚ (And if any of you people who know the real story make any comments about it, they will be deleted immediately upon discovery… hehe.)

    Don’t miss the grand finale over at the Magnolia Glen Music Festival… the Indigo Girls are back for the final performance of the summer. Thanks to the lovely Miss Vickie for letting us all hang out in her backyard for the last month and a half or however long it has been. Good times. Already looking forward to next year! (Also be sure to watch the absolutely sweet flash video “D+V=PO2“.)

    Song for the Day:

    My Immortal

    ~You used to captivate me

    By your resonating light

    But now I’m bound by the life you left behind

    Your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams

    Your voice it chased away all the sanity in me~

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  11. Okay, we all played that Lemmings game during study hall in high school right? Here’s the rock’n’roll version… called Roadies. Unfortunately, I have yet to figure out how to get them past the first level.

    Unconscious Mutterings

    I say… and you think…

    1. Savings:: account
    2. On:: top
    3. Wire:: tap
    4. Word:: up
    5. Bladder:: infection
    6. Missing:: shoe
    7. Side:: show
    8. Window:: treatment
    9. Digit:: finger
    10. Swirl:: whirlpool

    I always try to do those really fast without thinking and without looking ahead in any way. I wonder what that says about my inner psyche. Hmm…

    Quote for the Weekend:

    “Walgreens is the cancer of urban society.”

    — Collin, noting yet another pharmacy going up in my old neighborhood.

    That’s Entertainment

    Or not. I think the general concensus is that the Emmys blew. I tried to commit to watching the program, but I jumped at the chance to meet Jessica for coffee after sitting through a couple of seriously boring segments. (Free latte from Sara… this was my second free latte since I mentioned the free starbucks phenomenon a little while ago.)

    There’s a new generation of paparazzi in training… Nokia Red Carpet Pics. I don’t get it. This article says that camera phone sales have surpassed sales of the normal digital camera. Well, hey…if crappy photography is your thing, then yeah… go for it.

    I just want to know why I haven’t seen any pictures of Kiefer from last night. He was looking pret-ty snazzy! Oh wait… here he is. Lookin’ good, sir… lookin’ good.

    Song for the Day:

    Shakespear’s Sister

    ~If this world is wearing thin

    And you’re thinking of escape

    I’ll go anywhere with you

    Just wrap me up in chains

    But if you try to go out alone

    Don’t think i’ll understand~

    (How’s that for a total blast from the past?)

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  12. Operation: Stash the Body

    So Collin and I went to Chattanooga early yesterday to be there in time for load-in. You see, Adam came up with the boys as a surprise and did a couple of his songs at the end… but everyone wanted to keep it on the down-low. I was on hand to “get rid” of Adam until showtime. However the venue actually had some pretty secure private areas where he was free to roam without being seen. So Collin and I walked to the Big River Grille after driving around forever and realizing the best place to park was at the venue.

    (Side note: Saw poster for Angie Aparo coming to Rhythm & Brews on the 8th… hmm… show starts 9:30 eastern time on a Wednesday. If I left immediately after work, I think I could get there on time.) πŸ™‚

    Anyway, the show was fantastic. They did “You are Mine”… the opening song on here, and it sounded so great. I’m anxious for them to start doing more again, since that was the part of my job that I enjoyed the most. (And it’s all about me, isn’t it?)

    Funniest Moment of the Evening:

    Watching Darren and Jonathan carefully putting the handcart in the trailer saying that they didn’t want it to fall on the Rhodes. Apparently they missed Paul doing handstands and sitting on top of the Rhodes earlier in the evening.

    New Music

    Collin gave me this cd yesterday. Take a sample listen to the tracks if any part of you loves straight-up Americana music.

    Oh Ho, the Wells Fargo Wagon is a-Comin’ Down the Street

    Anyone with fourteen spare dollars should go see The Music Man at the Pull-Tight Theatre in Franklin. I haven’t seen it yet to say whether or not it is an enjoyable experience… but that show is near and dear to my heart, so I don’t think they could do anything to ruin it for me. I must make a point of going next weekend!

    Rob from Manly Thoughts is at it again. If you recall, he was my source for funny Survivor commentary last season. He seems to have moved over to this season though. (He doesn’t have anything up on the main page yet, but you can see his initial thoughts on the castaways… this is his page for Ryan S, but you can get to the rest from the links at the bottom.)

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  13. Ahoy there, mateys! Shiver me timbers, it’s talk like a pirate day all across the land. (Land, ho!) Argg!

    (Is that enough?)

    Speaking of pirates… Survivor last night, anyone? Andrew, handsome though he may be, did not win any love from me after trying to get rid of my boy Ryan. Now, I admit… Ryan needs to kick it in gear and start making himself useful around camp, but you gotta admit the kid is great. I loved his little asides talking about wanting to be excited about being at camp… a little group hug maybe… hehe. Drake had a definite advantage with Spanish-speaking Sandra and the ruthless Rupert on their team. (I think Rupert is going to be this season’s Matt… slightly disturbing and teetering on the brink of insanity by the end. I’m calling it here, folks.)

    Overall, I give it 4 (out of a possible 5) pirate smilies for keeping us guessing this season.

    (Remember back in the first season of 24 when I rated each show in Kiefers? That was fun.)… to keep with the theme.

    Cool Crafty Chick

    Came across this site last night, and I think I might have to add this one to my regulars list. She alters thrift store clothes and grows her hair out to be donated to Locks of Love… she’s practically me.

    Stick figure version of Fatboy Slim’s “Weapon of Choice” video. Anyone who is familiar with the Christopher Walken version should find this somewhat impressive.

    Friday Five

    1. Who is your favorite singer/musician? Why?

    That’s so hard. I’m very non-committal when it comes to musicians anymore. Don’t make me choose. If it is who I’ve listened to the most lately, then I’d have to say Ours since I’ve been riding the high from the show a couple weeks ago. Though ask me Sunday, and I’ll probably say Math — at least, if they manage to wow us at the show tomorrow night.

    2. What one singer/musician can you not stand? Why?

    I want to say Rod Stewart or Creed… but I need to go with the old love-to-hate standby… Michael Bolton. I just had a really hard time figuring out why people thought he was so great. My dislike became a big joke when I was living in Michigan. My boss actually threatened to make me go to see MB when he was in town. There also was an issue of People or something that had photos of him in his house… including one of him in a bubble bath. It was so disgusting… but I hung those pictures on the wall next to my bed. People would always ask why… to which I would reply, “If that is the first thing I see in the morning, then my day can only get better from there.”

    3. If your favorite singer wasn’t in the music business, do you think you would still like him/her as a person?

    Umm, if we’re talking Jimmy… I don’t really know enough about him to give an opinion either way. But if we’re talking Math… heck yeah. Those guys are awesome.

    4. Have you been to any concerts? If yes, who put on the best show?

    Yes. I don’t know if it was the best, but the one that sticks out in my mind right now was when I saw Live at the Van Andel on their Secret Samadhi tour. I just remember it being a very visually stunning show.

    5. What are your thoughts on downloading free music online vs. purchasing albums? Do you feel the RIAA is right in its pursuit to stop people from downloading free music?

    I’m of two minds about the whole issue. I cannot say I’ve never downloaded anything. But I can say that I never used Napster or Kazaa… whereas some people make a career of downloading stuff. It’s tough. Personally, I know I’ve been exposed to bands I otherwise would not have known if I had to rely on radio to introduce me to new music… and I do make a point of going out and buying music that I do like. I’m not sure that the RIAA is going about things in the right way, not that I necessarily have an alternative solution either.

    Song for the Day:

    Friday I’m in Love
    The Cure

    ~I don’t care if monday’s black

    Tuesday wednesday heart attack

    Thursday never looking back

    It’s friday i’m in love~

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  14. Trying to kill the last few minutes before I can go home.

    So I drove up to CAA today only to find that their building had no power. There was a security guard by the stairwell asking which floor I needed. 5. He asked if I was going to try the stairs… like five flights was going to be some major chore. “I guess I don’t have much choice, now do I?” I said with a laugh. Sheesh… I used to work on the 16th floor in Indy, and every once in a while I’d take the stairs to get the mail in the basement just to kill time. Five floors is no problem.

    I found a couple links I’m going to check out later… maybe you should too:

    Boulder, Boulder… I don’t know. Just looked nice.


    Lost Remote [where tv finds the future]

    Call me a good roommate… but I just called Tina to see if she would be home to watch Survivor. No, she has to work, but she is taping it. So I told her that I wouldn’t watch it until she comes home. Maybe I’ll hook up the PS2 to distract me until then.

    And speaking of home… the churchbells are ringing, so that means it’s quitting time, and I’m going to go there.

    (I realized that my song for the day should have been Rock You Like a Hurricane by Scorpions… oh well. Sometimes my comedic timing is a little off.)

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  15. I forgot to mention that “Salam Pax” is on Fresh Air today. (Find a stream.)

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  16. Happy Anniversary, Manda & Jack!! I’m glad Jack married you even though I didn’t think he should. πŸ™‚ Luckily he saw the sweet girl inside under the wenchy shell that you had back then. Hehe. Is it four years now? Weird. Remember when Krystal and I would wear your veil around the house? Good times.

    Queen Isabel

    I was sad to hear that Wrightsville Beach, NC is set to be hit hard by Isabel. Manda, Jack, Eric & I got to stay at this great house right on the beach there on the south end of the island when we went down a few years ago for Bradford’s wedding. (map) It was a place that I just fell in love with even though we were only there for probably 36-hours. The Wrightsville Beach webpage is updating with storm photos regularly. Or you can just watch the beach cam. (Heck, think I’m going to go to that webpage every night before I go to bed… love that surf sound!)

    I’m Sorry

    Badger badger badger badger badger badger mushroom mushroom…. snake!


    I saw a license agreement go through our office for someone who may or may not be involved with this soundtrack. All I have to say is that I’m going to quit my job and start writing songs in hopes that one of them gets on a soundtrack like that. It pays to write good music.


    I am so stoked for November. Okay, I love autumn to begin with, but I can’t wait for NaNoWriMo to start! Yes, I know that I was gung-ho for about a week last year, and then eventually gave up my original novel altogether… but give me a break. That was a pretty freaking depressing time for us here.

    Anyway, I went back and read some of what I wrote last year. I broke the rules just a little bit and instead of writing a true novel, I started writing a memoir of my time on the road (doing substance abuse prevention assembly programs in high schools all across the country, for those of you who don’t know me very much). I have a lot of chapter fragments with stories I began telling but got sick of before they really were concluded. However, the chapter on our adventure in Bardstown, KY was one of my favourites to write… and I have to say that upon rereading it yesterday, I think there were definitely some inspired moments in there. The animatronics line alone makes it worth reading, if you ask me. You can probably tell I was reading a lot of Bill Bryson at the time. But it’s a great story I’ll tell my grandkids someday as I make them look at all the pictures I took that day.

    My whole point is that I think I have a concept for this year’s novel attempt… I just have to work out my angle. I want you all to start considering the idea of joining me in this somewhat painful but also exhilerating creative writing project coming up in a couple months. 30 Days. 50,000 Words. This year I will not be stopped!


    I also forgot to add that I found two of the fake cheesy engagement photos with Nate that I mentioned a couple days ago. There are some better ones that I cannot find right now. They are quite disturbing to our parents who have been friends since before we were born. Hehe. Good times. (click for larger photos)


    I understand that engagement photos with a giant turtle are a bit nontraditional… but we were going for the cheese-factor anyway.

    Song for Manda:

    Cowboy Take Me Away
    Dixie Chicks

    ~Cowboy take me away

    Fly this girl as high as you can

    Into the wild blue

    Set me free oh I pray

    Closer to heaven above and

    Closer to you closer to you~

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  17. Top Five Best Things (Which Together Make the Best Thing) about Working in an Office Which Used to Be a House

    1. The coffee machine

    2. The refrigerator

    3. The oven

    4. Tin foil

    5. Pre-made cookie dough

    It’s going to be a good afternoon, folks.

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  18. Anybody who names their blog Damn the Man, Save the Empire gets a link from me.

    I’m a Survivor

    I don’t obsess over Survivor like my roommate does, but I just happened to take a look at the bios for the players this season. I have to say that this Ryan Shoulders kid has my vote for the coolest survivor… in my book anyway. Here’s the rundown of how I score his favorites

    Colors: Green, #DDDDFF

    the kid answered in hex… how cool can someone be?? mucho bonus points

    Scents: Pizza, the beach

    pizza, yeah okay… beach is good, yes

    Flowers: Dandelion

    bonus points for going down the road less traveled

    Board Games: Chess, Risk, Monopoly

    Aww yeah… hurt me with the Risk action

    Video Games: Zelda II, Doom III, Age of Mythology

    Myth, myth, myth, myth. +200 cool points

    Sports to Play: Basketball, soccer, capture the flag

    eh… whatever. capture the flag is good.

    Sports Teams: Tennessee Titans, Chicago Cubs

    okay, the answer we were looking for here is the Nashville Preditors, but Titans will do

    Outdoor Activities: Walking, walking dogs, flying & building kites

    kites… I mean… who knew?

    TV Shows: Seinfeld, Sifl & Olly, Hey Dude

    Sifl & Olly??? no way! that’s like 500 bonus cool points

    Movies: Gummo, Pulp Fiction, Good Will Hunting, American Beauty, Fight Club


    Actors: Kevin Spacey, Edward Norton, Brad Pitt, Steve Buscemi

    We can accept the nod to the Bradster since he puts him in such great company

    Actresses: Thora Birch, Jenna Jameson

    he’s male…

    Music: Goldfinger, The Impossibles, Atom and his Package, NoFX

    again, bonus points for originality… and 2000 extra points for simply not mentioning Creed

    Magazines: PC Gamer, Nintendo Power

    geeky… and yet, so cool

    Books/Authors: Watership Down, Catcher in the Rye

    I can dig it

    Cereals: Count Chocula, Cocoa Puffs

    I’m not personally a fan, but I understand the need for chocolate first thing in the morning

    Fruits: Watermelon, strawberries

    minus 50 for watermelon. sorry… I don’t understand the allure

    Snack Foods: KC Masterpiece corn nuts

    Okay, I can’t think “corn nuts” without thinking Heathers… but Heathers is a good thing, so bonus points

    Cookies: Keebler Soft Batch

    the correct answer would have been Chewy Chips Ahoy… sorry, -75

    Candy Bars: Twix, Snickers

    that’s better

    Alcoholic Drinks: Drinking is for the boring

    I can live with that

    Non-Alcoholic: Coca-Cola, Dr Pepper, milk

    I don’t do a lot of dairy myself… but Dr. Pepper overrides the Coke for a correct answer

    Then he gets like 3000 bonus points for being from Tennessee. Thus giving him enough Danielle points to win the Sole Survivor. Erm… or not.

    Guess the Name… in case you missed this at Magnolia Glen. Computer tries to read your mind and guess which television show or movie you are thinking of. It took 47 questions to get it to guess Heathers. πŸ™‚

    Mom’s Going Batty

    My parents live in an old house with an old attic. Earlier this year, I heard stories about them having found a couple of bats who made their way to the upstairs portion of the house. (I tried not to think about it when I was home in July.) They thought it was over, but I just got an email from Mom saying that they believe there are more… only they can’t kill them, because bats are on the endangered species list. Great.

    Random Link to Recently Updated Blog

    A Minor Place. With links to Elbow, Faultline, Jeff Buckley, Interpol, & The Notwist, just to name a few, the person has to be at least relatively cool if by association alone.

    Song for the Day:

    I Just Died in Your Arms Tonight
    Cutting Crew

    Sorry… I was in one of those moods.

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  19. I just geeked out a little bit. I do every once in a great while. But if you knew who he was, and this guy showed up at your door unannounced, you might geek out a little too.

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  20. I can’t really say that I’ve ever been a huge comic fan. They require too much commitment or something. However, a couple weeks ago I came across this Sand & Stone online comic that I keep going back to. Nothing too deep or extremely entertaining… but start from the beginning and see for yourself.

    Clear Eat Away

    Okay… I need some help here. I am hoping that one of you, gentle readers, will be able to assist me with this dilemma. I probably should be embarrassed about writing this, but I don’t really get embarrassed, so here goes:

    I have noticed within the last six months that I had a little bump on my left thumb. It never hurt. Didn’t bother at all. It didn’t ooze anything. Just a bump. A little one at that.

    Well then one night I was babysitting and saw a little jar of that Clear Away wart remover on the endtable. For one reason or another, I decided that maybe this was a little baby wart on my hand. But I don’t know… I haven’t had any real close encounters of the wart kind before.

    Because I can be extremely compulsive once I have an idea in my mind, I went out straight away and bought my own little bottle of the stuff. It says to put one drop on the area 1-2 times a day, right? I just don’t know when to stop… and I don’t really know if I had a wart there to begin with… but now I feel like it is eating a hole in my hand. It’s not looking very good, and I can’t decide if the bump is still there, because now it hurts to touch it at all.

    I’m laughing so much as I write this, because unintentional self-mutilation is so like me. (I was the kid who would sit on the bathroom counter wiggling a loose tooth until it came out. I’m a scab picker. A sunburn peeler. I can’t help it.) Part of me thinks I should stop… and another part thinks that maybe this is just the process it goes through.

    So if anyone has any wart insight or any experience with this Clear Away stuff… would you be so kind as to leave a comment. Or you can email me, if you are the type to get embarrassed about the little buggers.


    Last weekend Manda got in the car, saw the Distorted Lullabies cd, and said, “It looks like Cory.” I didn’t really see it then, but I came across a photo last night that, with a little photoshopping, might resemble Jimmy a little. Though it would be more so when he was back in his long hair and anorexic phase.

    I was looking for pictures of me and Nate. I was trying to explain to someone how he and I used to take photos whenever we were together… but we would do cheesy engagement photo poses. This is funny for a couple reasons… the dorky poses for one, and the fact that he and I are like the anti-couple. Unfortunately I cannot figure out where I put all of them. But I did find this bench picture…

    The three of us were best friends in high school. Our senior year, our choir took a trip to Washington DC. Somehow we started this thing where we would take a picture together on every bench we came across. Thanks to several brave photographers, we came up with a series of about 20-25 photos. It’s the greatest thing ever. It was dubbed the Bench Tour. We even made the yearbook. (And four years later, my brother, Cory’s brother, and one of Nate’s female friends carried on the tradition by doing Bench Tour II when they went to DC.) The above photo was not a Bench Tour photo… but one on a bench in my rad Michigan apartment when they came for a visit.

    Maybe more later. Now I must make coffee.

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  21. I had heard about these before, but I had never actually seen them. Thanks to the wonderful world of Ebay, you too can witness the Victorian Woven Hair Ring… which would go nicely with a braided hair necklace. I can’t decide if I think it is neat or if it makes me want to vomit.

    Did anyone else see Moby on the Isaac Mizrahi Show recently? It was so great. Isaac showed up at Moby’s loft, and Moby took the opportunity to clean his kitchen while they talked. It was classic. Then they, of course, went to Teany… which seems like a relatively cool place.

    Well, lookie here: “Pop icon Adam Ant has just returned to the studio for the first time in six years to record a new version of his hit single Stand and Deliver, which he has renamed Save the Gorilla, with the royalties from sales going to the Dian Fossey Gorilla Fund.” Go here for a sneak listen. I don’t know. I just love that guy. If I cared more about gorillas, I might consider sponsoring him for the Gorilla Run.

    Unconscious Mutterings

    I say… and you think…

    1. Wedding:: dress
    2. Roach:: Cosby show
    3. Expense:: reimbursements
    4. Fight:: Club
    5. Air:: 10,000Hz Legend
    6. Protect:: Massive Attack
    7. Glance:: peek
    8. Boo:: πŸ™‚
    9. Steamy:: rice
    10. Caviar:: yuck.

    Song for the Day:

    Duncan Sheik

    ~To you I’ll give the world

    to you I’ll never be cold

    ‘Cause I feel that when I’m with you

    It’s alright I know it’s right.~

    P.S. I don’t know what happened to the line on the right side, but I have my suspicions.

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  22. I just wanted to report that I am sitting here eating Swedish Fish and drinking my Beneath the Rainbow carbonated natural spring water that I purchased solely because of the bottle’s beautiful vase potential.

    I wish I were more well-versed in the whole Flash medium. You all know that I think Dan is the man when it comes to that… but I was also inspired by this site today. Do yourself a favour and be blown away by that place. I don’t understand Swedish either, but you can still get the point.

    Last night Sandra and I were looking at her West Elm catalog. I determined that I want everything in there. Especially the purple and green stuff… though I love their brown stuff too. It’s all so cool. I don’t think I’m cool enough to have that stuff.

    I met a cool chick this morning. We got to talking. She just moved down here. At some point I mentioned that I enjoy the creative part of my job better than the organizational part. And she said, “I could just tell that you are a creative person… whereas all my creativity fits in my little finger.” That makes me so happy if I just exude so much creativity that even people who don’t know me can sense that I am that way.

    Can I just say that I am thrilled about the decision to cast Christian Bale as the new Batman? I can’t claim to be a huge fan of the franchise. The only reason I got into Batman was because of Prince’s contribution to the soundtrack. When Val Kilmer came along, I really started to pay attention… not to mention the great Batman Returns Soundtrack with songs by u2, massive attack, nick cave, pj harvey, and one of my top 11 songs of all time “Passenger” by the late Michael Hutchence. But I couldn’t care less about George Clooney or Chris O’Donnell. Christian Bale I definitely can get into. They keep mentioning his roles in American Psycho and Little Women… but let’s be honest. Didn’t we all fall in love with him when he was in Newsies?

    I am Jack!
    But people call me Cowboy. I’m the leader of the Upper East Side newsies and the strike leader. I look out for every newsie and make sure they’re taken care of, and that’s why they respect me. My friends are very loyal to me, and trust what I say, even though I sometimes improve the truth a little, but what great newsie doesn’t? I’m in love with Sarah, Davey’s sister. But even with all this “glory,” I dream of escaping to Santa Fe.

    Which Newsie are you?

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  23. Good Deed for the Day

    Karl’s son is desperately saving money for an Xbox… so to help his cause I decided to purchase his PS2 from him. I’ve always meant to get one, and I suppose it was a really good deal. PS2, two controllers, memory card, gameshark, dvd remote, LOTR Two Towers game, some Star Wars bounty hunter game, and a surfing game all for $180.

    I like this article about taming back talk. Sandra and I were just talking about that tonight.

    Last night was a ball. Me, Roy, Wendy, Michael, Paul, Darren, Greg, and Jason all hung out at Mo’s house with his girlfriend Amy. It was this massive reminiscing session… complete with a showing of the Parachute 2002 video. I felt really bad when all of us decided to go to Maggie Moos ten minutes before they were going to close. But we left big tips. Good times.

    Turns out that I did see Jason at the Jimmy Gnecco show last week… I just didn’t say anything to him, because it’s not very often that I run into people from New Orleans here in Nashville, so I wasn’t sure if it was him.

    Happy Birthday (on Saturday) to Christopher!! You’re one of the coolest people I know.

    I have a big headache now, so I shall sleep.

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  24. Okay… that’s it… no more sadness.

    Not only are Paul and Darren here… but they flew in a special bassist for the showcase — your favourite and mine, Roy! No word as to who is playing guitar except that it isn’t Rumsey. Bummer.

    SPAM… The Other White Meat [Product]

    We get this fax thing every morning at the office. Today there was a little article about Spam. It said that 228 cans of Spam are eaten every minute of the day. That seems a little outrageous to me. I think I only first sampled it a couple years ago. Not a tastey treat, if you ask me.

    I’ll have spam spam spam spam spam spam baked beans spam spam spam spam and spam.

    Here’s some more Spam facts.

    Another Spam fact: I have a decorative can of Spam on my bookshelf that I got as a housewarming gift from Keith (aka Lil’ Gil’) when he first visited my awesome apartment in Michigan. I have paid it forward by giving the gift of decorative Spam to friends of mine.

    Free Overpriced Coffee

    Getting free stuff from Starbucks is becoming like a game for me. A game that I don’t even try to win… I just do. I don’t know if it’s my sweet disposition or my witty charm, but I’m always being told “not to worry about it”. It will probably all end now that I’m paying attention… but last night, as I was drinking my free mocha malt thing, it dawned on me that I get a lot of stuff at no charge. I guess it helps that half the people I know work there. And it’s not like I try to sneak away either. I’m usually standing there with my money saying… “uh, I still haven’t paid for this half-consumed expensive beverage.” Workers will walk past, shrug their shoulders, and say, “I don’t have a till open. Don’t worry about it.”

    A Conversation

    Karl: Do we have any kleenex in this office?

    me: I’m going to go with “no”.

    Karl: My allergies are back. Do you think we can get some?

    me: Sure. [beat] Would you go so far as to say that we have a Tissue Issue?

    Karl: [lowers the toilet paper away from his nose… shakes his head… and walks away laughing.]

    Blood & Guts

    Someone is getting an Agreement with spider guts on the back of it. I couldn’t help my reflexes. Jumping spider? Must kill. No thought to the fact that my weapon of choice needs to be mailed to a client. Oh well. Adds character.

    Guess the 8-bit movie character… this made me laugh a lot, but I’m a total Commodore 64 geek.

    Freak Watchers Textbook. Wow. Now this is incredible. They have almost every species of freak out there.

    Friday Five

    1. Is the name you have now the same name that’s on your birth certificate? If not, what’s changed?

    Same as it ever was.

    2. If you could change your name (first, middle and/or last), what would it be?

    I’m cool with it now. When I was little I wanted my name to be Tracy. Uhh, yeah… no. I’d be happy if people could pronounce my last name… but (fingers-crossed) I won’t have to worry about that forever.

    3. Why were you named what you were? (Is there a story behind it? Who specifically was responsible for naming you?)

    There apparently was someone named Danielle on one of the soap operas that was popular at the time. Come to think of it, I’m not entirely sure where the Linn came from.

    4. Are there any names you really hate or love? What are they and why?

    mmm… well, let’s just say none of my children will be named after the people who I didn’t enjoy being around in gradeschool. Though, if my sister doesn’t have a Jacob, I think I will have to just to please my father who wants a Little Jake in the family.

    5. Is the analysis of your name at accurate? How or how isn’t it?

    No? It’s pretty much all off except for the “difficult issues being put off as long as possible” part.

    “Although your name of Danielle gives you a good appreciation of material values, business ability, and skill in organizing and managing others, your success is restricted by a lack of self-confidence and initiative. This name brings out a practical, materialistic quality, with a strong desire for a good standard of living in an environment where you are in contact with refined, successful people. You try to further your interests through pursuing the association of people with influence. Being well-groomed and well-dressed at all times is important to you as you always strive to make a good impression on others. Your interests are more focused on your social life and convivial living, with any pressing or difficult issues being put off as long as possible.”

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  25. I wasn’t going to look at all the 9|11 memorials today. But then I saw this picture, and it made me cry.

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