where’s my crackers?– my mom
and that's the tooth!
so, i went to the dentist the other day, and it’s always so great. my cute hygenist always will say things like ‘gosh, your gums look beautiful!’ and ‘looking good!’ and then the dentist will come in a say things like ’ you have a great set of teeth, mister!’ and ‘oh man, shannon, look at that beautiful smile.’ thank god i have insurance,...
before you go on your date, do not forget these sexy legs.– girlfriend to girlfriend on MTV’s (hilariously tragic) show ‘parental control’
my birthday is on friday. ay yi yi. i’m not really even thinking about it, because the only thing that is on my mind is renewing my driver’s license. luckily, i do not have to take the driving test, but i do have to take the written test. to help out, my dad printed out the manual and sent it to me so i could review on the plane. i got the package, and it was heavy. ‘oh,...
i just found this new thing called flickr. well, i know it’s not new. but i just love it. i was just so confused as to how to post my pictures from disney world. and then flickr comes along, and voila: case closed. take a look at the disney photos here
perhaps it’s not the happiest place on earth
if we had our heelys on, we’d be there by now– graham to kevin, racing through the kingdom
so apparently a dead spy satellite could hit the earth in late february. ay yi yi, i say! read the story here chances of it falling in chicago are slim slim slim, but really, can you just imagine? AY YI YI! Senior administration officials warned that the massive satellite was now in the process of “de-orbiting” and was out of control. are we talking about a satellite here? or me...
surrey-tainly! kevin and graham rent a surrey to ride around the Grand Floridian Resort and Spa.
a lot of people who ride rascals love ‘it’s a small world,’...– kevin
this morning, i found myself waving to everyone. bus drivers: HELLO! fellow commuters: hey there, gang! parking garage attendant: why hi! but unlike disney world cast members and guests, they don’t wave back. a magical time was had this weekend. i just f-ing love that place. pictures and stories to come.
oh, i can’t have sausage this early in the morning.– airline passenger grabbin’ a bite (not sausage) before an early flight
a note to the reader
hi reader! how are you today? well that is good. Now don’t be disappointed, but i will be out of town friday through monday and unable to blog. now, c’mon! don’t make me feel bad! i’ve had this trip planned for so long! okay, okay. i’ll try to post some pictures, but no promises, you hear.
do you think chef is in the light?– food stylist
you’re frustrated? i’m breaking out in hives because i’m so...– my mom
i bought her, named her, and now i love her. baby june. a baby female rat. spotted black. with cute little—not weird—beady eyes. i bought her and now i love her. what do i do now? on the way out of petsmart, i shielded her from the cold cold by tucking her into my peacoat. i wiped out the diahreaah that was induced by a bumpy ride to set. i coo her and coddle her. her little cold paws scratching...
my parents bought me a nintendo ds for my birthday. there is nothing like nintendo that makes everything go whizzing back to grade school. monday, i skipped work 5 minutes early to rush home and play. yesterday, during the shoot, i caught myself thinking—as ten people were asking me what to do next—”i wonder if there is a warp zone in 2-3, possibly something i’ve missed?” ...
but now i’m a little paranoid to be like ‘can you come over?’– whiny drunk girl with no coat on in 13 degree weather smoking outside of duffy’s. [read: idiot].
i wonder if the new chase bank still smells like the old red lobster.– inquisitive #156 bus neighbor
tonight or tomorrow morning i am buying that rat. no one seems to think it’s a good idea but me. i’m starting to think they’re right. now, i really only need it for one day. but i have a feeling that i’m going to look into those little red, beady little eyes and fall in love. and then voila: add another animal to the home, this time: a real one. but i won’t let...
happy birthday big boy!– overbearing boss to employee
the crate below is addressed to me. i called something in for a shoot, and they sent it in a crate. a big, four foot by four foot crate. i look through my email to the pr rep wondering what is so large, important and/or WILD to have it merit it a crate send. this is what i asked for: glass bowl. decanter set. glass antelope. glasses. is it a trick, i ask? sadly, this is not the first time...
today, i’m in love with this clear pot from waterford and marc jacobs. actually, i’ve been in love with it for awhile, but today, my love has really came to a head. i have two sizes sitting next to my desk right now (for a shoot), and it’s taking all i can not to take them home and use them for 2 days. but i’m a journalist. i have more integrity than that!
sunday driver. part one.
some dads have a drinking problem. some dads have a gambling problem. some dads are unfaithful. but my father, luckily, has a more tasteful vice: fly ass cars. From a 1959 mga (‘it had wooden floor boards… woo… that was a car and a half!’ he sighs) to his current 911 turbo, he’s a car fanatic. my mom and him are compiling a shutterfly portfolio with all of the...
64% beautiful 36% creepy– survey taken of this post.
i feel like i should go to church.– someone trying to take back the night