while doing a casual google name search on myself (it’s a weekly thing) i came across the newest piece of press: lookin’ extra fab i tell you what. that just made my night. another thing that made my night? watching a firefly float on by me while at dinner. and another thing that made my day? june southerland who does her own taxidermy. and another thing that made my day? well,...
we are really clocking in the MAN hours together– now that’s funny.
amalie really knows how to blog. →
we’ll just find old people to give the fish to. yeah, old people.– a problem-solving nephew wondering who will take his fish when he leaves
greenbrier for hire.
i went on vacation this past week to the greenbrier resort in west virginia. look it up.it’s beautiful. here are some highlights. well, one highlight actually. on saturday morning, my sister sarah, my mom and i booked appointments at the greenbrier spa. i got the greenbrier specialty treatment: sulpher spring soak, swiss shower, scotch spray and massage. what’s a swiss shower and...
let's get down2business.
last night, i changed my alarm clock ringtone to ‘the entertainer.’ it was, needless to say, a very lively wake-up call. other ringtones i might try out as alarms: down2business, eurotrance and maybe coolrunnins.
remember when you tried to steal that bracelet from the guy who was on acid?– jeff (and yes, jeff, i do remember. very vividly.)
day two. day two.
it’s day two of sinead o’connor’s ‘nothing compares 2 u.’ the song just doesn’t get old. in my head, last night preparing to give this speech, the only thing i could think was one of the lyrics: ‘i can eat dinner in a fancy restaurant.’ and then i thought: ‘yeah, graham, you can eat dinner in a fancy restaurant. and you are.’ the song is...
really, we would love to see you with just that tie clip– a very inappropriate pass
repeat. repeat. repeat.
i’ve been listening to sinead o’conner’s ‘nothing compares 2 u’ on repeat since six-thirty this morning. repeat. one song on my itunes playlist. on repeat. then, i moved on to the bus. on repeat i put sinead o’conner’s ‘nothing compares 2 u.’ on repeat. one song on my ipod playlist. on repeat. this is the same bus ride where i fell out of my...
so it’s day three of my john waters’ movie marathon. sunday night: pink flamingos. monday night: hairspray. tonight: cry baby. tonight, though, i think i will mix it up and first play the special dvd features. it will be like the little talks that usually take place before a young director shows his new work or an old direction shows his old work. see, reader, the good thing about...
even after reconstructive surgery, she still looked like something from another...– mrs. sutherland
today, when i woke, i thought to myself: ‘well graham, you are exhausted.’ and i was. i was totally exhausted. not exhausted like when people are like ‘oh my, i am so busy’ or like the other day when someone came to my desk and asked for my help and i said ‘oh my, i am so busy.’ in my head i finished the sentence: ‘oh my, i am so busy… uploading new...
she’s too like ‘i want to volunteer. oh, look at me. i want to...– a (obviously) jealous friend
this morning, i listened to ‘true colors’ by cyndi lauper. staring into the mirror, i saw my dramatic tan lines… oh, the bronzed skin of summer next to white, white skin. the song has never resonated as strongly as it did at that very moment.