Look A Ghost In the Eye Everyday

It was a perfect day.



A cool warm cloudy day.
Does that make sense?

Maura B and I hoofed it from Commons Park to the MCA to check out the scene. It was a Penny Saturday!
I hadn't been there since the last time I went with Baby S.

On the walk over we saw some interesting mosaic stuff that I'd seen before...well, at least every time I drove by it.

But when we got close up it was really kind of amazing - something that you wouldn't see unless you were walking.

I hadn't expected to be so entranced by this exhibit.

Ana Maria Hernando has been visiting a remote village called Mollamarca in the Andean mountains of Peru for about 4 years now.
She's been collecting these absolutely breathtaking crocheted petticoats worn by the native girls.

I've always wanted to go to Peru.

If you have a chance, have a look at this exhibit.
Maura B compared them to the little ghosts in Pacman...and I thought they looked like jellyfish.

Scared of elevators!

There was a fortuitous break dancing get down going on in the basement of the MCA.
Maura B loves break dancing!

Actually, I like to watch too.
A lot of people do, apparently!

Girls and boys...bustin' moves!

My favorite part was when they were all gearing up for the show down! The dance off!

They all lined up on their respective sides and started taunting each other.

It was like a modern day Sharks vs. Jets...and it made me wish I knew how to pop 'n lock.
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As the dancers continued challenging each other, the circle got smaller and smaller until the space they were dancing in was decidedly smaller than what they'd started with.

In actuality, I sort of liked that. It made it more for the dancers...like it was their thing and not just a show for an audience.


After we got our fill, we wandered the streets of LoDo...













Yeah, then there was this.



National Velvet. Yeah, more like lewd pile of gross.
But intriguing...


MB did not like it.

A little research revealed that this sucker lights up at night.
I'll meet you down there and we can check it out together.

It started to get dark...



Everyone is always headed somewhere.

Thank heavens this guy's headed in the same direction as me.

P.S. I'm laboriously working on uploading some videos from the break dance freakout to Youtube and should either have them posted soon or have a link for you to check out!
Stick around, cute babies!

Ugh.

I have some cool pics that I want to post from last weekend, but I'm too busy enjoying the 2nd season of Tim and Eric Awesome Show, Great Job which was released to DVD yesterday!

So, have a look at this and tell me what you think.
My first thought was that I'm sure dudes could put up a similar page of "I bang the worst chicks" - turn about is fair play, but wow...some of those chicks banged the WORST dudes.

Comfort!

I asked Maura B to come over and help me do a long overdue photo shoot with my new Snuggie.
Yeah, I bought one of these for myself and co-worker Michelle for her birthday.
There was A LOT of anxiety surrounding the purchase of this blanket with sleeves...
There is some internet chatter about how it's a scam and I began to doubt that I would receive this shitty robe and, instead, I would find charges on my debit card for Coach handbags and porn websites.

When it did finally arrive, with the complimentary book light (which is apparently worth $15?!), it was totally anti-climactic.
Still, wearing it makes me laugh because it's so over the top and sort of a complicated pain in the ass to put to use.

So, the following is just a sampling of the two of us showing the multi-faceted ways that the Snuggie can either make your life better (i.e. help you save money on your heating bill, handle the intricate juggling of remote controls, answering the phone, and reading a book, or attending a sports event warm and toasty as the commercial touts)...or if it's just another stupid addition to the variety of crap that accumulates in your home and mine.

I still can't determine if it's the former or the latter.

Here's Maura enjoying the reading of a book.
Look how those sleeves are facilitating this!

Ah, cute!
All Snuggie-ed up...

Everyone is calling this Snuggie thing a cult...
And honestly, I do look like I'm in the Razzle Dazzle Methodist Choir, right?!

Honestly, the sleeves are really hard to manage.
They are too long and get in the way CONSTANTLY.

Lord, don't I look like I'm deeply relaxed and satisfied with the practicality of my Snuggie purchase?

Alright, so I have to explain this...as much as I don't want to.
So, I mistakenly mentioned, while perusing a catalogue this Thanksgiving, that those boyfriend pillows (the half torso and the arm) are pretty hilarious.
And, I guess, my mother decided that this warranted her purchasing it to further punctuate my never ending singledom and painfully remind me how little action I actually get.

I've been avoiding addressing how soft and strangely nice a pillow this is.
I don't think it's because it has an arm or simulates a warm embrace.

We decided to attempt wearing the Snuggie in tandem and it worked for about 30 seconds.
It's surprisingly warm, but we both sort of felt weird about trying to enjoy it together.

All in all, it's sort of the dumbest invention known to man.
If I could make it better I would sew the bottom so it was more of a sleeping bag with sleeves...and put pockets in it for sandwiches and tissues.

Smoked Or Peppered

PLEASE ENJOY THIS:

CRISPY

You're My Honey Bunch, Sugar Plum

You're REALLY missing out if you don't treat yourself to a stop at THE SHOPPE!

Cereals, Cupcakes, and other delights are what this place is all about!
Here's their website, The Shoppe!

This case is filled to the brim with both large and small tempting sweet treats!


Here's the menu!

It's a rad scene...these young kids were celebrating! The girl on the left was having a birthday.
Surprisingly, it was her 21st and she was kicking it low key wit her pals playing Shoots and Ladders and eating cupcakes and drinking milk.

None of us could muster even one wholesome memory from our 21st birthdays.
I'm pretty sure mine had a lot to do with Jagermeister.



So, I settled down with a Latte cupcake...
The frosting has crunched up coffee beans in it.
I also had a giant glass of 2%.

Baby S went for the heavy duty chocolate and a cappuccino.

Steph kept it demure with a dainty mini chocolate cupcake with peanut butter frosting and a hot mint tea.

Action shot.

Frosting coma.

We devoured...

gobbled...

and polished off our desserts! And we weren't embarrassed because every other patron was doing the same thing.


So, here's the thing:
Go to The Shoppe...
Take a friend, take a date...take someone cute!
Cupcakes make people smitten...sweets warm your heart...and indulgence makes you feel like you're living!

Got 96 Tears In My 96 Eyes

Lux Interior died today.
Well, fuck.

Never has a man looked as good in a g-string and heels as that guy.

Let's Leave Her Here

My mom just bought a new house.

It's my new house too.

It's like a dream house.
At least it's the house that she's been dreaming about for the past year and a half.
I love when dreams get to come true.

Moving is a hassle.
Especially when you have a surplus of kitchen stuff.

Mom's Plains Dairy collection.

Glassware.

Bar glasses from my grandfather's bar - The Midway in Rawlins, WY

I love this kind of stuff.
This is a piece of the vertical blinds.
One of the kids that used to live in my mom's new house did this.
Scooby Doo stickers and doodles in pencil - I particularly love that "Smile" with the fancy S and the "I heart ?".

Nostalgia.

This is Judy - my first babydoll.
She has a faux hawk.

This is Debbie - favorite babydoll.

And this doll's name is Becky.
My aunt made this doll for me - it's supposed to be me.

Becky's seen better days - her face is a little stained...
Not so much different from the real Becky.

When was the last time you had to fix a cassette tape?
Incidentally, this is a ZZ Top tape. I love ZZ Top.
And that song 'Rough Boy' is pretty awesome.

No one's blaming you, pal.

Menards.
I hate saying Menards.
Actually, I hate typing it too.

There's interesting things in Menards.




And I'll tell you some other time about my why my mom has a skull in her family room.