October 29, 2008

If I Were 12...

Thanks LAist for the nifty pic board.

These dolls made my inner 16 year old Goth give my inner 9 year old Barbie lover a huge hug and then they ran into my inner Manga fan (those are comics, mom) and they all threw a party.

I love these things. They're like Blythe dolls gone wrong.

They're called Zombuki and the website has a photo shoot for each one. Totally cute. My favs are here and here.
October 28, 2008

Ridin' It Out

Bicycle Riding from Zack McTee on Vimeo.

Our friend, Zack, did a cool little video of my baby riding around town on his bike. Looks good!

UPDATE: I have no idea why this won't imbed properly, it's super annoying. So go here to watch.

October 27, 2008

Self Reflection

Griffith Park as my Diana sees it

I am a creature of habit. Without a loose routine I find myself on the couch burning through my Netflix at an alarming rate. Without a plan or sense of purpose I get overwhelmed with the possibilities and retreat. This has been my life for the last three weeks. 

The bathroom project is never ending and they keep finding new things to repair. So instead of waking up, drinking some water while checking email, working out, making breakfast, blogging over coffee, running errands/working on thesis and then heading to work (aka my kitchen table) in the late afternoon, I'm lost. 

The plumber or tile guy show up at 9 a.m. so I have to be up by 8, which is a bad start as it is because I researched big wigs in Asia/Pacific until 1a.m. (that's what they pay me for) and my body requires 8 hours. So I'm groggy and there are a bunch of construction type dudes roaming my one bedroom, which doesn't really leave room for the creative juices to flow. So Disc 5 of the first season of Gossip Girl, here I come.

The happy news is today is the last day. Copper pipe replaced, shower basin poured, tiled and grouted, no more dusty boot tracks on the hall carpet and back to my routine. 
October 21, 2008

Lowbrow Sophisticate

I am once again very proud to be a contributor in the world of The Lowbrow Sophisticate. This online lit zine has witty, dry humor, social commentary and just plain good writing. It's filled with something for every taste: poetry, short shorts, excerpts from plays, novels and essays.

The creator and main writer for the site, Dan Monroe, has excerpts from his yet to be published book - The Resiliency, giving you the chance to get a sneek peek before it hits the best seller list.

You can find my stuff posted under Jonesy. Enjoy!

October 15, 2008

That's More Like It

And just to make you feel better after that last post...

Now let's just all replace those ugly hatin' PA people with progressive, adorable teenagers and Gossip Girl stars in our minds. Deep breath...okay, I'm good.

Better watch it again for good measure (and more Penn Badgley. he's scrummy.)

Puke Worthy

If you are easily incensed or have and want to keep faith in your fellow Americans, do NOT watch this video.

Thank you Pennsylvania for reminding us that ignorant bigots live in more than just the deep south and Michigan.
October 8, 2008


I've received a whole load of baby pics from my family this week. I was thinking - wow, these kids are really freaking cute...too cute to just sit in my email box. So here you are, readers, I present to you, The Adorables.

This is Kailey, she's a sass-a-frass.  That's her in the first pic too, smack in the center, workin' those tap shoes. 

Cooper and his big sister, Caroline. The eyes have it!

Warning: Cute factor is at tooth ache level on this clip. My babiest cousin, Danni Shannon getting her groove on. Ignore our chatting and my rendition of Joe Perry's guitar riffs. Danni turns 1 this month! Oh my, how time flies. 

October 1, 2008

I Hate L.A.

Okay, maybe hate is a little strong and I don't always feel this way. But it is 100 degrees here today. I repeat 100 degrees...on the first of October. My body is hard wired to be wearing boots and big sweaters this time of year. I want cider and orange and yellow trees. 

Also, I had to run errands in my car. The parking lot at the bank was full at 11a.m. on a Wednesday. I waited in line for 15 minutes. Two of the roads I had to take were completely backed up because of construction or accidents and the parking lot at the video place was being paved and the whole thing was blocked off. The parking lot next door was enough to break a sane person and after the traffic and the bank I was no where near sane. There are too many people in this city and they all have cars. AHHHHHHH! 

Then to calm down I walked to the corner nail shop for a badly needed pedicure. The stations were all taken up by a gaggle of frighteningly thin girls who were dressed at 1:00 in the afternoon as I only do on very special occasions. One of them talked non-stop about how she just can't understand why she is so hung-over, because the Petron/wine/Grey Goose was all top shelf. It must have been the margaritas, who knows what kind of tequila they used in those. The urge to flick her in between the eyes was nearly uncontrollable. 

Okay - deep breath. Thanks, I feel better. 

Today Hillary and I celebrate two years together. It feels like so much longer. I mean that in the best way. He is, of course, the reason I am in this damned city and not my beloved Chicago. But he is the best reason, what I love most about this city, and I would move to Antarctica if it meant being near him. 

This is us on the first night we met. I was already enamored.

Photo - Alan Simons