Friday, December 30, 2011

Sky Neapolitan

The sky today kind of looks like Neapolitan ice cream.

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Timberline Lodge on Mt. Hood

The day after Christmas Jason and I went with my parents up to Mt. Hood for the first time.


Timberline Lodge on Mt. Hood is an historical landmark so we had to check it out. It was absolutely breath-taking (in every sense of the term).

Here's a view from one of the lower lifts.


When they say Timberline, they aren't kidding. We were so close to the summit  of Mt. Hood that the actual tree line (timberline) stopped.


You can't really tell from this picture, but there are ski lifts (and people skiing) all the way to the top.

Insane!

Monday, December 26, 2011

Happy Hangover!

OMG!! This was definitely a Christmas to remember! We took the town by storm last night and had a great time.

 (Our special hangover remedy - juice, yogurt, black tea, coconut water)

Heading up Mt. Hood today to check out Ski Bowl. Will report back.

(Has anyone seen my barf bag and Drammamine?)

Sunday, December 25, 2011

Merry Christmas -- from our neighborhood to yours

Jason and I spent a lovely Christmas Eve with our neighbors Larry, Marylou and Ruth Ann. We had a great time eating, talking, laughing, playing Taboo and Chinese Checkers (Jason was the big winner in both games).

Ruth Ann, Jason (and his hair), Larry, Marylou, Sarah

We are so thankful to have such great neighbors!

Now, we're headed downtown to meet my parents and eat and drink our way through Portland -- starting at Henry's.

Happy Holidays! Hope you're having a great one!

Thursday, December 22, 2011

Christmas is in the air

This video is a holiday classic around our house. We used the audio from this in our 2006 Sick and Twisted Christmas internet radio show.

Be sure to turn the volume up and enjoy!



Everything about this video makes me laugh!

(I feel sorry for the sound guy...he's in a pretty shitty position!)

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Kinda, sorta, maybe agree with Ira Glass

This clip from Ira Glass speaking on the creative process has some interesting ideas.



I agree with some of them but not all of it.

I don't agree that creating great volumes of work is necessarily the solution to creating a great piece of work. Sometimes that just results in a lot shit for the trash bin.

I do agree with the idea of an artist having a certain taste, but then not being able to create something that meets that "taste standard." There are so many projects that start out in my head one way but then the actualized version of it is nothing like I pictured -- not up to the standard I had imagined.

I guess this is where I run into the issue of "Is this something I want to create a thousand times until it's perfect?" or "Well, that was an interesting idea but not quite what I had in mind. On to the next idea."

Usually, I go with "on to the next idea."

Repetition can be super boring and artistically draining and that's not part of my creative process.

Thursday, December 15, 2011

Train Lines

Recently, I've been taking the train to Nia classes on Wednesdays. While it's nice to have the public transportation option, it's never really that pleasant of an experience. It's definitely more of a means to an end than a pleasure trip.

But the lines. And the sky. They make up for all the discomfort. I love taking pictures at the train station.

The beauty of the overhead lines, the new moon, the color of the sky as they all dissapear over the horizon along with the tracks.

The honest image of progress and industry collaborating with nature.

And it's all for the taking. You just have to open your eyes.

Monday, December 12, 2011

One Frigid Bitch!

Last night we had no heat do to a failed heater. It was 27 degrees outside and got down to the fifties inside. 


We noticed it during the afternoon, but lucky for us we had chili making and cookie baking on the activities list for the early evening. With all the baking, cooking and holiday action the house maintained a tolerable warmth.


Are those not the most festive little holiday cookies you've ever seen? ;-) Sugariffic!!!!

Once the guests departed and the beer was tapped we retreated to the back bedroom for a cold winters nap. Snug in our blankets and warmth to be all that mattered with smelly remnants of beers and cookie batter. Suddenly we awoke to a startlin crashin clatter at half past one. We sprang from the cozy bed into the frigid air we went racing and stunned.  To the kitchen without haste we did run, to find that the ugly light fixture had fallen, broken and shattered on the floor looking like plastic cookie crumbs. 

Bottom line, it was one cold frigid bitch last night and this moanin! Not to mention waking up to what sounded like an invasion on the other side of the house.  It was like rolling into an icy pond, asleep! What a brisk awakening indeed.  My heart has just now resumed normal beats per minute.

As I post this, we have managed to get the temperature back up to 67 and the heater should be back to work by this evening.  Then we shall hunt the great christmas pickle of 2011!

Saturday, December 10, 2011

One month

He was a friend of mine...



Been pickin and singin this song a lot lately...

Where's Derville?

Where is Derville!?!? I can't find him anywhere! Just a rolled up rug with a tail...


There he is!!!


What a silly kitty! He loves to hide under the rugs or roll himself up like a burrito and then jump out...

Hiiiiyahhhhh!

He jumped out as I was taking his picture! Scared the crap outta me!

Thursday, December 08, 2011

Forever in Blue Jeans, Babe!

Heard this song today while waiting in line. Was feeling kinda shabby in my winter layers of jeans, hoodie, long-sleeves, short-sleeves, tank top, wool knee socks, etc. This song just reminds me how much I don't give a shit about trendy fashion and things like ugly-ass billion-dollar sweaters from places like Anthro. (You'll definitely never catch me wearing a cardigan belted around my boobs.)

I've come to the conclusion that I'm more of an "urban outfitter." Black, black and black for dressy. Jeans and Henleys for casual. Easy. Simple. Comfy.

Also, I like my man to dress like a man, not like a Dandy (no sweater vests, please!) so jeans and flannel are perfect for him too. My sexy lumberjack! (And his hair is pretty dang close to Neil's these days! Rrrrrr)

Forever in Blue Jeans, Babe!

(Note to self: buy a Neil Diamond album -- this guy can rock a cheesy love song like no other!)


Money Talks
But it don't sing and dance
And it don't walk
As long as I can have you here with me
I'd much rather be
Forever in Blue Jeans

Honey is sweet
But it ain't nothing next to baby's treat
And if you'll pardon me
I'd like to say
We'd do okay
Forever in Blue Jeans

Maybe tonight
Maybe tonight by the fire
All alone you and I
Nothing around but the sound
Of my heart and your sighs

Money Talks
But it can't sing and dance
And it can't walk
As long as I can have you here with me
I'd much rather be
Forever in Blue Jeans, Babe

Honey is sweet
But it ain't nothing next to baby's treat
And if you'll pardon me
I'd like to say
We'd do okay
Forever in Blue Jeans

Maybe tonight
Maybe tonight by the fire
All alone you and I
Nothing around but the sound
Of my heart and your sighs

Money Talks
But it don't sing and dance
And it don't walk
As long as I can have you here with me
I'd much rather be
Forever in Blue Jeans

And if you'll pardon me
I'd like to say
We'd do okay
Forever in Blue Jeans, Babe

As long as I can have you here with me
I'd much rather be
Forever in Blue Jeans, Babe

As long as I can have you here with me

Tuesday, December 06, 2011

Mail Call!!

These showed up in the post today.

It's an interesting mix of a  fake band album/soundtrack and an autobiography by one of America's seminal folk singer/songwriters and poet - Woodie Guthrie.


Can't wait to dig in!

Saturday, December 03, 2011

Coming Back to Life

I took a heavenly ride through our silence, I knew the moment had arrived, for killing the past and coming back to life

"Coming Back To Life" by Pink Floyd



Where were you when I was burned and broken
While the days slipped by from my window watching
And where were you when I was hurt and I was helpless
Because the things you say and the things you do surround me
While you were hanging yourself on someone else's words
Dying to believe in what you heard
I was staring straight into the shining sun

Lost in thought and lost in time
While the seeds of life and the seeds of change were planted
Outside the rain fell dark and slow
While I pondered on this dangerous but irresistible pastime

I took a heavenly ride through our silence
I knew the moment had arrived
For killing the past and coming back to life

I took a heavenly ride through our silence
I knew the waiting had begun
And I headed straight..into the shining sun.