odds and ends: i have a new place to live in august!
Sunday, April 29, 2007
i'm multi-tasking
from former pulp frontman, jarvis cocker, "don't let him waste your time." you almost believe everything will be okay as mayhem ensues. plus he looks a little like shostakovich.
odds and ends: i have a new place to live in august!
odds and ends: i have a new place to live in august!
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
bat contact
I received the following email this morning:
If you or someone you know touched a bat near the south end of Bellmont (off of San Jacinto St., across from the Alumni Center) on Monday, April 23, 2007, Environmental Health & Safety needs to talk to you. Please call Environmental Health & Safety, 471-5776 / 471-3511 or call the City of Austin Health and Human Services Department, 512-972-5590, and report that you touched a bat. Thank You.
Carin Peterson
Safety Specialist | Environmental Health & Safety
University of Texas at Austin
a rather specific yet cryptic message. the location is somewhat near the music building so all you bat touchers/vampires, reveal yourselves.
odds and ends: they call themselves you say party! we say die!
and unrelated, this came to my attention this morning. wordsworth, rapping squirrels, my apologies.
If you or someone you know touched a bat near the south end of Bellmont (off of San Jacinto St., across from the Alumni Center) on Monday, April 23, 2007, Environmental Health & Safety needs to talk to you. Please call Environmental Health & Safety, 471-5776 / 471-3511 or call the City of Austin Health and Human Services Department, 512-972-5590, and report that you touched a bat. Thank You.
Carin Peterson
Safety Specialist | Environmental Health & Safety
University of Texas at Austin
a rather specific yet cryptic message. the location is somewhat near the music building so all you bat touchers/vampires, reveal yourselves.
odds and ends: they call themselves you say party! we say die!
and unrelated, this came to my attention this morning. wordsworth, rapping squirrels, my apologies.
Monday, April 23, 2007
big like rasputin, naturally.
in remembrance of boris yeltsin, i'm lifting this from mcsweeney's:
to this i would add,
still smiling? vladmir putin
tear down that wall mr. gorbachev
Considered but Discarded Names for the Indie Band Someone Still Loves You, Boris Yeltsin.
BY JOHN FLOWERS
1. Put Your Damn Shoe Back On, Nikita Khrushchev
2. Those Are Some Pretty Boss Eyebrows, Leonid Brezhnev
3. Not Everyone Remembers You, Yuri Andropov
4. Don't You Die Too, Konstantin Chernenko
to this i would add,
still smiling? vladmir putin
tear down that wall mr. gorbachev
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
c'est too much
imagine this tableau if you will:
one of those moderately trendy restaurants that serves upscale comfort food. you know, the kind where you wonder what wine would pair well with your truffle-scented mac and cheese. should you order that sauterne with your deconstructed peach cobbler? etc. david and i sitting down to dinner. as usual, i'm getting tons of "oh, the poor girl doesn't know" looks from other j-faced diners.
me: david, humor me.
david: what?
me: i've always wanted to cause a scene in a restaurant.
david: and i would like to wish into existence a planet full of unicorns. gauche caviar, i don't want to indulge you in your petty, bourgeois antics.
me: (loudly) you bastard!! what do you mean you woke up naked next to a coked-out go-go dancer of the male persuasion this morning?!?
(david sits looking resigned.)
me: but we were supposed to adopt a fleet of little 3rd world babies and name them snowflake in their respective languages!!
(i gaze deeply into my glass of bordeaux before heaving the contents on david's bewildered face. i gather my things and stomp out with my heels that cut.)
fin.
i'm not gonna lie, i've always thought that it might be fun to cause a scene in a public area. so last night, i had my opportunity at last. i met a friend for dinner and margaritas at vivo which has fantastic margaritas, and as it turns out, a caterpillar infested patio. now, i have an almost irrational fear of caterpillars. while i recognize that they're fairly harmless, the fuzzy ones in particular are frightful to me (no, the fact that they turn into butterflies doesn't help as anyone who has witnessed my interactions with moths can attest to--the fluttering makes me nervous). anyway, it began with a caterpillar crawling up my menu. okay, no big deal, i just moved to the other side of the table. i'm enjoying my margarita until the woman at the neighboring table taps me on the shoulder and alerts me to the caterpillar crawling up my sleeve. arm-waving freak-out ensued. some guy at another table kindly removed the caterpillar from my sleeve.
so undignified.
odds and ends: i'll be laying low for the rest of the semester, it's paper time and i am already having nightmares about it.
one of those moderately trendy restaurants that serves upscale comfort food. you know, the kind where you wonder what wine would pair well with your truffle-scented mac and cheese. should you order that sauterne with your deconstructed peach cobbler? etc. david and i sitting down to dinner. as usual, i'm getting tons of "oh, the poor girl doesn't know" looks from other j-faced diners.
me: david, humor me.
david: what?
me: i've always wanted to cause a scene in a restaurant.
david: and i would like to wish into existence a planet full of unicorns. gauche caviar, i don't want to indulge you in your petty, bourgeois antics.
me: (loudly) you bastard!! what do you mean you woke up naked next to a coked-out go-go dancer of the male persuasion this morning?!?
(david sits looking resigned.)
me: but we were supposed to adopt a fleet of little 3rd world babies and name them snowflake in their respective languages!!
(i gaze deeply into my glass of bordeaux before heaving the contents on david's bewildered face. i gather my things and stomp out with my heels that cut.)
fin.
i'm not gonna lie, i've always thought that it might be fun to cause a scene in a public area. so last night, i had my opportunity at last. i met a friend for dinner and margaritas at vivo which has fantastic margaritas, and as it turns out, a caterpillar infested patio. now, i have an almost irrational fear of caterpillars. while i recognize that they're fairly harmless, the fuzzy ones in particular are frightful to me (no, the fact that they turn into butterflies doesn't help as anyone who has witnessed my interactions with moths can attest to--the fluttering makes me nervous). anyway, it began with a caterpillar crawling up my menu. okay, no big deal, i just moved to the other side of the table. i'm enjoying my margarita until the woman at the neighboring table taps me on the shoulder and alerts me to the caterpillar crawling up my sleeve. arm-waving freak-out ensued. some guy at another table kindly removed the caterpillar from my sleeve.
so undignified.
odds and ends: i'll be laying low for the rest of the semester, it's paper time and i am already having nightmares about it.
Sunday, April 8, 2007
santo subito!
this being easter, what better time to question my belief system? here are the results from belief-o-matic:
Not a surprise, but what does concern me is the fact that i am more mormon than catholic. also that neo-pagan is even an option.
| 1. | Secular Humanism (100%) |
| 2. | Unitarian Universalism (98%) |
| 3. | Theravada Buddhism (83%) |
| 4. | Liberal Quakers (79%) |
| 5. | Neo-Pagan (74%) |
| 6. | Nontheist (73%) |
| 7. | Mainline to Liberal Christian Protestants (62%) |
| 8. | New Age (58%) |
| 9. | Mahayana Buddhism (50%) |
| 10. | Taoism (47%) |
| 11. | Reform Judaism (46%) |
| 12. | Orthodox Quaker (42%) |
| 13. | Jainism (36%) |
| 14. | Scientology (32%) |
| 15. | Bahá'í Faith (32%) |
| 16. | Sikhism (31%) |
| 17. | New Thought (29%) |
| 18. | Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints (Mormons) (24%) |
| 19. | Hinduism (24%) |
| 20. | Christian Science (Church of Christ, Scientist) (23%) |
| 21. | Seventh Day Adventist (21%) |
| 22. | Mainline to Conservative Christian/Protestant (19%) |
| 23. | Orthodox Judaism (19%) |
| 24. | Islam (18%) |
| 25. | Jehovah's Witness (14%) |
| 26. | Eastern Orthodox (13%) |
| 27. | Roman Catholic (13%) |
Not a surprise, but what does concern me is the fact that i am more mormon than catholic. also that neo-pagan is even an option.
odds and ends:
this is not a game. i need a new place to live.
this is not a game. i need a new place to live.Monday, April 2, 2007
shit list
for lack of any exciting or even marginally interesting occurrences in my own life (my weekend included a AMS-SW meeting in huntsville, where apparently they execute people. interesting discussions of madrigals and performance practice, but i think the most striking moment of the day was when we passed a small horse farm--they breed "small horses" (ponies? miniature horses? i don't know)--on the way back to austin and i realized that i in fact, did not dream about small horse farms on the drive up (we left at 5:30 am). it was reassuring to me that my subconscious didn't construct a small horse farm) okay, sorry, i'll stop with the parentheses. i shall borrow material from david's slightly more exciting existence. what better than spending a lovely sunday afternoon coming up with a shit list? david's list as follows:
-people who drink bone dry cappuccinos
-women who work out at curves
-women who work out at curves and then proceed to round off their work out at the krispy kreme next door
-dueling pianos
i would add to this list:
-the use of latin phrases in casual conversation. as in: cheese is the sine qua non of a good meal. shut up.
-similarly, the gratuitous use of acroynms or abbreviations. exempli gratia, PoMo. yes, it's short for postmodernism. fired.
-the fact that it's almost 11 am and i'm still in bed eating tiny cupcakes.
odds and ends: so i don't even have words.
-people who drink bone dry cappuccinos
-women who work out at curves
-women who work out at curves and then proceed to round off their work out at the krispy kreme next door
-dueling pianos
i would add to this list:
-the use of latin phrases in casual conversation. as in: cheese is the sine qua non of a good meal. shut up.
-similarly, the gratuitous use of acroynms or abbreviations. exempli gratia, PoMo. yes, it's short for postmodernism. fired.
-the fact that it's almost 11 am and i'm still in bed eating tiny cupcakes.
odds and ends: so i don't even have words.
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