What I think about in the shower

School Bans Hugs Over Two Seconds

Sat, 01 Mar 2008 23:26:14 -0600

School Bans Hugs Over Two Seconds: Hugs kill.

Aerosmith - Dream On I loved this song for years without knowing...

Sat, 01 Mar 2008 22:16:37 -0600

Aerosmith - Dream On

I loved this song for years without knowing the name or the band.

Charlie Express!

Tue, 26 Feb 2008 17:38:00 -0600

Charlie Express!: I saved this link so I would remember to bid on it, but I forgot, and the listing expired. I once had a bottle of Charlie Express! perfume that I got for Christmas as a kid. I kept it in a jewelry box on top of a bookcase in my bedroom. Eventually, only a few drops remained and I made a vow only to use it for three more occasions: prom (done), high school graduation (done) and my wedding. My parents’ house burned down the year before I got married. The jewelry box survived, but the perfume was gone.

Dream

Tue, 26 Feb 2008 17:36:24 -0600

I had a dream last night that zombies attacked my city. My only moment of freedom was when I flew up in a hot air balloon and floated from cloud to cloud. I’ve never had such an obvious dream before.

Aaron took some pretty photos at a party I had last Saturday. ...

Tue, 26 Feb 2008 17:34:00 -0600

Aaron took some pretty photos at a party I had last Saturday. At the end of the night, we all ended up - innocently! - in my bedroom.

Tuesdays Robot

Sat, 23 Feb 2008 14:49:27 -0600

Tuesdays Robot: “I Am U,” the first song on their player, is so wonderful in that 80s celebrity charity sing-a-long way.

"Sitting in a wheelchair with a broken leg Friday in Lyon County District Court, the woman said her..."

Sat, 23 Feb 2008 14:46:00 -0600

““Sitting in a wheelchair with a broken leg Friday in Lyon County District Court, the woman said her name was Alianiss Nunez Morales. She said she’d been working in a Cottonwood, Minn., cabinet shop and living with her boyfriend in a trailer in nearby Minnesota until they broke up Tuesday, the day of the crash.””

- Star Tribune article about a woman who crashed into a school bus and killed four children. Sounds like the worst day of her life. I can’t imagine the destruction I’ve miraculously avoided over the years.

Thoughts while watching Lost

Sat, 23 Feb 2008 11:57:47 -0600

I wonder about captors who make food for their prisoners. Making food for someone else, when it’s one-on-one, is such a tender act. And when the person relies on you for food, and has no other source, well. Prisoners become like babies. You’re keeping them alive with your choices and your cooking and your care. I once read a short story about a prison chef who used to cook at a fancy French restaurant. He became obsessed with creating an exquisite meal for a prisoner on death row. He skinned a rabbit, cooked it carefully, served it with a type of love. This is all important to me, somehow.

via Adam Hummel’s Facebook profile

Fri, 22 Feb 2008 23:31:48 -0600

via Adam Hummel’s Facebook profile

Hippie

Fri, 22 Feb 2008 22:01:48 -0600

I spend a lot of time changing addresses in a database at work. When a person has moved from an apartment to a house, I get really excited for them. (Not REALLY excited, but I’m happy for a second.) I do hundreds of these a day. How crazy that each entry is a complicated life change for someone, and no doubt an interesting story, but takes 20 seconds for me to type. I try to give each one a fraction of love so their change gets the importance it deserves.

Kip Praslowicz. Kip and I knew each other through IRC and our...

Fri, 22 Feb 2008 17:35:00 -0600

Kip Praslowicz.

Kip and I knew each other through IRC and our college’s local forum, but we’d never met in person. One day in 2002 he asked if I wanted to go on a photo walk with him. My boyfriend and I had broken up a few months earlier, and I was lost and sad, but Kip made me laugh. I’d just chopped 10 inches off my hair, and my neck was cold. I sat on the edge of a rock by Lake Superior, and he took a picture. We’ve been close friends ever since.

You are still the song I sing to myself when I’m alone.

Fri, 22 Feb 2008 17:28:01 -0600

You are still the song I sing to myself when I’m alone.

Seen

Fri, 22 Feb 2008 17:25:43 -0600

Cute girl at the Turf comes back from the bar carrying a white coffee cup and a glass full of Baileys. Smells cozy and delicious and she spends the rest of the show warming her hands around the cup, taking small sips. I suddenly regret my whiskey, which has nicely burned my lips. but did nothing for the chill.

Old man at Key’s Cafe. Has the menu against his face. He is reading each item aloud, lowly. I picture him doing this with his long-gone wife. I can hear her sigh like I do when Chris does something annoying and endearing.

Nerdy-looking girl at work brings her father into meet everyone. Looks like Dawn from Welcome to the Dollhouse. She talks excitedly about her wedding. Her father holds her elbow and smiles proudly.

Maxwell's fire

Wed, 20 Feb 2008 23:24:47 -0600

Maxwell's fire: I like MCs that read like accidental poems.

"WHAT THE FUCK MOON?"

Wed, 20 Feb 2008 20:48:00 -0600

“WHAT THE FUCK MOON?”

- The wooden puppet known as Sailor Martin

I walked into the office, after laying in bed for two hours,...

Wed, 20 Feb 2008 20:27:00 -0600

I walked into the office, after laying in bed for two hours, nursing the heart attack. I could see the moon clear through the window. Half of it was missing. I thought the lunar eclipse was yesterday, so I was happy to stumble upon it like this.

I can’t find my real camera, so this is from my webcam.

Please don't let the last thing I watch be 5th season L Word

Wed, 20 Feb 2008 20:19:52 -0600

I’ve been having sharp, questionable heartburn for two days. Probably going to die. If so, this post will be prophetic. Let it be known I really liked you all, and had a lot of ideas about sending you cards or gifts or calling and asking you to coffee. These are the thought presents I never gave you.

I can sing Smells Like Teen Spirit, but only because of Weird Al

Wed, 20 Feb 2008 15:49:00 -0600

I can only name three Nirvana songs - Smells Like Teen Spirit, Lithium and the box one. Candlebox? Heartshaped Box? And I can only sing one of them. I think this makes me culturally irrelevant somehow.

Photo by Rhia. The ghosts of Iguazu.

Wed, 20 Feb 2008 15:44:00 -0600

Photo by Rhia.

The ghosts of Iguazu.

Electric Six - Danger! High Voltage I can’t stop watching...

Wed, 20 Feb 2008 15:38:00 -0600

Electric Six - Danger! High Voltage

I can’t stop watching this. I need a glowing codpiece, people.

PS: The second voice, lip-synched by the lady, is Jack White. Thanks to Stupid Crappy for the tip.