Today is my best friend’s birthday. When she’s not blacking out at half-marathons, she’s usually learning how to handstand, attracting the romantic attentions of total weirdos, wearing homemade Harry Potter t-shirts, making up and singing songs about whatever mundane activities she is currently engaged in, and waving a wire hanger in the air in the middle of an abortion debate in a high school social studies class (that last one only happened once [to my knowledge]). You know, basically, she is just constantly and totally and vibrantly alive. Which is a really great quality to have in a best friend. So in honor of an invaluable friendship of twelve years, here is this terrible photo of us posing with a wax Elton John in our junior year of high school.
YEA! HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SISTER!
I was taking pictures at the lake yesterday and looked down to see that someone had left their star system in the water. So careless.
Nice shot, Angie! Me Max and Zach saw one of these in an inlet riding around Virginia Beach!
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Seattle, Washington. Members of the Seattle Tubing Society in full float.
(via Burt Glinn and dreams like that)
want.
This reminds me of that sculpture in Montreal. You know the one- Lindsey, Taryn, Vanessa?
(Source: thelisaportercollection, via treeroots)
Wildflower season is coming upon the desert. I went out for an early morning stroll today before skewl and picked a bunch. I also saw Mom’s dear friend, the California Quail.
Tonight, two of my friends and I were picking up a bottle of wine at CVS when three young guys in tuxedos walked in. I said “Gentleman! Where are you going?!” They said,”well we’re going to prom but our girlfriends dumped us… Hold on… LADIES… WE’VE GOT A LIMO OUTSIDE. GET ON YOUR FANCIEST DRESSES AND LET’S GO!”(They were very confident high schoolers) and we said OKAY! shared some wine with our young friends and crashed the prom!!!!
most of that is fictional
I have to present on a panel at an academic conference tomorrow titled “Rethinking the Apocalypse: Race, Class and Collectivity”. I’m anxious about it and still have a bunch of work to do so, my friend gave me some heady crystals. One for ridding bad thoughts and one for concentration or determination (I forget). I haven’t gotten any work done since she gave me them so I’m going to soak them in salt water to recharge them…
don’t tell Doug.
Nothing gets you moving quite like boogie woogie and the Andrews Sisters were brilliant at it. Here they are in a 1941 clip from Abbott and Costello’s Buck Privates. (Loved having both kids dancing around the living room to this!)
It’s the time of year for the Andrews Sisters.