28 April 2013

It's a long journey to visit my sister, but we really have a great time together. I have to take four freeways with the assitance from my traveling sidekick, the map app lady, who never lets me down. She delivers me to my destination down to the second. I'm convinced she's a genius. If she says I'll be there by 11:15 am, I am there at 11:15 am.

I saw the funniest license plate holder on a car in the mall parking lot. It read: "F*CK THE 91 FWY!" As Los Angelenos we are sort of legendary for having to deal with a bit of traffic. What other city experienced Carmageddon 1 and 2?

14 April 2013

Jeffrey Campbell. Nokea and Dramo Spike. Want. Now.


His shoes are art & sculpture. Mind-blowing.

11 April 2013


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treats
big tip

The life-affirming proof that truly awesome people still exist.

08 April 2013

Started watching The Crow yesterday, continuing it now, and listening to the Cure's Play For Today from another room. The two seem to be tied together.

Trying to comprehend that it's been almost 20 years since The Crow was released really proves time passes too fast. Forlorn thinking about how Bruce died then Brandon, who's luminescent future never played out, and it's hard not to wonder what he'd be doing now if he were alive. It would have been interesting if he had a son, a third generation Lee.

So frustrating and goofy that I'm viewing a jigsawed version, stuffed with commercial breaks and stupid voice-overs, like "fouled-up," substituting "kiss" for "fuck" and bleep for "shit." I think I have it somewhere on DVD but I know every line so I guess I'll just suffer through the dorky dialogue that someone has inserted into the filthy mouths of the villainous crew spewing out towards my poetically tragic hero.

Trying to do housework. Today I'm in the mood for a little light spring cleaning. After an hour of movement, still a little bit under the weather, I feel winded. I keep clearing my throat which has become a pesky habit. It's around noon and my morning consumption consists of half of a Very Green smoothie from Trader Joe's, a cup of coffee and some Coke Zero. Some people could live off of that, not me. Guess I better eat.

03 April 2013

I really love their dangerous curves!
photos by pf_xo.

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Yesterday morning was filled with trying to get myself up & running. My second visit at CVS Minute Clinic because the earliest appointment I can schedule with my doctor is on Friday. Got some Tessalon Perle and syrup with codeine. I've discovered that my itchy throat is only soothed by chewing gum, and by now feels like it has been ravaged by cheap whiskey, 100 cigarettes in the course of 3 days, and my timbre is sounding a little eerily like Mercedes McCambridge. I feel crummy my fits of coughing wakes me up during the the middle of the night, only because it disrupts my sleeping sweetheart but he  just shakes it off and doesn't even get mad. I'm not saying this lightly, but I think the guy is a saint.

I usually watch CBS morning news to see Gayle King (I truly wish her talk show wasn't cancelled). Sherri Shepherd was a guest on Channel 7 and I saw her as I flipped the dial but she kept talking about her "broken uterus!" I mean over & over. I don't know if I was just annoyed because I'm ailing or if she was simply annoying. One of the females on the panel chucklingly said, "How many times can we say 'uterus'?" The other chimed in, "Yeah, like on Sesame Street." It was just weird and disturbing. Click. Back to Gayle.

As I find out that I have a slight case of bronchitis, I see the Kardashians' line of make-up. I love false eyelashes and want to try theirs' because they have sexy shapes, great for batting, and are reasonably priced at $6.49. I just accidentally saw them advertised on eBay for $15.99. WTF?!