countdown to awesomeness

funny face:

if you don't come to my party.



if you do.

1day left!!!

a midnight snack buffet.
february 9, 2007
show up at 11pm. not (too much) before, and, seriously folks, not after.
you must come dressed to the nines . (we'll have a bouncer at the door)
you must bring your favorite midnight snack to share. (and be willing to share. no hogging the graham crackers and milk.)

come. come dressed up. come bearing food.
all are welcome. (provided they come dressed up, with food.)

jer:



BAD Jer on Vimeo
if you don't come to my party.






GOOD Jer on Vimeo
if you do.

2 more days.

book:

if you don't come to my party.











if you do.

3 more days.

dessert:
if you don't come to my party.

if you do.

4 more days.

kite:
if you don't come to my party.

if you do.

5 more days.

beating down

something happened to me today that hasn't happened in a long time: i received warmth and not just light from the sun.

i have often thought, and said, that winter is only worth anything because of its symbolism. with this mentality i somehow make it through each winter. (well, that and chanting death cab's "i don't mind the weather; i've got scarves and caps and sweaters. i've got long-johns under slacks for blustery days." like a mantra.)

so today as i stepped out of my house completely bundled i didn't notice the minor dripping from the roof, until i realized that it wasn't dripping into a (truly lovely, even to me) ice sculpture in the grass, but into a puddle. my heart quickened and i looked over my shoulder at the sun as he slowly made his way west and said hello. then i looked back and saw in the grass the familiar green color that my eyes have missed for so long. it's a peculiar green, a different green than just grass green that i can't describe to you except to say that it only happens when the sun is happy. i made my way to the parking lot and realized that i was slipping in slush and not on ice.
then in the car (thank goodness for my over-eager magnifying glass-like windshield) i was honestly hot and spiritually revived by what i can only imagine was a much needed dose of vitamin d ("the sunshine vitamin").

"how i love all of the very simple things of life..."
thank goodness for sunshine in january.

instead of a cigarette lighter it has a lipstick

so, did you know that the umfa is my birthday?

(in case you missed it, allow me to enlighten you:

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not that i have any particular affinity for the umfa above other museums, but still, any museum is "cultured" and besides, it's much better than having like, say...an office max for your birthday, right?

i mean, that would be like being told you're a brown crayon.

9months old. lookie at me!