San Fran House Love
Monday, October 26, 2009
Yep. You guessed it. And if you didn't, then you must not be a child of the 90s, have a crush on Uncle Jesse, and want to be just like DJ when you grow up. You got it dude, those are the Full House houses in all of their glory.
Love Love Love the corner rounded windows. How stunning are they?
Mmmmmmm magenta.
Haven't you always wanted to climb down a fire escape?
Gold Trim. That's all I have to say.
I'm pretty sure happy people live here.
It's autumn time, it's autumn time...
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
wow.
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Last night we went to Wiseguys Comedy Club, and sitting in that audience I kept getting the strange feeling that I was part of some bizarre social experiment...that there could be no possible way that this many crazy people could have decided to all do the same thing last night.
But apparently they did. And being a part of that group was definitely unsettling.
Let's start with Wyoming. I'll call her Wyoming because I'm pretty sure that's where she is from, seeing that as soon as the comedian started talking about how ugly women are in Wyoming, she started waving her hands frantically.
Picture a lady who probably is 40 but looks like she's 60 because of all of the cigarettes she's smoked in her life, has crazy straw hair, and a husband who sits there unshaken, stiff as a board, drinking his beers, as Wyoming is spouting off all sorts of crazy shit.
We were lucky enough to sit behind Wyoming, and to our horror, she just kept turning around and saying crazy things, LOUD. For example:
"That lady has huge boobs, ya know what I mean?" (Which the lady with huge boobs definitely heard her say...)
"I'm gonna call Oprah, that's what I'm going to do. I'm gonna call Oprah and tell her my idea."
(Who the hell even knows what her idea even was...)
And countless other things that were completely incomprehensible, but no less crazy. And she would say all of these things so loud that the comedian would stop and make fun of her and then she would laugh this loud, animalistic laugh. Like a seal. CRAZY.
Then there's the comedian. It got quiet after it had been pretty loud in the room, and apparently this curly haired girl sitting next to me didn't expect the sudden quietness and said, loud enough for the entire room to hear:
"This comedian is stoned out of his mind..."
Which he probably was. When they announced him to come on stage, he didn't show up for a few minutes, and on stage he was sweating like a banshee and couldn't quite figure out how to plug his keyboard in...but my point is, that all of the crazies around me kept yelling things out, and I was pretty much terrified all night that he was going to think that I was the crazy yelling things out, and try to embarrass me in some way that comedians like to do. So every time a crazy would say something bizarre that the comedian would hear, I'd make sure to turn and look right at the crazy, and point if necessary.
There were the crazy meth heads who announced that they met in rehab, the scantily clad fat girl that said she went on an LDS mission, but didn't, and couldn't answer the comedians question about Mormons that he needed answered for his joke, the two big girls and even bigger dude that seemed to be in some sort of gut wrenching manage'twa... (which I don't know how to spell and don't want to google...)
It was the only place, besides church, where I've wished that I was sitting on stage so that I could watch all of the craziness unfold.
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SHORT
Friday, October 2, 2009
I've been hating on my shortness a lot lately. It did not help that last night at traffic school I learned that if you are under 57 inches tall, you should sit in a booster seat in the car. I'M ONLY 63 INCHES TALL. THAT IS NOT THAT MUCH TALLER.
I might need to start sacrificing my feet to the fashion gods and buy me some heels.
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Random link fun.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
I'm obsessed with this song by this band.
I love my mac. And I want this and this for it.
An interesting way to pass ten minutes.
Children everywhere would be crying if this happened. Including me.
Apparently I am redundant and incorrect. I will never say this again.
Word.
Who knew that Anthropologie has a section of stuff labeled "eccentric accessories." And I love them all. hmmmmm.
Full of questions....
Monday, September 28, 2009
Question: If church people leave a delicious looking assortment of desserts on your doorstep for the people that used to live in your basement, but have since moved, is it bad karma to eat them?
Question #2: If your husband says your hair looks cute curly, but one nine year old told you that you look 72 years old with curly hair, and the other nine year old told you that you look better with your hair straight, who should you believe?
Question #3: Is it ever OK for a grown woman to wear a men's BYU t-shirt to a wedding reception EVEN IF it is in Provo?
Lego Building Contest
Thursday, September 24, 2009
The Art of the Brick exhibit is going on at Park City's Kimball Art Center from Sept 18-Nov 14th AND you can even enter a Lego Sculpture building contest thing if you are an expert legoer or whatever. It's on October 24th.
Really I'm just writing this post so that I can throw away the paper that I wrote the info on and so I can be reminded that I want to go to this exhibit.
And because blogging sounded more riveting than cleaning this room in my house.
But I hope you like the pic anyway.
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I can't believe it's been...
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Are you loving the decor in my college apartment or what? Ahhh the good old days when you could hang up practically anything on your walls, and you totally thought it looked freakin awesome.
I can't believe that it was practically eight years ago when I met my friend Chelsey and we become the best roommates ever. Definitely one of the few people on the planet that I would willingly share a room with. Pretty much the day she moved out, I thought my life was over. But it wasn't.
Hmmmm maybe she isn't THAT great.
ha ha.
It's so comforting to have people in your life that know all of your shit, and still come back for more.
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(besties) ha ha I hate that word.
UDOT does not think it's funny, but I do...
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Ha ha this cracks me up. Don't freak out, I'm not an atheist...but don't you wish you drove by this sign today for a good laugh?
Oh and this is a great example of not having a clear perspective on your own artwork. Good thing I randomly viewed my profile the other day.
It definitely looks like I "PEE MYSELF" is written on my forehead. I promise. I do not.
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