So the last few weeks have been pretty fun, and have also involved more-than-usual frequency of trips to Philadelphia. (Coincidence?) I'm not planning on going to Philadelphia this weekend, but as it will be Halloween, I have hopes it will still be pretty spectacular ( Read more... )

Yesterday I went to see Patrick Wolf at Le Poisson Rouge, which was a nice night up until I got caught in the rain again and stuck in Penn Station overnight. I also just found out that Patrick is shooting a video in Manhattan today, and he invited fans to audition for extras, but I am too a) old for that sorta thing, b) broke, c) tired to brave ( Read more... )

I think it's funny sometimes when people tell me I have a "unique fashion sensibility," because really... I don't.

( Behold the power of the internet: )

I have been feeling extra Chuck-like lately, what with the unusual flurry of pie baking. I dropped off a home-baked pie at the house of a friend who was spending Thanksgiving sans family for the first time just before I left for DC, and then I came home and promptly baked more pies. Pie pie pie. Making pies is fun. I think I am going to bake ( Read more... )

So since I can't get Thanksgiving weekend off, I decided to have myself an early Thanksgiving-like dinner yesterday instead. thegreatmissjj was going to be in town, so I picked her up from the train station and then we went shopping. (For groceries. Although I also got a lot of socks and legwarmers ( Read more... )

This weekend was full of food and Ikea. Oh yes indeed.

Derek finally decided to pay me a weekend in the exciting depths of New Jersey, where we may not have New York's night life, but we do have lots of strip malls and Chinese/Russian/Indian/etc supermarkets ( Read more... )

I said before that I didn't want to relegate Patrick's opening act, Bishi, to a footnote, so I'm going to talk a bit more about her here. Anyway, she was rather extremely terrific. She came on in a killer silver space dress with traditional embroidery and a gleaming sitar and proceeded to play a champagne mix of folk and disco pop. She has a ( Read more... )

Surely I have enough hair to attempt 19th century styles.

( This was taken mid-summer, so it is in fact longer by now. )

I love my cousin, dangermousie. One of the things that amuses us both about our relationship is how well we get along despite the fact that we tend to have very different opinions on so many things. We basically have very compatible/similar personalities in many of the deep-seated fundamentals, but very different preferences in all surface daily stuff. Case ( Read more... )

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