Friday, August 22, 2008

number 60 good times and blonde hair

number 59 today is a good day















so, one of my friends used to yell in the office...TODAY IS A GOOD DAY...i did understand, and often i now use the expression. but today really was a good day for me.

firstly jennie is here, and she is having the best time ever, second, i have a new job, and third, i found a herman miller chair just sitting on the side of the road.

today is a good day.

Sunday, August 10, 2008

number 57 shiny balloons and past life regression















as we walked around the renaissance part of the met pretending we were back in the olden days, addressing ourselves as lady ifould, sir justin, and emperor au, laughing out loud at how debaucherous we might have been, I wondered what count nolan would have got up to in the endless supply of parlors that we seemed to come across. in stark contrast, we got in the elevator, up to the roof to see koons on a perfect grey day.

we accidently saw up some old woman's skirt, drank sangria, and sir justin talked of pooling together funds to have bought a koons when they were only 2 million dollars. another life perhaps.

Saturday, August 9, 2008