Changes
This week is finally over. *phew*
I spent the entire week and the end of last week training Andra to take over for me at GTI. It’s hard work, training. I was exhasted every night.
This week starts new things for me. More time for painting and shooting. Freelancing. I’m nervous but feeling happy.
More later.
Music on 3wk.com
I love 3wk.com. I’ve been listening for months and have been introduced to music I never would have heard otherwise.
sufjan stevens
iron and wine
wheat
coral
tv on the radio
department of eagles
raising the fawn
vinny miller
postal service
slomo rabbit kick
blonde redhead
and more here…
Plus some more that didn’t have webpages like: books, wild horses…
Taxes
I didn’t get my taxes done on time. I did, however, squeak in an extension barely under the wire. I’ve been complaining to myself for weeks on how hard it is to do my taxes when I have both 1099s and W2s and why me etc. etc.
And then I read this from Denise which makes me hang my head in shame. Oh, yes. In shame.
The Photo Shoot
Everything in the Marriott’s restaurant Arterra bespoke ‘Excellence.’
The chef and the editor had been waiting. The first food plate was finally created to perfection and waiting for its close-up on the small white-clothed table, expertly decorated in front of the 10-foot tall gilded mirror which reflected the entire decadent room.
The photographer, arriving slightly late, hurried to make amends with perfect shooting. She lined up the shot, checked the lighting and cleared people out of the room that would be in the mirror’s reflection. After adjusting the wineglasses and cleaning off some smudges on the glassware, the shot was perfect.
She moved in slightly to get a better angle…
and tripped over the chair rung. Her elbow came down hard on the table and slid up towards the perfect plate, which in turn mashed the wineglass against the mirror. Red wine and Quail eggs went everywhere.
My jacket needs to go to the dry cleaners.
President Bush
Fox had to postpone its regular edition of “American Idol” by one night. Tuesday’s regularly scheduled edition of “Idol” will run at 8 p.m. Wednesday, while the live results show moves to 8 p.m. Thursday, where it will compete against CBS’ “Survivor: All-Stars.”
Vote Kerry.
Easter
Easter was fine indeed.
My kids were here. The Easter Bunny came and we even colored eggs. Admittedly, it was more fun for some of us than for the others that reluctuntly broke away from their Gamecube game, ran to the table and dyed all three eggs in 20 seconds or less and then ran back to their game, but hey.
And for those of you that think the Easter Bunny should not be a part of Easter, who else is going to bring you chocolate??
Andrew Phelps
Hey!
Andrew Phelps is back.
Interview with Laurie Notaro
My interview with Laurie Notaro is up on the Writers Monthly site. Also, she let us post a letter she wrote to Ellen Degeneres. Very funny stuff.
PP Resume
This is me.
This is me on PowerPoint.
Cheaters
This terrible, terrible show finds its way into my home about once a week. My usual position is watching it out of the corner of my eye while I try to ignore it and go to sleep. Sometimes, however, the story is so compelling that I have to sit up and take notice in spite of myself. For instance, last time on Cheaters, the girl that the cheating husband was two-timing with wasn’t even aware that he was married and therefore felt two-timed as well. As the wife tried to push her and yelled obscenities at her, she pushed and shoved back until she realized that she, too, had been duped by the adulterer. Then they both turned on the husband.
For some strange reason which I will probably never understand because it breaks all reason, she came back to the show a few months later to tell her story.
“After that scum cheated on me and his wife, I moved to Hollywood looking for a break. I wanted to find where I belonged and be an actress. I found out when I got there that you can’t just do that….it was harder than I thought. This guy told me that everyone starts in the Adult Entertainment Business. And I listened to him. And I did some Adult Entertainment. I was so ashamed and embarrassed that I only did it for a few months…like 15 times or something. And then I decided I just couldn’t do it anymore. So I came back home. And now I’m still not famous but I’m happier. And I have a legitimate acting career. I’m in the community theater production called ‘Summer Dream Catchers’ which is loosely based on Bertolt Brecht�s Mother Courage and Her Children and set in Brooklyn.”
Artist Trading Cards
This is rad:
via elise
Artist Trading Cards
and
Copy-Left
This Week.
Running toilet.
Leaking roof/ceiling.
Incessantly meowing cat.
A week with intermittent internet service — mostly out.
Along those lines, I called the cable company last night.
If you’d like to hear this message in blah-blah-blah.
If you’re calling about a virus in your computer blah-blah-blah.
If you’re calling about the Mormon Conference blah-blah-blah. (?)
me: Hi we’re calling again about the internet being out. Is there something going on this past week?
him: And you are….? Is your name on the account? You aren’t Joe, right?
me: Nope. I’m –
him: Is this Jennifer?
me: Nope. That is his ex-wife.
him: Yikes. Sorry.
(under his breath: ya…this is going REALLY well…)
me: No. It’s fine, really.
him: Well, let me see here. It looks like everything is fine in your area.
me: Um, well, the thing is…for the past week it’s been on and off….mostly off.
him: Huh. As I look at it, it looks like one out of every 10 people in your area is having problems.
me: What does that mean?
him: It means you’re one of the unlucky ones.
me: No. I mean, has something changed? New lines put in or something?
him: I don’t know about that kind of technical stuff. I just work behind the desk.
