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15 February 2009 @ 11:55 pm
i have really good feelings about 30 so far. 
06 January 2009 @ 01:40 am
i *was*, in fact, comforted by a tuna tower.  not to mention a really good cocktail and baked goods in honor of blair waldorf's impending judaism.  this, my friends, is how tv should be watched.  nina is some kind of tv-theme-food deity.

also, gossip girl was hours ago, and i JUST parked the van, but on the way there was some kind of queen marathon, which was as good a consolation prize as any.
06 November 2008 @ 01:27 pm
today i saw my chuck bass again. ok, he's not chuck bass in any way, but his fashion would definitely be chuck-approved, and he is probably my one and only four-idol walking around this big city.  so far, at least.  i used to see him at oren's by my ex-work, and think i may have even given him the previous honor of an LJ mention.  he is kind of head-turningly fashionable, not to mention, well, quite attractive.

this afternoon, he was decked in a really nice fitted-tweedy brownish herringbone jacket, a deep/bright pink bowtie with a paisley-ish pattern, a gold watch chain emerging from his front pocket, a brown fedora with a perfect pink accent, a few aptly placed rings, a crisp shirt, his usual angular spectacles, white hi-top chucks, and perfect tight-ish dark blue jeans, cuffed with an air of genius.

love.  this is what i want to be when i grow up.  or date; either one, preferably both. 
Current Location: temp-ville
05 November 2008 @ 02:44 am
i can't quite get my head around this evening's events.  all i know is 1) i'm still awake with adrenaline and 2) never before have i had the experience of literally running down the streets screaming and hi-fiving people in cars and having people respond in kind to the tune of an impromptu dance party, let alone for anything remotely electoral.  surreal, amazing.  historic-feeling in this way that felt kind of physical.  i think a part of me is resisting going to sleep because i am savoring the alternate-universe-earth-shaking-exuberant-beaming-everyone-hugs-everyone buzz of this particular night.  well, ok, not resisting that much.  so tired.  but still.  wow.
Current Mood: giddygiddy
07 October 2008 @ 01:37 pm
i just had my first motorcycle ride.  i think i'm officially in love.
29 September 2008 @ 06:09 pm
this year more than ever, rosh hashana has snuck up on me without warning.  probably has something to do with being on tour.  but while it's always disorienting to not feel Ready for this holiday, something about it happening also tends me to give me a kick in the ass on the readiness front, and i'm kind of excited to spend the next couple of days thinking on the coming year and doing tashlich in the pacific ocean.  i have an atypically anticipation-filled feeling about the coming year, and am looking forward to new home, new friends, new era, new lots of things.  i am currently driving right along the sparkling pacific coast and i don't think there's a better omen for a new year's intention than that.

anyway: happy and sweet new year!  l'chayim.  and see you on the other side.
27 September 2008 @ 05:50 pm
on the blustery sidelines of the beach in santa monica:

-one very old dandy with gold+red cane, velour jacket, tipped red beret
-two mumus
-two exuberant european sevens on segways, moving at slightly the wrong speed, one wearing lots and lots of pink paisley
22 September 2008 @ 04:20 pm
does anyone happen to know any radical jews in LA?  or anyone in LA who might be involved in a community where there MIGHT be a community-wide Rosh Hashana plan that we could work our way into?  i think i'd prolly know it by now if you did, but let me know - i'm hoping there is challah+honey in our not-too-distant future and that's gonna be kinda hard in LA, unless we just go to casa walsh and refuse to leave until cindy comes out and serves us high holiday fare.  (which would totally eventually happen.)
(one of many gems to come out of a long treacherous ride home from st louis the other day)

10. Accountant
9.  Shepherd
8.  Glass-blower
7.  Tax Lawyer
6.  Professional organizer, home and office
5.  Bridge-builder
4.  Pilot/navigator
3.  Trucker
2.  Anything that requires folding clothes
1.  Roller coaster engineer
06 September 2008 @ 02:07 am
I think something weird and transforming happens to my muscles every time we tour.  Like, they come of age in some different way.  My wrists and forearms have been building strength since I've been playing, but tonight, as I somewhat antsily waited for show goings-on to stop going on, sitting at our merch table, my wrists and forearms approached the sixteenth notes they were habitually playing on my lap in a slightly less tense way.  And then I kind of processed: I've noticed my playing change - not necessarily in how it sounds, but in how it feels.  And this is heartening.  Especially on tour, when hanging out with tens of wankerly drummers can get exhausting and discouraging to those of us relatively early in our drummerly evolution.

PS I just blogged about a four cat: www.shondes.blogspot.com

There are so many fucking bizarre four-sightings on this tour.  I just saw one yesterday in an enormous black bonnet.  No joke, stiff huge brim and all.  Jet black.

I am in a van on the internet and wide awake, none of which ceases to be novel.  Still, there is quite a sizeable part of me that would slightly prefer to be somewhere with dwindling Shabbos candles and really good challah.  But it's tour; that's to be expected.

Also: anyone know anyone anywhere in the country who could give me a good haircut touchup?  This is becoming more and more crucial daily.