Fat Tuesday

Put your beads on, Happy Mardi Gras! One day, maybe I'll make it to New Orleans. Sure, it's on the list, why not?

Bear River Records

A drawing for a friend's label 

Bear River Records

Hearts for Hire

Valentine's Day is approaching fast, and desperation seems to on the rise. The more I look at this poster that my roommate found, the more I want someone to call. I did a little research, and discovered the 949 area code to be from Orange County. How does this affect your decision?

Birra Lyndie Debut

Super Bowl Sunday? Yeah, it's pretty neat. Good for the Steelers, I picked them, but still managed to loose five bucks in the pool. My scores were too optimistic, but a good game to watch nonetheless, some good commercials. All this aside, I was looking forward to tonight more as the debut of my first handcrafted home brew. Got some good reviews. Maybe I belong in the brew industry. Or at least maybe I would have placed well in an "Underaged First-Timer Brew" competition. Birra Lyndie, to appeal to the suave Italians in all of us. I'll work on a more fitting and creative name for the next batch. It was a long process, but well worth the time. 

Good friends, good times, good Birra Lyndie.

Dedicated to Rick Allen

Yesterday morning while I was in class (may I add my smallest and lousiest class in the sense that nobody talks or gives any feedback about anything whatsoever, unless you're making weather small-talk with the Vancouver native - who is very snippy to inform all of us that she, contrary to popular belief, is NOT used to the cold weather here because unlike what all of us nimrods choose to believe, Vancouver is in fact not bitter cold, but mild and rainy due to the sea), my phone started to vibrate in its awkwardly eccentric and incessant pattern as my dad called. As a clear distraction to the entire class, I hurried to ignore the call, and turn my phone off in fear of a voicemail or perhaps a second call. Class carried on. I returned to the dorm and listened to the message Pops had left me:

"What has 9 arms and sucks?

....brief pause

Def Leppard! Get it? Have a nice day"

Otis, a fish interested in the Arts.

This is my new fish called Otis. I was bummed about coming back to school, but bringing my new friend made it that much more exciting. He is my first Beta, for some reason I have always been against them, and opted for the goldfish of whatever type, but there's a beginning for everything I guess. My dad had a beta once, his name was Alpha. 

Otis is sick. He had/has a fungal infection, so I went off and got him antibiotics of some sort which then turned his water bright green, but if he is healing, then I can stand the color. Hopefully the little guy will pull through. He and I watched Helvetica together. He, unlike my previous fish, has a more sophisticated taste, one which enjoys documentaries of typography. 

My two roommates and I have our first tap dance lesson tonight.   

Oh My Golly, Havin' a Holly Jolly One

Merry Christmas! I finally got a new digital camera which doesn't capture garbage like my previous piece of junk - so hopefully I might be posting some more pretty pictures. Like today! I have an old glittery bird ornament pinned into my hair for my Christmas spirit. Lately I've been into dressing my head with small creatures, feather, and bows of all sorts. Why not, the real estate is there and waiting for the attention!

I also painted my brother some classic slip on Vans for Christmas, and turns out he reallllyyy loved them! I knew he would like them, but he was more than thankful, and said they were "boss" after informing me that, "from now on, you're painting all my shoes," a feat I think I can handle. It was fun. I picked a narwhale since he's kinds into those. The glitter paint makes the shoe.  

Anyway, it was a good session of a Christmas so far, now I get to look forward to eating my heart out! Creme puffs, pasta of all sorts, lots of gingerbread, and paper crowns of course!