12-14-2010

12-13-2010

I got a text this morning telling me to work from home today since outside looked like Antarctica. It's in contention for one of the best texts I've ever received. I'm not even complaining that I had to work extra hours tonight since I got to wear my pajamas all day and hang out with my cats.

After "work," I took it as a perfect opportunity to stay home and drink scotch since the snow had us buried alive. Now if you're familiar with my eating habits, you know that I eat like a 12 year old with no parents, but tonight was extra inspired. We made V For Vendetta-esque eggs in a basket...with hot dog buns. Don't laugh too much though, they were delicious and we totally had a party.

12-12-2010

All good things...

R.I.P. Handlebarz
10-17 - 12-12

12-11-2010

The gallery show that I've been painting for opened in Columbus tonight. I did a horrible job documenting because I was too busy actually being involved in what was going on and being kind of freaked out and drinking way too much coffee. Here are a few shots I collected while walking around though. Kanye West bicycle (All of the Lights get it?). I'm attracted to clusters of things like this collection of hot sauces. Have you ever wondered what a bar full of Santas looks like?

12-10-2010

So I have a problem. A serious, bad, in-need-of-rehab, "I can't stop buying things off of Craigslist no matter how hard I try" problem. I'm blaming it on all the Treasure Pawn Pickers On A Roadshow shows that I watch, but really I think I'm just still obsessed with getting new toys. And now I don't have any parents to tell me that I already have enough G.I. Joes and make me stop anymore. So today, I fed my addiction and bought an original, unchanged since 1981 PK Ripper. I still kind of can't believe I own something this awesome. It's like a piece of 30 year old BMX history sitting in my house now.

In other news, I finished my paintings tonight. They're going to be in an opening tomorrow night, but I'll give the two of you that actually read this blog a sneak peek.

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12-9-2010

Nicole's carnivorous plant terrarium that she got for her birthday in March is doing pretty well (at least the Hooded Pitcher Plants are, they're the only ones that grew at all). I like that they're carnivorous and it looks like they have little mouths. Here are some of their baby pictures from 4-26 and 8-17.

12-8-2010

...it's work related. No, really.

This would be kind of pretty to wake up to if I didn't know that it meant multiplying my commute to work times four. It's even worse when the parking lot looks like this when I'm leaving work.

12-7-2010

We chased this cat around the entire parking lot after dinner. I named him Peepers. He lives outside of the saddest, loneliest Mongolian Barbecue ever.

12-6-2010

So I kind of posted about it already, but yesterday we got an antique Sonora phonograph at an estate sale for the price of a bad dinner. It's the kind in a big cabinet that you hand crank to make work. It even came with a bunch of old gramophone records that we've been listening to. Specifically pertinent to Nicole's interests is a song about cats. Our house now sounds like someone's grandparents live here.

12-5-2010

Today I loaded the Fuji Sensia 100 slide film I got yesterday into my Leica M4 and went exploring with Nicole. These are all random cross processed shots from today with no editing/photoshop/whatever. I'm pretty happy with how they came out.

Every good Sunday starts with brunch.
Bloody Mary hot sauce bar.
Instructions.
Country, State, and City.
We randomly went to an estate sale.
Look, a record player.
We need a bigger trunk.
Veranda.
Really Cleveland.
See, Cleveland.
Cuyahoga.
Cracks and drips.
Boards.
More boards.
Boards coming soon?
Or maybe urban renewal.
But probably boards and no copper pipes.
Maybe Jesus can save Cleveland.
He has a lot of work to do.
This looks a little apocalyptic.
But it's really one of my favorite places in the whole city.
Favorite flame.
Favorite.

12-4-2010

Have you had a morning bun from Starbucks? Ask them to warm it up first, it's pretty much the best way to start a lazy, do-nothing-important Saturday. We went looking around for things in places we don't normally...or probably shouldn't ever go. Then we did some Christmas shopping for ourselves. I like cylindrical things that come in boxes.

12-3-2010

I took another Friday off work to day drink paint. This is a habit I could definitely get used to.

If you know me at all, you know that I'm pretty much crazy and obsessive compulsive, but only about really weird things. At the beginning of the year, I determined that I would eat every one of the monthly special sandwiches at Melt for the whole year. In addition to these monthly specials, they started doing weekend specials in honor of certain movies playing at local indie theaters...I decided to eat all of these too. Tonight, I completed my mission with the December sandwich and the Big Lebowski themed (vegetarian) meatball with fried mozzarella cheese stick sandwich.* It even came with another plastic toy to put on my desk at work.

*I feel the need to mention that Nicole and I shared and only ate halves at a time.

12-2-2010

He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named (7-8) came back to town for the first time tonight to make this city look bad all over again (He's those blurry blobs on the TV). So to celebrate the occasion, I poured myself an extra tall pour and went to paint in the basement instead of watching. Sienna just lounged around. The paintings are starting to come around. I'm now somewhat optimistic about actually finishing them before the show.

Earlier today, I lunched with The Eye of Sauron from Lord of the Rings. That's two fantasy novel/movie references in one post if you're counting.

12-1-2010

I'm under the impression that terms like "winter wonderland" and "Christmas spirit" are really just coping mechanisms people use in an attempt to negate how absolutely horrible cold and snow really are. In the continuation of this theory, I'm pretty sure early decorations are the next manifestation of this psycho-climatological disorder, and extra excessive, over the top decorators are really people living on the brink of complete weather inspired mental breakdown.

P.s. I really do love Christmas time, I just really really hate cold weather.