for the breitenberg-millers:

A fight worth joining.

tupac "changes"

I can't stop cracking myself up about SarahPac like NoofPac and NoelPac.
But, the point is that image of Alaska as the Hole in America.

3 cheers for maps! 4 cheers for 2pac!

and now in Italian: gli Stati Uniti!

like a blonde beacon in the city

Being that I live in the urban center that is Hilltop, I often forgo my car to walk places. Picture me walking my posh teacup puppy and carrying a baguette. Often we walk like this around the drainage ditch behind Michael's parking lot. Let's refer to it as The Reservoir for the purpose of this post. Sometimes we head over to the ole DQ or even Borders.

But tonight, Bobito and I marched over to Panera and lounged in the bath water heat on the bistro chairs with Ana and Peter. Upon parting ways, my mother and brother got into their respective cars and headed out to different parking lots. I walked on home.

I walked home only to find that I had no keys and the bath water was collecting on my forehead to the point I could almost wash my hair-- if I could get into my apartment to grab my shampoo. I reached to call Ana and realized that she had just told me that she somehow misplaced her new iPhone. Since her house is a wreckage of remodeling and she has no TV, she chose to walk the aisles of Target until they kicked her out. Still sweating I started to panic. This Eagle Scout I live with once broke us into our apartment with only a credit card and a furrowed brow. I almost busted up my new Wild Water Rapids season pass trying to mimic his success.

Now, the Eagle Scout is in Nicaragua and I have no iPhone but something I do have is Target's phone number saved in my phone (...). I call their customer service line and carefully explain to the kind employee how I am locked out of my apartment and my mother has lost her phone but she is wandering the Target aisels and I need her to be paged. I give the lady my cell phone number, confident that after 8 years my mother still never learned it. I then request that she please page "Ana Strickland" and ask her to call me. At this the woman exclaims, "Ana Banana?! Are you RUTHIE?!"

Oh my gosh. If I wasn't embarrassed by this situation, I am now. Barbara knows us, she says.

Within 1 minute Ana calls me and I am saved. She of course gives me an earful about how they paged her over the ENTIRE TARGET but hey, so soon she forgets the thousands of childhood hours I spent hiding in the clothes racks at TJ Maxx. I know her tricks.

save the date:

10.31.09

Banqueting Table. Invitations to follow.

(Photo: Vogue December 2003- Alice in Wonderland series)

And then the wolfpack of one was a wolfpack of two.

While I am on the subject of popular fiction, I need some answers. Why do you think Stephenie Meyer named all the Indian's in La Push after Old Testament figures? No, you say. Yes, I say.

Let's name the wolfpack:
1) Jacob (son of Ephraim Black)
2) Sam(uel)
3) Seth
4) Paul (oops.. NT)
5) Leah
6) Rachel (sister of wolfpack)
etc etc etc etc etc (Quil and Embry almost throw this all off)

Tommy tried to shut down my impromptu literature discussion by saying SM is a Mormon (oh, and he can talk Twilight). Anyone out there half working on Excel half reading this that wants to share their keen insight?


I don't even need to take a Twitter quiz to tell you that I am:

Manifest Destiny (or the most romantic phrase since Santa Maria Novella)

Have you ever been pissed bc someone stole your idea? And did it better than you? Well, I am looking for someone to read this book so we can hash it out. Please. Tommy will eventually, but listen, I'm talking like now!!! OK? (He hears this kind of thing enough already.)

Synopsis: Oscar Schell's Heavy Boots, Boy Cartographer, dancing around talking about feelings by mapping things. Hoboin' on a train from Montana to DC. Endless illustrated margin notes.

I heard about this book and my heart ached 1) to read it and 2) bc I was pissed I didn't create it.

In the spirit of the Jewel, there are a few parts I would like to rewrite. But no one asked me. But I am asking you: Please read this book so we can discuss it before it becomes a blockbuster flop!

While you are deciding if you can commit to my challenge, check out the book's site.