Just read about her project, she’s hilarious. She’ll send you a coconut, a sailor hat, a Big Gulp full of stuff from afar… I can’t sail the world, but I sure would like to, so I’ll support it. Double points for her cool glasses.
I pledged $26.71, because I wanted to pledge over $25 and I liked the way those numbers mirror each other.
What should my spirit animal be though? Hmm.
Thanks, Kirsten, for the link.
A celebratory balloon launch found on the page of artist/fun maker Dickbird. Look at his site.
So, how to celebrate fall? Launch a squirrel? And a bunch of nuts, separately?
“Visitors are requested not to break down doors in search of liquor, even when authorized to do so by the host and hostess … Weekend guests are respectfully notified that the invitation to stay over Monday issued by the host-hostess during the small hours of Sunday morning must not be taken seriously.”
Note it says the small hours of Sunday–quite the party people! Found in an article on The Seven Vices of Highly Creative People on Salon.
Image: jonbarad
Image: Flickr/Jmcar
All this afternoon, rumors were flying about comedian Dave Chappelle being in Portland. On Twitter, people claimed to see him in the same spot hours apart. He ate at Masu last night, he’s staying at the Heathman, he’s near Zach’s Shack, still there…and then the doozy, from the clothing boutique Local 35: A Twitter announcement that Chappelle would host a secret midnight show…in Portland’s living room Pioneer Square Plaza, at midnight.
Up until 11:30pm, I didn’t believe it enough to go, even after the Portland Mercury called Local 35 owner Justin and confirmed that Chappelle had been in the store. The language was a little fishy, no one said “Chappelle said there will be a secret show” at any time, so primary sources were obscured. But then @Local35Store posted this picture of thousands of people in the square on Twitter, and I just had to go. (more…)
On Friday Audrey and I went on a whirlwind bike tour that ended up being 22 miles roundtrip for me, from SE to N to St Johns. First, a heavy metal salad competition. What is a heavy metal salad? Audrey called our friend Simms, of the band Metal Shakespeare Company, to ask. His response: something with maggots. I happened to have fancy-schmancy food magazine Donna Hay right in front of me with a recipe for white bean salad. For presentation, I hollowed out a red cabbage head, and voila, Maggoty Head Bean Salad.
A few weeks ago I got all sorts of tipsy at a BBQ put on by a friend who is a sommelier and wine importer, which = excellent free wine all night. He kept appearing with delicious bottles of things I can’t afford at the store, and I kept drinking them. It was loads of fun, and though I regretted it the next morning, I did discover that I like German white wines. Along with the hangover, I woke up with the aftermath of a conversation where I vowed to learn skateboarding.
And I plan to stick to it. If I can snowboard well, I feel like this can’t be all that different. Growing up in Telluride (where many wrote the zip code as sk81435), you just had to hit the slopes. Being in Portland, I’ve learned to bike well, and now I’m ready for a new sport. A sport that can pack in a small bag and fit in the overhead bin on a plane.
Plus, I’ve always found ladies who skate sexy, and I’m ready to join the club. With wrist guards at first. And I don’t plan to do any tricks, just get from point A to point B with a few curbs between.
One of my coworkers runs a snowboarding club at Mt Hood, and offered to take me out skating (or sk8ing as she put it) a bit. Plus, there’s a ladies skate night at Dept. of Skateboarding here in town. So it’s all matching up. Now I just need this cute mock neck sweatshirt by Nikita (sold at Zumiez, no less!), and I’ll be on my way.
If you’re interested, I wrote about it for work, here.
With the Chinook Book coupon, the only up front cost was $35 for the annual membership, and I got $50 in driving time, which I’m going to use on the Mini Cooper convertible this weekend, woo hoo!
It’s such a relief to no longer have a car, but there are times when you just need one. Like when your friend has a bday party out near Beaverton, or when you have to take a bunch of crap to Goodwill. (I missed the party, and put all the stuff on the curb with a free sign then watched people pull over. I love Portland, city of scavengers!)
If you live in Portland and want to join Zipcar, get the coupon from me. If you don’t, you can use this refer a friend box and we’ll both get $25 in driving credit:
Onward and upward with simplifying my life, starting with being (mostly) car free!
Clarification: The coupon is in the Chinook Book. If you have one, use it. If you don’t, say HEY C! And I’ll give it to you.
What closet did this fall out of? And did I just make your day? I thought so, it made mine.
Via Uppity Stuff, a blog of quirky music that you just have to get into, internet. Just do it, internet. Ha. Blogrolled.
Yesterday I had friends over for brunch with french toast Matthew made using donuts. Wait, let me break that down for you. First he made the donuts into bread pudding and let it sit overnight. Then he sliced the bread pudding, dipped it in egg, and made it into french toast. The results varied (cake donuts are a go, sprinkled and filled donuts are a no-no).
Needing something to do next, we loaded in the car and headed to the mall hoping to get a picture with a guy in a bunny costume, kids and lines be dammed. But the mall was closed for Easter, something apparently only people like us (mall-avoiders) and homeless guys didn’t know.
How do you find a place where there will be a guy in a bunny costume? You call the Library Reference Line at (503) 988-5234. You can ask them anything. Don, who works for the library, says they get questions ranging from “how do I tell someone I love them?” to “how do I remodel my house?”
I asked where we could find someone in a bunny costume, and without cracking up she put me on hold. When she came back she had the Oregonian event listings and, still straight-voiced, said the only one with a bunny was the Oregon Humane Society, which would also have real bunnies. Reference librarian, you are amazing.
There were indeed real bunnies, and they loved themselves some Italian parsley. That’s Lily. If you live in Oregon, you have to go visit the OHS. It’s clean and big and stunningly organized, with a cat side full of themed play areas and comfortable beds. Don returned with a cat named Earl, a laid-back stripey dude.
Thanks to Abe for the picture and Plumpy for resending it to get around my tech-sad phone.
Update: A friend who shall not be named wrote to tell me that once, in high school, her and her teenage friends called the reference librarian hotline and asked if semen is kosher. The librarian reported back that if the man is kosher, it is. I wish the reference librarians kept a blog of questions they receive, wouldn’t that be an incredible read?
