i am in a book club - or as one of our members likes to call it - wine club. or as we also call it - book party. we meet about every 4-6 weeks and while we do discuss the book, we really just enjoy each others' company, talk, laugh, eat and drink.
lately the ladies have been sharing some favorite websites - 5 of our 7 members have iphones so they whip them out and we check out the suggestions. a few favorites, maybe you've heard of them, maybe you haven't:
this guy justin writes down quotes from his cranky 73 year old dad. my personal favorites
"What are you listening to?...I know who Hall & Oates are god dammit. It's the mustache guy and the gay man."
"Your mother rented this film, What Happens In Vegas. I thought it was going to be non-fiction, but it's fiction, and it's about some idiot.
from holly: It Made My Day people submit little "wins" to the site - for example
Yesterday I was playing with our new daughter, and I screamed out “She said her first word!” My wife yelled back “Unless ‘Lady’ is in front of it, ‘gaga’ isn’t a word!” IMMD.
I called my grandma to find out how long until left-over chicken goes bad, she told me to Google it. IMMD.
from lise: Find LA Food Trucks this site brings you all the best LA food trucks whereabouts on one easy page. nice!
from dana: People of Walmart people post and caption photos taken of unique walmart shoppers. i am tempted to send in my south bend photos of the horse and buggy parking, but there are no people in the pic. like this
Several months ago, I would come into the office in the morning to find that our work cat had had a very exciting night. Her food would be mostly gone, her water bowl filled with a gritty dirt, and generally things in the office were askew. At first we gave the cat the credit for this, thinking her appetite had increased, that she'd lost her table manners, or was trying to tell us something. About a week later, a neighbor at the office mentioned seeing a possum coming around at night. AH! so that's what's going on! The possum was coming in through the cat door in the middle of the night and wreaking havoc.
After much research about the proper and humane way to dissuade a possum from partying in your office all night, i ordered something online called Shakeaway. This magic brew was supposedly concocted of fox urine, and the predator's scent was enough to keep the possum away from the area. When the Shakeaway arrived, the label showed the active ingredient as garlic extract! No joke! this stuff smelled like my mom after she's been eating a hummus and pesto sandwich!
Shakeaway was a bust. Blocking the cat door each night was impractical. Stronger measures were needed. Enter the Hav-a-Hart trap. This is essentially a cage that snaps shut once the animal takes the bait. No bodily harm is done to the animal. He just finds himself in a cage. The idea being, you don't hurt the animal, you relocate him and everyone is happy.
Imagine my surprise, one fine June morning, when, in the Hav-a-Hart is not the 'possum I anticipated, but a snarling, stinking, raccoon!! With the help of 2 firemen whose station shares an alley with the office, I got the rabid beast into Ben's car, drove him up to Temescal Canyon, and released him into the miles of trees, open spaces, creeks and surely a welcoming committee of wildlife.
Rocky Raccoon in the back of Ben's car
Two months of raccoon-free living later, this past thursday, i walked into the office to find: -muddy water bowl -cat food everywhere -sloppy tracks on the floor
NO! The raccoon returns!! I really don't think it could be the same varmint, but I did not waste any time. Rented the trap, set the trap that night, and asked the neighbor to please call when he woke up to give me the raccoon report. at 6:30am on friday morning, my phone rang. "Kara? The raccoon is in the trap!" Ben was a real peach and agreed to drive with me to the office to retrieve and relocate the raccoon. By 8am Rocky 2 was the newest resident of Temescal Canyon. Whew.
it feels like years, but about three weeks ago i entered a poetry contest on one of my favorite food sites www.eaterla.com, to win two VIP tickets to an extraordinary food event known as 'extravaganza of the senses'. the idea behind the contest was to write a rhyming poem about the raging food-truck phenomenon in la. i am no stranger to the food-truck phenomenon, or as my old friend Al calls it "mobile eats".
so after several minutes of deep thought, i composed a rhyming poem of questionable rhythm (seriously, the rhyme scheme is ALL over the place) about my experience of being rejected by the Cool Haus ice cream sandwich truck after months of anticipation.
you would have thought i won a million bucks by the way i shreiked and cheered when, one friday afternoon, i received an email from the site's editor telling me that i was one of two winners of the contest! click here to read my winning entry. (it's poem #2, about Cool Haus).
ps. just learned how 'INSERT LINK' works!!! so THAT'S how Jen Garrett does it! (look! i did it again!!)
for the second time today i was stopped by a middle-aged woman with bad hair asking who does mine. the first time was in laguna beach - she was a jogging midwestern-mom type with a frosted sandy duncan style (see Figure 1). today was at the carwash, she was a spiky-haired butchy businesswoman with an annie lennox gone wrong orange dye job. (see Figure 2)
i've been liking my hair lately, so what does that make me? (see Figure 3)
last week viva and terrence (our pet name for her bun in the oven) were in town for work and i had the wonderful good fortune to enjoy a meal with them at our new favorite non-koreatown korean restaurant TOFU YA. the TOFUYA is similar to the CUYA, but tastier. they have beer but probably no liquor license because the beer is not on the menu. viva introduced me to heaven on earth - cold noodle (they put ice in it!) and we ate galbi and soft tofu stew and other morsels. all of this was fantastic and so good to see viva and terrence as they both grow and change until terrence joins us on the outside in november.
however, it was the food we got AFTER we ate that was the real highlight of the night. behold...tiny fake food! there are 6 different meals available, but it's exciting because they all come in identical boxes. collect them all! you never know what you're going to get! viva got SEAFOOD DINNER whereas i got BREAKFAST TO GO. these little fake meals totally rule - they even come with fake ice and wine and garnish (hers) and a rad toaster and wrapped pop-tart like items called smart tops. but tiny.
terrence on board
OB, it's the way you should be...
the most important meal of the day
truly indulgent, lobster dinner with oysters and wine
Today Ben and I walked down to West Hollywood park for the final day of the 2009 LGBT Pride festival. It is debatable whether Pride or Halloween is the pinnacle of WeHo living - for me it's obviously Halloween, which i find even gayer than pride. at least there's a lot more nudity.
Here are some highlights from our trip into the rainbow glitter wonderland...
optical illusion at the 2b hair products photo booth
this frenchie needed a break so he just laid down on the sidewalk
beads to promote gayness!
another photo booth this one by progressive insurance
