A fun family triathlon documentary archive…good times. Thanks for all the laughs MD. Priceless.

An instant classic. I laugh myself stupid every time…

February is just pitiful! We layed around under the Blu-ray fireplace Saturday night & listened to records to try to get warm. I hate how cold this place is…or I should say seems. We refused to get out of bed until after noon Sunday. Its nice to be lazy for a change…

I LOVE how warm LP’s sound all of a sudden. I feel like such a dork, but I love that my mom isn’t going to barge in and scream at me for touching her Stevie Nicks records–because they’re MINE!  I even ripped the shrink wrap off my copy of Mirage to celebrate the occasion!  Gypsy with a little static is like gold.  “Alright” is outta this world.  However, I really got the record player for sound effects & stock music sources to add obscure soundtracks to our film projects.  As much as I love to play with music and hand design each piece, its just not very time effective sometimes.   I need to learn as much about editing & crafting a story as best I can so I have to force myself to accept other forms of soundtrack materials…. But I am from the school that sound is just as important as the image to complete the “cinema” experience–so that makes me want to find random old records for fills….

The Audio-Technica USB turntable we bought is amazin’! It hooks up to the editation station and converts records to MP3! Hooray! Hooray!! How cool is that?

Its this cool:   Billie Holiday, Lady Day

…Not to mention the entire section of SOUND EFFECTS LP’s at Reckless Records!! I could piss myself with glee!

“the pain may actually have accelerated the pace of [Darwin's] research, allowing him to withdraw from the world and concentrate entirely on his work…”

This is a terrific article about depression. So terrific, that I had to blog about it & that’s saying something in my world…these days!

http://www.nytimes.com/2010/02/28/magazine/28depression-t.html

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Grrr Cimzarooooon
Wayling

F

We have the best weekends…
since the move, our lives have gotten soooo busy, but really, soooo good. The weather makes things more stressful than they should be, but that’s mainly because we hate living somewhere with such awful winters, and we do not have a car these days with Jettie resting the winter in storage. So we’re outside, waiting for buses…a lot. But we keep weathering the storms, ya get good at that by being in an 8 year relationship.

And speaking of relationship, I have to say that I don’t really believe in stupid, capitalist, corporate, straight, people holidays like Valentine’s Day, but I love that its also a crafter’s holiday. But even that couldn’t have prepared me for what an awesome weekend we would have…

It started like all weekends start these days: ACUPUNCTURE. Its amazing! A time each week that I would not give up. We have “community acupuncture” which just consists of me, Mariela, and Lady Needles. She has the best vibe. Probably because she is not from the midwest. We talk and laugh and share our lives…I get a good dose of pain, she heals my acute pains…and then I have quiet time in the dark to meditate, dream, and visualize. I love it.

I love having it on Fridays most of all. Its such a great start to the weekend because we can just put it all out of our heads & begin our little chunk of time to us. So after this last session, we had lots to talk about. We decided to head to our favorite Ethiopian Restaurant for spongy dinner & great atmosphere. Right as I’m finishing off my glass of wine, a really short creature starts moving towards me–I look & almost do one of those horribly obvious double-takes because it is a little person man (I don’t even think that sounds PC so I’m just going to call him a midget, if dunkin donuts can get away with it, so can I, wait that’s munchkins–whatever). I was immediately relieved that even in my slightly buzzed state, I was quick enough to recognize him as a midget & not make an ass out of myself by looking or jerking again. So I watched with hesitations as he passed by Mariela’s field of vision, but she didn’t seem to notice him, at first. Immediately as he crossed behind her though, she jerked and looked off to her right with the funniest face I’ve ever seen and said (quite loudly) “I think that LITTLE KID JUST PICK POCKETED ME!”

I was dying with laughter inside. I was nearly choking on the sponge just trying to utter the words “it wasn’t a little kid” quietly.
“WHAT? What do you mean??”

She just wouldn’t let it go. It was choking me…I nearly spewed ethiopian sponge bread all over our table sized platter of food.
“Was it a dwarf? Did I really do a Liz Lemon?”

I laughed my whole way home in FREEZING cold, three city blocks up Sheridan about that. She’s a trip. I can’t get enough.

Saturday was completely awesome with full bright sun. Our little apartment was like a sun globe. We listened to music & painted & art’ed ALL DAY. I get in such a trance with paint in sunshine–like I just woke up from being blind for 10 years! It was absolutely terrific.

Sunday we went to a superb brunch. We laughed and acted stupid–this time Mariela was the one spitting food.
“Lets go home & break each other’s noses!” –F

F: “I wanted to get some of that Jello.”
M: –”Well why didnt you? You know what they say–there’s always room!”
F:  “Yeah, that old lady was hovering over it, crowdin me out–you know how old people are about jello.”

Its nice to be with someone that, even after eight years, can make you spit food in a surprised fit of laughter. That’s the key to love, if you ask me.

We spent all of Sunday evening working & editing together. We turned our 52″ TV into an editing wall of goodness. God, I’ve missed that time. I know that we drive each other crazy sometimes, but its just so fun to work out ideas in real time, together. No matter how crazy-stupid they are in the end…

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