Fire

We had a backyard fire Saturday evening. I was semi comatose at that point after a huge week and a long day. Vodka, BBQ and fire torches went a ways towards fixing me. Thanks as always to my partners in crime.




Now, lastly, a link to an interview, with a warning - I am crap at interviews, always saying something dumb - but here you go. Thanks to Nilina Mason-Campbell for her kind words, and for thinking of me! Visit her here.

Ch-Ch-Changes

I have changed up the look o' the blog abit. I've been meaning to for ages, but who can find the time for such things? Apparently me! I'm not overjoyed with it, but it's a start. It's much easier to read now, so that is something. If I ever get nostalgic for the pink old days I can look at the Pandora archive.

Listening to...

You may have noticed in the last few weeks I have added a listening to... to the side of this blog. If you click the picture there's a link to a video or song that has been in my head. Today I updated to Ariel Pink. Before Today is the new album and I highly recommend it, though it just made me want to listen to the older stuff again, because I LOVES IT. When I was looking on youtube this song came up, and it is a favourite. Kate I wait. My friend Kate is prone to be late 'I wait, I wait, I wait for Kate'. I love these lyrics, this AM radio echo and pop and this touch of melodramatic glamour.

It's from 'The Doldrums' album of 2004 which sounds like it lived under a damp rock or on the sunburnt dash of a Toyota Corolla for 25 years. It includes such gems as 'Good Kids Make Bad Grown Ups' and 'Let's Build a Campfire There' made infinitely more lovable BECAUSE they sound like they lived under a damp rock or on a sunburnt mixtape bursting with all the classic hits, a bit warped and a little stretched.

Letters

I love letters. I still get a letter from my Mum most weeks. Lucky me. I got two last week. So much more personal and special than an email, not that I don't also love getting emails. Just. You know.
I have a drawer in my filing cabinet devoted to letters from home, and perhaps it's time I found a trunk as it's getting hard to open my drawer.

I loved reading this, and I am loving Letters of note in general.

A big yellow pencil...

Thanks lovely Lucy from The Design Files for her very sweet mention of me yesterday. And also thanks to Pene for the heads up! Here is a picture of a big yellow pencil above my computer for you both.

6 degrees

Of Blog love. For a few new ones and a few that slip under the radar, mostly due to nonexistant RSS feeds.

A Blog Curated By many clever and interesting people.
We like it. by Melbourne goodies, Zoologie. We like you right back.
Scrapbook. Lulamag. Favourite magazine. Favourite new job as scrapbook contributor.
Obsessed. By Rilla. Storybooks and Mr Tom in Berlin. I miss Berlin.
File it. Monica finds good things.
And lastly, I have been loving this too. Ready for the House.

Hello World

Hello Blogosphere.

Yes, that's you.

I have been slightly addicted to stats lately, about a month ago I finally worked out how to see a map of visitors to this site. I am a bit slow.
I find it surprising and amazing still. So to my reader in Montreal, hello. To my reader in Adelaide, hello. To my reader in Alice Springs, yay, hello. Also hello Santiago, and Lisbon, and of course hello Paris, hello Berlin. Hello Holland! New YORK. London. Hawaii! Milan. Tokyo.

Hello World.

My map desk has come in handy. What a nerd.
Speaking of nerds, who is your nerdboyfriend?
I can't choose. It's very problematic.

long gone

I have been reading the flog since I saw Fette's Gallery in Rotterdam at Project (or) so I was very pleasantly surprised to see my woods pop up on the Berlin version today. Yay.

ch.. ch.. ch.. changes...

It just got all wood paneled round here. MY NAME IN LOGS. I've got to work out these colours though, so let me know what you think. Readable?

It's not quite right just yet, not that it ever was I guess, but grizzly bear with me. GRRRRR.

it's all true

what i got when i googled 'dell needs' or 'blob fillerTM' *

*like no more gaps or spacfiller or even a bit like putty
i don't know why hardware references welled up in me then. but they did.

Dell needs your support
Dell needs headphones
Dell needs focus
Dell needs a job
Dell needs a replacement
Dell needs to DIE
Dell needs to go even further
Dell needs a new plan
Dell needs to wake up
Dell needs sun
Dell needs money
Dell needs to be very afraid
Dell needs to actually come up with something new
Dell needs to hire a wire wrangler
Dell needs her house
Dell needs your money
Dell needs to do more
Dell needs to stay on top
Dell needs a hit
Dell needs a full 12-step recovery program

you try it

and when i want to throw potential suitors i'll just say 'google me' **

**someone said that to me a few weeks ago, in all earnestness.

GO ON, put it on your BLOB

... an ongoing conversation with my friend brooke. who doesn't have a blog… and doesn't read blogs.

Brooke: spill, did you date the guy who read your blob.

Me: which guy? … it’s not a blob.

Brooke: the one who wrote on someone else’s blob that he had a crush on you…

Me: it’s not a blob.

Brooke: what is it?

Me: a BLOG

Brooke: blog BLOB. whatever. SO. did ya?

Me: we had a beer

Brooke: and?

Me: we talked.

Brooke: … …

Me: he seems nice.

Brooke: see him again?

Me: sure. why not?

Brooke: he reads your BLOB!

Brookie and her charming summation of my blob life.
just wait til she has a blob. the blob readers will be lining up to date her. the whole blob community will have a field day. cause she'd be a really hot blobber...

welcome dellie to the land of blog bog

Why? Well everyone else has one and I WANT ONE TOO (yes daddy and i want it now) even though it's a bit gay. (Ronan!)