1/21/12: Went over to my friend Seth’s apt last night for a LONG overdue Stupid Movie Night. When I lived on the East Side, we used to have these frequently (classic Stupid Movie Nights in the past have included WEEKEND AT BERNIE’S, all of the KARATE KID films, BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER, and films of this ilk). Tonight, Seth curated an evening of SCROOGED and JOE VS. THE VOLCANO. This mug was bought for his apartment by our Russian friend Katya who was working in New York for a couple of summers several years ago. It brought me great happiness to drink tea from this mug, watch Tom Hanks jump into a volcano, and think of my favorite little Russian gal.
1/18/12: When it’s birthday time for two of the fellas at Mark Fisher Fitness (Mark and Michael), you get them Unicorn Lover Magnetic Poetry. Seriously. That’s what you do. And then you wrap it in something shiny and cover it in rainbows and My Little Pony stickers. And then they put it on the metal doors downstairs so that people can create epic poems after deadlifting lotsa stuff.
1/16/12: Went to Columbine Cafe (our favorite) for breakfast. Found this gem in the Summit Daily newspaper. I immediately texted this photo to Kirk Damato, and it is in his honor that I post it now.
1/15/12: When we both visit Colorado at the same time, my brother and I fight over who gets to stay in The Blue Bedroom. He usually wins, because he is younger, more charming, and whinier. When I’m there without him, though, THE BLUE BEDROOM IS ALL MINE! It’s on the ground floor, but the house is on a hill, so the view from the window makes you feel like you’re in a basement or a cave of some sort. I’m fanciful. I’m always imagining caves.





