September 30th, 2006

Larken’s murder party was last night. She sent us all a character packet with the following:
“Dr Robert Corpse was discovered dead in his office two weeks ago. It was the eve of his press conference to announce his cure for earlobe cancer. The situation speaks of foul play, but the coroner could not immediately decipher the cause of death at the scene. However, the autopsy will be concluded this evening, at which time the morgue has strict instructions to contact Bailiff Pepper with the cause of death. Until then, I, Kate Beyotch (the proprietor of Mr. Corpse’s estate) will be holding a dinner party with both suspects and witnesses; because I want to watch you all squirm.

Larken - Kate Beyotch (rich lesbian)
Me - Fifi Delacroix (Beyotch’s crazy french maid)
Jon - Sgt. Pepper (baliff)
Kevin - Dr. Berliner (famed German scientist)
Tim - Father Paul (catholic priest)
Angel - Duchess Marie Sussexshirelichtenstrauss
Blixem - Hank Greenspan (Wall street Investor )
Stephen - Skip Drake (Mr. Corpse’s personal pilot)
Meredith - Enya MoonUnit (Liberal activist )
Jeff - Chet Treewood (Boy Band member)
John - Nick, the Notsosecret Ninja

A grand time was had by all. I laughed so hard I nearly peed myself. I was playing a bat-shit crazy french maid (yes, I wore the costume) who was terrible as a maid. I dropped several pasta noodles, stumbled over people, threw bread at the guests, and told people that Larken’s character sounded like a purple diswasher and tasted like blue. Blixem and Stephen were being somewhat male chauvanist pigs and kept ‘dropping things’ for the maid to pick up and making comments about my ass. Stephen slurped his beer loudly durring the preist’s mealtime prayer. John ’sneaked’ on tiptoe across the middle of a very crowded room. Angel was even asked if she had a penis. It was a great party.
About 1/2 the party (A preist, a french maid, a lesbian, a tree-hugger, and a prom-queen all go into a store…) went out to the store IN COSTUME because the bottom fell out of the mason jar that Blixem was making alfredo sauce in. He even called a grocery store and had ‘Fifi Delacriox’ paged to the front counter! It was only when we got back that we learned, because he’d called the wrong store. The kicker to this whole story is that the woman in line behind us invited us to a costume party she’s throwing on the 28th.
To see the rest of the photos, go here.

September 21st, 2006

… gone.

It was a balmy 75 degrees here today. Light breeze, nice sun. Perfect for taking pictures.
But none were taken. Because I have no one to take them of.
All of the friends that needed photos done had them done last month. Consequently, they don’t need them done again this month!

I’m begging you. If you need photos, please contact me. I don’t want all this great weather to be gone with nothing to show for it. I need kids, babies, maternity, adults… etc.
Give me somehting to get excited about.

September 20th, 2006

A - Accent: Yankee

B - Breakfast Item: Skittles or choclate

C - Chore you hate: Dishes dishes dishes!

D - Dad’s Name: James Winston

E - Essential everyday item: Camera

F - Flavor ice cream: Cream with M&M’s

G - Gold or Silver?: Silver

H - Hometown: Middletown, OH

I - Insomnia: Not unless I’m bored all day.

J - Job Title: Photographer

K - Kids: 0, thankyouverymuch

L - Living arrangements: Dead. No… wait…

M - Mum’s birthplace: Jacksonville

N - Number of significant others you’ve had: 2-3

O - Overnight hospital stays: Just one.

P - Phobia: Wasps

Q - Queer: Not really.

R - Religious Affiliation: Some eastern Taoist/Daoist type thing

S - Siblings: Sis and Bro

T - Time you wake up: 9-10am

U - Unnatural hair colours you’ve had: Red. :)

V - Vegetable you refuse to eat: Cooked spinach

W - Worst habit: Leaving stuff where I was working on it instead of cleaning it up.

X - X-rays you’ve had: Teeth, both arms, skull, brain

Y - Yummy: Manacotti and cheese dip. Not at the same time.

Z - Zodiac sign: Leo

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September 20th, 2006

9/19 Rubies
I love my camera! My hummingbirds are getting all chunky for southward migration. They’ll all be gone within a month from now or sooner. :( Normally, they weigh 2.5-3 grams (the same as a sheet of paper!), but right now they can weigh as much as 4.5 grams! They’re getting so fat they have trouble lifting off the feeders now.
See the full size image.

September 19th, 2006

Me: Hey honey, it’s ‘Talk Like a Pirate Day!’
John: What? Where?
Me: Everywhere! It’s International Talk like a Pirate Day.
John: Yarrr!

September 19th, 2006

John and I made Larken’s stoup a few nights ago. I keep telling everyone I’m a bad bad cook, but no one believes me. Here we go:
First, I cut myself withthe knife wile chopping carrots. No, it’s worse. I cutmyself with the BACK of the knife. The dull part! Arg!
Then the instructions say to boil on high for a few minutes then turn to low for an hour. My brain reads this as “Boil on high for an hour.” John luckily looked in the pot after 30 minutes and saw the resulting potato squish and remedied it with more beef broth.
Yeah.. keep me away from the stove!

September 17th, 2006

In the 2006 winter Olypics, figure skater Evgeni Plushenko won gold. He skated stunninly, but NBC commpentators carped over his lack of ‘artristy’ and how he seemed to have no feeling. The 2006 Olympics short program:

His reply when he skated Dreams on Ice:

Watch the whole thing, it’s worth it.

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September 13th, 2006

I finally got my hair cut yesterday by this wonderful woman who was able to get my hair to do anything I wanted. I wanted it layerd, and she not only cut it, but showed me how to style it in a few different ways. It rocked. I might even have a new photo client in her as well, as she’s got a two-year old son. Gave her my card, will take her my portfollio tomorrow.. we’ll see what comes of it. So, now that I’m not a redhead anymore, here’s a photo. Pre-cut and post-cut. Still getting used to the brown, through. I miss my red hair. Brown isn’t unique. Everyone has brown hair.

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September 11th, 2006

Take a few minutes to think about the people whose loved ones were taken from them five years ago.

Then take a few minutes to tell your loved ones how special they are. You never know when they might be taken from you.

September 9th, 2006

Was over at Larken’s last night and Benji was just being too cute for words. I had my camera with me (as always) and got these gems.

The window On the deck

On the deck Unsure