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July 2001 ArchiveTuesday, July 31, 2001I'm a goner. I just got AT&T Broadband cable installed with the Mega Movie package. With the heat index skyrocketing for the next few days, I'll be hibernating with the AC and acquainting myself with the shiny black box on top of my tv.Ohmigawd.
I was just checking out tvguide.com
and one of my all-time favorite movies, Funny
Bones, is coming on in 2 hours!! Like I said, I'm a
goner.
Sunday, July 29, 2001Well, I'm hanging up the mouse and walking away from the Blog for awhile. Blog-a-Thon is over. Think I'm ready for a nice warm bath and a nap!See
you in cyberspace. Blog-A-Thon
is nearly over. *whew* I know the next two days are going to be
thrown out of whack on account of the lack of sleep and the crazy
white fog outside! Thank goodness this came on a weekend without
anything in particular to do. So
drastically putting my schedule out of routine really makes me
appreciate the routine and how healthy it makes me feel normally.
And I think I am developing an aversion response to my watch's
alarm, since it been going of every half hour for the last 24. Homestretch. Nothing
interesting to report, just trying to make a dent in my enormous
Inbox. Lot's of very white fog outside my window. Adds to my grogginess. Ok,
finally added all the desired links to the 11:07:30 AM post. Hmmm,
what next? just
spent the last half hour hunting down links for the last post.
The search continues...
FULL
NAME: Brandy Jean Agerbeck Ok,
not Nesmith now, but the imitable Tom Jones. Everyone sing along! I'm
Never Gonna Fall in Love Again I've
been in love so many times Fall
in love, I'm never gonna fall in lo-o-ve All
those things I heard about you Fall
in love, no, I'm never gonna fall in lo-o-ve I
gave my heart so easily
Fall
in love, no, I'm never gonna fall in lo-o-ve Gee,
can you tell, I’ve hit the cranky, tired, I-want-to-get-off-the-ride
segment of the Blog-a-Thon? Michael
Nesmith will make me feel better. Nine
Times Blue There’s
a certain something in the way But
I didn’t know what else to do And
now I feel like such a fool, I
know that never in the world So
if in the end we should go The
beauty of this song is more in the song and the singing than it
the lyrics themselves. It’s got this lovely lolling to it, that
I don’t have the expertise to describe. Look for versions on several
Mike Nesmith and Monkees albums. My favorite is on the Monkees'
Missing Links v.3. The
birds outside are swooping around like crazy right now. I wonder
what's up. Come,
on Martha. What kind of readers do you think you have who would
rather spend the time and energy making a bubble
wands rather than buying a 99 cent bottle of bubbles
– or even the high end mom who would pitch in $5 for the deluxe
set at FAO Schwartz? I
am one of the craftier folks you'll meet, and I enjoy chunks of
your publications (crafts and cooking - yes, gardening and entertaining
in large dinner parties - no). This is just too much. (Feeling
especially pissy about MSL
after a rollercoaster Sunday of batiking last weekend, due to
unrealistic and sketchy instructions in the latest issue.) ugh.
Don't know how lunch longer I can hold on. This decided lack of
sleep is throwing a wrench in the Monday deadline for stamp designs. Strange
and wonderful reference sites: A
couple favorite places: Know
your nifty fifty Perkins
Restaurants encourage this sort of behavior - oversized
silverware letter writing campaign Wonderful
inventions: I’m
totally tucked into at my computer ready to conserve energy for
the last third of the blog-a-thon. If I could get a good digital
photo of my makeshift bed, I would. But I can’t – no tripod to
get the proper angle. I
just saw a waterskier zoom by in the dark dawn on Lake Michigan.
And, no, it wasn't an all-nighter hallucination. “The
only American President who regularly played Scrabble in the White
House was Richard Nixon.” Lord
knows what Scrabble nonsense W would concoctify. Well,
the sky is lightening. There's no quitting now. I
am worth exactly: $2,033,570.00. yowsa. Or so says Human
for Sale. Thanks to Shea
for the provocative link.
One
of the rules to the new photo section to the site I'm designing
is that no album/subject can have more than 10 photos. That was
decided pre-navigation design so I would really edit the photo
down to the rockinest. It's tough to make that decision on an
album of Vegas.
This
is when Blog-A-Thon blog posts worldwide get drastically shorter,
like mine. zzzzzzzzz
We
have officially entered the time of night where time passes twice
as quickly. In my 11th-hour paper writing days, this was the last
20% of the time where 0.05% of the work got done. Photo
section navigation is going well - just production Photoshop right
now, working on the navigation. Basking in the genius of the Cars.
Getting
just a little edgy. Not much past my normal bedtime, but I'm full
of caffeine and tethered to my computer by headphones. Goldfrapp's
Felt Mountain is the perfect music right now. Then I will move
onto the Cars for some late night flashbacks to 5th grade. Rock
on. I only have 30 discs left to file, besides strays hiding around
my apartment. Now,
I onto Illustrator to get cracking on the navigation for the photo
section. [wringing
of hands in a nefarious way] [-]
mundane tasks like sifting through dozens of backlogged discs
of photos. [+]
getting it done (not quite yet)
fascinating
blog, eh? I
think I'll have to switch off from this mindless photo filing.
Saturday, July 28, 2001Got through 10 discs in the last half hour... 60 more to go!posted on 7/28/2001 11:32:23 PM Hmm.
Not much to report. Filing photos. Hours of website glamour to
go... Shea
is getting sleepy *already* in the Blog-a-Thon. Guess he's an
earlier riser than me. *whew*
I got through all the 2,153 photos in my Mavica folder on my computer.
Now onto the 70 full discs here on the desk. Going
through my photos is making me realize how many freaking
pictures I have of myself. Photo
selecting going well. Now
I've knuckled down and I'm working on the site. The first on the
agenda is to weed through my hundreds of digital photos, come
up with some albums and create an interface for my photo section. Pizza,
cannoli and RC cola has arrived. Watching Fast Times at Ridgemont
High. The Car's song "Moving in Stereo" just came on. Friggin'
perfect. I've
just spent the last half hour under the spell of the Monkey.
[+][+][+]
Cooking
with Monkey. Far too charming. [+]
Big
Brother 2. This is perfect, petty, pretty summer television. [-]
Ramen. I ate so much Ramen in middle school, the thought of it
makes me gag. But here's a exhaustive
and horrific Ramen Recipe Database to keep you full
of Ramen for months. 2
food links for Shea: [+]
The Fluffernutter
song. (Song should load with this page.) [-]
Durian. [+]
Getting mega-cable installed on Monday. [-]
My favorite TV programs being preempted by sports. [+]
Angelic
Organics veggies [-]
Email spam and the futility of getting rid
of it. [+]
Ed
Emberley. [-]
humidity. [+][+]
The smell of beeswax [-]
The persistently itching bug bite on the bottom of my right foot.
(My
friend Shea
is such a foodgeek.) It's
nice to sit down and finally think about my site for once in a
loooooooong time. [-]
The persistently itching bug bite on the bottom of my right foot. [+]
kale.
[-]
As much as I feel the Illuminations
store at Watertower Place is one of the Circles
of Hell, I do so love their scented candles
- especially, the pink grapefruit (burning now), lilac and tomato. [+]
Totally digging Andrew
Bird's Bowl of Fire's new album, The
Swimming Hour - especially track 1, Two Way Action. I
am absolutely fascinated with the chewy texture of dried
apricots.
Well,
for all of those folks wondering, "What the hell happened to Brandy
selling rubber stamp?? Or selling any products for that matter?
Here's the answer - I'm
presently working on a bunch of stamp designs that I'll be sending
off to be produced soon (deadline = Monday). I'm participating
in a stamp show at Stamp-O-Rama in downtown Chicago on August
25, 2001. That was the kick in the seat of the pants. More info
to come...
Best
Blog name: bloggerotica I
was just going through email and I got an automated out of office
email as a reply to a post I made on a listserv. It began "Thank
you for the interesting e-mail." How
fucking stupid. Why, yes it was very interesting, but it
can't compare to the debt-consolidation, inane office memo and
petition campaigns the sender must be deluged with.
*whew*
a half an hour goes by quickly. I
am a Blog-A-Thon Wannabe. Truth is, I didn't get my
ass in gear early enough to figure out a charity, sponsors and
all that Purpose stuff. So, I'm just along for the ride the next
24 hours. Had I gotten my act together, I would be blogging for
the
Museum of Jurassic Technology in LA, CA. If you'd like
to become a member of the MJT, please click here.
As
it stands, I'll be working on my site like a mad fiend the next
24 hours, giving it some much needed TLC.
Wednesday, July 25, 2001Biggest winner's in today's economy:1) web design and development programs 2) "efficiency consultants" (i.e. professional downsizers, i.e. Brad Dupree in American Beauty)
Sunday, July 22, 2001Hmm, what news?I
had my last endondist (root canal) appointment for what I hope
is a very long time! Went off without a hitch. It's confirmed
- the pain I was in was the nerve above the tooth working
itself out after the irritation of the root canal. Still sucked,
though. Made
zucchini bread for the first time. It should be establish on this
blog that I hate zucchini
and eggplant. The only way I like zucchini is as bread. Brandy:zucchini::Rebbie:banana
But it turned out pretty well. Good use of my co-op
vegetables. My friend Jim and I are on our 5th week of our shared
share. It's an interesting system. 1) On Saturday, get a 3/4 bushel
box of vegetables. Whatever's being harvested that week. 2) Divide
it by our personal tastes. 3) Try to find a way to eat beets two
weeks in a row, while I still have 3 huge servings of yesterday's
borscht in the fridge. 4) Repeat. Got
a fitball.
I dig it.
Friday, July 20, 2001So hot, so humid, so tired.
Wednesday, July 18, 2001Again, a winner of the So-Full-of-Shit-Your-Eyes-Are-Brown Award is Tom Cruise. Ok, I do not know Nicole Kidman or Penelope Cruz personally, but just on the basis of looks, he is a complete idiot for throwing NK over for PC. In my opinion, the former is one of the greatest beauties of today, the latter I find completely and truly homely.Posted on 7/18/2001 10:07:00 PM Ok,
I rarely discuss politics, but I think George Bush is so full
of shit, his eyes are brown. Being a chronic NPR listener, I've
been hearing a lot about the murmurings that Bush is thinking
of giving amnesty to 3 million illegal Mexican immigrants. Some
folks are calling it a "masterstroke" politically and will really
help his reelection effort in 2004. HUH? What about being the
fuckin' president for the next 3 1/2 years first? What about the
fact that under current laws, what they are doing is ILLEGAL?
What about the illegal aliens from other countries? What about
the 7 million people trying to get into the country LEGALLY?
Tuesday, July 17, 2001New favorite eBay quote:"From Holland: DICES for the DICE-COLLECTOR !"
BTW
Tooth #4 is fine, this weekend's pain was all "reffered" pain
from the root canal. That means that the nerves above the
tooth are irritated. Nerves are crazy things, like phantom pains
that amputees have, nerves and their actions, don't always correlate.
Thus what was the actions of nerves above tooth #2 really felt
located at tooth #4. But the pain seems to have subsided. Just
3 more days until the endodontist and hopefully this will all
be over.
Monday, July 16, 2001It's been a loooooooong weekend of Advil and Orajel and breathing slowly and sleeping until I get sleep hangovers. For those who care about my dental minutia - I got root canals on tooth 15 and then 2. Two days after #2's root canal, I started getting horrible pain. After a couple days, it was apparent, it was #4 going crazy, not #2. So, this afternoon, I'm heading off to my dentist (not endodontist) to figure out what's wrong.Posted on 7/16/2001 10:17:30 AM
Saturday, July 14, 2001I'm thinking that the true FUCKEDUPNESS of yesterday morning's dream was due to pain. Last Tuesday, I got my second root canal. Thursday night, out of nowhere, I had this incredible, cold, searing pain coming from that area of my mouth. No relation to biting or touching the tooth. It lasted maybe 10 minutes off and on, like lightning strikes of evil. Ever since it started(and I had two big bouts yesterday and one right now this morning) I am afraid of my own mouth.What
I now know having had this experience (thus far):
Friday, July 13, 2001Holy! Holy! I had one FUCKED UP dream this morning. I woke up pre-dawn to the sound of my shades flapping noisily and furiously in the wind of the open windows. I moved the shades up to just above the bottom edge of the window. I shuffled into the bathroom to pee and then crawled back into bed. The next thing I remember is waking up just after sunrise, to what seemed to be the BRIGHTEST sun EVER. If I don't close my blinds, my non-morning-person self is awoken by the sun in my East-facing apartment. This morning it wasn't just the sun peeking between the blinds it was full big white circle sun burning into my myopic retinas.I
think this is when the monstrous dream started. I propped
up one pillow as a sunblock. I fell back asleep. Since I woke
up at 8 am, this gave me just over 2 hours to have an epic dream,
that lasted about 8 hours in SDT (Standard Dream Time). I will
spare you the morbid, disturbing details, because trying to detail
your dreams never works. It never means the same thing to your
audience as it meant to you. But it did take place in my present
apartment, with the layout staying quite accurate. There were
two deaths, much gore, drugs, and a very messing attempt to cover
it up. Also, a coffin-like tiny service elevator, along with the
recurring expansive elevator-that-is-not my-elevator in my-apartment-building-that-is-not-my-apartment-building.
The
only pleasant part of the dream was that my apartment building
(which in real life was a hotel long ago) has a gorgeous, ornate,
labyrinthine lobby behind the facade of the basic, servicable
one it actually has. In my dream I while addled by the coverup
I was caught up in, I walked through this beautiful lobby, with
all it's nooks, sexy upholstered chairs and rich fabrics, thinking
I have to remember to work down here with my (not yet purchased)
laptop.
Thursday, July 12, 2001My friend Billy Dawson is friggin brilliant. We were talking yesterday and he said, "You can't expect a freight train to stop on a dime."This
sums up why I got so little *done* during my month and a half
off. I took the time off because I was burnt out - a freight train
careening down the track. It took a good month just to stop. The
sound of screeching wheels for weeks, as I slowed down and figured
out where I was. Now
I'm getting started up again, but at a slower pace and seeing
more of the landscape.
Wednesday, July 11, 2001180º from the past week. This month I am working on a set of linoleum cuts to be sold in August. 7 6"x8" in a series called Summertime. Yesterday, after my second painless/successful root canal, I headed to Pearl to get some supplies to get me started. And last night I sat down to draw, and drew all 7 images! + an unrelated self-portrait, simply for my ego. It was a drawing bonanza! Now I've got to get critical and see how solid these first 7 images are and if I need to draw more.Since
client business is slow, being July, this is the perfect outlet
for me right now. So, come August look at the Commerce arm to
peruse/buy the prints!
Monday, July 09, 2001"People are going to love you no matter how weird you get."~ my Infospace horoscope today. How
fuckin' perfect, especially in lieu of my present crankiness/intolerance/introversion. "Effective
July 9, 2001, Webvan has ceased operations." [Moment
of silent mourning.] Presently,
I am not enjoying general humanity.
Friday, July 06, 2001Hey! I just realized that yesterday was my ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY OF BLOGGING! Hooray for Blogger!!posted on 7/6/2001 09:37:03 AM Wow,
July 5th didn't disappoint in wierdness. At one point in the day
I was seeeeeeething, reading to blow up at anyone who looked
at me the wrong way. I adore the Harold Washington Public Library,
but I am slowly building a resentment to the people who work there.
By the evening I was laughing my ass off with friends. I thought
I was going stir crazy in my apartment living and working here
day after day. But post-seething and pre-friends I came home and
hadn't felt such a feel of solace in ages. Perhaps it was the
amazing cool breeze, the gorgeous cobalt color of Lake Michigan
and the relative cleanliness of my apartment. I was so
happy to be home.
Thursday, July 05, 2001One root canal down, one to go.I'm
having one of those strange days. I sat in the bath tub feeling
like I wasn't on the same vector as I ws yesterday. Difficult
to describe. Let's see where the day takes me.
Monday, July 02, 2001Life is pretty all right.
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