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We got some great pounding rain early this morning and it's still coming on in sprinkles. It's the time when everything leafy gets really bright and intensely green.
Nick and Dema both said it's a spoonrest, so that's where it goes, a pop of fun on the black granite counters. There are *great* vintage finds around town: some stores you can get lost in for hours.
And here's an app for your phone that mimics Polaroids of yore, shakeitphoto. You shoot the photo, then shake the camera. It even makes the Polaroid sound. Look how great my anniversary flowers are. They're all locally grown in the Hill Country (the place that I pretend is Napa). We are 9 years married as of 09.16.09!
Very much looking forward to my trip to San Francisco the first week of October. Besides attending the wedding that Nick is officiating (his 2nd, now we are tied), I plan on hitting some touristy things that I miss now, or never did in my 15 years of living in one of the world's most beautiful cities.
Alcatraz? Perhaps. Cable Car? Yes. The fucking ocean? Yes. Yacht Club Groom's Dinner, yes!
Hardly Strictly? Definitely. And I believe that John Doe is playing Annie's Social Club on Sunday October 4th.
Mostly, I'll be laughing with friends, getting misty at the wedding in a red silk Marc Jacobs dress and telling everyone that we're doing okay and that we miss them just a little bit more than they miss us.
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I wish I could take credit for that line. It makes me laugh. It's so obvious and so simple, it just cracks me up. Finally, I put my keys on a ring. I think I live here now.
Don't go hungry to a screening of Julie & Julia, popcorn isn't going to satisfy. Better to have something tasty and then go see it. I first went to Central Market -- the lovely high-end grocery chain so decadent, the produce is styled on pyramids of crushed ice. The lighting is low, the aisles are wide, and it is just a hugely pleasant place to be. My joke about Central Market is that when I first went in, "I heard angels singing."
I treated myself to a pre-movie salmon, arugula and dill sandwich on ciabatta so that I wouldn't have any food needs for the length of the film. It worked.
It is so sweet that 40 years after Julia Child's Mastering the Art of French Cooking book was published, the book has had a huge resurgence of interest. If there's a heaven above, Julia's surely whisking up froth in the clouds. Here she is with a 30-second omelette from an episode of the French Chef.
Tonight is my second rock outing in the 8 weeks I've lived in the live music capital of the world. Now that Estro is well enough to be alone at length, I am getting myself out more, and it's great.
We're heading out to see Daniel Ash DJ and my friends Ian and Matt play. It's also a listening party for the new Love and Rockets tribute record "New Tales to Tell" and I can't wait!
We're also be serving up delicious Batter Blaster at this party and I'll be making pancakes in the shapes of hearts and rockets. Shepard Fairey did the album cover and also the fabulous, infamous Obama posters.
And lastly, check out the video of Batter Blaster that showed up on Seth's Blog, the 14th most popular blog at the moment, after Gawker and before Blog. It's huge.
