Thursday, January 30, 2014


I have too many projects that need doing. It isn't as if my apartment is is complete disarray, or I'm bordering on hoarder status, but I need to get organized. I got another filing cabinet because the drawer in my desk was too full, so where are the papers from those files that need sorted? Stacked on the edge of my bed. I have a basket of recipes and magazines with recipes that needs organization. I have a closet that needs a good edit and reordering. I have all my wrapping supplies that need to be moved from one storage bin and into another because the supplies have outgrown the container. Bookshelves. Videotapes. Books that need reading, screenplays that need written and all while this is not happening the regular everyday maintenance of a household: scrubbing floors, toilet, bunny cages, dusting, window blinds, light switch covers, mirrors, stove top vent, top of the fridge, shredding, checkbook, pictures, e-mails, digital photos, laundry, unfinished craft projects and shopping list.

If only there was a deadline and I was going to be graded, or I had a little drill sergeant over my shoulder that I could resent. Wait a minute, I just confessed all this to you guys. Damn. Guess I got what I wanted?

Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Change for a Dollar

I like the Dollar Store. I love drifting down the aisles; smiling at the range of patrons, saying Hey to a gang banger and having him say Hey in return, looking in the smiling crinkly eyes of elderly ladies and hearing kids excited about all the toys they can buy with their own money.

So, it shouldn't be a surprise that when I reach the Cashier with my toilet paper and my Bunny Ears that a fantastic interaction occurred.

Cashier - Struggling with my purchase, moans.
Me - "It's okay. After a certain time of day you shouldn't be required to count."
Cashier - She dives into a detailed story about how her shift ends in 15 minutes, how she needs to be up the canyon 1/2 hour after that. She knows she is going to be late. She just knows it.
Me - "Sometimes, it takes a village. Together, we can DO IT!" I clasp my hands together in a sign of hope and solidarity.
Cashier - Takes my money and gives me too much change. A quarter instead of a nickel.
Me - Laughing. "It's okay. Just keep it."
All the while, the woman behind me watching this is smiling. She reaches into her purse, pulls out a nickel and gives it to me.
Woman - "You never know, the next place you go you might need that one nickel!"
Me - I shake my fist "If only I had that nickel... arghhhh!"
The two of us are laughing.
Cashier laughs nervously but I finish with raising my arms in triumph and announcing "See, it does TAKE A VILLAGE!"

Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Fashion Show

So, I go to Peery's Egyptian Theater this afternoon to buy tickets for Sundance.  While perusing the big board that displays movies and times, I notice a woman to my right with a big professional looking camera snapping pictures of the whole hoopla.  I step back to get out of the way, but no, she asks if she can take my picture.  I have on no makeup, I basically just washed my hair and let it air dry so it is a long damp frizzy mess, AND my nose is bright red from blowing for three days straight. 

Sure.  Be my guest.  She gets my name, followed me around the lobby and took pictures WHILE I bought my tickets too.  Wherever these pictures show up, the Standard Examiner or Best of Ogden, there I'll be.  Smiling like I won the lottery because I got my tickets, but looking like I don't own a mirror. 

Life may not be a fashion show, but some days it pays to be fashionable.

Wednesday, January 1, 2014

Happy Voodoo

The British superstition of saying "Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit" at the beginning of the month to set the mood right, plus the added New Moon happening on the first day of the year for the first time in 19 years, it being Hump Day (insert bunny joke) and as I type this my Black Eyed Peas are cooking on the stove while Jeff Buckley's "Hallelujah" plays gracefully over the whole scene.

I'm not going to knock on any wood.  That's just silly.

The Bun

The Bun
If you don't like rabbits, you can suck it, shove it and then go soak your head.