does he enroll girls in his seminar?

man. how am i the last to hear about shit like this? and they were in az?!? i suppose i was never a big proponent of e4 anyway.

The Party.

So, last night when I came home, I was overwhelmed by the amazing spectacle otherwise known as Of Montreal. I blogged about it. Right below. You can read about if you so desire. What I DID NOT blog about was the nutty party that I went to after the fact. Not that I didn't want to....on the contrary: I needed a bit more time to process the night so that I could do this party justice on Modern Day Bullfight. So, let me begin....

Act 1: (Strolling up Argyle, foggy, noisy, excited patrons chatting about the show)

Allison: OMG OMG! That was SOOOOO amazing.
(bumping into strangers on the street)
Nicki: It was pretty good, dude.
Monica: I would have paid 35 dollars for that!
Allison: Oh Shit! I missed a call from Kathy! (dials her number and is informed of a party with free food and lots of beer)

So, yes, you get it. We were stoked. Unfortunately, since the show ended so late (12:45 AM), Monica decided to head home which meant just Nicki and I went to brave the streets of Eagle Rock. We bid our farewells and the two of us jumped into the car and headed out.

Act 2: (arrival. dark, winding streets with no light. even less parking)
Allison: Ummm, are we supposed to go up there? (points to pitch black steep incline)
Nicki: Whoa. (lights cigarette)

So the two of us head up the hill and then hear the noise that is the party. We saunter down a little path and immediately see Kathy. And lots of people. In festive attire. Big fur jackets, sultan clothing, Russian hats, 6 inch boots etc. Kathy proceeds to tell us that the party is part Burning Man, part regular folk and part Cult. Apt description although I must say that there was definitely a Ren Fair twist to it too. We are greeted by many colorful people, showered with drinks and led into the house in which there was a feast set up. Oh, and like 5,000 little Italian pastries in a box in the kitchen. Yes, totally delicious. I guess I can just rattle off other things that were there: a hot tub full of nude adults with a "clothing optional" sign, a professional photo set up with a remote control in which you could take "photobooth" pictures of your self (TOTALLY KILLER...although there are now some odd pix of me floating around on flicker), shamanistic drum circles, a goth dance party inside, more beer and liquor than humanly possible, more food and the ULTIMATE highlight: turkey legs. Yes. Ren fair style turkey legs appeared magically around 2:30 AM in a big renolyds foil pan...you know, the kind that you cook a holiday feast in. So the presentation of this meat led to throngs of people walking around in the fog and cold at 3:00 AM with a leg of meat. It was pretty fantastic. more than made up for a weird couple of days.

nb: get on the emailing list for more of these parties

*fin*

My Love Affair with Of Montreal

Wow. Shit. I don't even know where to begin. I can tell you where I am going to end and that is at the AMAZING show tonight at the Palladium. So, yes.....as suggested by the title of the entry, I went to see my favorites. I think I jumped on the Of Montreal bandwagon around 2005. They have been a staple in my music rotation since. They even uplifted my spirits on Valentine's Day 2006 when then current boyfriend was on a moral high horse about "not celebrating" v-day. That is another story altogether, but well, O.M. improved what was a pretty shitty day. Needless to say, I have an affinity with the band.

When I heard that the band was coming through L.A., I was stoked. I was a bit nervous though because I have had the luxury of seeing them twice in Tucson at the Rialto. Awesome venue, small, charming, the polar opposite of a venue here. I knew the Hollywood show was going to be packed. My hunch was confirmed when I saw the throngs of fans strolling down Sunset. We settled ourselves in the line and made our way inside. Once in, we settled on the balcony in a fairly good spot. Clung to it. Guarded it. Secured it. O.M. took the stage around 10:45 and played solidly til 12:30. It was KILLER. Guns that shoot feathers, animal heads, giant arms and legs, creepy dancers, giant fanny packs, roller skaters, beach volleyball, centaurs, fauns, you name it, it was on stage in some form of costume or another. The finale was a surprise. Two covers: Take Me Out by Franz Ferdinand and Smells Like Teen Spirit. The show had been dubbed by local radio as being Los Angeles' ULTIMATE dance party and, well, it lived up to it. Yes it was packed. And crazy. And so full of fun and energy. From the top, we could see the entire crowd dancing below and a border of dancers upstairs. 2 hours. Non stop moving. Best show I could have anticipated.

sushi-riffic

www.hamasushi.com
This place is adorable and excellent. Even the bowl of tiny live crabs on top of the sushi bar took up some minor real estate in my heart.........

Go here and try it out.

So, after looking at the aesthetics of sushi last night I am determined to create the dessert sushi that has been popping up on cute sites eveywhere. While the components of the dessert sushi aren't the greatest of foods, it looks SO CUTE. I need to throw a party to celebrate the cuteness:

Satan.....the 13th sign.......

how does this man know me so well????

"i can givez a comix for you"

"Finding it and Keeping it"

So, when I was blessed with more time for artistic creation, I made a lot of playable games backdropped with some of my photographs. I am slowly beginning to upload all of my images and music onto my new mac. Well, not that new, but you know me.....a bit lazy when it comes to tasks. I am about 7 months late on this front ;)

i joined the ranks...

...of the many brilliant people who write and edit on uncyclopedia:

http://uncyclopedia.wikia.com/wiki/R._Kelly#Trapped_Era

just the "trapped era" part is mine......

Carl Gustav Jung (also known as iCarly)

Wow. So, my new internet fave of the moment is 'uncyclopedia.' A cesspool of sarcasm, debauchery and brilliance. My kind of site. Being the psychology geek that I have recently turned into, I just had to search Freud and Jung on the Uncyclopedia. For Jung, his entry was called "Carl Gustav Jung (also known as iCarly)" which, after reading uncyclopedia endlessly like I do, you will laugh at the increasing use of iPOD references. That sentence didn't flow so nice, but oh well. But you get the point. The point being that the site is HILARIOUS.

THE iPOD ADS YOU WERE NEVER MEANT TO SEE:

http://uncyclopedia.wikia.com/wiki/IPod

stupidest things i have ever done

so, while in a recent quick trip to use the restroom here on the lmu campus, i was reminded of the stupidest things i have ever done. and they both involve my cel phone. so, reader, you are probably wondering why a lavatory trip is bringing up such feelings of deja vu.....well, let me explain.

INCIDENT 1: about 2 years ago, i was using the bathroom in my own home. i had my cel phone in my back pocket (you can probably see where this is going). a minor thought crossed my head along the lines of: "wow. you should probably take your cel phone out of the back pocket before you go to the restroom." I vehemently ignored thought. Proceeded to use facilities and phone fell in toilet as pants came down. I had a freak out because I didn't want to have to buy a new phone. That moment was immediately replaced by an "OH SHIT" when I realized....'screw the phone. i may have to buy a new toilet.' The phone was not able to be seen and had sunken into the abyss of the toilet hole. Thankfully, some various kitchen tools (which have since been discarded) aided me in the removal of the phone.

INCIDENT 2: about 1 year, 10 months ago. Yes, in the same window as destruction of phone in incident 1. In a stressful hurry, I put all belongings on top of my car as I fumbled for keys in a purse that was too big and too cluttered. Regathered belongings, hurried to gallery to install show. When my boyfriend at the time failed to show up at gallery on time, I went to call him. Wait, where did my phone go? Minor freakout. He shows up, missing phone is forgotten....until when pulling into my driveway, my headlights illuminated the smashed mess that was my phone. Yes. I drove over my cel phone with my car.

i sleep in a nest

so, i totally had this revelation this morning: i kind of shape my bed to be nestlike. you know, surrounded by pillows of all sizes. 6 to be exact. i woke up, surrounded by this circle of multisized pillows and a blanket on top. perhaps i was a bird in a previous life.

ode to google maps........