Next post
Previous post
Home
Master Archives
Monthly Archives
Individual Archives
RSS 2.0 feed
Atom feed
Recent Entries
• Apparently the Y chromosome precludes hygiene sense
• Already?
• Truth in advertising, or the lack thereof
• I totally should have watched Wayne's World before going to NYC
• On loving an obscure band in the age of an evolved Internet
• Crosswords are more fun when they can be filled in with wishful thinking
• We're not gonna take it
• Finally, proof that I didn't marry a toddler
• From the point of view of the chronically healthy
• Shudder To Think at the Bowery Ballroom (I was there!)
Recent Comments
People I Know
Escapades of Reason
A Little Bit of Suburbia...
Maelstrom Cognizance
Man on the Moon
Matt in Japan
mrtl
Polymorphous
Proverbs of the Arctic Fox
Ryan's World
101 Cookbooks
Bittersweet Life
Blurbomat
Cumin and Coriander
Daily Dose of Imagery
The Dancing Fool
Dave's Alaska Pics
dooce
Gripe Du Jour
Pinch My Salt
prete.ntio.us
Sugarlaw
Smitten Kitchen
Snazzykat
This Fish Needs a Bicycle
A Year in Bread
Alaska Grown
Astronomy Picture of the Day
Cook's Illustrated
Dinosaur Comics
Giant Microbes
Gmail
Kaladi Brothers Coffee
Life Is Good
Moose's Tooth Pub & Pizzeria
National Geographic
NPR
Powell's Books
The Prime Number Shitting Bear
Scharffen Berger Chocolate
Snow City Cafe
STOP Puppy Mills
Spamusement!
USA Today Crossword
stacey . smoore . the staceyfish . mathematician . swimmer . photographer . foodie . knitter . intj . moderate liberal . displaced alaskan . doggie lover . agnostic pantheist unitarian universalist . birkenstocks . tom robbins . shudder to think . cappuccino . green eyed . introverted . loved
My photoblog - Lens: The adventures of a girl and her camera
Magnifico! The culinary exploits of a foodie and her camera
Currently Reading
Even Cowgirls Get the Blues by Tom Robbins
Most Recently Completed
God Is Not Great by Christopher Hitchens
Stalking Irish Madness by Patrick Tracey
In the Queue
Love in the Time of Cholera by Gabriel Garcia Marquez
Favorite Reads
Jitterbug Perfume and Fierce Invalids Home From Hot Climates (my two favorite books of all time) by Tom Robbins
In the Skin of a Lion by Michael Ondaatje
The Harry Potter series by J.K. Rowling
Contact and Pale Blue Dot by Carl Sagan
Cryptonomicon and The Baroque Cycle by Neal Stephenson
Lord of the Rings by J.R.R. Tolkien
On the Needles
Technical bits
This site is crafted with valid CSS and valid HTML and is powered by Moveable Type 4.31-en.

Best viewed in a fully CSS-compliant browser like Mozilla Firefox. Viewing in any version of Internet Explorer is not recommended.

This work is licensed under a Creative Commons License. This means: please don't steal my stuff. I've seen people take some of my works without permission, change them, and not give me credit. It makes me sad. Don't make me sad.
I totally should have watched Wayne's World before going to NYC - posted at 22:10
The Hubs had the brilliant idea to watch Wayne's World tonight while we ate our dinner of what is seriously the best pizza I've ever made. We got to the part where Wayne and Garth go to the Alice Cooper concert in Milwaukee and I was distracting myself by thinking about how I wouldn't have recognized Alice's voice on his radio show were it not for this movie when all of a sudden shit got eerie. I started drawing parallels between the concert in the movie and the Shudder show in New York. They're not perfect parallels since I didn't have a fancy backstage pass, I just begged and pleaded for sympathy with the manager and security dude - notice that I DIDN'T TAKE OFF MY SHIRT, thanks for that insinuation, Dad! But y'know, Wayne and Garth are talking to Alice and they get to a point where the conversation is sorta lulled or over or whatever and they make to leave but Alice tells them to stay. And here's where I went wrong: when I made to leave and Craig Wedren said I should stay and offered me a drink, I totally should have fallen prostrate to my knees and wailed "I'm not worthy! I'm not worthy! I'm scum! I suck!" I mean, it worked for Wayne and Garth. It's the definitive lesson on How To Keep Your Shit Together When Meeting Your Favorite Musician Of All Time.