poor broccoli.

that last one says, 'why don't you love me?' i do love you! i do!

do a good deed

overheard while on the phone with my boyfriend dominique who picked it up when some guy threw his bag of mcdonald's out the window of his parked car.

dom: that's okay man, i'll get it for you.
angry dude: stupid.
dom: excuse me?
dude: what are you, some kind of environmentalist? are you a cop?
dom: no man, i'm a human, just like you.
dude: ok dude, cool. lookin out.

i have a feeling that guy will think twice before throwing trash on the ground next time.

supercheesy celebrity sighting story

...so the day of the california primaries i'm wearing a 'i voted' sticker while ordering a vodka tonic at a dead meadow show. this guy brushes up on me saying, 'so who'd you vote for?'
'none of your business,' i snapped.
this prompted a long, funny discussion where i tried to make up for being a bitch and he tried to talk me into sharing my secret (obama, duh).
after a long pull on my drink i peer more closely at him followed by that drunken finger point with, 'you know who you look like? the guy from superbad.'
'that guy?' he says. 'i heard that guy's a douche-bag.'
I realized immediately it was him.
So a week later i'm helping dom work his new clothing line at the Fairfax swap meet, and who should wander in, but superbad dude!
'Hey, i'm the girl that told you none of your business, remember?!'
'Oh yeah! that was a good show!'
and off he skedaddled after i said, 'oh, this is my boyfriend.'
wonder when i'll see him next.

thins 'r gittin' shady

while leveraging our squeaky old Schwinn bikes down the Venice boardwalk this morn dom and i were stopped abruptly and asked to walk instead of roll through a crime scene. yellow caution tape, forensics specialists, white sheet and all, there was a murder a block from my house.
apparently bum-dude got jumped and beat to death.
all while the bright blue ocean rolled in the background and the sunny palms rustled as always.
venice has been getting shadier lately. i've had to wrap my hands in plastic bags and carry bums' beds from my backyard to the dumpster too many times in the last few months.

Quote of the Day

"We are actually making a robot. I don’t know when he’ll be available for public appearances. I know he’ll be touring, we can definitely talk about when we can work you into his schedule."

-marketing director at Disney in conf. call regarding new movie and corp. partnerships.

Updates

Currently listening: Creole jazz radio station. Sounds like Appalacian swing meets Irish jigging with a touch of Midwestern hoe-down. I have no idea how that gets labeled as jazz.

Eating: roasted and salted almonds from Whole Foods and a strange 'replenish-cleanse' Aquafina Alive Wellness Water' schtick of a bottle flavored with 'berry.'

Where I got it: in a very exciting meeting with some development execs in a high-rise on Ave of the Stars in Beverly Hills this morning. May well lead to meetings with Showtime and HBO in the next weeks. Bride of Christ, baby!

After meeting: headed back to new job as acct. coordinator at a marketing/consulting think-tank. So far, it rules. I have a shiny corporatized view of fountains, palms, and bridged pools.

Currently reading: The Alchemist

Currently learning: everything AdAge, MediaWeek and Brandweek newsletters have to say about the changing digital arena, face of technology, future of marketing, etc. I've been way behind on things, so this is awesome to have new knowledge forced on me as a job.