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    Thursday, July 24th, 2008
    12:12 pm
    Wednesday, November 14th, 2007
    11:45 am
    notes on AUTUMN LEAVES
    (a song for solitude)

    robert aldrich's favorite close-up of crawford's crawlers

    scene set-up in a lively diner
    ---jitterbuggy
    ---------bubblegummy
    (mocking her monogram)
    ---------------two chicken salads and two checks as well!

    ...and here is joan

    emerging from the cabana as mildred pierce,
    no, millicent weatherby,
    all neck and legs
    stripped of her protective shadow and $12.95 price-tag

    splashing about,
    all of her eyebrows
    going
    ...EVERYWHERE.

    living on a diet of caviar + popcorn
    and canned buttered toast
    endlessly tousled in a bed of sheets

    Hurt. By. Burt.
    Wednesday, May 2nd, 2007
    2:22 pm
    Thursday, January 11th, 2007
    3:55 pm
    Monday, September 25th, 2006
    2:33 pm


    And at dinner on Sunday, I kept thinking "Wow, Aunt Barbara has really great hair." On the ride home, I was told it was a wig. They're ORTHODOX, wow.
    Wednesday, August 23rd, 2006
    2:09 pm
    my brain is like tartar sauce...
     but we get to see J. later!!!!! total freak scene, yesss! after rounds of excitable "should we? we SHOULD" emails...peach melba + roasted beets out on the old pool ruins. we'll be in our caftans, silently screaming. i guess this is just another sign that my world ended sometime in the mid-90's.

    other summer trifles amidst the most snoozy summer EVER:

    blemishes on the chin and nose, not to be outdone by blemishes...ON THE SHOULDER??? collarbone-exposure has gone down a bit during this time.

    lots of john mark karr speculation, photoshopping, newsclipping, waking up at 7 am on a sunday sunporch to flip immediately to CNN.

    late tomatoes, sugarplums that go SPLAT in my tote, and saying UGH over and over, like an exasperated teen THIS close to being sent off to summer camp.
    Monday, August 14th, 2006
    9:36 am
    claes oldenburg sundaes...
    served up by teens "sipping pimples through straws."
    Monday, August 7th, 2006
    5:26 pm
    Thursday, August 3rd, 2006
    8:57 pm
    no snipers, please
     i'm bidding with confidence

    also:

    * my 10-year is next month - i had grand delusions that they would do something totally fun like hold a potluck in the big gym, but i think it's at the HILTON instead. QUICK - before they take down my profile, try to log in: peanutandpine password: emily do you spy some total GEMS like "cao pham" and "thien tran" in the class list? thien gave me some marmalade scrub by the Body Shop for my birthday one year. i am still touched by it. I think most of the class of 1996 are still dead-heads in Irvine. I am more interested in my middle school friends, I suppose.

    * in more CHIPPY news, we received a five pound surprise sampler of THESE in ketchup, curry + garlic, and salt n vinegar...i toss and turn at night thinking about them in the cupboard. (must get a padlock.)

    * fingers crossed it rains this weekend - all over WNYC there are these radio ads from some Corinthian organizations that will reimburse Queens residents for spoiled food during the power outage. I read the best quote in the Post:

    "They don't know how many of us lost power, but they sure know how to send you the bill."
    Thursday, July 27th, 2006
    9:41 am
    out now...
    LESPORTSAC by THE ORIGINAL STYLE-FIEND...amy davis!!!

    you must know her from the pages of PAPER magazine and JON MORITSUGU movies. i love her and she is really a mentor to all illustrators...please support and get all your friends to peruse their favorite style! let me know which one you choose. the creatures army...i'm totally getting the backpack, i think - it's very Pat Singer does Times Square. (remember how she did the painting with the TKTS booths and oh!calcutta! poster?) you can find them in MURRAY HILL, i think. stationery stores + branches of the NYPL. as for SPORTSAC, they are based in NYC, so you can find them anywhere!!!
    Saturday, July 22nd, 2006
    10:14 pm
    Thursday, July 20th, 2006
    9:44 am
    heatwave=mushroom-head
     the public program at MOMA last night was innnnnteresting...first of all, the theatre was PACKED. huge George Burns/tinted frames on every other person, plastic bags crunching in the dark. the two wealthy old dowagers/MOMA members seated next to me shared some nougat and during the first nails-on-film rayograph scene one said "looks like jackson pollack" and her friend gasped "i was just about to say the same thing!" i loved them! kiki's teeth + ghost stockings doing a mean charleston...the musical accompaniment of four hands on one piano was VERY "combovers-and-coattails."

    ALSO - during our ice cream run in the rain, they gave me a large choco-chip for the price of a small since no one was there - we happened upon this kid "serge" driving an old white taxi with Northampton, Mass plates. when i peered closely into the passenger side, i saw two kids we knew eating ice cream - choco-caramel chip and "jelly ring." i have NEVER heard of this flavor. it was like something out of pete+pete?
    murray's cheese curls + pineapple from early morning grand central market are a very nice bite. i am planning to try smoked salmon, lemon peel, and swiss cheese, grilled into a sandwich...
    and when summer boredom hits... guilty pleasures abound
    Tuesday, July 18th, 2006
    1:11 pm
    margo menu was always in search of the perfect bite.

    breakfast birchermuesli with sultanas and apple slivers,
    drowned in honey and orange-water to make it just right.

    Or eggs-over-hard, stacked with curls of bacon and dollops of ketchip,
    if we don't have to keep it light.

    If she had to wait until lunch for her favorite andalusian gazpacho:

    buttery croutons melting into cold + spicy tomato soup,
    maybe some chopped chillis or scallions if there's time

    a dessert fruit cocktail - canned, preferably,
    with equals amounts syrupy pear, maraschino, and lime.

    And before bedtime, some funny flat crackers
    with extra fizzy water served lukewarm and never hot,

    although today she felt very much like an Apricot.
    Monday, July 10th, 2006
    2:15 pm
    Friday, July 7th, 2006
    10:36 am
    "good for coffee but bad for ice cream"
     i know i am the mostly optimistic one but the last two nights i've dreamt only illness-induced heat haze dreams with kenneth anger or fat starfish sleeping on my face....grueling + gruesome!! i really hope there is not a hex on me, and i realize if there is a hex on me, that talking about it is just as bad but i can't take it anymore! picture: dark bedroom in the afternoon, bitter medicine taken at intervals, chewing my sheet to shreds, losing my voice, wearing socks on my hands AND feet, my limbs hot and numb with pain, and wheezing and croaking like nobody's business. but i'm too scared to sleep because i don't want to see triangles or quadrangles or faces the color of dishwashing soap.

    and then my poor boyfriend stuck figuring out a few midnight mysteries: 1) is it a crying cat or a bat stuck in the neighbor's flume 2) how to deal with the dripping sounds of the other neighbors' air con 3) how to make a cold compress stay cold in a hot, humid room (since i wanted to sweat out my fever.) UGH! mercury somebody please stop this! i am honestly scared of having to go to sleep at night.
    Wednesday, June 28th, 2006
    11:43 am
    this is sooooooo telling
     "There's an apartment for rent on Nassau near me. The downside is it is in
    the same building as "The Troll," a withered old lady who never leaves
    the window (and is often seen sleeping with her head resting on the
    windowsill). The upside, is that the house is #69, and has a "God Bless
    America" sign just above this number. And if you try to take a picture of
    this combo, the troll will yell something incoherent at you, and then
    throw a mystery liquid. She usually has 2 cups full of liquid on the
    windowsill with her. I imagine that the troll is the landlady. What is
    good about this apartment is that you could gather lots of important
    information about her, as everyone in my building really wants to know
    more about her. She has yelled stuff at one of my landlords, but he also
    seems to get into fights with anyone old and Polish. Luckily, no one in
    Greenpoint is old and/or Polish. Just a thought. __._,_.___"
    Thursday, June 22nd, 2006
    5:31 pm
    more later, but first:

    tonite... last night they played KLUB EXIT, the polish disco on my block. it was a liquid sky moment - a nightclub like the inside of the Joker's Vat with lots of acid splashes and question marks on the back of bartender's jackets, tall steel french fries as decor. the first band still sounds like en vogue, with all the members collapsed outside in a heap after playing and after them some industrial SPK duo with the guy who dresses slightly like madonna in her danceteria tomboy period, sans bra (painter's cap, soft-flannel shirt unbuttoned, jeans rolled up over leggings, loose shoulders and stretching out on the length of the bar) erase errata were so, so good. totally mesmerizing. i didn't know what to expect, but with just three of them, they sounded so powerful and i was just rapt. DARREN BROWN, WHERE WERE YOU?
    Tuesday, June 13th, 2006
    11:26 am
    the inside of the theatre was like a seashell...
    Monday, June 12th, 2006
    9:42 am
    c'est le dreck
    suffering from HEAVY-DUTY brain drain - the full moon in Sagittarius on Sunday night was much too mucho for me. just a bunch of bad luck and boredom. the kind of good thing we're leaving for toron-TOH in a few days - anyone have any favorite spots, perfect perches for a bird-brain???

    i totally felt like the character in the Dorothy Parker short story, From the Diary of a New York Lady, where it's clear that the author is super spoiled, hypocritical and oblivious. her friends don't return her calls, she's always mad about something, and then she's just too restless to read even one page of her book. she screams because the manicurist painted her nails with a disgusting tangerine polish, but then goes on at length about a dumb party where Stewie Hunter led the band with his shoe. I started reading it to mike and he was like "can you stop? it's giving me a headache." ...metaphor for my weekend...so i buried my nose in these nice things instead:

    a shy, withdrawn child and his summers of smoke

    kola champers that taste of bubblegum

    a few choice screamers:
    "the hamburger wearies more quickly than the roast."
    "the girl, through a pane, in the beating rain."
    "he wanted to lick the conditioner out of her locks."

    also, when I watch things like this i sort of veer back on the lohan-wagon. did you not cry during parent trap? how i *love* freckled shoulders.
    Thursday, June 8th, 2006
    10:39 am
    is this the same dress?

    on the left, some girl's design at barney's, & on the right, my 50 cent gilles dufour dress from the 90's
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