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1. Talking to a 13 year old, checking in on what’s cool with The Kids These Days. Twilight is still “in”, though there are some concerns about RPattz because he looks “like 80 years older than he did in the first movie. I think it’s because he’s an alcoholic.” Errmm. Okay… I didn’t press to see what she meant, but I guess it’s natural for the younger set to be a bit standoffish the older he gets. He is a grown up, after all. And to be true, Boyfriend has a tendancy for the boozyness, but perhaps I don’t notice so much because we have that in common (though I am much less inclined to be photographed drunk at some gala…or while being interviewed…)

(the search for this photo was “rob drunk”. no last name. and there were a LOT. So okay maybe a slight issue with drinking. But really, if I were photo’d that much when I was 24? hmm…)

2. My 5 year old daughter picked out this book out of all the books in the whole store. I could not be more proud:

So: bad parent poll:
It’s kind of a cool book, with factual info on vampire bats and crazy blood drinkers in history, including, of course, Vlad the Impaler (yes! bedtime reading fun!) But it also talks about vamps sort of like they are real, although they occasionally stress that these are myths. The thing is, I want to tell her “no, these are just stories” at the same time that I want to be like, “Yes! There are vampires and they sparkle and it is AWESOME!” which, you know, only in my pea-brain as far as I can tell. (you see? you see what I did there? I WANT IT TO BE TRUE). So the question is, am I allowing her to engage in age-appropriate fantasy, or am I raising a Weird Kid who will eventually shoot up her college campus after a severe break with reality?

Today I walked into the Haymarket and saw the Mayor. She looked at me and gave me the Half-Smile Of Sort-of Recognition! YES!
This is Phase One of my World Domination Plan: get city officials to think, “Who is that girl?”

Final Phase: Major Celebrities and possibly The President will look at me and think, “I sort of know who that is…I think?” Paparazzi will occasionally take a photo of me, and then have to Google to see if I am actually famous (answer: A Little!)

Bill and I podcast from the beach, and I am drunk the whole time. This affects my insight and commentary not at all.

So, do you guys know Jen? She is, in the language of my people, Wicked Cute. And talented! She wrote a book that I won’t shut up about, and she is writing more because I am forcing her to as we speak. So, to keep in her good graces, and because she is adorable, I will do as she asks and write seven fun facts about myself.

Ready? Here goes:

1. I can weld metal, though I have not had the opportunity for several years now. I miss it. Taking solid steel and making it all soft and orangey and melty is very satisfying in a visceral way.

2. I can’t sing, though I want to learn. I can dance, though. I took 3 semesters of Ballroom in college and several other swing/lindy classes since. I really really love it.

3. I have never been out of the country, except once to Jamaica. This is mainly due to lack of funds, very much not a lack of desire, and is an embarrassing thing to admit, since I tend to think poorly of others who have never left the US. I would like to live in Italy for an extended amount of time.

4. The first concert I ever saw was the Monkee’s Reunion Tourin 1986. The first play I ever saw was Annie in 1980.

5. I read The Telltale Heart by Edgar Allen Poe when I was eight and didn’t sleep for an entire week.

6. Okay, the ballroom dance thing probably tipped you off, but I LOOOOVE musicals from the 1940s. Singing in the Rain is my favorite, but anything that has many people dancing in unison will set my heart a-flutter. It is the same with flash mobs. They sort of make me cry a little.

7. I have never had a broken bone.
7a. I secretly fear that somehow me saying that will result in me getting in a horrible accident and breaking a bone, even though I am very aware that is not how the universe works.

Aaaaannnd, Scene.

Hey kids! Sorry about the grump rant last night. I was on my last mental leg, or straw. Something like that. HOWEVER, now that I have listened to this week’s Liberal Oasis Radio Show Podcast, no less than a dozen bluebirds have landed on my shoulder.

Okay, not really, but srsly that whole Princess Bride Policy Quote from that GOP idiot really sort of made my day, and THEN I got to talk about Eclipse which you know is the film that will Heal the World with its sparkles of LOVE, so just download it to your ipod now, will ya?


Or just go to the Liberal Oasis site and check out all the goodies there!

I know, I know. 40 posts about vampire books and now I am going to bitch about my kid. Could I be more fascinating? But you know what? To paraphrase: Suck it, motherfuckers.
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We met a cute girl at the Eclipse midnight show who was pregnant. Adorable.