Saturday, October 11, 2008

One of my favorite


Mariella&Hirok-20, originally uploaded by Giusva Cennamo.

bits about weddings- the casual, non-posed shots. This pic from a wedding in Italy is so cool- you can tell that everyone is just so very happy with the moment. Or at least with the wine.

Friday, October 10, 2008

Gooooorgeous


pic of my girl, Adele.
Such a pretty kid.




GA

at the launch of their book, 'Dreams That Glitter,' something I NEED for Christmas.
L-R-

Love Kimba's dress, but am concerned about the size of her ginormous earrings.

Miz Harding=FIERCE AS HELL.

Nicola looks like a ginger Barbie. Love the fishnets, Miss Roberts.

Chezza=FIERCE AS HELL.

Nadine's skirt makes her look really short-waisted. Great gams, though.

Random

Fatboy blogging.

Yes, Holden, the world's most spoiled Persian, drinks from the sink. Thanks for teaching him how to do that, Dad!

*grumbles*










Amazing Graffiti by Banksy close to the Roundhouse - Camden Town, London

Thursday, October 09, 2008

Randon ten

1. From Despair To Where- Manic Street Preachers
2. For The Girl- The Fratellis
3. Does He Love You?- Rilo Kiley
4. You Got Yr. Cherry Bomb- Spoon
5. Tangled- Maroon 5
6. Cold Shoulder- Adele
7. While My Guitar Gently Weeps- The Beatles
8. The Promise- Girls Aloud
9. Come On Come On- Jet
10. We Can Work It Out- Stevie Wonder

Bonus-
11. Man In the Corner Shop- The Jam
12. Too Many Sandwiches- Stereophonics

They just don't get it, do they?

You're not cool. You don't get the pop culture or the rock and rollers. Quit your whining and deal with it. Call Lee Greenwood. He doesn't have anything else going on, I'm sure.

Why does Dave Grohl "hate America?"

I love him more every day.

Another rock act has objected to the use of its music by Senator John McCain’s presidential campaign. This time it’s the band Foo Fighters, protesting the campaign’s use of its song “My Hero” at rallies. “ ‘My Hero’ was written as a celebration of the common man and his extraordinary potential,” the band said in a statement released on Wednesday. “To have it appropriated without our knowledge and used in a manner that perverts the original sentiment of the lyric just tarnishes the song.” Last month the band Heart demanded that the McCain campaign stop playing its song “Barracuda” at public appearances by Gov. Sarah Palin. And in August Jackson Browne filed suit against the Ohio Republican Party for using his song “Running on Empty” in a television commercial without his permission.

Wednesday, October 08, 2008

Hmmm

When being totally honest, everyone has something about themselves they'd like to change. Bad hair, foot odor, crap sense of humor, flatulence, et al...

Me? One would think I'd like to have a concave stomach or an actual arse (rather than have total flatness from the waist down), but you'd be wrong there.

I want to be a pretty crier. Someone who evokes sympathy, empathy, rather than "Dear GOD, how has her face swollen to that level? She's all blotchy and sneezy! And how can she keep her eyes open when they're so puffy?"

Seriously, I turn into Orry in 'North and South' when I cry.

I can't handle this

Today, I said goodbye to my dog, Daisy.

Dais AKA The Poodle is 13+ years old, and she's been sliding rapidly downhill for the past few months. She's so thin and ill, it breaks my heart to see her. We would have taken her to the vet today, to put her out of her misery, but it's rained a whole bunch this week, and we couldn't bury her. We've her casket ready. My cousin made it on Monday.

I just sat with her in the garage, weeping over her shivering body, placing an old flannel shirt beneath her head to comfort her. I told her that Duke, our late, lamented marmie, was waiting for her at the Rainbow Bridge, and that we'd be along many years from now when they were both rested and strong. That we'd be looking for them.

I told her I wanted her to go to sleep, and not wake up. That I loved her. That I wanted her to be healthy again. To be whole again. To be able to run and play and swim and shake her wet self onto a human again.

I think she understood me, because she breathed deeply and fell asleep, not aware that her transition into another world was eased from the tears of a human that loved her. That loves her enough to tell her to let go.

You are a Good Dog, Daisy.

Tuesday, October 07, 2008

Seriously,

Tina Fey is so awesome, it defies description. And now she's writing a book. Which benefits school libraries.

Be still my heart.

But last month, everything changed. Tina Fey's newfound mega-celebrity may be the only good thing to have come out of Sarah Palin's V.P. nomination. When Fey returned to her old stomping grounds, "Saturday Night Live," to skewer Palin, the show's ratings shot up by 49 percent. And on Sept. 21, when she won no fewer than three Emmys, Fey gave the most inspiring acceptance speech I've ever heard.

You'd think, with so much going on, Fey would be tempted to rest on her laurels, at least for a month or two. Not so. This week comes word that she's writing her first book, which the New York Post reports will be a Nora Ephron-style essay collection.

Sweet Jesus,

I adore Shawn Johnson. The wee hippie wore her peace sign earrings to meet the chimp.


Monday, October 06, 2008

I'm guessing that

on the morning of the Q awards, Cerys Matthews woke up on the crazy side of the bed.

Too cool

On Saturday, Bruce Springsteen kicked off three days of Vote For Change concerts on behalf of Barack Obama with a powerful acoustic set that drew estimated 50,000 to the Ben Franklin Parkway in Philadelphia. Cutting a distinctly Woody Guthriesque profile in rolled up flannel, denim and tousled hair, Springsteen stood atop a 30 foot high stage emblazoned with the word “CHANGE” and belted out a seven-song, 45 minute acoustic set as a gift for Obama volunteers and a catalyst for the disengaged to register to vote. Plenty of people heard the call — according to the Obama campaign, some 21,000 new voters were registered as a result of the event.

Sunday, October 05, 2008

Bouquet from this weekend

Gorg


'8 Dead Boys'- Babyshambles

Don't get me wrong, I love me some Grandad, but God, Paddy's a brilliant guitar player.

My work over the weekend

Fleurs for my girl's wedding in sweet home Chicago.