My biggest pet peeve is Ks instead of Cs* This sign at the Woodbury Commons Outlet in New York is the worst offender I have seen by far. In other news, I have decided not to have kids for another two years. At least.
(*Again, the exception is my old middle school dance dj Krazy Kat because he was awesome and he facilitated many eager kisses on the dance floor. “I finally found the looove of a lifetime…)
The one good memory of La Charreada aka Rodeo in Guadalajara. (Sorry I’m not down with lassoing underfed horses and calf-tying.)
How Could Rachel Ray Publish This?
I picked up a copy of Rachel Ray’s Everyday magazine at the airport the other day. I figured, “Hey, let me help out print media AND pick up a new batch of quick recipes for the Fall.”
This is the October issue which is also the Halloween issue so the magazine is chock-full of Halloween ideas as well as a spread on Oktoberfest fare.
But Rachel Ray had readers send in their favorite Halloween creations and this one made me not want to eat food again. Gretchen writes:
Create a fake body! Cover your table in plastic wrap and set out lettuce “grass.” Over it, lay ripped clothing stuffed with food “body parts.” Get creative! You can have pork ribs emerging from the shirt, breadstick “bones” poking out of pant legs, whole steamed carrots in place of arms, and piped mashed potatoes oozing from the head to look like brains!”
I should have bought Gourmet magazine instead.
The receipt is still in this book. It’s dated 11/29/2007. I finally cracked it open on 9/20/2009. So far, it’s ok. I’m still in the Italy part and the best stuff comes whenever she’s not talking about her meltdowns. Also, am now trying to figure out how to fly to Italy before 2009 is out.






The Sweet Valley High board game from 1988. “Can you find your boyfriend in time for the big date.” This is where my ultimate expectations for high school were born. Then the 90s happened. Still, I’d like to thank my parents for leaving all the stuff in my old bedroom closet untouched.
LA’s Garment District: Amongst $5 silk tops, $10 floor-length cotton dresses, numerous Forever21 rejects, and $2 bright orange fishnet stockings you can also buy a bunny for $20. I didn’t ask about the bird.
A squirrel with an entire piece of bread (!) in his mouth scurrying down Shenandoah. Have squirrels evolved from their love of nuts?
Do not ever want to be a professional red carpet photographer. Although I did learn some new poses for drunken nights at the Gaslite. Also, that sultry, puckered lips, sex pot look seen on most wannabe starlets? Very, very, very well-rehearsed.
My Beatles record collection. The two on the right were stolen from my dad. The other two were Alameda Flea Market purchases.
