the people at the bank love my little brother henry. they give him treats so he loves them, too.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Monday, March 23, 2009
Friday, March 20, 2009
it's been a few months since i changed my brita water filter and there are carbon bits floating around the inside, so i went to ingles to get some more.
i checked the hardware aisle.
i checked the bottled water aisle.
i checked the baking aisle.
i checked the jewish food aisle where i swear i'd bought them before.
fine, you win, i'll ask a manager stocking shelves. i knew he was a manager from his white button down shirt and tie. he told me they no longer stock water filters.
he said there wasn't enough room for water filters anymore after the last 'reset.'
this store is huge. tens of thousands of square feet. it has a full pharmacy inside the store. it has a full deli inside the store. it has a freestanding starbucks inside the store. it has a full movie rental store inside the store.
they must've had to make room for this disgusting salad wing and olive bar and could no longer spare 1 square foot of shelf space for brita filters.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Monday, March 16, 2009
it's now been 2 years since nacho, holden and i moved to asheville from sun diego. i had high expectations and they've been exceeded. it's a most accepting, creative place, aesthetically pleasing, with plenty of opportunity for recreation, full of relatively aware unfake people. i love living here.
yesterday was a goodbye party for friends who are moving to tennessee.
in the words of billy joel:
so many faces in and out of my life,
some will last, some will just be now and then.
life is a series of hellos and goodbyes,
i'm afraid it's time for goodbye again.
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Thursday, March 12, 2009
i went to the orange peel last night and the show was great.
we got there about 10 minutes before the band went on and the place was already pretty full. i showed my ticket to the guy at the door. i showed my license to the guy on the stool inside the door. then a girl behind him about my age said she had to look in my bag. it was sideways across my body so i started to open it up to show her the insides. she said no take it off and put it on the table. so i did. she asked if i needed to go put anything back in the car, any drugs or alcohol. i said no. she proceeded to open, unzip and unvelcro every pocket, took out my wallet, opened it, opened the change purse inside my wallet, pulled out my chapstick, tampons, keys, physically handled every single thing in the bag. i felt completely violated, especially since she asked if there was anything in there and i said no. i have been to many festivals and rock and jamband shows at big arenas with tight security and have never been searched so invasively as at the orange peel last night. it left a rancid impression and in this recession where i'm already cutting way back on shows i see, to avoid further hassle, privacy violations, and excessive searches, i will not be back to the orange peel unless it's a dire emergency (ie tea leaf green is playing).
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Monday, March 09, 2009
when i look at this door i see a smiley face giving me the thumbs up.
spring has sprung in north carolina, at least for the last few days. daffodils and crocuses are out. i went for a walk in flip flops for the first time since probably august and halfway through the skin on the top of my feet was ripped so badly i walked the last mile and a half barefoot. every single person i passed on the way said 'nice day for going barefoot.' which is true, but it's not too nice walking on asphalt and concrete barefoot. the skin on the bottom of my feet is also ripped now. but a week ago there were 4 inches of snow on the ground and i was wearing eskimo boots, so i am not complaining.
Friday, March 06, 2009
Wednesday, March 04, 2009
Tuesday, March 03, 2009
Monday, March 02, 2009
this guy in nebraska made a bong out of a duct taped shoebox and put his cat in there to try to calm it down. i see he has scratches on his neck in the mugshot that could be evidence the cat needed to chill.
"This cat was just dazed," Sgt. Andy Stebbing said. "She was on the front seat of the cop car, wrapped in a blanket, and never moved all the way to the humane society."
full story here.