the more exciting something is, the less you have to say about it. don't believe me?
watch this:
we are under contract (or "in escrow", if you prefer) at 1475.
and also i got a library card today.
okay, all done!
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Monday, June 23, 2008
who loves gay people?
what an absolutely ridiculous question. regardless, that is the text message i chose to send to see who was going to come with us to Denver's own gay pride parade.
I can't exactly explain my desperate need to go to whatever Pride parade i can get my hands on. or rather, i can. I remember my mom telling me The Secret that her great friend Ron was gay. I remember, at age 7, that there was something to hide about this man who i adored to no ends. to be honest, he was about the only father figure i had. this was way before anyone was "fabulous". it was a dirty dirty secret. It was before people started getting sick, when the secret became even dirtier. ron did get sick and he ran away when i was a teenager. but he came back for mom's memorial.....that's another story for another time.
i have no intention of preaching too much here. i just know that i love many straight people and i love many gay people. If there is a parade celebrating anyone that i love's equality, diversity, freedom, love and life, i'm there. it's not my fault that straight people are so unorganized that they can't even get an f-ing parade together.
It wasn't an SF Pride parade. It wasn't as flamboyant and it wasn't nearly as naked. we didn't see one single pair of nipples. But what we did see was a community figuring it out. Lots of democrats asking for votes. Lots of big companies announcing their acceptance (and admitting that gay money is just as good as straight money....hello Comcast). It was more political and less disco. it was lovely. and, as always, PFLAG made me bawl a teeny bit. as always, neil photoblogified for all of our enjoyment:
I can't exactly explain my desperate need to go to whatever Pride parade i can get my hands on. or rather, i can. I remember my mom telling me The Secret that her great friend Ron was gay. I remember, at age 7, that there was something to hide about this man who i adored to no ends. to be honest, he was about the only father figure i had. this was way before anyone was "fabulous". it was a dirty dirty secret. It was before people started getting sick, when the secret became even dirtier. ron did get sick and he ran away when i was a teenager. but he came back for mom's memorial.....that's another story for another time.
i have no intention of preaching too much here. i just know that i love many straight people and i love many gay people. If there is a parade celebrating anyone that i love's equality, diversity, freedom, love and life, i'm there. it's not my fault that straight people are so unorganized that they can't even get an f-ing parade together.
It wasn't an SF Pride parade. It wasn't as flamboyant and it wasn't nearly as naked. we didn't see one single pair of nipples. But what we did see was a community figuring it out. Lots of democrats asking for votes. Lots of big companies announcing their acceptance (and admitting that gay money is just as good as straight money....hello Comcast). It was more political and less disco. it was lovely. and, as always, PFLAG made me bawl a teeny bit. as always, neil photoblogified for all of our enjoyment:
Saturday, June 21, 2008
I don't know which Gorman to thank for this.
sent to me by J Gorman. Starring M Gorman....and R Nelson. Mother F-er. see it to believe it:
Friday, June 20, 2008
Rest In Peace, Ollie
Of all of the cats, Ollie was always a favorite of mine. Of the 19 years i have known Sticky, Ollie has been there for all of them, plus 1. I kind of think i might of been a favorite of Ollie's as well, but that could just be wishful thinking. You will be missed, Oliver.
We had a really great night. As noted below, we went to see Slim Cessna's Auto Club at Red Rocks. It's the venue that tops all venues. For the band, it is a big deal because it has the largest capacity of any place they have ever played (i am guessing). For the audience, it is just a stunning place to be. It's not normal, the scenery there. Gigantic red rocks jet from the ground, looking more like space ships that crashed there from somewhere else long long ago. every seat is a great seat. the winds were blowing like crazy. we started up top and worked our way down....all the while, Shane and Tiana's baby girl who is due in the end of September was kicking up a storm of her own.
Sound!:
Shane!:
The Audience!:
After the show, everyone settled in for a showing of Fight Club. We hiked up the 4,682,700 stairs, bought Shane a beer and watched the lightning on the horizon. Not bad for a $10 night.
Sound!:
Shane!:
The Audience!:
After the show, everyone settled in for a showing of Fight Club. We hiked up the 4,682,700 stairs, bought Shane a beer and watched the lightning on the horizon. Not bad for a $10 night.
Thursday, June 19, 2008
weather.con, is more like it
When you live in a place where the weather can change drastically with a moment's notice, you pay attention. weather.com can help you with this in two ways. one, you can go to weather.com at your leisure and see what the weather is now, what it will be for the next ten days, and even what it will be on each hour for the next 10 hours. if you are extra devoted to the cause, you can download their desktop whatsit, and it will also tell you the current temp in your area on your computer's toolbar. if there is a monstrous hazard coming your way, your little toolbar icon will blink red. it's deluxe. i have it. i believed.
the last 7 days in denver have promised high 80's with thunderstorms in the afternoon. for six of those seven days, my little toolbar icon would say 93. i'd look outside and there wasn't a cloud to be seen. but if i went to weather.con, it still said a high of 80whatever and thunderstorms.
long story long: weather.con lies. it lies 10 days in advance and it lies on an hourly basis. now you know.
today, the blessed 7th day. highs in the 80s and thunderstorms. it may be perfection in a day. but it is not perfection in weather.con.
HOUSING UPDATE: (for those who read this for something besides a weather report). much has happened. but it is only relevant if something comes of it. you can pee in a toilet in a house you want and you can blogify about it for days, but only when you get the house do you actually Get The House. but here goes anyways......
we had some inspections done at the desired tinkle house (to be known as DTH going forward). First was a sewer line inspection. No go, folks. All of the beautiful trees have gone and rooted their way through the line. Lovely Sellers agreed to get the line derooted. Yay! Shouldn't take but an hour and really, no big deal.
The next morning we met the all around inspector, Jerry. Jerry looks like a midwest relative of Marky Mark, but not like Donny Whalberg. Go figure. We loved him. As we were there with Jerry, a bunch of men in reflective yellow vests showed up with a backhoe. Apparently the sewer line called for a bit more than a simple snaking. There was partial fence removal and sod overturning. There was a lot. Frankly, there was 11K worth of work to be done. And It Was Done. And it was a very very big deal.
Made me feel like a bit of an a-hole for wanting to complain about the sticky drawer in the built in.
Lovely Sellers are eager to sell. We are so eager to buy. Shanis *thinks* we might get 2 offers on SF house. Progress is happening, but again....none of it counts until it does. oh, and the all around inspection of DTH came up with very little. In fact, i think Neil was happy when things came up. He likes working on houses. weirdo.
Tomorrow we are going to see Shane's band play at Red Rocks. http://www.slimcessnasautoclub.com/news/index.asp
They have this thing Friday nights where a band plays and then they show a movie. tomorrow's movie is Fight Club. Next week is Shaun of the Dead (see this movie if you haven't already done so!). It's an absolutely stunning venue so i think it should be quite fun. you know what would make it even better? Thunder storms. i'm just saying. and i am also saying that i will believe it when i see it, thank you very much.
Click on this and make it bigger. you can see the lightning in the bottom. this is what we watched from our back yard this evening:
this is just a really cool picture Neil took tonight:
he's the best photoblogotographer a gal could ever hope for.
the last 7 days in denver have promised high 80's with thunderstorms in the afternoon. for six of those seven days, my little toolbar icon would say 93. i'd look outside and there wasn't a cloud to be seen. but if i went to weather.con, it still said a high of 80whatever and thunderstorms.
long story long: weather.con lies. it lies 10 days in advance and it lies on an hourly basis. now you know.
today, the blessed 7th day. highs in the 80s and thunderstorms. it may be perfection in a day. but it is not perfection in weather.con.
HOUSING UPDATE: (for those who read this for something besides a weather report). much has happened. but it is only relevant if something comes of it. you can pee in a toilet in a house you want and you can blogify about it for days, but only when you get the house do you actually Get The House. but here goes anyways......
we had some inspections done at the desired tinkle house (to be known as DTH going forward). First was a sewer line inspection. No go, folks. All of the beautiful trees have gone and rooted their way through the line. Lovely Sellers agreed to get the line derooted. Yay! Shouldn't take but an hour and really, no big deal.
The next morning we met the all around inspector, Jerry. Jerry looks like a midwest relative of Marky Mark, but not like Donny Whalberg. Go figure. We loved him. As we were there with Jerry, a bunch of men in reflective yellow vests showed up with a backhoe. Apparently the sewer line called for a bit more than a simple snaking. There was partial fence removal and sod overturning. There was a lot. Frankly, there was 11K worth of work to be done. And It Was Done. And it was a very very big deal.
Made me feel like a bit of an a-hole for wanting to complain about the sticky drawer in the built in.
Lovely Sellers are eager to sell. We are so eager to buy. Shanis *thinks* we might get 2 offers on SF house. Progress is happening, but again....none of it counts until it does. oh, and the all around inspection of DTH came up with very little. In fact, i think Neil was happy when things came up. He likes working on houses. weirdo.
Tomorrow we are going to see Shane's band play at Red Rocks. http://www.slimcessnasautoclub.com/news/index.asp
They have this thing Friday nights where a band plays and then they show a movie. tomorrow's movie is Fight Club. Next week is Shaun of the Dead (see this movie if you haven't already done so!). It's an absolutely stunning venue so i think it should be quite fun. you know what would make it even better? Thunder storms. i'm just saying. and i am also saying that i will believe it when i see it, thank you very much.
Click on this and make it bigger. you can see the lightning in the bottom. this is what we watched from our back yard this evening:
this is just a really cool picture Neil took tonight:
he's the best photoblogotographer a gal could ever hope for.
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Thank You Kevin Garnett
Remember years ago when i was obsessed with basketball? I gave my heart to the Sacramento Kings. Yes, Webber and company were great at the game. But what I loved the most about them (because I am a girl who cries and such) was how they all interacted with each other. They had heart. They had BBQ's in the off season. They took care of each other.
I would go to bars to watch games, specifically if they were playing the Lakers (Boo!). Me, the only girl in the bar and more often than not, the only Kings fan in the bar. Me and my stupid obsession with character. Me and my heartstrings getting yanked all over the place by the most underdoggy of all teams ever. The Kings always put up a fight (sometimes literally), but the Lakers (more Boo!) would always prevail. Man, the Lakers seem like a cocky bunch.
The last thing Mom and I did together was watch the NBA All Star Game. Then Mom died. I lost track of the NBA and the Kings somehow lost track of themselves.
It's been hard for me to get back into watching basketball. Dig deep, psyche! Oh why would that be? But once i discovered that KG and the Celtics were going up against the Lakers, I was intrigued. Kevin Garnett has always been a favorite of mine. He's all heart (and smiles). He takes care of his teammates. He's overtly emotional. He's REALLY good at what he does. He gives a crap. If i had to pick one NBA player to be my neighbor, I am pretty sure I'd pick KG.
And then there's Kobe. Kobe got MVP this year. Kobe isn't much of a team player, though. Not neighbor material at all. In the end, Kobe did not get the ring. KG did.
The team that played best As A Team won the Finals, and they did it in the form of a 39 point lead. And it makes my girly little heart sing.
I would go to bars to watch games, specifically if they were playing the Lakers (Boo!). Me, the only girl in the bar and more often than not, the only Kings fan in the bar. Me and my stupid obsession with character. Me and my heartstrings getting yanked all over the place by the most underdoggy of all teams ever. The Kings always put up a fight (sometimes literally), but the Lakers (more Boo!) would always prevail. Man, the Lakers seem like a cocky bunch.
The last thing Mom and I did together was watch the NBA All Star Game. Then Mom died. I lost track of the NBA and the Kings somehow lost track of themselves.
It's been hard for me to get back into watching basketball. Dig deep, psyche! Oh why would that be? But once i discovered that KG and the Celtics were going up against the Lakers, I was intrigued. Kevin Garnett has always been a favorite of mine. He's all heart (and smiles). He takes care of his teammates. He's overtly emotional. He's REALLY good at what he does. He gives a crap. If i had to pick one NBA player to be my neighbor, I am pretty sure I'd pick KG.
And then there's Kobe. Kobe got MVP this year. Kobe isn't much of a team player, though. Not neighbor material at all. In the end, Kobe did not get the ring. KG did.
The team that played best As A Team won the Finals, and they did it in the form of a 39 point lead. And it makes my girly little heart sing.
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