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Things have been shitty lately -- I have a possible driver's licence suspension coming up, I locked myself out of the house with the two pugs in the snow while Jeremy was out of town, and the cold weather has really been beating me down. But it's almost spring! I have friends coming in town for the next two weeks! My boss is being awesome and doing everything his lawyer self can do to help me work out the suspension! I have an amazing, AMAZING boyfriend who has been so awesome and supportive! My pugs are adorable!<br />
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Happy freaking birthday to me!brandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723067801627735750noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513812830673687523.post-66679002826496415682010-03-02T19:47:00.004-05:002010-03-02T19:57:17.230-05:00Monotonix in AshevilleMonotonix played at the Rocket Club in Asheville. The lead singer Ami Shalev had broken his leg the night before, but the show went on anyway, perhaps a bit more subdued than usual.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">More <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cherryvalentino/sets/72157623543864980/">here.</a></div>brandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723067801627735750noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513812830673687523.post-61750277825217505242010-03-02T18:21:00.001-05:002010-03-02T18:21:32.364-05:00march 2 2010<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cherryvalentino/4402659608/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4041/4402659608_97956a912e.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cherryvalentino/4402659608/">march 2 2010</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/cherryvalentino/">cherry valentino</a>.</span></div><p>oh, spring, will you ever come?</p>brandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723067801627735750noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513812830673687523.post-64806709950167585602010-02-10T11:57:00.001-05:002010-02-10T11:57:39.146-05:00Our Love is all of God's Money<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cherryvalentino/524383428/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/195/524383428_41b9a00804.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cherryvalentino/524383428/">rosary</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/cherryvalentino/">cherry valentino</a>.</span></div><p>This is my most-viewed photograph on Flickr. It's a sunprint that I made of a Rosary I got at the Vatican Museum in Rome after seeing the Sistine Chapel.</p>brandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723067801627735750noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513812830673687523.post-15348904785985373922010-01-25T11:55:00.004-05:002010-01-25T12:12:21.665-05:00LAB (Lexington Avenue Brewery) ReviewJeremy and I went downtown Sunday to visit an antique store I found that is the closest resemblance I've found in Asheville to the flea markets we frequented in Arkansas, but unfortunately it was closed. To make our rainy adventure not a complete bust, we visited LAB, which we've wanted to try since it opened, but weren't exactly willing to fight the crowds to do so.<br /><br />Lucky for us, it was nearly empty at 2 p.m. on Sunday afternoon. The place is absolutely gorgeous, and I'm sure the patio area will be great in the summer. The menu has some great looking stuff on there, and it's all reasonably priced in the $5-$12 range. I had a hard time choosing between the tempeh reuben and the veggie pot pie, but in the end the veggie pot pie won out. It didn't take nearly as long to get as I expected. It had a delicious puff pastry on the top with diced tomatoes and butter as a garnish. The inside was a bit soupier than I expected, and also very sweet, but absolutely delicious. It had chunks of squash (butternut I think), peas, and tiny cubes of chewy tofu and larger chunks of tempeh. The only complaint I had was the tempeh. The rest is incredibly sweet, so the tempeh's graininess just didn't compliment it well at all. I picked those pieces out.<br /><br />Jeremy had the soup of the day, which was black bean with cilantro. It. Was. Delicious. I couldn't believe how strong the flavors in it were, and it was far better than any other soup I've had at any restaurant in town. The only criticism of it is that it didn't come with any chips or crackers or anything. The menu lists that the rest of the soups come with flatbread, so I'm not sure if it was an oversight or if the soup of the day just doesn't come with it.<br /><br />As for the beer, I'm not a beer drinker, but Jeremy was quite pleased with both. The stout I tasted had a nice coffee aftertaste and a lovely dark color. He also tried the porter at the suggestion of our waiter, and he said that it was good.<br /><br />The place was large, but well spaced out so the tables aren't all crammed together. I don't think it's large enough to require a hostess like some have suggested. It just seems to me that if you take a large group out during rush hours, you should expect to have to wait a bit for a table, especially at a brewery where people are likely to spend time hanging out and drinking.<br /><br />We can't wait to go back and try more food and especially the desserts! Maybe I can get some photos next time.brandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723067801627735750noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513812830673687523.post-49655967391432436612010-01-04T16:17:00.003-05:002010-01-04T16:35:50.024-05:002010!Is it really 2010? I guess it is. Soon it will be time to celebrate a year of having our adopted pug, Porter, time to mail out a hundred or so handmade valentines, time to celebrate my continued downhill slide towards 30, time to scratch enough money to take a few summer trips, and time to drink sweet tea on the porch and watch fireflies light up our yard. That seems FAR too long away, especially since it's currently 15 degrees outside with a windchill of around -10. BRRRRRR!<br /><br />In honor of 2010 (twenty-ten or two thousand and ten?), here's a list of things I'd like to do with this year. Not necessarily resolutions. More like goals, really.<br /><br />1. Learn to make delicious veggie stock. We always buy the tiny $3 boxes that taste sort of like lipgloss, and I know I can make a big yummy vat of it easily if I just take the time to do so. <br /><br />2. Visit Chicago. I've never been and it seems like a fun place. And aren't Rick Bayless' restaurants there?<br /><br />3. Complete a knitted project. I'm thinking of a mustachioed cowl that's currently on knitty, but maybe if I start a light summer cardigan now I'll have it finished by then. Or a pair of socks. Or really ANYTHING other than a scarf.<br /><br />4. Lose 25 pounds and be a more active, healthy person. I'm not getting any younger and my family is not the healthiest bunch. I need to get motivated. I was going to this week, but when it's 10 degrees or less out, the LAST thing I want to do is get into some gym clothes. I'm going to lift my little five pound weights while under my electric blanket sipping hot chocolate. I'm also taking a yoga class at AB Tech, so there's two more days of exercise than I'm getting now, and I love yoga, so that's an added bonus!<br /><br />5. Take more photos. I didn't get that Nikon for nothin'. I want to build a light box and make good use of it. I want to take more photos at shows I go to. I want to organize them better, back them up, and have a system. I want to update my flickr more.<br /><br />6. Learn to be a better baker. I have a crappy oven, a small kitchen, little time, no patience, and yet I still LOVE LOVE LOVE baking things. I'm going to try to get better at it. I decided to drop out of the baking and pastry arts program at AB Tech. I was only going part-time and it was impossible for me to get much out of it that way. It's a very 9-5, five day a week program, and I was trying to do a couple hours here and there, which just didn't really work and yet made my life far more hectic than it was worth. I'm still taking a couple of classes just because I'd already gotten financial aid and been advised and all that, but nothing that will take up so much of my week and effort. <br /><br />7. Write more letters! Possibly get a P.O. Box for out-of-state, stranger pen pals. It seems appealing, but of course I can't use my home address.<br /><br />8. Get my finances in order and possibly get a second job. I'm in debt. Not any more than anyone else my age, but I need to get it together. I'd like to be fairly stable by the time I'm 30 and I think that's a reasonable goal that I can reach. I listed all my credit card debt with APRs, minimum payments, credit lines, available credit, etc. in a fancy excel sheet, and also made a budget the same way. It was depressing, but at least now I know exactly what I'm facing. I can do it!<br /><br />9. Learn to swim. I've said this every year. I'll say it again, and I mean it as much as I meant all the other years.<br /><br />10. Have. More. Fun. The things I remember the most about this year are the fun times with my friends, naturally. The days in between those are just a beige blur of desks and laundry and minutia. The road trips, car sing-a-longs, dinner parties, dance nights, and movie marathons are what stand out. I want more of that. <br /><br />What are you doing this year?brandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723067801627735750noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513812830673687523.post-31165602234435712752010-01-04T16:14:00.001-05:002010-01-04T16:14:52.420-05:002009 RundownThings<br />1 King Khan and the Shrines Birthday weekend.<br />2 Ocracoke Island Vacation<br />3 Gonerfest.<br />4 Visits from friends (Trip, Kandi and Katee, Juli and Jim, Amber and Ryan, Justin and Tabetha, Steve)<br />5 Parties at Juli’s house/studio. Pinatas! Photo booths! Live Bands!<br />6 Having Dance-offs with my brother, Jordan<br />7 Prom! At the Grey Eagle<br />8 Awesome concerts/watching the entire series of the Wire obsessively with Jeremy<br />9 Getting a surprise trip to Atlanta to eat at Woodfire Grill and go to the Bodies Exhibition<br />10 When Porter and Nocci finally started getting along!<br />11 Being snowed in with Jeremy and making chili and hot chocolate and fires.<br /><br /><br />Music (not necessarily new stuff, just what I listened to the most)<br />1 Man Man<br />2 Langhorne Slim<br />3 Okkervil River<br />4 King Khan and the Shrines<br />5 Bryan Hartley and/or Halfacre Gunroom<br />6 Nobunny<br />7 The Hold Steady<br />8 Songs:Ohia/Magnolia Electric Company<br />9 Ryan Adams<br />10 Amanda Blank<br /><br />Movies<br />1 Fantastic Mr. Fox<br />2 Inglorious Basterds<br />3 District 9<br />4 Zombieland<br />5 Adventureland<br />6 Friday the 13th (I’m a sucker for horror stuff like this. Can’t wait for the final Sleepaway Camp in 3D!!!)<br />7 Julie and Julia<br />8 Coraline<br />9 500 Days of Summer<br />10 Where the Wild Things Are<br /><br />TV<br />1 The Wire (I know it’s not from this year, but we watched the entire series this year.)<br />2 Eastbound and Down<br />3 Top Chef<br />4 The Office<br />5 30 Rock<br />6 Community<br />7 Chopped<br />8 Squidbillies<br />9 Flipped<br />10 SNL<br /><br />Readin' (I’m fudging on this a bit b/c I can’t really remember what I read this year. I know there’s some better stuff than this - I’m just bad at recalling what year I read things.)<br /><br />1 On Food and Cooking: The Science and Lore of the Kitchen by Harold McGee<br />2 The Know It All by AJ Jacobs<br />3 McSweeny’s<br />4 Lolita (re-read for the zillionth time) by Vladimir Nabokov<br />5 Zeitoun by Dave Eggers<br />6 The Year of Living Biblically by AJ Jacobs<br />7 GQ Magazine (I have no idea why Gentlemen’s Quarterly is one of my favorite magazines - it just is)<br />8 Deadstar Twilight by Chez Pazienza<br />9 Grace After Midnight by Felecia “Snoop” Pearson<br />10 Things I've Learned from Women Who Dumped Me<br /><br />Memories that particularly stick out in my mind:<br /><br />1. Sleeping (or trying to) in the car with Jeremy when we got to the ferry loading place to go to vacation. We didn’t plan well enough and had a night of full bladders, mosquito bites, and hot, sweaty, uncomfortable car sleeping while we waited in the parking lot of some weird, closed down, scary motel for the ferry lines to open.<br /><br />2. A bird stealing Jeremy’s Cheez-its when we were playing in the ocean and screaming about waves namping us.<br /><br />3. Drunkenly trying to sing with Justin at Juli’s party and not knowing the words and generally embarrassing myself but not caring because I was surrounded by people I absolutely love!<br /><br />4. Asking King Khan to play “Took My Lady to Dinner” at the Hi Tone show because it was my birthday and he they hadn’t played it at the two previous night’s shows, and then them playing it as the closing song and me and Juli and Trip and Kandi being SO EXCITED about it!<br /><br />5. Purple Drank<br /><br />6. Making David play Connect 4 with me 100 or so times in a row.<br /><br />7. Getting Porter and then getting home and wondering what the hell I’d done.<br /><br />8. Porter magically getting on the kitchen stove after climbing a series of furniture and eating 1/2 a frozen pizza and a full pan of used frying oil and then being sick for the rest of the day. I had to sleep on the couch with him and rub his belly all night, and half of it was spent outside with him in a whimpering, puking, pooping little mess. :(<br /><br />9. Nocci finally beginning to play with Porter and not absolutely despise him.<br /><br />10. Photobooth insanity at Juli’s!<br /><br />11. Having my first amuse bouche and mushrooms that tasted like porkchops at Woodfire Grill in Atlanta<br /><br />12. Seeing the Bodies Exhibition and having strange realizations about the human body.<br /><br />13. Getting my IUD and it being the most pain I have ever, ever experienced in my life.<br /><br />14. Meeting Amber and it not being awkward at all, a total surprise and also weird because I was sick as shit.<br /><br />15. Singing loudly in the car with Jeremy while on roadtrips.<br /><br />16. Hearing “Two Thieves” at Gonerfest and just being really, really happy.<br /><br />17. Getting covered in Faygo and PBR at NoBunny and it being an insane amount of fun.<br /><br />18. Realizing how much I miss my Jonesboro/Memphis friends.<br /><br />19. Dancing onstage at Langhorne Slim with Zeb.<br /><br />20. Surprising Justin at his show in Jonesboro on my Birthday!brandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723067801627735750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513812830673687523.post-89427738398268557842009-10-27T09:31:00.001-04:002009-10-27T09:31:02.882-04:00juli jackson<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/julijackson/4022011813/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2508/4022011813_6856923581.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/julijackson/4022011813/">09.20.2009</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/julijackson/">julibat</a>.</span></div><p>Juli Jackson is a friend I've known since the age of about twelve, when everyone is awkward, pudgy, has bad hair and is desperately searching to find out who they are. There was a period during the college era where we lost touch. She went to film school in Philly, and I stayed in our small Arkansas hometown area for all the wrong reasons. Luckily we got back in touch - I'm not sure if it was Myspace or Facebook or what, but I'm so glad it happened. She's one of the most talented, dedicated, hard-working people I know. She's gifted and skilled beyond belief in everything - photography, film-making, cooking, canning, sewing, crafting - she does it all. Here is a recent photo of hers that I just love. Be sure to check out her art and photography. You'll be glad you did.<br /><br />http://www.flickr.com/photos/julijackson</p>brandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723067801627735750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513812830673687523.post-64599218174999188302009-09-30T21:54:00.001-04:002009-09-30T21:54:42.387-04:00Gonerfest 6<div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cherryvalentino/3970599326/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2659/3970599326_d086fc7e65.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cherryvalentino/3970599326/">gonerfest 6 crowdsurf 2</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/cherryvalentino/">cherry valentino</a>.</span></div><p>I took a little trip to attend Gonerfest 6 in Memphis, Tennessee, last weekend and that shit was CRAZY! There was PBR everywhere (including soaking everyone there from it being sprayed on the crowds), fireworks, blood, piss, and I saw at least four cocks at various shows. What's up with that? <br /><br />I had an excellent time and only wish Asheville had shows like this. <br /><br />*sigh*</p>brandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723067801627735750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513812830673687523.post-42857957267821334522009-07-23T15:24:00.002-04:002009-07-23T15:44:04.245-04:00for reals.so, registration for baking school went okay. i had a little schedule figured out to take, but it turns out what i had picked wasn't an option. in the end it worked out, though. at first i thought i wasn't going to get to go at all due to their lab hour heavy, daytime only classes, as well as their confusing "co-requisites" and necessary time in the restaurant they run to give students practice time. after much fussing, near crying (i'm not really a crier so something has to be serious for me to break out in tears over it) and completely giving up on getting to go since i can't quit my day job for it, my advisor (who strangely enough reminds me <span style="font-weight: bold;">a lot</span> of my advisor in journalism school at Arkansas State University) let me know that i could split up the five hour long classes that i thought i had to take at the same time (isn't that what co-requisite means?) which would've had me at school from almost 9-3 daily. yay for me! so, while i don't get to take baking yet, i'll be taking Food Science, Food Science Lab, Sanitation and Safety, and Sanitation and Safety lab, as well as an online class - Intro to Computers, which is sadly enough a requirement that i can't get out of. i was told i could test out after 10%, so i'll probably try to do that. i don't mind paying for the class even if i don't take it - it's the waste of my time i'm worried about.<br /><br />i also need to figure out what to do about my puggies' mid-day walks. i go home daily to give them a short potty break and then go back to work, but that won't be possible with my schedule that starts next month. i need to look into dog walkers, but that seems like a luxury i definitely can't afford.<br /><br />i bought my pastry kit from the AB Tech bookstore, and it's chock full of knives, thermometers, biscuit cutters, silpats, pastry bags, pastry tips, and all other kinds of goodness that i can't wait to get into. unfortunately, i'm not taking any cooking classes this semester, so i may have to wait! i still have to buy a scale, my chef whites (!) and get a few shots before school starts, so i'm going to be a busy girl.<br /><br />Bele Chere is this weekend! my list of priorities:<br /><br />1. Eat a Funnel Cake<br />2. Drink a Lemon Shake Up (nothing is better than lemonade that you have to chew due to the gritty sugar left undissolved in it)<br />3. Eat some Greek food<br />4. Take pictures of the dumb ass protesters there<br />5. See the Old 97s<br /><br />i would love to see Now You See Them, but unfortunately they're playing while i'll still be at work. DRAT! we may also go to the Anti-Bele Chere music thing, but i'm not sure yet.<br /><br />so, i finally broke down and got a nice, brand new pillow-top king sized bed with all new IKEA sheets, comforters, pillows, and throws, and it's absolutely my second favorite purchase after Nocci. i feel so much better every day when i get up since getting it. i have no idea why i put it off for so long.<br /><br />exciting things coming up! the pastry arts program starts soon, i'm flying to memphis for Gonerfest in september, my anniversary is in October, then it's time for the holidays and all the traveling and whirlwind visiting that goes along with it.<br /><br />i need to try to enjoy summertime while it's still here, because as soon as it turns a little cold i'm going to be shivering, whining, cursing the cold, and threatening to move to a tropical island.<br />yay, summer!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiysNuVVMvt0rhdnsyDWYsPkz3qRYQ4Gvq9yMbMGL254_SrpdYyZ-lK6fh8MzMggBxAAkVXfb1J8A_N5Ipoylnlq70L6WV2FymXK2m0dcvQRSkbgRfKZI6nbU370Hv6WqXphuzsZCZVOa4/s1600-h/footsie.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiysNuVVMvt0rhdnsyDWYsPkz3qRYQ4Gvq9yMbMGL254_SrpdYyZ-lK6fh8MzMggBxAAkVXfb1J8A_N5Ipoylnlq70L6WV2FymXK2m0dcvQRSkbgRfKZI6nbU370Hv6WqXphuzsZCZVOa4/s400/footsie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361743484370537794" border="0" /></a>brandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723067801627735750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513812830673687523.post-52883187006363985852009-07-08T10:54:00.002-04:002009-07-08T11:02:15.794-04:00ignored<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhLz5dFGd3-PuD2wOp9vzMM71w_XNgf0jOzitR_Zn8vvafXrUgPZoD0xrEO8u-8V5OhJuNe3VgmCgn1PoeuP9K0cQL7-9utLEtn42uaEyaSjQkPdHqqG-4yyBMIO1yNgGvZWiuYO2Pym4/s1600-h/beach.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhLz5dFGd3-PuD2wOp9vzMM71w_XNgf0jOzitR_Zn8vvafXrUgPZoD0xrEO8u-8V5OhJuNe3VgmCgn1PoeuP9K0cQL7-9utLEtn42uaEyaSjQkPdHqqG-4yyBMIO1yNgGvZWiuYO2Pym4/s400/beach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356104745824938578" border="0" /></a><br />i've been so bad at blogging lately. things have been busy. we took a vacation to the outer banks and i fell in love with Ocracoke Island, i have baking and pastry arts school registration on the 20th and need to start figuring all that out and buying my zillions of chef coats and knives and other supplies that i need, we have friends coming to visit soon, i've been planning trips to memphis to hang out with some bffs and go to Gonerfest, and i've been trying hard to keep up with this 365 Self Portrait project, but that shit is hard! i'll be in bed about to pass out from exhaustion and suddenly realize i forgot to take one! also, when i take a photo with my holga or SLR i forget about it, then upload a crappy digital one i shot, then wonder if i should replace it later or just leave it and have a stash of extras or something? plus, i never write down the date i took them. i guess once they're developed i can replace them if they're good, and ignore the bad ones. ha!<br /><br />i need motivation to go to the gym. i got off track after a visit from good friends, recovery from a small medical procedure, a vacation, and now it's like i'm starting all over. so difficult. last night i had tomatoes and a baked potato for dinner and jeremy had delicious fried chicken in honey mustard. sigh.<br /><br />we went to see Jay Reatard at the Orange Peel last night. i was worried because i really don't like seeing shows at the Orange Peel, but it turned out okay. he referred to it as "a big, cold room," which was on point at first, but then it seemed to fill up a little more. they were great, and the opener was great too. yay for cheap shows!brandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723067801627735750noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513812830673687523.post-62585199138022096422009-06-11T15:14:00.003-04:002009-06-11T15:35:44.165-04:00*blush*I've been featured on the excellent blog of <a href="http://littletjane.com/sweet-cupcakes/comment-page-1#comment-737">Little T Jane</a>! I'm beyond flattered! Be sure to check out her blog of fun things! She has the cutest picks daily and I actually bought a cute teapot set she featured yesterday! :)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1kK_UAOWP2IogG0-LclDYHIQw_I1UJ7lOz6uxRvN-J_gXdF3Ra44EQK3ttD1-OrJk24TWaI5aYeT3JV26yzrxn4JShcMvACxW9P_WvqoHeuGOdBy8lt3MFzCyHQZaW8LumXGbYtLXqOY/s1600-h/littlet.GIF"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1kK_UAOWP2IogG0-LclDYHIQw_I1UJ7lOz6uxRvN-J_gXdF3Ra44EQK3ttD1-OrJk24TWaI5aYeT3JV26yzrxn4JShcMvACxW9P_WvqoHeuGOdBy8lt3MFzCyHQZaW8LumXGbYtLXqOY/s400/littlet.GIF" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346155755924504866" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOQT31hHnC6Wjku3s7eX9930gBp25zOaQ-hDTm3ptvqLOr2l4FsjQdAZ1olrbs1PZuJ4dOI-RCDZJf8-RDdVpXqV1QR5yv_e2wXcScYn9JMi5u6tJt1HhHqOtBnHVksBAaFrYUCCoaMpY/s1600-h/littlet2.GIF"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOQT31hHnC6Wjku3s7eX9930gBp25zOaQ-hDTm3ptvqLOr2l4FsjQdAZ1olrbs1PZuJ4dOI-RCDZJf8-RDdVpXqV1QR5yv_e2wXcScYn9JMi5u6tJt1HhHqOtBnHVksBAaFrYUCCoaMpY/s400/littlet2.GIF" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346155843181182386" border="0" /></a>brandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723067801627735750noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513812830673687523.post-6179958349844425752009-06-06T15:30:00.001-04:002009-06-10T11:21:52.029-04:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheEAsxhkvgXnOIRoEtGyoS4ufgijuPOx-9YH18NLDqUzkoYG8fQIrfGa7j1IsMUvNwEG49pIJ3LrVwt8MFq8suYkW3km_XTE3uR0bg1byOXGq15ngL7O8-Sw81GhA0BQmJQJY6GRHVqRY/s1600-h/0606091528-768710.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheEAsxhkvgXnOIRoEtGyoS4ufgijuPOx-9YH18NLDqUzkoYG8fQIrfGa7j1IsMUvNwEG49pIJ3LrVwt8MFq8suYkW3km_XTE3uR0bg1byOXGq15ngL7O8-Sw81GhA0BQmJQJY6GRHVqRY/s320/0606091528-768710.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344298966324515506" border="0" /></a></p>weirdest chair ever. fake wooden wheelchair?brandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723067801627735750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513812830673687523.post-61219769709221555742009-05-31T17:01:00.002-04:002009-06-01T23:03:16.063-04:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh11Cjf73baIgDS2p3Hpim9hyNDbTWJ1J0Q4UHzuVP1M5EmHE7JG_MubKx2tf53DLg_ajynK9-csRhIAXx4xT7NqB9srD9ULO44wpckYIrj9uXnTaw5NhPgkiXWtXYVnJZiClAaDQoFVL0/s1600-h/0530091417-711113.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh11Cjf73baIgDS2p3Hpim9hyNDbTWJ1J0Q4UHzuVP1M5EmHE7JG_MubKx2tf53DLg_ajynK9-csRhIAXx4xT7NqB9srD9ULO44wpckYIrj9uXnTaw5NhPgkiXWtXYVnJZiClAaDQoFVL0/s320/0530091417-711113.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342096261785467730" /></a></p>motion lotion and personal massager at the habitat for humanity store. seriously?brandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723067801627735750noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513812830673687523.post-27936228461240723202009-05-24T13:10:00.003-04:002009-05-24T13:12:24.244-04:00POTD- Holga Edition<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9CL6wbteGITvVESBImnjaufY-6KYE797y5Ec4TpMLGSmdIuanvviEjPP6Wtm8fv2nPvSjpU3H-oh_xJdftYxko4fVS1BWMZ-jERKpOF3O2KrK_Kt3t5UfhenjCnNgijh98L37hBhCCb0/s1600-h/jermsdrivingnoccibackground.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9CL6wbteGITvVESBImnjaufY-6KYE797y5Ec4TpMLGSmdIuanvviEjPP6Wtm8fv2nPvSjpU3H-oh_xJdftYxko4fVS1BWMZ-jERKpOF3O2KrK_Kt3t5UfhenjCnNgijh98L37hBhCCb0/s400/jermsdrivingnoccibackground.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339439500943067586" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS4cJ5TPQoLofzq_Ic6kyYslZ9fVTeuwuFsMBwjqFmWwHPyeGGBYIohh5aoYzXfD2bSVtJtj6UhcZWb_-wL7s4vKramZEgvvAr6LCdRteP0dPNmJBrYQP_BhLyGgZoj61E_NAqEHlAFuc/s1600-h/bholga.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 242px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgS4cJ5TPQoLofzq_Ic6kyYslZ9fVTeuwuFsMBwjqFmWwHPyeGGBYIohh5aoYzXfD2bSVtJtj6UhcZWb_-wL7s4vKramZEgvvAr6LCdRteP0dPNmJBrYQP_BhLyGgZoj61E_NAqEHlAFuc/s400/bholga.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339439424091791698" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span></span></div>brandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723067801627735750noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513812830673687523.post-90674851954466558722009-05-24T02:04:00.004-04:002009-05-24T02:24:15.775-04:00so lazy<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>it's springtime! that's what i'm blaming my complete laziness on. i haven't worked on any photo projects, done any baking, cleaned my apartment much, knitted, sewed, or done any of the usual stuff lately. i think it's just so nice out that it seems like a waste to do anything but piddle around the yard after work. i have to be locked up in an office for 7 hours a day just looking outside at the sunshine, so when i get home i rarely want to upload pictures or count stitches. <div><br /></div><div>me and two friends recently took a trip home to arkansas to visit family and go to the wedding of one of my best friend's little brother. it was possibly the only *nice* wedding i've been to. where i come from, a skanky wood-paneled church and a completely sexist preacher giving a too-long sermon is all you need for a wedding. throw in some non-alcoholic punch and reception in the church kitchen and you've got yourself a typical wedding! this one was outside, lovely, had great food (a mashed potato bar?!), and there was lots of fun and dancing. i was honestly shocked.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>after the wedding, we had a big party at my lovely friend juli's house. she put together a delightful get together with a handmade pinata for us to drunkenly swing at, which included fun such as special prizes (actual mix TAPES, not CDs, TAPES), candy, notepads, and gross fake tongues. there was tons of great food (homemade grilled black bean veggie burgers!), plenty to drink, and my best friend's band, Come Sundown, played a show for us. unfortunately, justin's voice was going out because he was sick, and even more unfortunately, i took him up on his offer of $5 to try to sing a song. i know there is video of this occasion, and i hope it never surfaces. i couldn't hear myself and didn't know all th</div><div>e lyrics, so it really wasn't pretty.</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj9V_q4HzElrk3g9wrCk0uJVEXszua0Ioztzl-wTgOYTBsNHWO86lMgocp2UciCWMV_DqYlrXcKW0zo5qjIaoy9OZyxivKfJS_7bhUXvr_cawaytrZWsmdTxkVhpq7GWQ9b0dYFEe-mv0/s400/4218_78756197877_507862877_1672874_7651622_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339272014346170162" /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>(photo by <a href="http://www.kandicook.com">kandi cook</a>)<br /></div><div><br /></div><div>i had a great time, though. i love asheville, but sometimes (as much as i NEVER thought i'd say this) i miss being home. all my friends that i've been the closest to for the past five years or so are there, so i can go home and talk lots of shit, mention scissoring every ten minutes, tell inside jokes, discuss music, books, and photo techniques in a way that i just can't here, go to awesome shows with my friends, see my friends BE the awesome show, and then (even more importantly) there's also the appeal of my little brother. we danced most of the time i was there, and even though i was being subjected to will smith and black eyed peas songs, it was so fun.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>i almost wish i didn't dislike the idea of living in memphis or little rock so much. they'd be much closer to home, still in a larger city with stuff to do, and i'd get to see all my awesome friends more. memphis is too skuzzy, dangerous, and humid for me to want to move there, though, and little rock has always just bored me. </div><div><br /></div><div>anyway. i'm just rambling. the point is, i had a blast hanging out with my jonesboro/memphis/paragould/little rock crew and miss them terribly. even more so now that i got to see them all in one place. </div><div><br /></div><div>i got motivated to take some photos the other weekend and ended up sacrificing some peeps. i hope no one takes offense to that.</div><div><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXzkdrPMHnQhiHgbQKl5QZGqSbYCz5X_d4Bb71M6gHFpAzah7f1uf_9PK7m5YVmPCp_gMtuSKHzVxJe8HKWpCh89cEzf_45jXvUplMkILKbc0F1G2JSE2Sgftr8s6VzOpt0BkiU6ecvdA/s400/P1030853.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339271615005412786" /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>brandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723067801627735750noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513812830673687523.post-67878738651625737812009-05-21T12:49:00.001-04:002009-05-24T01:48:39.798-04:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlNs3NYUZPJ_iqPReNGL98h6itvThsCvZolR5fd4qy_pcQ4Hku9R2C-uFOK3XpiD1ykUCIf1yiDX1pQYDAQEfZrNUYpK8BMFzqCWBdtSt9RQCEEBn-gLw_qOdFX91VUJvkgsWCWFYmcOQ/s1600-h/downsized_0521091248-711150.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlNs3NYUZPJ_iqPReNGL98h6itvThsCvZolR5fd4qy_pcQ4Hku9R2C-uFOK3XpiD1ykUCIf1yiDX1pQYDAQEfZrNUYpK8BMFzqCWBdtSt9RQCEEBn-gLw_qOdFX91VUJvkgsWCWFYmcOQ/s320/downsized_0521091248-711150.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338320558679001746" /></a></p>anti-depressant for a crappy day. new music! yay!<p><br /></p>brandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723067801627735750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513812830673687523.post-9142261737942108662009-05-07T10:24:00.002-04:002009-05-07T10:25:22.467-04:00Jake Aaron's Photography<div style="padding: 3px; text-align: left;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jakeaaron/3500305644/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3401/3500305644_cc88bac4be.jpg" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" alt="" /></a><br /><span style="margin-top: 0px;font-size:0;" ><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jakeaaron/3500305644/"></a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/jakeaaron/">jake aaron</a>.</span></div><p>My friend and ex-roomie Jake Aaron has some lovely b&w photos on Flickr. He lives in Portland and has been working on his street photography. He seems to like old manual cameras like I do, and the more I see his stuff, the more I like it. Go take a look-see at his stuff, will you? And leave him some comments/criticisms if you have any!<br /></p>brandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723067801627735750noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513812830673687523.post-57085053504755800202009-04-22T00:25:00.002-04:002009-04-22T16:26:13.781-04:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9-exQky-gFS7LRev1LscI-8kssyJuv_0tLD5YmXh-5ui7kXZlyl2gQ2W6K2OkyDuWx5kdSc2oEgJ31tCRifyf7RCW4pLQ-4mgwT50o1M33e3MNu2eAkpg-i11J-9D3v3CibuzJsDrqTI/s1600-h/0422090023-706996.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9-exQky-gFS7LRev1LscI-8kssyJuv_0tLD5YmXh-5ui7kXZlyl2gQ2W6K2OkyDuWx5kdSc2oEgJ31tCRifyf7RCW4pLQ-4mgwT50o1M33e3MNu2eAkpg-i11J-9D3v3CibuzJsDrqTI/s320/0422090023-706996.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327367087587764514" border="0" /></a></p>one more thing to add to the list of stuff porter has eaten.brandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723067801627735750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513812830673687523.post-78575983195937858542009-04-20T23:27:00.002-04:002009-04-21T09:03:24.318-04:00POTD<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Fgp83NaphbipKNyes6UWNX7szQozmcn6HaM2U-eFB8DZZLlqBgQIj3DFTgwK7paVF389IdS71HdDW6GGv6MYy1J3QNMcAS6L1Pvx_0w00MthUfBx_R_03zXQSr5m4qStHw9-43_kBmA/s1600-h/window.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Fgp83NaphbipKNyes6UWNX7szQozmcn6HaM2U-eFB8DZZLlqBgQIj3DFTgwK7paVF389IdS71HdDW6GGv6MYy1J3QNMcAS6L1Pvx_0w00MthUfBx_R_03zXQSr5m4qStHw9-43_kBmA/s400/window.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326981733402338258" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja-vgyrfle6xli1zbtpxCNDYaOD7Wx30Ti86F6Owa_BtcWihK6-2CisUQnJBNcfcr4fUWBPXHuaMNDc4Qy-ACuvMfojKkkFC93TjI1LnKYQZ_SnqarHF0TdjorWJLlYvRpTtJjFbeTD9E/s1600-h/clock2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja-vgyrfle6xli1zbtpxCNDYaOD7Wx30Ti86F6Owa_BtcWihK6-2CisUQnJBNcfcr4fUWBPXHuaMNDc4Qy-ACuvMfojKkkFC93TjI1LnKYQZ_SnqarHF0TdjorWJLlYvRpTtJjFbeTD9E/s400/clock2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326981728460962050" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY8R9B3w16fZIinH1kspK3d30Y761uquB5CltTRlQ4atbXOmHIb3zWXUFJYQzvxVPyfvRcgcusolqPRo2Cv4ryyPFiIOc9CKqueIww0vAP_5eQDvt5Rt7hOmIYvJ_9uj4wtn2ZfHhqNSk/s1600-h/cabinet.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY8R9B3w16fZIinH1kspK3d30Y761uquB5CltTRlQ4atbXOmHIb3zWXUFJYQzvxVPyfvRcgcusolqPRo2Cv4ryyPFiIOc9CKqueIww0vAP_5eQDvt5Rt7hOmIYvJ_9uj4wtn2ZfHhqNSk/s400/cabinet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326981725610869666" border="0" /></a><br />What work looks likebrandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723067801627735750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513812830673687523.post-90176928538103905542009-04-20T23:10:00.007-04:002009-04-20T23:24:52.803-04:00POTD (playing catch-up a bit)<div><br /></div><div>A few POTD posts since I've been slacking. I got five rolls of film developed at Walgreens. Here's a few of the shots I'm fairly happy with, and then there's a whole roll of Holga shots I need to scan in so you can see the spillover on the 35mm sprocketholes. They also LOST a roll and are supposed to call me when/if they find it. WTF? How did they "misplace" 1/5 of my rolls of film? Gah! So frustrating! [I'd like to note that I worked at Walgreens for like two years and don't ever remember "misplacing" someone's roll of film. What's worse - they knew it, but didn't tell me when I came in hoping that I wouldn't notice. They didn't mention it until I ran back in to get the missing roll. Needless to say, I won't be returning there.]<div><br /></div><div>Anyway, POTD catch-up!</div><div><br /></div></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGiBlJawihJeaSHpuIa7jPxFSizXtSDQ3-YpMfOHBXgddBFa48aZ8A048ah9a4gDCzcEPYZ_e47eyO4hH7ZdCSEkV4w9nNh6ovrtYmgN4WeODXYg84ohuFx9324uyGtdhTh6g-Pt6BKXU/s1600-h/nocci0409.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGiBlJawihJeaSHpuIa7jPxFSizXtSDQ3-YpMfOHBXgddBFa48aZ8A048ah9a4gDCzcEPYZ_e47eyO4hH7ZdCSEkV4w9nNh6ovrtYmgN4WeODXYg84ohuFx9324uyGtdhTh6g-Pt6BKXU/s400/nocci0409.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326980268325396098" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBuoZGO6JpokctATS3d1Gk4e9xSd37tLRtina-e8MWFCO2kO61t1bi25ilA8gtvnMuebqpdGwCSUTFbuMzUKV7yEFPl_-aoOTlGg4ZC4Z51F8r2nKID9gMZDROAQC6oCmAQlK4L4BM85w/s1600-h/doubleexposurenocci.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBuoZGO6JpokctATS3d1Gk4e9xSd37tLRtina-e8MWFCO2kO61t1bi25ilA8gtvnMuebqpdGwCSUTFbuMzUKV7yEFPl_-aoOTlGg4ZC4Z51F8r2nKID9gMZDROAQC6oCmAQlK4L4BM85w/s400/doubleexposurenocci.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326979226098499442" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV62VczOtOcewVeRPig7VJ0ilTasvlspP1_FduhclKjTlzAilBPbxnduEYDcA3K6A1bNjvBC02WPCAjtccd7_Q8EauldeFnYdjPyiYeTBIZ4rhGJe2mXSVFtLOMsfywJ3_xu1BIYAFfjI/s1600-h/porter04092.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV62VczOtOcewVeRPig7VJ0ilTasvlspP1_FduhclKjTlzAilBPbxnduEYDcA3K6A1bNjvBC02WPCAjtccd7_Q8EauldeFnYdjPyiYeTBIZ4rhGJe2mXSVFtLOMsfywJ3_xu1BIYAFfjI/s400/porter04092.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326978104897172434" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>brandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723067801627735750noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513812830673687523.post-89725868892538886642009-04-15T11:32:00.003-04:002009-04-15T11:50:58.286-04:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheL-cE_m5iQ2qbprutp_L-54drbXfXFgWKp-StlnfVATuGzOidePJRRD4ORZ8PTHRdY8XAF47zIYmqOQ-gh1saznXKycjufVQ3_7SMioKBE0cwP_PqWLrJtUAbsEtCWKd9hNqzRx-T3v8/s1600-h/0415090003-766558.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheL-cE_m5iQ2qbprutp_L-54drbXfXFgWKp-StlnfVATuGzOidePJRRD4ORZ8PTHRdY8XAF47zIYmqOQ-gh1saznXKycjufVQ3_7SMioKBE0cwP_PqWLrJtUAbsEtCWKd9hNqzRx-T3v8/s320/0415090003-766558.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324941539532925842" border="0" /></a></p>porter begging for food. you'd think he never eats, but in reality he eats EVERYTHING, whether it's food or not. he's growing on me, even though he's the naughtiest pug i've ever met. last night he somehow grabbed jeremy's glass of sweet tea off the bedside table and spilled it right in the middle of our mattress. the whole thing. i'm not sure how he managed it without dropping it in the floor, but he was unapologetic.<br /><br />list of things porter has eaten/chewed up that he shouldn't have:<br /><br />an entire pound bag of chicken jerky dog treats (all in one setting)<br />a box of valentine's chocolate<br />a pack of bubble gum<br />(this was all in one night. the next day was not so pretty.)<br /><br />two more packs of gum<br />a half bag of chewy sweet tarts<br />a bag of taco doritos<br />part of an avacado<br />a curry cheese torte (that thing was so gross i wouldn't even eat it)<br />various food items stolen off of our plates on the coffee table<br />about 10 ponytail holders (swallowed and digested, not just chewed)<br />a roll of film<br />my bookmark<br />a painting from a friend (sorry, kandi. i still hung up what was left of it. he dug it out of my plastic art tote, which was also covered in clothes and boxes and upstairs in the bedroom while he was baby-gated downstairs. he jumped the gate somehow, went upstairs, got all the stuff off the tote, found the painting, and brought it downstairs to shred it. i think he knows exactly what to get to push my buttons, much like when Nocci shredded his registration papers in front of me after i had been looking all over our apartment for them for WEEKS. he was hiding them, i swear.)<br />magnets off of the fridge<br />several books on the bookshelf<br />my new shoes<br />several nails and thumbtacks<br />the leash handles<br />tubes of dried up glue (luckily they were all dried up and no harm was done. he got it out of the trash.)<br />once i found him carrying a knife around. no joke.<br />god knows how many pounds of rocks (he eats rocks when we take him on walks. we "short leash" him as much as possible, but he swoops down and eats any pebble he comes across and we have no idea why.)<br /><br />we're thinking of starting a blog called something like "Will Porter Chew That?" because we have yet to find anything that he WON'T chew.<br /><br />and i'm not just a horrible slob who leaves things like knives and bags of sweet tarts in the floor, people. he is a tricky little dog who has even gotten things off of our kitchen bar, which is like four feet off the ground.<br /><br />luckily, we're laid back people, he hasn't eaten anything that would kill him, and we're working harder to keep things strategically hidden from him. it's almost like a sitcom, and every day i come home wondering what he's destroyed that day.<br /><br />but, really, he is growing on me. he and nocci are learning how to interact better, they've only had one or two REAL fights over treats, and they seem to be calming down some. yay!brandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723067801627735750noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513812830673687523.post-47698672222274251742009-04-07T09:35:00.005-04:002009-04-07T09:54:56.532-04:00bunny treasury on etsy!<a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5878561">That Something</a> made a lovely <a href="http://www.etsy.com/treasury_list_west.php?room_id=49564">Treasury West</a> on Etsy that includes my sweet bunny painting! Thanks so much! :D<br /><br />I also just noticed that the number one spot is another Asheville Etsian, <a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=22814233">urastarhouse</a>! Hooray!<br /><br /><br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cherryvalentino/3420543511/" title="twest by cherry valentino, on Flickr"></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/cherryvalentino/3420543511/" title="twest by cherry valentino, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3384/3420543511_c14a6ce3cd.jpg" alt="twest" width="500" height="375" /></a><br /></span>brandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723067801627735750noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8513812830673687523.post-82981158001757956862009-04-05T14:39:00.002-04:002009-04-05T17:33:05.856-04:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCpeAkOBRlfn40MGV1rSUIFpsDGtrCAMAMYZEF5rlgLlkx8SgVaem8TWMsW1Q5quKWR9C42BVctb8QhtD2euQKteSfmrzupRV8xrxxyuK4ppM1WOo2B34FCJ-NEwjII7j5rbaxFF042QU/s1600-h/0405091404a-755279.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCpeAkOBRlfn40MGV1rSUIFpsDGtrCAMAMYZEF5rlgLlkx8SgVaem8TWMsW1Q5quKWR9C42BVctb8QhtD2euQKteSfmrzupRV8xrxxyuK4ppM1WOo2B34FCJ-NEwjII7j5rbaxFF042QU/s320/0405091404a-755279.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321278746513093026" /></a></p>new snails! i can't help it. it's an addiction!<p><br /></p>brandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723067801627735750noreply@blogger.com0