[My Mom on Sunset Blvd.]

My mother emailed me to tell me that my 18 year old brother has a gig at the Whiskey A Go-Go on Sunset Blvd. with his band. She will also be attending this event.

The idea of my mom hanging out on Sunset Blvd. for a rock concert makes me smile.

Currently Reading Change to Strange: Create a Great Organization by Building a Strange Workforce By Daniel M. Cable see related

[Sorry, No Substance Here...Just Sandals]

Buy one pair of Havaianas and get one free.

Use code WHAV0561 at http://www.HavaianasUS.com.
Expires August 31, 2007.

Enjoy!

Currently Listening It Won't Be Soon Before Long By Maroon 5 see related

[How to Buy a Wedding Dress]

1. Find out that Monique Lhuillier is having a sample sale in Los Angeles. Too bad you live on the east coast.
2. Look for plane tickets for several weeks, hoping that a cheap one comes up for the time of the sale.
3. Decide quickly that $550+ is not a cheap plane ticket.
4. Send an email to some of your lovely lady friends in the Los Angeles area asking them to go for you. Two of them arrange to do so.
5. Your friends, meeting each other for the first time, endure the clamor and half-nakedness (of themselves and others) of a sample sale to find you a dress. (Sample sales of this nature generally do not have private dressing rooms...)
6. They emerge victorious with something ~90% off.

Only the bridal industry would generate such craziness.

Cheers to C & E who bore it (and themselves, literally) for me!

Currently Listening It Won't Be Soon Before Long By Maroon 5 see related

[Too Much Southern Hospitality]

I FINALLY bought light bulbs for my brake lights yesterday. I had been putting it off since there really is no auto parts shop near where I live, and I had no idea about what bulbs I needed.

I was driven to action because 3 separate strangers, within the time span of 1 week, kindly let me know that they were out. (2 of them did so by wildly gesturing from their cars as they stopped next to me at a stoplight.)

I drove out of my way to get the bulbs because I wanted nice people to stop bothering me every few days.

[This is Not a Prelude to Pregnancy]

I used to have a pet dog named Lucky as a child. Sadly, Lucky never quite lived up to his namesake. He died when I was 11 or 12 years old.

Ever since, I have always toyed with the idea of having a dog again. Of course, having a dog when you aren't even old enough to get legally married in the South bears much less responsibility than when you are old enough to get married in ANY state in the U.S.

So when one of my classmated needed someone to watch her dogs, I thought, "This would be a good chance to test out having a dog." And I offered to house her 2 dogs Oliver and Kismet, thus volunteering Jon involuntarily.

Meet Oliver sleeping...

And now Kismet...

Dear Oliver and Kismet, you are some of the most well behaved dogs I have ever met. After 2 weeks, I will miss rubbing your tummies, you greeting me when I come home, and watching you enjoy being wild and free in the leash-free dog park.

I will not miss the 100+ lbs. of hair that you shedded, walking you 3x a day in hot weather, the daily multiple craps that you took that I could feel as warm clods while picking them up with plastic bags, or the little claw marks that you left on the leather couch despite the sheet cover.

I concluded that I like dogs but I don't want any.

The end.