Desperate to be a housewife
Aren't these flippin gorgeous? They, like most tulle-infested 50s fashions, fuel my weirdest obsessions with 1950s womanhood. The one on the right fills me with a burning need to pack a picnic basket that I don't own for a day at the park with the kids I don't have. It's really eerie how fashion carries with it so much cultural crap. And by the way I have no idea what that saran-wrappy cape thing is on the model on the right. I found this while scouring the web for interesting dress patterns. I'm getting married so I finally have an excuse (nay! a duty!) to buy/make/wear a really eccentric dress. This one and tons more are at vintagepatterns.tripod.com. 2005-08-31 18:14:12 UTC
The multiple meanings of "take him out"
So Robertson audaciously denied that he ever suggested the US assassinate Chavez despite the fact that his comment was broadcast on his very own show. What was so wonderful about his denial was that he admitted that he said someone ought to "take him out." He went on to explain the multiple meanings of the phrase. How could anyone think he meant assassinate (which is what he actually said) by "take him out"? He most likely meant that someone ought to take the guy out for a nice romantic dinner and maybe a movie or play. Robertson sees Chavez' naked need to be loved. His Christian empathy knows no bounds. Maybe someone should take him out. He deserves it, right?
2005-08-27 12:55:57 UTC
our playhouse
Noah took this shot of me through the back hallway. I love how it captures the funhouse-coloring of certain corners of our apartment.
2005-08-27 12:38:28 UTC
A spaz and two kitties
They look happy and well-cared for, right? Don't call Peta. I don't need them on my ass again.
2005-08-27 10:24:09 UTC
A couple of cutes
2005-08-26 23:51:00 UTC