OMG. GOALS I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW I HAD? ACHIEVED!

image via apartmenttherapy.com via Kaya via AWESOME

Thanks to Kaya and her photo taking, photo uploading, and general flickr photo skills my somewhat newly accquired CAROUSEL OF DREAMS was featured on apartmenttherapy.com and... HOLY MOLY. BEYOOOOND FUCKING EXCITED. (all CAPS necessary.) The roundup post featured unconventional and/or repurposed jewelry storage ideas. Also included in the post was a vintage (or is it antique? Is there a difference? Oh wait, that's right -- no one cares.) ice cube tray and a vintage (natch) mug holder dealie. This more than makes up for the tetanus that I was almost FOR SURE at risk for when handling it pre-cleaning. No one likes lockjaw, people.

We're kind of a BIG DEAL (pt. II)

Actually, this one is all me. HOOOOOLLLLLLLLA at that. Back in 2005, I took a screenprinting class where I made tons of posters, stickers, posters, and more posters. Well, my teacher asked if she could use my outline of my building/trees/sun poster in the magazine/booklet that the Arts and Graphic Comm. department puts out every year. I said, "Of course! Go ahead!" I, unfortunately, wasn't able to get a copy of the booklet, so I wasn't able to see how she used my image UNTIL NOW. I'm giving the Internet a voluntary HIGH FIVE! and kudos because some sad sack scanned the ENTIRE MAGAZINE/BOOKLET and placed it online for me to find!! HOOLLLLLAAA x 58380934 Internet. Here it is:

Here is a scan of some of the screenprinted images.

Here is my hand-cut (what WHAT?!) keyline. I know: JEALOUS.

Shout out to "Anonymous"- we work well together.

If you're interested in community college-grade prose, poetry, and prints, here is the entire booklet called InScape in .pdf format.

We're kind of a BIG DEAL (pt. I)

I've done a HORRIBLE thing. I "googled" myself. MYSELF. VOOOMMMMMIIIITTTTTDAFJWOEJFD in my mouth; I know it's self-centered and HORRIBLE but I was tired of stalking all of my past and present (to use that word loosely) friends and classmates. Soooo, I decided to stalk myself and I was pleasantly surprised at what I found. When Jaya and I were 8 years old, our parents threw us a big party at the local park and for some reason the L.A. Times was there to cover a story on "Parks are Perfect Party Playgrounds". Being big-timers like us, we evidently "discussed the pros and cons of turning 8." Here is what we said:

The Tengco twins, though, ignored the noise as well as three wedding parties that gingerly picked their way past the picnic shelter in search of strategic photo spots. Instead, Jacqueline and Katherine--"Jaya" and "Kaya" to friends--kept an eye on the steadily growing pile of gifts and discussed the pros and cons of turning 8.

When she woke up that morning, Kaya said thoughtfully, "I felt the same--like I was 7."

But Jaya noticed a change immediately: "When I woke up, I felt like I was 8. I felt smarter and happier."

I, as usual, gave a terse answer. But Jaya, JAYA, got all kinds of sassy and self-aggrandizing with her "smarter and happier" quip. WITH THAT BEING SAID: Trip down (what is left of my) Memory Lane: It brought back the one memory I have of that party: A classmate WOULD NOT let up on the fact that the "Little Mermaid" entertainer/person who was performing at the party was wearing a watch. He kept on going on about how it was impossible to wear watches under the sea. I believe at one point he said, "You're not a real mermaid." Dr. Twinklettits: Smartass! Pickles, the drummer: Dude, no hitting. Here is the full article. OBLIGATORY PICTURE POST: Jaya and I cheek-to-cheek during our roadtrip up to Big Sur, CA back in May 2008. AWWWWWW! I know!

I LOOVES my bangs here and the foreshadowing of the blonde-ness of Jaya's to come.

The not-Bixby bridge (but just as beautiful).