I took this picture months ago at work (at the old job). They were putting in these defibrillator stations and, apparently, it is done in stages.
This would be the Lysol stage. That’s the bathroom right behind it, so I guess it’s not wildly inappropriate.
I’ve tagged some links from posts that I’ve enjoyed and even though they weren’t all put out this week, here they are.
First off, if you’ve ever been around midtown New York, I’m willing to bet my overtime paycheck that you have seen the Dan Smith Will Teach You Guitar ads. They’re plastered up everywhere. There are more Dan Smith ads than there are trash cans. Or mail boxes. Or Famous Ray’s. Even more than Starbuck’s.
There’s an electrician in our business to whom someone made the comment that he looks like Dan Smith.
Christine at QuasiAgitato’s post on, as I like to call it, what the hell happened? Plan Z. For those of us who were planning on being far too famous to have kids.
You probably have said something like this to a child at some point, and this guy made art about it. Deny Designs.
Welcome to One and Done Sunday. One picture and five links that are worth your time.
Saturday night I finished up at my old show, at least until the summer. I’m officially down to one gig now and even though we’re about to go into the long days there, it’s good to not have a split focus anymore.
At home our Harry Potter Sunday series continues. Last week was pre-empted by the Super Bowl. #5 was bummed out about that, but I informed him that as his stepmother it was my moral obligation to force him to watch football. He changed alliances with every score until finally #2 said to him, “If this were an actual war, I’m pretty sure everybody would start shooting you right now!”
This week we’re on number four, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. Before we got started, Casey ate the whipped cream off #5’s milkshake.
#5 drank it anyway.
I would have done the same thing.
There’s a scene in the movie where Harry is fighting a dragon and it breaks free and chases him to the roof of Hogwarts. There they land, Harry hanging on for dear life, trying to reach his broom while bits of roof break away underneath him, the dragon clawing towards him, bashing its tail and sending debris flying. At the climactic moment, #5 says, “They’re gonna have to reshingle that.”
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This week’s picture demands an explanation.
When I first went on the road, I owned three pairs of shoes. None of them were cute. On my second tour I was CC’s assistant, and he was traveling eight pairs of shoes.
I gave him a lot of grief for that.
He, in turn, gave me an empty road box for my stuff. Suddenly, I had almost nine cubic feet of storage space to fill with things that I didn’t have to haul through the airport.
I found out I liked shoes.
I also found out that CC and I have very different styles.
Honestly, sometimes I wonder how we ever got together.
Recently I flipped out over the above Ariat boots on Zappos. Let’s just say CC was less than enthusiastic about them.
No, let’s repeat what he actually said to me: You are way too old for those boots.
I’m positive that what he meant was Those rock. You should totally buy them!
I did in fact buy them, because I was sure he wanted me to, and I always get at least three compliments every time I wear them. Usually in front of CC.
Which is awesome.
Also awesome is that he got me long-stemmed roses on Saturday for finishing up my gig and I was the only girl with flowers on the subway.
Now for your links. I gotta be honest, I didn’t read anything this week. So while Harry Potter was on I went to some places I can count on.
First, four artists. I hope to be bringing you more about one of them soon, but for now, check out their sites:
This chick does cool shizz with dead animals. No lie. Kimberly Witham.
Welcome to One and Done Sunday. One picture, and five links that are worth your time.
Yeah, I know I’m late. I promised myself I would clean my bathroom before I got online today. There were a lot of things that interrupted me though, including Chicks With Guns and a Foo Fighters documentary. But I think I’ve got like seventeen minutes left.
CC took this picture during the Halloween blizzard. I think it’s cool. The Halloween blizzard is the only snow we’ve had so far this season. I am convinced it’s because one of my co-workers bought a new snow blower after the hurricane (thanks, Jan!).
Heavy hitters this week on the links. Bloggers that really don’t need help spreading the word, but if you missed them, check them the hell out.
Amazing pictures, followed by amazing writing, from one who served. Iraq: What I Remember by Michael Xavier Oritz
This fed my soul, in an unbelievable way. It’s super long, but what would you expect from The Wedding Blog by amanda f*ing palmer? It’s worth it.
Lori Dyan tells what to do when your kid gets religion. Google is My Co-Pilot by Lori Dyan
The most unexpected and hopeful post about debilitating depression and self-harm that I read this week: The Fight Goes On. The Bloggess.
Betty Londergan has a new gig and a new blog. She’s one of my favorite writers, now working with one of my favorite organizations, Heifer International. Check out her page on the new blog Why Heifer
JM Randolph, accidentalstepmom 