i bought a wayne thiebaud children’s book today. thiebaud is one of my top artists next ed ruscha and bill viola. he makes dessert look so good!

incidentally the last kid’s book i bought (in adulthood) was Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs food theme a coincidence? hardly.

lindsay got a croquet set from her boss and invited us over for croquet and bbq on sunday. croquet is so much fun! i would have never guessed, it always seemed like this boring bourgeois sport to me. we played, took a break and started swinging at fallen apples in her backyard with mallets which was so much fun. i got apple all over me, everyone connected. then we ate, went back inside to play apples to apples (best board/card game ever), then went out to play night croquet which was a fun challenge and sonny brought out the guitar and played flight of the conchords songs during the game (YAY!). after that, we to the melody and the mallard for drinks. we crashed at their place then had chicken and waffles at the merrit. i hella love oakland.

i don’t understand how this card didn’t win

the “sandtrap”

joe’s dad’s promo photo (folk singer)

the empty melody

the mallard

“girl, you’ll be a woman soon”

bedtime

giant hamburger cake

macarthur bart platform

view of the port of oakland from bart train

saturday was really befuddling. it started out really normal and then a bunch of stuff happened. more on that later

i checked the mail in the afternoon and there were two packages in the mail for me. YAY! i love getting stuff in the mail, even have a soft spot for this notorious piece of mail.

on the left adam c. sent me his cd of 4-track recordings under Namesake. i love his cover of prince’s ‘when you were mine’. adam is one of probably 30 people i know who left SF for NY the past 5 years. he drums for the mall and the photo essays on his blog are some of my favorite, but i think he just quit the internet. i miss seeing the mall live. the other package was from B.Cause one of my favorite deejays, i got the Vol. 2 of his Night of the Remix cd. i got some new music for my commute

i was feeling really tired so i took a nap. when i woke up, i wanted to do laundry and when i opened my washer machine it was full of beer and ice.

i forgot my roommate told me he was throwing a birthday party for his pal. oops. brian called me from this pool party that turned sour and i told him to come over with katie. he told me he got into a verbal argument with this girl who faked a british accent who said ireland was a shithole, which made him lose it. i couldn’t believe it though because i had a very recent encounter with someone who faked a british accent too. katie confirmed it since she used to work with her. the lady was from wisconsin and didn’t speak like that at work. anyway, when i heard how angry brian was over the phone i realized that he had been drinking whiskey and immediately wished i didn’t invite him because it sometimes takes him to The Dark Place. hahaha. too late. on the way over to my house i get this text from brian: I CAN’T WAIT TO GET TO YOUR PARTY AND START FIGHTS. i was so scared. then he gets here and sees all these drunk people who raided our foamhead room and got really scared, like it was a furry party or something. hilarious! and a perfect opportunity to bounce. so we go to the knockout, but on the way brian picks up garbage. great. he found a found this thing of carpet swatches and wouldn’t put it back down. so then we get tot he knockout and he starts dancing with these carpet swatches on the dancefloor like he was some kind of carpet salesman letting loose on a saturday night. at first me and katie look at each other really embarassed like “let’s pretend we don’t know him”. but the people on the dancefloor were feeling it? i guess that’s the mission for you. one guy started dancing while poking brian’s carpet (pause). and then a bunch of girls crowded around him and brian was trying to sell them carpet. what the f—? totally unreal night.

cutting a rug while carrying rug