Monday, August 31, 2009
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Friday, August 28, 2009
Anyway,I can't miss this show. It's biking distance and one of my favorite professors from art school is hosting the extravaganza so it will be fun to catch up. It's sort of like procrastination but could be quite inspiring. Happy Friday! Welcome Saturday mornings and Zola paws!
It may be a little cute for me. I will have to see it in person but it will serve it's function until I can cusomize the bags myself. I'm thinking something along these lines but with patterned fabric: I have decided the bags are going to make the statement. The bike is so stealth, being black with no detail. I think it would look slick with some "crazy, cool" bags. I wish I had the time to make them now but I have already set my priorities so this is down the list! Damn...
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Have I mentioned I'm hosting a baby shower at my place September 26th? Well, I am. It's for one of my best friends, Jamie. I don't like babies, kids, teenagers...but Jamie is worth it. And, she does have a radiant glow about her. I just thought that all that was a ploy to further the population "Oh, your skin and hair and boobs look the best when you're pregnant!" reply: "Ok, let's have babies!" I mean it could also be that sex is fun...you chose.
Anyway, I found myself buying baby clothes this evening. I felt awkward. It was like buying condoms, I didn't want anyone to see me. HA! I have had fun thinking about decorations and I think she's going to love it, but on top of that I also need to redo my website before the art festival in October. I also have to help my aunt with a wedding shower she is having for my cousin, Jesse. Recall the invitations I made? September looks to be overwhelming.
Admist all this I had to do something for myself:I splurged on these today (here's a more accurate photo). I saw these at the bike shop and they were out of my price range so I decided to get the ones above instead, plus the colors are better. Luckily, they were on sale. They don't look so hot but I bought them for function, mostly biking, but I think I can get away with wearing them to work. Even if they just sit in the box the actual purchase was what I needed to end this day.
Sunday, August 23, 2009
I stopped by a little restaurant in the Paseo and sat at the bar. They usually have a live band but unfortunately, last night they didn't. In fact, they were extremely slow for a Saturday night. I was the only one at the bar. The weather was terrific so most people were on the patio.
I had a couple of drinks and chatted with the bartender most of the night. It was enjoyable. I usually steer clear of bars because they feel like meat markets but since I was the only one there it was nice. I engaged in some decent conversation and did some sketching. The characters: Meet Dusty, the cute bartender. He rides mountain bikes and has recently joined one of the 57 rowing teams in OKC. All I can say is, attractive and social=good tips from lonely girls. :) Well hello, Chris! This guy seemed stereotypical of the area. A super high-bee hippy with dreads. He couldn't stop smiling. After several minutes of very cyclical conversation he told me he had eaten a lot of acid. Finally, something makes sense! He also kept saying 'this and that,' "I do a little this and that." "I sold my bike for this and that." It was much more entertaining than Bricktown on a good day. On my way out I caught this guy playing the drums in front of my car. I sat there with my windows rolled down listening to him by the moonlight. Then I hit the highway, my home.