A very weird book

Staple bound.



"X-mas ’92."

Merry Christmas!

This baby cost fitty cents at the thrift store.

At work

There has been a bit of a shakeup.

Stella passed away.

George, seeing her pot empty, discarded his own and crawled into hers.



Pierre has a good thing going, and he's holding onto it.



Will an outsider move into George's old pot?



Stay tuned.

Research

Well, I ordered this book yesterday ($1.75!):



So basically I'm pretty sure I'll be rich soon.

Health

Greg and I are reviving our practice of having greens with every meal—we used to be almost unable to conceive of a meal without them, but somehow we slipped.

Last night, broccoli raab:



YUMMMMMMY! Thanks Greg.

I found this on the internet by accident just now:



































Henry Raab. Doesn't he have great hair? (He probably ate a lot of greens).

I used to sport a similar style. Well, the head part, not the face part (I wish!).

New Year's Eve shadow puppets

Yes, that is the Wicked Witch of the West there on the right.

She was harshing the vibe (what kind of shadow animal is that even supposed to be??), so I threw a bucket of water on her.

Do you have "house clothes"?

When I work at home on the weekend I like to wear my "work sweater" (semi-ugly, not overly clean oversized cardigan with pockets), a random t-shirt, this weird belt I made with my tube knitter, any of several pairs of "hobo pants" grabbed outta the laundry pile, and, of course, the ubiquitous blue cotton scarf. Also slippers if it is cold.

NEVER SOCKS! NEVER SKINNY JEANS!

Awesomeness!

Basket.





Small.

Thank you Village des Valeurs de Montréal for making my life.

Transportation

Trucks.



Airplanes.

From the bedroom.

Ack!

Disgusting!

We need a maid.

Greggy dresser menagerie

Donkey name of Teddy.



Polar bear cub.



Elephant!



Donkey with wings ("Donkasus").

I may or may not have made a couple of these.

Lesson

Do not get a nose job.

Graham Avenue

A nice modern sculpture.



Then I took the brick home with me.

I'm LOOKING

Mr. Greg got a blog!



The truth that should be.

I love it!

There are rules

Staples: in the trash.

Paperclips: throw away one or two "by accident."

Binder clips: only the Devil would put a binder clip in the garbage can.

Hence:



When you clear off your shelf every coupla months, spend an hour sorting and reclaiming the hardware.

Or get an intern to do it.

This little dude

Needs to take a chill pill.



I caught him scampering around on my desk and he got all belligerent.

Askin me for peanuts.

New Year's Eve day

Leave work around 3:30 and go to Central Park.



In this hand:



The best sandwich I have eaten in my entire LIFE!

In this bag:



Walnut brownie.

On the ol headphones: Jonathan Goldstein podcast.

OK, now walk around and look for skorls. Say Happy New Year to them!

(On the ol face: rhapsodic beam of joy.)

Mr. Snowman

He dead.

( . . . "The horror"?)

On the way to work yesterday

I really enjoy this guy's stance.

Someone else who is not me

I believe I am two degrees separated from this girl, but we haven't met.

I like her pichures.

































































Wha—a dog with a pacifier?!?!?!????

UPDATE

Mysterious failure to thrive . . .





Mysteriously over!

All of a sudden . . . it's growing??

Scarf for a sister

Almost done!

Yarn wad in the sun

Basking.

BETH LETAIN

That girl has got "the chops."

Check out her new website!

Apollo Street

Found last night:



Two sheets of 3/4-inch plywood (6 feet x 3 feet) to make a bookcase outta.



A stool for Greg (he needed one for his studio).



With speshul rotating butt massagers!

Yay free!

Ruth Chew

She wrote a series of books about witches. I read a whole bunch of them when I was a kid.

I found this one on the street the other day!





































































It's pretty good. (The witch rides a vacuum cleaner.)

Hmm

Someone has been making . . .



Cinnamon toast!