Packing

Without four scarves, a baseball hat,



the Talmud, a selection of international literary fiction, and "a deliciously mordant send-up of the publishing world,"



can you even call it a vacation?

I am about to go on vacation

But before I go,



Are you hip to what's happening here??



Buds! It's going to bloom!

Manhattan Avenue dog

It totally gave me the cold shoulder.

Greg

His eyes are like chocklit drops.

Regardez

The perfect ice cream cone.

Not too big.

If this:

Reminds you of this:



You might be working too hard.

Why yes, I am editing a book about Cubist collages!

"Really cheap garbage"

That's Greg's opinion of this tin I found.

EVERY TIME I THINK OF IT I BURST OUT LAUGHING!

Found

The three least desirable books in existence!



That would be these:

This morning

Attached to my foot when I woke up!

?

Monday

Sofa dinner.



Eat your sausarge in comfort.

ANOTHER round cushion?

Yep.

I am addicted to cushion covers—but we already have way too many pillows everywhere, plus I covered the footrest, and we have a blanket I made on the couch. The living room is a bit "busy."

So this one is a present for a friend.

!!?

I got Greg a really nice v-neck.



But he won't wear it!

Store cat

Pat her.



She will stretch out.

Weegee

Crime scene.

Found

A rawsome old chisel!



Needs to be sharpened.



Almost as good as my Bull Driver.

Advice

Bonking your cactus real hard with your forearm . . .



Try not to do that.

Inspiration

Yesterday I saw this work in progress on my favorite blog:



(Note: the yarn is knotted to a crocheted circle like those I used for my desk-chair cushion.)

Then today, these amazing things:



Obviously I need to make a shag rug.

Dear Once Again Nut Butter, Inc.,

I like your organic no-salt peanut butter.



What I don't like is a nasty old raccoon sneaking into my kitchen and making itself a sandwich.



The only scavenger who gets a free sandwich from me is this guy (he's so dapper).

Sweltering

It's 102 degrees outside, and our kitchen air conditioner is in for repairs (thanks landlady).

Yep, we better go for pizza.



Then let's go home and lie on the bed in our underwear.

What to do Saturday afternoon

Jumbo sweater found on the street and warshed and felted:



Cut two circles.

Then:



Sew them together.

Now take those other circles, crocheted for half-sheepskin cushions that aren't gonna happen, and crochet them together.

But— . . . Greg is napping on the yarn bag!



Hmm . . . maybe unravel these mini pantalons?



YES! Now, crochet the yarn circles together . . .



Then stuff the sweater circles inside:



Seal it up with the pantalons yarn.

And you got a cushion for your desk chair AW YEAH!



Best afternoon ever.

Summer

Indisputably here!

Hallway kitty

Sniffing or munching?

(Still nothing in his backpack.)

Wow

These boxes appear to have been printed with some form of movable type!

Now used only on date stamps and letterpress wedding invitations. (Or can you think of anything else?)

Observed

Apartment-building cat wants to go out.

Why?

Why glue a flower onto a perfectly good cactus???

Abstract(ish) tattoo

More people should have these.

(I followed this girl around on the L platform until she stood still.)

Down the street

From the devil.

(Via.)

The problem with refusing plastic bags

You have no plastic bags.



What do you put your garbage in?

Our new solution: START COMPOSTING! "Trash" is dry so can go in paper bag; compost can go in reusable container (bag? bucket?) that we can empty at the park on Saturday when we go to the farmers market.

In the Canadas everyone composts . . . We're going to give it a go here.

(Once I figure out how to make decent yoghurt [not working!], we'll have the yoghurt-container problem licked. But there's still the juice-container dilemma!! We drink 4 or 5 plastic Red Jacket Orchards bottles a week. I AM NOT SURE WE CAN LIVE WITHOUT IT.)

Last night

Went for a run in the park with the Greg.

It smelled like exhaust, dirt was blowing everywhere, and there were dead-looking men lying on the path.



But—it was somehow still awesome!

(The best part was the "cool-down period" on the couch watching 24 and eating watermelon.)