"al green ain't nuthin but good"

"al green ain't nuthin but good"

i might be quoting her wrong, but i believe that's what amy said once. there's a sort of enthusiastically-mellow that he conjures and i think it's more the look on all of our faces that says it when "nuthin but good" is all you need to say. i declare february 26th al green day. if there isn't already one.

socal storms. ugh.

this sucks. we've gotten more rain this season than seattle. the benefit of living in los angeles is supposed to be that i can ride my motorcycle all year long. yesterday i was wet from the knees down practically all day. but i guess i shouldn't complain. here's a snippet from the news:

Rosa Alvarado and her husband said they knew something was wrong when they heard popping noises in the middle of the night. The Glassell Park home in which they had lived for 41 years was buckling on soil weakened by steady rains. "We just couldn't sleep," said Rosa Alvarado. "We heard 'pop, pop, pop.' We couldn't even get our stuff out. All our furniture, three televisions."

bummer dude. no more sitcoms.

lofty

lofty

since no one can understand why we're constantly busy (and exhausted) i thought i'd show a few pictures of the loft in progress. we bought 150 ft of lighting cable plus about the equivalent in extension cords. we installed switches and dimmers on a lighting scheme we designed to incorporate 19 new lights + a strand of blue christmas lights (many of these are very low wattage; elevenish). this doesn't include 2 more lights we need to install in the entryway and kitchen, plans for the upstairs area, or the possibility of something for the fire escape. we've gotten pretty much all new furniture (some free, some craigslist, some from scratch) and are parting with lots on craigslist ourselves. we're nowhere near done, but the carpentry and electrical portions are practically complete so we can finish sorting and merging all our things.

life drawing one

life drawing one

i'll fill you in if you don't know: i met amy on the friday night before the first meeting of my life drawing 1 class. i took this on saturdays to keep my in-school deferrence. because it's a 3-unit course & only met once a week, it was an eight-hour class! when you've just met the girl of your dreams and make a tradition out of getting no sleep on friday nights, you can imagine how painful this was. thank god for my ipod, really cool classmates (only people who *really* want to be there will spend that long on a saturday drawing) and a really understanding instructor. i think we were supposed to end up filling about 2 newsprint pads, but i only filled one. here's that lone, coffee-fueled pad.

karen's bday

karen's bday

karen's birthday celebration at casa bianca. i got a few pictures, so i thought i'd share them.

passion party: hotel figueroa

passion party: hotel figueroa

the man in black you see here is my coworker joey. last night amy and i had free tickets to the L.A. Weekly's *Passion Party* (thanks to my other coworker Jennifer, who you can't really make out in this picture). of course, it took us forever to get all dolled up and out the door, and then gobble down some food to hold us over on the walk (a much much longer walk than we remembered from halloween) so by the time we arrived, the people were packing up the free dinner amy had been promised. oops. we got our free drink tokens, though. and at the end of the night, we flirted with the bartender and she gave us two free beers!!! we love the hotel figueroa!

at baller hardware

at baller hardware

this was this weird little dog i met at the hardware store yesterday. there i was, buying the wrong bolts that wouldn't put our bed together, and this man comes up to me and asks me if it's my dog. i offered to take pictures and email them to him so that they could post a sign to locate its owner. before i left the store, they figured out that the dog's owner was actually shopping in the store, but i kept the pictures anyway. i wonder if his tongue grew that big over time, or if it was like that as a puppy, too?