Visceral

Eddie Vedder releases his second solo album next week: Ukulele Songs. When he does things like this, like reappear in the press, write simple, beautiful songs, or, heaven forbid wander his neighborhood, I have a very visceral reaction. Debilitating, actually. Completely robs me of any ability to function normally, incapacitates my present, and throws me back to hours spent ineffectively "stalking" my teenage crush. The rush of angst, need and superficial pain prohibits productivity. As Lana so effectively assessed, I am sick, I have a flu, and only through weeks daydreams can I resurface as my self.

http://www.npr.org/2011/05/25/136649054/first-listen-eddie-vedder-ukulele-songs

Lamer than lame

Blogger had a glitch yesterday, the day I decided to post on both blogs. Both posts disappeared. Lame.

C'est Fini

So, we're basically finished. There are a few small things we're still waiting on, but as far as the bank is concerned, we're done. Check out the final pictures.

Glass cabinets, tons of light, and an amazing space to gather with friends and family. Too bad it will never be as nice or as clean as day one.

Loving the hood, it makes cooking bacon and other smelly things so much easier. Although, Jim's the one who has done most of the cooking.

Notice our oversized tavern lights. Totally intentional, totally. We have big plans for our West wall... If only $ was an indefatigable (?) resource.

Gratuitous Moo photo - Easter Maizey.

Gratuitous Boo photo - Lazy Monster