Got to go to the airshow in Lakeland. There were some amazing old beauties there. I have a new appreciation for aviation design...

Jean's waistline is ridiculous!

At a distance, she doesn't look so bad. However, let me explain all the accessories she had on:

1. Sunglasses on her head
2. Regular glasses on her face
3. Giant gold dangly earrings
4. Butterfly top with cut-outs at the neck
5. Gold Necklace
6. Gold watch on her left hand
7. Gold bangles on her right hand
8. Gold stretch belt
9. High-end designer handbag
10. 4 gold rings (that I could count)

If your accessories outnumber the number of items you're wearing, it's probably too much.

Accessorizing in moderation is the key.

This rant has been brought to you by your local self-described stylista.

'Tis but thy name that is my enemy;
Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.
What's Montague? it is nor hand, nor foot,
Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part
Belonging to a man. O, be some other name!
What's in a name? that which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet;
So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call'd,
Retain that dear perfection which he owes
Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name,
And for that name which is no part of thee
Take all myself.

This is the view of the fence I'm watching. I can't believe Darrell is building this all by himself. I'm in awe.

I saw this 45 player for sale at Sound Exchange on Nebraska Friday afternoon and really wished I had $1,000 spare dollars to spend on it. The camera photo actually enhances the dreamy feeling I felt while I was ogling it. I realized at that moment that I would go broke for music.

One of my biggest fears is going deaf. When the ringing in my ears started geting deafening about 5 years ago, I went to the doctor to try and figure it all out. I was terrified that I was sufering from tinitis and beginning to lose my hearing. As it turns out, I was suffering from allergies. However, they did discover that I'd lost about 85% of my hearing already. So, I vigilently wear earplugs to all shows now. No exceptions--no matter how uncool I look.

Darrell and I had to go to the house late last night to put up the bar light covers. He held the flashlight to them while I took this photo on my phone.

The house officially looks the way we want save for a few things that are either needing to be installed or that the contractor needs to have changed. I can't believe it. After 13 months, we are very, very close. The worst part of seeing the house almost complete is that I want to start moving all my stuff in, but can't. Did I mention we're really, really close to completion?? Yea!

Saturday night, we all went to check out the Lights on Tampa arts display. It was a beautiful evening, filled with unexpected beauty on typically boring or ignored buildings. We walked all through Downtown and then from the Ice Palace to Channelside and then through part of the Channelside district. I posted all photos to my Flickr page.

I would have to say that one of the best parts for me was posing with this guy, dressed as Obi Wan Kenobi with the movie replica Light Saber and the moving, beeping R2D2. It was so rad to swing that thing around. I sort of wish I knew this guy and could go over to his house to play with all his cool Star Wars memoribilia...

Mini HS reunion on Saturday night totaly ruled.  We had a delicious Thai dinner while catching up.  Here we are after dinner...


 

Then we went downtown to a pseudo hip place for drinks and appetizers.  I realize we're working backwards, but it worked out just fine for us.

We then trekked, on foot, across downtown to another Pub where my friend Brent was performing.  On the way, we stopped and checked out the cool public light displays and paid tribute to the late, great Eddie Caballero.

I LOVE our red lucite countertops in the guest bathroom. LOVE them!

Just wanted to post this photo of Darrell and I. I think I'm going to frame it and put it on my desk.

My friend Carole is amazing. She's travelled the world alone several times over and is still trucking at the tender age of 68. Darrell and I met her down in Ft. Lauderdale this weekend. She was embarking on a cruise on Sunday morning with her friend Ken (he wants more, she doesn't). We took them to the Mai Kai for dinner on Saturday night and, boy, did we have fun. I wish we could have visted longer, as I only get to see her once every 2-3 years, but, alas, the memories of our night at the tiki bar...

I have so much to be thankful for, particularly how much this picture makes me laugh. The look of shear fright in his eyes...shear genius, I tell you!!

Broken Social Scene blew my expectations out of the water last night. Their sound was so--big and full and exhilarating. 5 guitarists on stage at the same time with a drummer, keyboardist and a horn section at times. A guitar-based orchestra. Totally amazing. I'd never heard anything like that before. To add to that, they write lyrics like these in 'Lover's Spit.'

All these people drinking lover's spit
They sit around and clean their face with it
And they listen to teeth to learn how to quit
tied to a night they never met

You know it's time
that we grow old and do some shit
I like it all that way

All these people drinking lover's spit
Swallowing words while giving head
They listen to teeth to learn how to quit
tied to a night they never met

You know it's time
that we grow old and do some shit
I like it all that way

Visit my flickr page. I keep a photo diary of the house being built and our occassional trips that don't involve home-building.