notes&snapshots

Just enjoying a little bit of south Florida wildlife. (at Collins Avenue)


Flipping through the channels I happened upon some photo shoot on television

From a shot of this woman standing near the corner of a white stone building with tall skinny columns- I knew it was Venice. Then I noticed the mask on a stick in her hand. Then they panned to gondolas and my guess was confirmed.

I know that corner in Venice. I remember visiting there 21 years ago when I was 10 years old. I went with my cousin (and her parents) walking around that very corner and then the path along the water on the way to visit my cousin’s pen pal in an apartment a few blocks down the way. Because in 1994- that was as the kind do thing you might do if you happen to pop in to the city of your far away pen pal - stop in for tea and cookies.

So strange that decades later I remember that random corner we passed by only for a few minutes right before dark on our way to somewhere else. Even though now I rely on yelp, instagram and twitter to tell me where I’ve been, our magical human brains keep everything. Humans are magic.


I keep watching all these videos of Bill Cosby on interview shows

He reminds me so much of my grandpa. Like my grandpa 10 years ago before the Alzheimer’s or dementia or whatever it is took over. When it was just starting out and he had the most seemingly random non sequiturs around every turn.

Watching these videos makes me miss my most hilarious gramps. He’s 87 (I think?) and still pretty fit and has far sharper eyes than me. He says all kinds of random things now and forgets when he last ate and asks the same questions 10 times in a row and is always requesting coffee and a little something sweet. But every now and then he drops hilarious one liners or crazy digs that crack us up. He’s still in there, just hiding behind a fog.

And I feel like Mr Cosby is headed into that fog right now. And it sucks but I hope his family and his fans are still all paying attention because even through that fog- there’s still so much of the truly hilarious old dude still in there.

Or he’s always on drugs. Could be that too.


due to the timing of our move, we missed those steamy hot days of the boston summer and now we’re missing out the sudden drop in temps and random cold days of fall in new england. while there are some trees with yellow leaves around town and visually on some streets it does ‘look’ like fall - it definitely doesn’t feel like it.
last night smogs and i complained to each other about the monotony of the weather here in northern california. every morning it’s grey and cool. by 11am every day it’s sunny and a warm 72 degrees. every evening it cools down again as the sun sets. day after perfect, beautiful day. who could imagine getting tired of this? and yet - we kind of have.
right before bed we had the windows open and that fantastic pre-rain smell started to drift in. around 7am this morning it was actually really raining real rain drops. it was fantastic and we laid around for a bit in silence just drinking it in. we’ve been missing the sounds and smell of rain for a while now.
of course, now it’s 11am and the sun is creeping out a little later than normal - but it’s on it’s way. another beautiful day. but dang if i haven’t been missing our annoying and unpredictable new england days. and the apple picking. i’m really missing the apple picking. View Larger

due to the timing of our move, we missed those steamy hot days of the boston summer and now we’re missing out the sudden drop in temps and random cold days of fall in new england. while there are some trees with yellow leaves around town and visually on some streets it does ‘look’ like fall - it definitely doesn’t feel like it.

last night smogs and i complained to each other about the monotony of the weather here in northern california. every morning it’s grey and cool. by 11am every day it’s sunny and a warm 72 degrees. every evening it cools down again as the sun sets. day after perfect, beautiful day. who could imagine getting tired of this? and yet - we kind of have.

right before bed we had the windows open and that fantastic pre-rain smell started to drift in. around 7am this morning it was actually really raining real rain drops. it was fantastic and we laid around for a bit in silence just drinking it in. we’ve been missing the sounds and smell of rain for a while now.

of course, now it’s 11am and the sun is creeping out a little later than normal - but it’s on it’s way. another beautiful day. but dang if i haven’t been missing our annoying and unpredictable new england days. and the apple picking. i’m really missing the apple picking.

(Source: thinkseasonal)


so i just started watching veronica mars for the first time

i know. it’s 2014. first we started with a little alicia florrick to bring us to the start of this decade and now i’m going way back into college shows i missed out on.

anyways, i can’t believe i missed this show the first time! they played the streets on the first episode! why wasn’t i watching? this show is so me! especially 2004 me!

so now i’m on the second episode and they’re talking about the rich kids and she called them ‘oh-niners’ because their zip code ended in -09 and i was like WUT? because i’m from the northeast side of san antonio. alamo heights slash 78209 adjacent. and all my life everyone called that side of the tracks the oh-niners. and we called their HEB the gucci-b. and well, i was like, wut? is this a thing that happens in other towns too?!?!

so of course i googled and it turns out the director of veronica mars is from san marcos and probably had friends who were -09 adjacent as well and that’s where he got it from. HA! so oh niners is not a common term for rich people. it is a san antonio thing that just snuck its way into this cult show from 10 years ago that i never saw until yesterday. cool.

*09 story digression: once i was at an 09 fiesta event in some school parking lot and it was full of rich people or something, i dont know. but in the crowd of people i saw one tall, blonde man standing in line for funnel cake. STEVE KERR. king of the bulls 3s of yesteryear. (this is when he played for the spurs). i think i took a picture of him from the next fajita stand over or something. and that was the closest i ever got to michael jordan.

AND UPDATE: vintage paris hilton is on this show too!?! lolz even more!


climateadaptation:

Drought is flexing it’s summer muscles. Late summer rains will help.

living in california for the past two months, i only have a faint memory of some light drizzles a few nights during our time here. everytime we go hiking i’m still shocked by the cracks in the ground visible all over the hills, due to the dry earth.
and never mind texas, where my house’s plumbing actually was cracked due to the months and months of dry soil.
droughts are really very scary. i hope these forecasted rains do show up.climateadaptation:

Drought is flexing it’s summer muscles. Late summer rains will help.

living in california for the past two months, i only have a faint memory of some light drizzles a few nights during our time here. everytime we go hiking i’m still shocked by the cracks in the ground visible all over the hills, due to the dry earth.
and never mind texas, where my house’s plumbing actually was cracked due to the months and months of dry soil.
droughts are really very scary. i hope these forecasted rains do show up.

climateadaptation:

Drought is flexing it’s summer muscles. Late summer rains will help.

living in california for the past two months, i only have a faint memory of some light drizzles a few nights during our time here. everytime we go hiking i’m still shocked by the cracks in the ground visible all over the hills, due to the dry earth.

and never mind texas, where my house’s plumbing actually was cracked due to the months and months of dry soil.

droughts are really very scary. i hope these forecasted rains do show up.


ROI for cat toys

$200 6ft tall cat tree: 2 minutes of play while he climbs to the top and then stares down from his perch as king of the castle. used approximately 1x per week

$0 twist tie from loaf of bread: 30 minutes so far of play while he flicks it around the house and pounces on it from room to room. used anytime we give him one*.

also of interest: remote control mouse toy, no interest. laser pointer, 5 minutes. plastic tag from new clothes, 15 minutes. plastic bags, forever 3am licks.

*supervised only! he doesn’t try to eat them, but JUSTINCASE never alone.