Peter Pan's Fashion Pages!

Or, in other words, one hella creepy site. I try really hard not to cannibalize the cool stuff my buds link to on their sites, and instead provide links to their blogs for everyone to peruse, but this made an IMPRESSION on me that I still cannot shake. As Darlene, a frequent poster on Sherpa's site pointed out, dude is 50..that's right 3 years younger than my mom, and from the evidence here provided, I have no doubt that he's a child molester. High points to check out are the burgundy Little Lord Fontelroy, The blue dancer, bunny boi and the purple pixie. And the ultimate glitter star fairy. Aw hell, just look at all of em. But don't say I didn't warn you.

The Opposite of Sex

That was the first place I heard of Bananas Foster, a down home N'awlins specialty. Charity and I tried to find recipies, but they always involved rum. Well, I think this Ice Cream should be forbidden by the word of wisdom too, because the effect on the body is just as awful. Oh, but the way it tastes! I had an ex-something that used to say that Ice Cream calories don't count because all it's good for is filling in the cracks in your stomach. Circuitous logic, but for this stuff, any plausible excuse with which I can justify my behavior is good enough for me. I am such a cliche.

Jackson returns to Lakers as head coach

No Comment. Actually, I lied. Kobe Sucks.

Rob Morrow's Bookshelf

This picture would be so much better without the earrings.

Ok, am I ashamed to admit that every Friday night at 10 pm you will find me plunked infront of the TV watching Numbers, that awful show? Yes.

I actually don't give a crap about the plots, and am just watching it for Rob Morrow. I guess I'm a late comer to the fanclub. Never saw any of the Northern Exposure shows, although I guess I could check them out now on DVD. What keeps me from doing that though is John Corbett. He of Not-Sexy-Aidan fame. Except I will say that Aidan was HOT the second time he and Carrie got together, but I digress.

Can I be even more ashamed that I was surfing Oprah's website on such a deep and penetrating level, that I found Rob's bookshelf? I was impressed that the Da Vinci Code was not on it. Although Joseph Campbell is a tough call, cause it either means he's into lit crit, or it means he's trying to hide the fact that he's an inveterate Star Wars geek. The latter, not so sexy. What is it with this guy and Patrick Dempsey? I'm a total late comer to both, and we just can't get enough of them. Patric Dempsey even as a geeky nerdling in Can't Buy Me Love is DIVINE! But I will not watch that crappy Grey's Anatomy. Even though it landed Patrick on the cover of TV Guide as sexiest guy on TV. That I can agree with. Well, maybe in a tie with Rob Morrow.

Economics of Scale

LA Pillow

The first thing you learn in Econ 150 @ BYU is that it pays to specialize. That's why I'm so grateful that someone out there finally got a site up selling these retro kitschy travel pillows, so I don't have to make one. Ever since Kim Bassinger's character in LA Confidential had one on her bed, I've coveted one. But they're $136!!!! Pricey. And how's this for math....the California pillow apparently takes 40 hours to stitch by hand. Correct me if I'm wrong, but that means that someone's getting paid $3.40 an hour to stitch...and that's not even including materials or a profit margin. Something's fishy....I don't know if I quite believe that it's hand stitched. And you thought english majors couldn't do math.

And it's kinda cheezy to have an LA pillow living in LA. So maybe I can get it for my sister as a housewarming gift when she moves to Vegas. I could get the Ski Colorado one for myself. Or the France or Italy one. Again when I got mo papes.

Arrowhead Pond of Anaheim - Calendar

Arrowhead Pond of Anaheim - Calendar: "Freestyle Explosion Explodes at the Arrowhead Pond!!!
Don't miss the hot beats and mega-hits as Freestyle Explosion brings together Stevie B., Lisa Lisa, The Cover Girls, Debbie Deb, David Torres (formerly of Nice & Wild), Shannon, Pretty Poison, Cynthia, Sugar Hill Gang, Vaughan Mason and Crew, and Brick to Southern California. This superstar lineup featuring all your freestyle, soul, rap and R&B favorites takes the stage at the Arrowhead Pond of Anaheim on Saturday, June 11th."

Yeah, well, I missed it, I'm so bummed.

Wow, this really is turning into baseball blog isn't it?

So Tuesday night was the season premiere of Queer Eye featuring The Boston Red Sox. I NEVER watch Queer Eye, but had to admit the concept was intriguing. So Jessie and I were in place for some good old down home mullets and homophobia. Man those Sox were uncomfortable. Carson had a few bon mots, but also some ideas that were a little too outré. Like Johnny Damon's stripe on stripe ensemble--Carson trying way too hard. Although I will grant that with a little grooming...I could see what Sherpa sees in Damon. Carson is just way more into pink than any human has a right to be. That's my dose of Queer Eye for the year.

So my new Identity is Art Investor. I've decided, I'm gonna make it happen. Thanks to Domino Magazine for getting me started with a list of Art Fairs.

Best (most affordable) for Newcomers
The Armory Show
MIAMI!!!!
New Art Dealers
Hipster Magnet

Braggadocio

I made this!

This is my gorgeous spring flower spray that I made for my brother's wedding with Apricot branches, tuberoses, varicolored roses and...hmmm...let's see what else... baby calla lillies, and whatever those tiny flowers were. Those were the most expensive of the lot. I have to say I'm very proud of it.

Belated birthday wishes...pimpin in pink!

This I gotta see....

Shaq goes undercover for Justice Dept. probe While I certainly think that it is admirable that Shaq sincerely wants to a) have a life after the NBA and b) take action against the increasing number of horrible people that prey on children...Riddle me this...How in the world is one of this earth's most easily recognizable celebrities going to do ANYTHING undercover? His size alone would prevent that.

Partypoopers!

Los Angeles Dodgers Fan Code of Conduct

This isn't going to turn into DODGERBLOG, I swear, but I couldn't believe it when I heard on the radio today that there is now an 11 point Fan Code of Conduct that will be posted all over Dodger Stadium.

In the light of recent interactions between players and fans in professional sports, I can see how this might be a wise thing. But it also really bums me out, because it means an evening with 1500 of your closest friends in the Left Field Pavillion isn't going to be what it used to be.

Granted, the last time I was there two weekends ago, I was getting pretty tired of the boorish behavior of my fellow fans in the Right Field Pavillions. I mean, are beach balls really that entertaining? Especially in a game where the bases were loaded 3 times and the Dodgers had a grand slam? but maybe I'm just mad cause I'm too short to see if everyone stands up.

I am so gonna be that Mom!

Palos Verdes Little League
On Saturday I went with my sister to watch my little cousin play T-ball in a local Little League. It only took like 15 seconds before we were totally entranced by the game and yelling directions to the kids on the field. The first thing you notice, is that this is NOT baseball, this is an excersise in ego stroking. The first inning, every player gets an at-bat no matter what the plays are. Some players use a Tee, some get a pitching machine...and no one keeps score (my aunt calls it PV rules).

But that didn't keep us from totally yelling "The play is at SECOND!!! Throw to Second!!!!" or "Don't run with the ball, throw it!!!!" or "GO! GO! Home Home!" It took me a while to realize that the coaches weren't even telling the kids what to do. Just my sister and I being RABID.

My cousin was on 3rd and we were along the third base line...he said to his coach, "Do I have to run home?" My sister immediately says, "YES, PJ, you will HUSTLE!!!!" On the last play he stood still while a runner moved to second and the batter got to first. But, to his credit, earlier in the game he got the runner out at second, and as the last play of the game he hit a grand slam. Not too shabby for T-ball. But I definitely am that girl, once again.

Dodger Game--GRAND SLAM!

PURPLE, yet!

Napoleonic ERA

On Saturday I went to the Getty and saw the Jacques-Louis David: Empire to Exile exhibit. The first time there had EVER been a David exhibit in the US. Can you believe that?

Do you ever somehow just kind of find yourself transfixing on one period in time? I've never been all that into the Napoleonic Era, but all of a sudden, It's creeping into my pop culture choices. In the past month, besides viewing this exhibit, I'm reading Stendhal's Le Rouge et Le Noir (a bit post Napoleon, I'll grant...)and I've watched the whole Sharpe series and viewed Vanity Fair again. Just a strange convergence.

Rita's Water Ice

A discussion with a friend today about Lancaster County Ice Cream (Produced by the Amish...I tried to find a site to make a link, but then it occured to me that the amish more than likely wouldn't HAVE a site...) made me a little nostalgic for Rita's Water Ices that I enjoyed so much while I was in Philly. There was nothing like slurping down a passion fruit gelato made fresh from the fruit after a long hot day tracting the Philly streets in bass flats, panty hose and a DRESS! Open from like April to October, the seasonal treats made my day more than once. I even ate a modified philly sandwich today and pondered going back there for the first time in 7 years. Gads.

Pick Me up for the Week...

I'm Stuck in Rehab with Pat O'Brien

My fav is the checkers game with Whitney.

WTF from about a week ago

Now that Blogger and Hello aren't FREAKING out like they were last week, I can finally proclaim that I MISSED THE MEMO that went around saying Eric Roberts is the new must-have cameo for every video. In the space of less than half an hour, while surfing channels, momentarily saw him in a video for The Killers and Mariah Carey. Don't even bother explaining it to me, because I don't WANT to get it. Don't believe the hype, buddy...you ain't sexy. But that Mariah, she sure is trashy, huh?

I stand corrected!

So everyone knows if a Steve McQueen movie is on TV, I have to watch it. Well, usually it's The Getaway or some other one, that I don't really like. Today I chanced upon Nevada Smith, which I kinda ignored in the ol' survey of McQueen's oevure that my sis and I conducted back in college, because, I assumed it was just another prison flick. Anyone ever noticed that all his films are prison movies? That means no chicks in the film either. Well, I stand corrected...in this one...he has a love interest IN PRISON. And it's a girl.



In fact, It's Suzanne Pleshette...


Did I already mention to you guys how McQueen checked out my friend's Mom back in the day because they were on the same flight and she looked a LOT like Ali McGraw (to whom he was married then...)? I would so hold that over my hubby's head. You don't like me, guess what, I know someone that does!