My, How You've Grown

Apparently, I'm not the only one who's been busy! Get-a-load-a-this, folks!

June 3rd, 2009

June 28th, 2009
(After re-potting)

A Jew Walks Into A Bar...

Sadly, I'm just running out to dinner, so have no time to comment on this GEM of a find.

Génial.

V for...?

A couple of months ago I noticed a big, bold letter V on the sidewalk that I was cruising down. I paused for a moment and wondered what it meant, but was quickly distracted by some stranger's boots as she passed by me (thank you undiagnosed ADD), and so off I went, leaving the V behind me.
But then a few weeks later, again, a V stamped right there in front of my feet! Hmmm...am I on the same block? Is this the same V?, I thought to myself.
Well, no, it wasn't the same block and it wasn't the same V and by now I've seen them all over the place. From Spring street all the way up to 125th and Morningside. There are letter V's sprinkled all over this fair city of ours and no one seems to have even the slightest clue as to what they are doing here.
This lack of intelligence begs a few questions, such as...
Are Big Bird, Elmo and the rest of the Sesame Street gang behind this elaborate alphabet refresher course?
Could the aliens be marking our streets like they did the PeruVian mountains with their nifty little Nazca Lines?
Is Natalie Portman's shaVed head about to jump out from a dark alley way and start a reVolution in her poorly executed english accent?
Well everyone, put your fears aside...I'm on the case! I'll get to the bottom of this one using my good looks, charm, wiley wit, and maybe a few tips from you - my beloved readers.
If you see a V, come talk to me.

Germination!

Despite all the odds against them (ie. the bi-polar "spring" weather we've had for the past few weeks), my little seedlings are showing signs of life!
Three cheers for urban, fire-escape, organic, can't-get-more-local local farming!

Hold Up Wait A Minute

Today, in the middle of electronically leafing through my guilty pleasure - "Hollywood Gossip" - I came upon this photograph.
I have one question for everyone out there : The "girl" in the ugly blue dress over there...she's a man, right?

For a better look at her definite man hands, click here.

Beware : "She" is like the sun...that sh*t buuuuurrrrnnnss if you look for too long. Fiyah.

Because I Love You

O-B-A-M-A = Smiling, Smiling, Smiling, Mid-Speech, Smiling Obamas

There's an Obama Font. Barack's faces up there - yeah, they spell out "OBAMA" in Obama Language. I wonder if the CIA will start using this as some sort of patriotic, hard-to-crack code. Hopefully not, now that I've spilled the beans.
Get your Obama Font Here.

BeSquirreled

I jacked this clip from another blog...sorry other blog (youwildin.blogspot.com)...it was just too good! If you haven't already seen it, enjoy. If you have already seen it, you know why I had to take it.



Related childhood clip, via The Sword And The Stone -

All You Need Is A Rake And Hoe And A Piece Of Fertile Ground

On a more personal note -
The spring is here (finally!) so I've decided to sow and grow myself a garden on my lovely little fire escape. Ahhh, urban life...it can be so charming.
Let's see what happens.

Forget About Swine Flu - Let's Get Drunk!

I like juice boxes - always have. They're unbeatable in the convenience department; small and compact, an easy to use straw function, and some sort of sweet nectar inside!
Well, now there are Wine Juice Boxes...sippy cups for adults. Three Thieves Bandit Wine is perfect for summer time (or any time, really). As my new friend at Best Cellars said, "They're perfect for walking around town with during the day - they look like protein shakes!"
AWESOME!
Enjoy and drink responsibly, kids.