Walking Concert

I stumbled on this band and then found out they've been broken up for like three years. It's especially upsetting because they only have one album! I DON'T KNOW HOW I KEEP GOING. Regardless, I found this and only this video on youtube. It's not my most favorite from the album but it's still pretty great! (If you like MUSIC.)

DJ AM

I'm watching Adam Goldstein on this show of his, Gone Too Far, about getting people sober and this sounds ridiculous and possibly stupid but it's an incredibly helpless feeling. I just want to go through the screen and stop time and make him see that he was slipping back into the disease. He is sitting there telling a heroin addict, "I promise you can be freed from this. FREED. There's another life." It's just heartbreaking. Before his death I heard so many stories about what a selfless, generous person he was and since then of course I've heard even more. Here is Dr. Drew talking about him. Possibly only interesting to me! The part at the end is what really kills me.

via Carrie Can

This is awesome.

Birds on the Wires from Jarbas Agnelli on Vimeo.

Up close & personal

I realized I never reblogged Sussy's post which showed a close up of the best-craft-ever-created which led me to Rick Springfield. So, go here to see it!

Harper started pre-school yesterday

But it was a slow integration pre-school where they don't let you leave until the child shows no signs of discomfort so I will still be going there with or without her in 2012. Hey-oh! But honestly, I do want to tell the teachers at some point, "Look, she is always going to get extremely upset at some point and it doesn't matter if I'm here or not." Case in point yesterday when she overdid her outside limit, which means she was outside for longer than 20 minutes and she melted down. They told me to come sit with her, a request my daughter quickly dismissed STRONGLY, as she preferred to cry by herself rather than be comforted. These are other tidbits from yesterday.

Me: Harper, I will stay there today, but I may leave on Thursday.

Harper: No, you can leave today.

Me: They won't let me leave today. I have to stay.

Harper: Oh! No, you can leave.

Me: Harper, I'm telling you, I have to stay today.

Harper: Oh! No, I mean, you can leave.

Me: I think when we actually get there you may feel differently.

We turn the corner and see the place.

Harper: I was just joking. You can stay.

(She didn't end up caring if I was there or not.) On the way home we discussed her time there.

Me: What are your teachers names? Do you remember?

Her: No! YOU know! You're the one who knows!

This child came out fully formed. And she is an adolescent general.

Our first contest?

We are selling our TV on craigslist. I asked Brett what I should say about it.

Brett: Write: Get ready to have your sh*t rocked.

So, as a joke I wrote: Perfect condition. It'll rock your sh*t off.

Brett: Please write that.

Me: I will not write that, because I want it to sell.

Brett: (completely serious)It'll sell, and it'll sell to a far more interesting person.

Me: It will NOT sell that way. Seriously, what should I write?

Brett: You should SERIOUSLY write that.

Me: I am NOT going to write that! What should I say?

Brett: FINE. If you're not going to be interesting, just be FACTUAL (contempt not at all disguised).

Now he wants to write two competing ads and see who gets more calls.