…the who cares girl…

Recently we watched “Party Girl“. “What’s so great about that outfit?” the Boy asked as I was attempting to take photos of Parker during the warehouse party scene.

“This was 95,” I sniffed. “Things were understated.” Anyway, wasn’t Parker adorable in every damn scene? Seriously. Love that movie.

I had never heard of Russell Brand, but when I was browsing the new biographies section yesterday at the bookstore the title “My Booky Wook” just begged me to take it home.

Also, I admit to having a weakness for druggy memoirs. Name a memoir of a drug/booze/sex abuser, I’ve read it!

And then I grabbed this one too, what the hell. I haven’t read a good memoir in ages–I’ve been reading nothing but crime fiction.

A long time ago (okay, some time last year) I was perusing Youtube and I stumbled upon this trailer for “The Rolling Movie”. The preview excited me, so I joined the mailing list so that I would be notified when the movie came to Seattle. Well, surprise! It’s playing this weekend, and I bought us tickets to go. Hooray! Hurrah!

“We should roll at the rolling movie,” I told the Boy.

“Or maybe afterwards,” he smiled.

Oooh yeah, just what my poor brain needs after a week of panic and anxiety–more serotonin depletion. Mmmm hmmmmmm.

Maggie is licking her anus–really getting into it this morning. When I told her to cut it out, she let out a heavy, depressed sigh. Now she’s glaring at me. I guess I shouldn’t deprive her of the simple pleasures.

What’s new with Michael Alig, you ask? From Wiki:

“Alig became eligible for parole in 2006. His first parole request, in October 2006, was denied allegedly after parole officers watched the movie Party Monster, starring Macaulay Culkin. He was again denied parole in July 2008, and will not be eligible again until his conditional release date in March 2010. He is currently at work on an autobiography entitled Alig-ula.“

Two days ago on our fantastic back porch, wearing the Acid Bikini Top and a pair of sunglasses that have a cracked-then-superglued-frame.

So much for the superglue. I always have impossibly high hopes with superglue solving my problems, and it generally lets me down. Dammit! I love those sunglasses. I’m still going to keep them. And try again. I have a drawer of various glues–something is bound to work!

This guy was also taking advantage of the sun the other day. I yelled at him to put on sunscreen, and he did. His sunglasses look kind of goofy but they fit over his regular glasses. He just ordered himself some special goggles for Burning Man to fit over his regular glasses as well. Cute.

Yes, I love you sunshine, in spite of the questionable mole on my left breast!

Yesterday I went to the doctor (full of anxiety) and was told that no, I do not have conjunctivitis. Allergies. Freakish, seasonal allergies. God forbid I waste the trip–since I was already there I had written out a list of questions (I don’t go to the doctor often) and received answers. Now I have an appointment next week to have the questionable mole on my left breast removed. Goooood. I had it looked at years ago by a very expensive dermatologist who sniffed, “Come back when it’s larger” and now it IS larger so fuck it, get rid of it.

The Boy is home from work sick today and I have offered, kindly, to go to the bookstore and purchase him more nerd books (Lois McMaster Bujold–he’s completely obsessed with her). I’m still working on a pile of library books that I recently checked out. I may drive to the dance store that I adore and visit maybe once a year and purchase a silver petticoat. I’ve been talking about it long enough. TIME FOR ACTION. Anyway, what’s the point of working if you can’t buy yourself a silver petticoat? Honestly.

Photo dump…

We went out for Thai last week, during one of my super-stressed-don’t-wanna-think-about-cooking-dinner nights. Look at the LOVE on his face! Look at that chest hair!

Aw shit, I’m totally breaking my own “photos of food are boring don’t post them” rule.

My crab pad thai. Delicious.

Whoops, there was a photo from “Priscilla” on the memory card. When I take photos off the t.v. and the sun is shining in the living room, the results are a little…unclear. However, I know my intent! And that’s all that counts.

After I finished watching “Priscilla” on Sunday I was still in Creative Mode so I put on “Suddenly, Last Summer” because I am obsessed with Tennessee Williams. It wasn’t until I got to the very end, the dramatic beach scene, where Elizabeth Taylor emerges from the ocean wearing a fabulous flowered bathing cap with a wet white swimsuit clinging to her shapely body that I thought hmmm, I think I’ve seen this film before.

Years ago when I smoked fancy Camels out of tins I saved the tins with the plan to decorate them. I decorated a few (while high, with Corinne); gave a few away. While I was digging through the Creativity Room the other day I discovered them, and thought hell, why not decorate them now? And why not neon, glitter mushrooms?

The inside of the mushroom tin.

This one was already done, I just added glitter. The glitter doesn’t show up very well in this photo.

Inside of the “Vogue” tin. I’m not sure what I’ll do with these, maybe sell them on Etsy? Since my paintings aren’t really selling? Vee shall seeee.

This morning I woke up and my right eyelid is all puffy and kind of hurts, like someone punched me. Only not bruised. Just puffy. I’d like to put a compress on it but because I’m wearing my glasses I don’t know how that would work. And I’m not sure I should put my contacts in. Hell, I probably have conjunctivitis–I used to get that shit all the time when I was little. Bah.

Today we’re going to the vet to get Molly a rabies shot (Good Times) and who knows what else. Dog park? Fabric store? The Boy wants me to make him a pair of silver baggy pants (I actually have a pattern for Old Skool raver pants) for Burning Man. And speaking of Burning Man, the people we will be camping with are shooting down the RV idea. “Not eco friendly” they say. Duuuuuuh.

Yesterday I had a near-perfect afternoon: watching “The Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the Desert” while spreading glitter on the Nina Hagen painting.

I was a demented maniac, snapping photos and making videos of “Priscilla” while it played.

This scene gives me goosebumps. Every time! It’s so beautiful!

And the performances! Perfect!

The costumes! Divine! Sigh.

Glitter detail on the Nina painting.

The painting outside, in the sun, in an attempt to get the glitter to shine in the photograph. It’s tricky.

I called this painting “Neon Nina”, because of the colors used, and it’s available for sale here.

I painted the sides of the painting neon pink. This painting was fun to work on. Maybe I should have a neon paint period. Who should I paint next?

The sun is shining and I have no work lined up for the week, which is just fiiiiiiiine with me. I brought Molly to work with me today and she was so good! So mellow! Everyone loved her! I’m back on Celexa, and it makes me feel relaxed! And happy! Why do I keep going off my crazy meds when they make me feel better? Blerp.

ggundies, originally uploaded by xxsosaxx.

I wonder what Bea would have thought of these?

lindsay’s little sissy, originally uploaded by …the who cares girl….

There is something about Lindsay Lohan that I find endlessly fascinating.