Music - My First Album

Well, actually the first album I bought myself with my saved up allowance money. This photo prompt got me all sentimental.

I’m dating myself here, but I started being serious about music and buying albums pretty early because my brother, B, was so into it. He said you didn’t really know a musician from just their radio releases. You had to hear the whole album.

I can almost smell the incense burning in the little bitty hippy-ish music shop in downtown Columbia City. They sold jewerly and smoking supplies, too. The guys behind the counter had long hair and beards.

I pretty much stopped going to the old music store where I’d bought 45s. It sold sheet music and band instruments, and the prevailing scent was of dust. The owner gave music lessons in the back room, and I often heard students oomphing away on brass instruments in the background when I shopped there.

This album and so many others felt like dear friends to me through high school. I can’t quite get rid of them, even though the turntable’s boxed up in the garage now. I love CDs for their convenience and clarity, but the experience of buying an LP, finding great liner notes and lyrics printed inside, and even special inner sleeves like this one was a real treat. I moved the records into vinyl lined inner sleeves to cut down on static that drew dust, but I kept good sleeves like this one.

Lunch out - 1/27/2006

At Picanha in Burbank. A late celebration of my birthday and an early celebration of CT’s leaving us for the Disney writing internship.

Good food, good company, but maybe I’ve spent enough birthdays at this job.

CT’s a good example of hard work carrying the talent forward. She’s done so much with her writing in the past few years, and it’s because she kept moving forward. Cleverness alone doesn’t get you this far.

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Bacon Bandage - Not Just a Fashion Statement Thursday 1/26/2006

Yes, it’s a beautiful alternative to boring blend-in bandages, but it’s also a soothing health-care product! The Santa Ana winds have been blowing, and the skin on my fingers is cracking in response.

Do I have a future as a hand model?

Acton Post Office Wednesday 1/25/2006

Went to the post office yesterday to pick up a package a friend sent me.

The sign on the railing says “Please do not tie horses to railings.” There’s a hitching post around the back of the nearby, though, and people use it to take advantage of the Saturday $3.00 hamburger and fries special.

It works for us.

ST and her Mom - Tuesday 1/24/2006

This amazing portrait of my friend and her mother was created from costume jewelry and newspapers. It’s a very good likeness.

ST is an excellent cook, and the newspaper strips that make up the skin tones are cooking articles. I think the costume jewelry was her grandmother’s.

The artist’s name is Jason Mecier. You can Google him.

I win! I win! - Monday 1/23/2006

Well, actually I bought it on Ebay. But I FEEL like a winner.

It’s a vintage piggy planter. I like using old planters to hold things other than plants, like in this case Q-Tips. I’ve had a little sheep carrying artificial sweetener packets for years.

Bacon Bandages - Sunday 1/22/2006

These continue to crack me up. They look amaziningly gross on your arm.

These were a gift from my well-rounded friend, E. They came with a toy inside: a tiny plastic pig. EEk! She also gave me a book of Walt Whitman’s nature poems with gorgeous illustrations and a nice frame for my photographs. Pretty great.