back inaction
...at least for the moment. The first magazine issue designed and assembled entirely by me was finished this Friday. Whew. Sorry to disappear without warning. I'll give notice next time.

notice
I have three weeks to design a 132-page travel magazine and one week of editing/production on said magazine before I leave the country. I might mention that my editor/publisher will be out for two of those weeks. Plus, our travel editor is moving to Orlando April 1 and will be working from the other side of the country. If the book actually gets finished on April 15 like it's supposed to, that will be the greatest birthday present. Ever.

red, white and tempe
I realized this morning why the choir director/organist at our church looks so familiar. He reminds me of Corky St. Clair. How fantastic is that?! Who wouldn't want Christopher Guest performing every Sunday?

blast from the past
In honor of former roommate Erin's birthday today:


Me and E2 at the Alpha Chi formal last year. 

heat wave
I think summer has arrived.

Last night I saw Ray at the $2 theater. As I was driving home, I got off the 101 at my exit, Ray Rd., and thought, "Well, isn't that appropriate?"

I have the feeling I'll be coming back in to work this weekend. I could totally use an intern right now.

I've stopped listening to all the songs I downloaded onto my Mac at work, preferring to flip through the eclectic stations on iTunes. Right now I'm listening to Radio Paradise: "DJ-mixed modern and classic rock, world beat and more." I've totally been diggin ragae lately.

blast from the past
In honor of Jason's visit to the Valley of the Sun, I present to you the Chixie Dicks.


Rob, Jason and Dan shock FARC with their rendition of "Sin Wagon" the first week of freshman year. *whistle* Remind us again, whose bras are you guys wearing? 

hooray, hoorah
The Tigers pull one out against kU. 'Attaboys. Jason and I enjoyed the game with some fabulous t.rav. at the local Mizzou alum club watch party, and I had a slight whistful longing for CDS.

FIGmate for dinner
Jason flies into PHX this evening. We're meeting for dinner before he heads down to Tucson for the White Sox's (I think) spring training.

Since January, we've had at least six people visit us here in the Valley of the Sun. Three more of my mom's friends are coming during K-State's spring break, and a week later, my uncle and his family arrive. Altogether, we've had more visitors in the seven months we've been here than we had in the 22 years we lived in Manhattan.

So, when are you making your reservation at the Brooks Bed and Breakfast?

blast from the past


Sarah, Andy and me at camp the summer before starting college. 

i scream, you scream
I have a very intense craving for some gelatto right now...

go bears!*
My cousin Molly was named the Harvard Crimson Athlete of the Week this week!**

*This phrase is used in our family during any and all celebrations. It comes from my grandfather's time playing football for Cal, thus it is appropriate as a celebratory exclamation for Molly.

**It might help that she's on the Crimson staff. It certainly doesn't hurt to have friends in high places...

rest in pieces
Charlie the Honda died yesterday.

signs i'm in the wild, wild west
+ I just came back from a walk around the park near work, during which I watched a coyote roam contentedly just a few yards from our parking lot.
+ The state government is discussing a new law that would allow guns in bars.