Fishy

Meet Verdugo.



He's a black moor goldfish. He lives in a vase with a sprig of bamboo. A bit timid around people, but he apparently is into poop culture (we bonded over this). He's vegetarian, but is open to eating meat. His current aspiration is to become a karoke singer.

He's is his namesake.

Verdugo was formerly part of a duo of goldfish, collectively known as "Nick and Nora", named after The Thin Man. Unfortunately, his counterpart (we'll assume Nora, as the gender of the fish is questionable) mysteriously died after a few days.

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Bat Cave Baptist Church.

[via The Internet Monk]

Jon Troast - Live!

It’s our privilege to host folk musician, Jon Troast, for an evening of acoustic music and warm drinks.

Date: December 11, 2007
Time: 7pm Location: The Lambros House (map)
Admission: $7

Important details:

_Invite your friends!
_We’ll be giving away CD’s to the first 10 people who show up.
_The event will be in the Lambros’ backyard, so bring warm clothes!
_Snacks + warm drinks will be served.
_Visit jontroast.com for a taste of the evening’s fare.
_Contact Luz for more info – cafecalvinista@gmail.com

Treated Book

A piece from Tom Phillips' ongoing piece The Humument, a treated Victorian novel. Currently showing at the London Artists Book Fair. I've been wanting to do something with my linoleum tree stamp. I think Mr. Phillips had me fully inspired....

[via We Made This]

Gratitude

The excited voices of family reunited.
Walking fast to keep warm.
The smell of elk stew.
Bare aspen trees.
Walking through snowy fields with the dogs.
Arctic underwear.
Breckenridge beer.
Snowflakes on my eyelashes.
Practical gifts, like tweezers, inside Christmas poppers/crackers.
"Hey, wanna twade?"
Giving grandma a manicure.
Holding her hard-worked hands in mine.
Amelia's eggnog sweet potatoes (+spiced eggnog!!)
Being with people who love what they do.
Experiencing community.
Beating Geno at "Oh, Heck!" by a contested point.
Wailin' Jennys while making dinner.
Aunt Hope unabashedly singing made up words to songs.
Debating over turkey preparation.
The basting timer's ding.
Frosted grass.
Sunflare photos.
Cats snuggling in bed.
Hot coffee and homemade pumpkin scones.
Seeing the stars through wispy clouds.
Watching your breath linger in the air.
Rocky Mountains.
Trees. Trees. Trees.
Warm fires in wood stoves.

For these I am grateful.

"Butter It's Not"

Another great list of knock-offs.

I'm wearing my dancing shoes today. (Sans Swiss alps.)