Sunday, January 13, 2008

ribbit

surprisingly enough, we'd never ventured to the massive rose bowl swap meet until this morning. holy lord! it was a calvacade of really useless shit, really amazing shit and lots of owl figurines. in other words --- heaven.

oh yeah, there was also this van o' frogs:



and no, they weren't for sale. personal collection only. i am sure the driver is oft ticketed for driving while infrogicated.

a few other random thoughts:

* suddenly i find myself on some '70s chanteuse jag. while cooking beef grillades with buttered grits last night (delish!), i happened upon bette midler's second album on my ipod (circa '73) and was thrilling to the all-over-the-place cabaret on some good '70s dope vibe (i can't believe bette or manilow were ever that hip -- i mean, have you heard 'surabaya johnny'? that is some seriously weird shit, yo!).

now, after just finishing up some work i've been putting off and having the house to my lonesome for the rest of the afternoon, i decided to treat myself to some vintage linda ronstadt. i never really liked her in my childhood (her heyday), and i've only ever really liked her since as part of 'trio,' her harmonizing country supergroup with dolly parton and emmylous harris, but over the last few years -- when i've found myself in a bar with her on the jukebox, or when one of her early songs makes it way into a film -- i get this little voice saying "this is not bad" chirping in the back of my head. and, because i find myself this afternoon filled with some big emotions courtesy of our unrepentantly assholish next door neighbor (who thinks it is ok to hang over our shared fence and give a loud critique of our recent restoration work as i sit 10 feet away watching and listening to him do it, unbeknownst to him given the installation of our new privacy shades which allow us to see out without him seeing in), i decided i needed to listen to a big voice to match. and la linda is providing it as i write -- big as the heartland, that voice. i love it! strange to be converted so late in life into a linda ronstadt fan (but she ain't ever bringing me around to that post-70's stuff -- "somewhere out there"? more like "somewhere out there listeners are coating the floor with their own vomit listening to this shit."

also, check out the hotness that was '70's linda:

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