More snow plus...
A squirrel!
Actually I have 8 "regulars" who hang out in my backyard. I feed them peanuts when it snows. But this one is the only one who's standing still right now (eating a peanut), so she's getting her 15 minutes of fame! yay!
It is snowing like crazy out there again today, gang, which is why it is still so dark out at 8 in the morning, and it's not supposed to stop snowing until sometime tomorrow.
The good news is that I am almost done editing Freak Parade! Can you believe it???? At this rate, I should have it finished before I leave for New York next Wednesday. So far, I haven't come close to losing the weight I wanted to lose by next week, but at least the book will be done. And much like how I feel about Johnny Depp -- I don't care how much weight he does or doesn't gain, he is still a gift from God -- my own friends do not care how much weight I do or don't gain. (However, I'm not so sure they would go so far as to consider me a gift from God. I'll inquire, though, and get back to you on it.)
Hey, I am really looking forward to my trip! I am really looking forward to staying at the Warwick Hotel (which was home to Cary Grant for 12 years, and housed Elvis Presley as well as the Beatles when they all appeared on the Ed Sullivan Show)! (I know this b/c my friend Joe Queenan told me so over the phone the other day and now Wikipedia backs up his heady claims!) (See above link to the Warwick Hotel.)
I am seeing a ton of people in a very short time. In addition to meeting my ex-husband Wayne for coffee, I'm also having dinner/drinks/breakfast/lunch with a ton of other writers/poets/filmmakers/musicians. And on Friday, Joe Queenan and I are going to MoMA to see the wildly popular Tim Burton exhibit -- my reason for going to New York in the dead of a bleak winter.
If I can find time between now and then to get Jay to teach me how to use the camcorder, I will take it along with me and document my trip. We shall see! I know you're eager to see my hotel room, and maybe even my hotel bathroom!! (For some inexplicable reason, I love hotel bathrooms. I really, really loved the bathroom Mark Pritchard and I had in our room at the Palmer House in Chicago last fall. I neglected to take pictures of it, even though I had my phone with me.) (I actually did take some photos of my girlfriend's bathroom in her apartment in Paris but I didn't think she would appreciate me posting photos of her private bathroom to my blog, so they are for my personal viewing only! Sorry!!) (However, doesn't this make you feel good? To know that you can have me as a guest in your own home and feel confident that while I may be snapping pics of your private bathroom with my cell phone, I will in no way be posting them to my blog!!??) (That's a pretty darn good house guest, if you ask me! So, please! Invite me to visit! I miss you! I want to see you again!)
My own personal bathroom here at the house has an interesting ant problem. Whenever the weather gets super cold -- like it's been for the last several days -- those big black ants make an appearance in my bathroom. Not a whole bunch of them, just two or three at a time. Since I am incapable of knowingly killing anything, I had been escorting them, one at a time, out the door while trapped in a Kleenex. Jay was being kind enough to humor me and do the same thing. But to my horror, Sunday morning as I was escorting another ant in a Kleenex out to my front stoop, I found 2 frozen ants from the night before! I had inadvertently caused them to freeze to death! I was so horrified by this, that I picked the living ant back up into the Kleenex and actually brought it back into my house and put back into my bathroom! How fucking insane is that??? I was really panicking, you know? I didn't want it to die.
But even while it was happening, I said, "Christ, Marilyn, look at yourself; look at what you're doing: you're bringing ants into the house and releasing them in your bathroom. Are you out of your fucking mind???" Yes, sadly, I am. So now the ants get to just stay there b/c I am paralyzed with indecision about the life/death thing, even when it comes to ants.
Okay, gang!! Enough! I have to go deal with the laundry and then get crackin' around here! Thanks for visiting, though! And happy, happy Tuesday, wherever you are! See ya, gang.
Actually I have 8 "regulars" who hang out in my backyard. I feed them peanuts when it snows. But this one is the only one who's standing still right now (eating a peanut), so she's getting her 15 minutes of fame! yay!
It is snowing like crazy out there again today, gang, which is why it is still so dark out at 8 in the morning, and it's not supposed to stop snowing until sometime tomorrow.
The good news is that I am almost done editing Freak Parade! Can you believe it???? At this rate, I should have it finished before I leave for New York next Wednesday. So far, I haven't come close to losing the weight I wanted to lose by next week, but at least the book will be done. And much like how I feel about Johnny Depp -- I don't care how much weight he does or doesn't gain, he is still a gift from God -- my own friends do not care how much weight I do or don't gain. (However, I'm not so sure they would go so far as to consider me a gift from God. I'll inquire, though, and get back to you on it.)
Hey, I am really looking forward to my trip! I am really looking forward to staying at the Warwick Hotel (which was home to Cary Grant for 12 years, and housed Elvis Presley as well as the Beatles when they all appeared on the Ed Sullivan Show)! (I know this b/c my friend Joe Queenan told me so over the phone the other day and now Wikipedia backs up his heady claims!) (See above link to the Warwick Hotel.)
I am seeing a ton of people in a very short time. In addition to meeting my ex-husband Wayne for coffee, I'm also having dinner/drinks/breakfast/lunch with a ton of other writers/poets/filmmakers/musicians. And on Friday, Joe Queenan and I are going to MoMA to see the wildly popular Tim Burton exhibit -- my reason for going to New York in the dead of a bleak winter.
If I can find time between now and then to get Jay to teach me how to use the camcorder, I will take it along with me and document my trip. We shall see! I know you're eager to see my hotel room, and maybe even my hotel bathroom!! (For some inexplicable reason, I love hotel bathrooms. I really, really loved the bathroom Mark Pritchard and I had in our room at the Palmer House in Chicago last fall. I neglected to take pictures of it, even though I had my phone with me.) (I actually did take some photos of my girlfriend's bathroom in her apartment in Paris but I didn't think she would appreciate me posting photos of her private bathroom to my blog, so they are for my personal viewing only! Sorry!!) (However, doesn't this make you feel good? To know that you can have me as a guest in your own home and feel confident that while I may be snapping pics of your private bathroom with my cell phone, I will in no way be posting them to my blog!!??) (That's a pretty darn good house guest, if you ask me! So, please! Invite me to visit! I miss you! I want to see you again!)
My own personal bathroom here at the house has an interesting ant problem. Whenever the weather gets super cold -- like it's been for the last several days -- those big black ants make an appearance in my bathroom. Not a whole bunch of them, just two or three at a time. Since I am incapable of knowingly killing anything, I had been escorting them, one at a time, out the door while trapped in a Kleenex. Jay was being kind enough to humor me and do the same thing. But to my horror, Sunday morning as I was escorting another ant in a Kleenex out to my front stoop, I found 2 frozen ants from the night before! I had inadvertently caused them to freeze to death! I was so horrified by this, that I picked the living ant back up into the Kleenex and actually brought it back into my house and put back into my bathroom! How fucking insane is that??? I was really panicking, you know? I didn't want it to die.
But even while it was happening, I said, "Christ, Marilyn, look at yourself; look at what you're doing: you're bringing ants into the house and releasing them in your bathroom. Are you out of your fucking mind???" Yes, sadly, I am. So now the ants get to just stay there b/c I am paralyzed with indecision about the life/death thing, even when it comes to ants.
Okay, gang!! Enough! I have to go deal with the laundry and then get crackin' around here! Thanks for visiting, though! And happy, happy Tuesday, wherever you are! See ya, gang.
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