Since my head is full of curlers right now (that’s right, just like your grandma!) I thought I’d say hello here. You know, since I have to let them set and all. Unfortunately I do not have the luxury owning of one of those pink and fancy chairs with the bowl dryer on top to sit in and leaf through magazines while I wait, so you all suffer with a small update.
Since my birthday is on a lame Monday (that’s right, 12/29 born on the exact same day as one fabulous mimi smartypants ! which I only mention because I would like to believe we were born in the same hospital and switched at birth and I could be the one living her fabulous life, only I am not sure she was born in Illinois & I am pretty sure if she was ever switched at birth to grow up in a hut she’d still have a fabulous life – and not go on and on with long asides like this) I am celebrating tonight, as my good pal Macey has opened her house for a small gathering of food fun & small stakes dice-gambling. And in a very un-mimismartypants like fashion, I am putting my party hair on. It’s not like I have anyone to impress, with my Big Ass Party Hair, I just have a little time on my hands that might normally be filled up with drinking – but I will be doing plenty of that later, so I must do what I can to fill the time.
Fun Gifts I Got This Week
1. I-zone camera. Yes, I realize these are more geared towards the high-school set and their lockers circa 1998 but you know, tiny, sticky Polaroid pictures are damn fun. I am thinking of taking pictures of various anonymous body-parts (you know, big toe – nipple – whatever) and sticking them in various places all over the greater Chicago area creating a whole Turk-182 phenomenon, but since I am lazy I am sure I will just wind up taking party-snaps and losing them immediately instead of “scrap-booking” them, as a nice lady of my age would probably do. Fuuuuuck.
2. CDs! Bootleg Dismemberment Plans shows! Blur! The latest Mates of State! Does it sound like I am trying to be young and hip! It should not! These are the newest CDs I’ve gotten in awhile – mostly because my pals are tired of me listening to Speakerboxx on repeat for the last month and a half!
3. Pleather-Coin-Purse-Cigarette-Holder-Thing (I don’t know what the hell they are all called, but it’s another throwback to 1981 - that’s right, just like your grandma!) My best friend Jen & I were joking just the other day that if the world was going to continue with that whole obnoxious trucker.hat.thing we were single-handedly going to bring back the Pleather-Coin-Purse-Cigarette-Case-Thing! And she really went ahead and got me one. Umm, Jen, hon, I thought we were kidding, but okay. I mean, I figure if I am going to go that route it should be an obnoxious hot pink little thing with glitter and rhinestones and something like, “Make Me Horny – Yell BINGO!” on it so it’s not so serious. But the one she got me is black and gold and umm, rather tasteful as one could imagine those things to be, so there is that. Then again, I can’t exactly be accused of jumping on the latest granny-sheik bandwagon because I have not taken up knitting in the past 6 months, so I think with my big hair and lack of third wave feminist crafting, I am good with the low quotient of hipster irony for now. I mean, I live in the ‘ville for crying out loud. And there is nothing hip about that.
My ride will be here in about five seconds, and there is eyeliner to apply so I must go. I will have a beer just for you. and you. and you and you and you.
Happy New Year & Things