I'm picking out a thermos for you

This is my new thermos. Can you believe I got it for $2.50?!

We had an opening for a show called Art about Agriculture. For the opening we served this delicious beverage containing NO natural ingredients.

Here I am pretending to sleep.

There was a going away party at work today. It's funny that we consume so many baked goods at work, I suppose it's funnier because there are only three people who work here.

I lost this grape about a week ago.

I'm sure glad I found it, that certainly could have been embarrassing.

Butter

This is the Mill Museum in Salem, Oregon. I was here with my boss for a conference on things relating to arts in education.

Did I mention that the class I teach is four hours long and goes from 6-10 pm and that I had to be out the door at 7 this morning to drive 2 hours to this conference thing.

Not that I'm complaining about my 3+ jobs, it just makes me a little tired.

This is a giant tub of butter balls I got from work.

I don't think I will be running out of butter any time soon.

On the down side; it means I can't use my butter dish, which I really like.

These are A&W root beer float sodas. Not surprisingly; it was gross and I wouldn't recommend it to anyone. Unless, by chance, that person liked the taste of carbonated butter.

In search of lost bedding

I think in order to have a good blog you should refer to Marcel Proust at LEAST once a month.

I tried to put my, repaired, blinds back up and managed to crack the window frame.

I blame dry-rot, and the government.

Did I mention that the state of Oregon is F'ing me in the A on my taxes?

I was looking for new bedding and was having difficulty deciding between these pink, sateen, Playboy sheets.

Or these copper ones.

Or these with tiger prints.

Or these ones with race cars.

Or maybe these gold ones, again sateen. I hear "chicks dig" sateen, and are more likely to have sex with you if play up the fact that you're a sleaze-ball.

Ultimately, I got these "urban looking" sheets.

They may not be sateen, but I won't have to worry about accidentally slipping out of my bed while I'm sleeping.

So Sad

This is a chile relleno from the cute new Mexican restaurant downtown. Keeping all those things in mind; they will most likely be out of business in a month or so.

Those crazy kids.

I went to sears to look for a new mattress, not that I would have been able to afford one. Sears didn't have any mattresses anyway. So, I decided I needed some new jeans. They didn't have my size in the color I wanted.

This was the color I did want. I think these ones just looked slightly darker.

This is my hand bleeding. Somehow every time I go to a department store I end up injureing myself...

I thought that looking at festive kitchenware might make me less sad. Here are some festive plates. One might even say that it was a fiesta of plates. That made me feel slightly better.

Until I came to theese beds. Actually they were just selling bedding. I sat down on the bed and it felt so good, not like my stupid futon from hell. I got very sad and wanted to go to take a nap. Then a sales person asked if I needed help, at which point I ran away.

Princess and the pea

My bed, or more accurately my used-Wal-mart-futon-couch, has been giving me terrible back pain.

I removed the 10+ layers of stuff/padding in between the sheets and the mattress.

This is the pile of: 1 futon cover, 1 futon cover from a different futon, 3 mattress pads, 2 flat sheets, some scraps of fabric that at one time acted as curtains, 1 sleeping bag, 2 disaster blankets and 1 foam pad thing.

I also tried to fluff the futon up a little.

Because the previous owners of the futon were hippies of some sort; every time I wash or reposition the inner layers of my bed system, the faint stench of patchouli fills my apartment.

When I was done; the bed at least looked more comfortable.

When I got up the next morning the crippling back pain had just moved to a new section of my back.

I have now moved the pile-of-bed off of it's bed frame and onto the floor. The thought being that maybe it was the frame that injured me.

Well, the pain is slightly less. And again has moved to a new section of my back.

The first thing I'm going to do when I get an actual job is buy a new bed.