Had a visit with Brandon last week for my monthly dose of tree ink. He wants to do a little more to the roots still, then it’s on to the arm and the color. Wheee!

I was reading an article in Paste about the future of record stores and this paragraph made me laugh out loud:

People don’t brag about their MP3 collection. Where’s the glory in that? When blogs and search engines do all the heavy lifting, any imbecile can show taste. Buying physical records, though, reveals a lot about an individual. Sure, sometimes what it says is embarrassing: “I have too much disposable income,” for example. Or: “My mania for Björk may one day feature in a psychology textbook - or on Court TV.”

I was sitting on the deck the other day with Malena and Aspen while they were playing on the little laptops. I asked Malena if both of the laptops were hers, or if one was Aspen’s. She said they were both hers, that she liked collecting computers.

I told her I loved collecting computers, too, and that I had three at home. She found that very exciting and hopes to have three herself one day soon.

Just warning you.

Gee, she really is a miniature me. Except she talks way more and likes attention.

Tonight I had a few people over in celebration of li’l Pony cutting my grass. He agreed to do that and change my car belts in exchange for dinner. I hate to play the pathetic girl role, but I get bug bites way too bad to be bothered with grass cutting. Plus, Pony’s fave food is hot dogs, so I totally get the best end of the stick.

Amongst my dinner guests, I met a boy who is moving to Buenos Aires the same week I’ll be traveling there. How exciting! We shall have a play date for sure.

I also learned tonight via Toggle Switch that Hieroglyphics and Blue Scholars are playing Va Beach Friday night. I shall be happily attending that show post tattoo with my Secret Lover.

edit: Oh Wait! It’s July 27th, not this Friday! Oh well, more time to plan…

I have been intrigued by Nate Hill’s Chinatown Garbage Tours for the past few years (for obvious reasons). Apparently tomorrow night, June 26th, is the last one he is hosting. I wish I could be there…

It just occurred to me that it’s officially summer already. I totally spaced the solstice. This year is zooming by.

Another guest star podcast, same guest star. This one’s an abecedarian mix of lively tunes for these exciting times.

1. Barrett Martin - Afterlife Architecture
2. Wayward Shamans - Agbadza
3. Crescendo - Cairo (Duke Monster Mix)
4. Tranquility Bass - Cantamila
5. Santana - Corazon Espinado (feat. Maná)
6. Material - Devata
7. Cymande - Equitorial Forest
8. Santana - Jingo
9. Eliades Ochoa Y El Cuarteto Patria - Píntate Los Labios María
10. The Beastie Boys - Shambala
11. Willie Bobo - Spanish Grease (Dorfmeister con madrid de los austrias muga reserva mix)
12. Galactic - Start From Scratch
13. Zap Mama - Virtual Fire

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I was recently pouting about the fact that I haven’t left this stupid country since LAST MARCH, and how bored and antsy I have become, and how depressing this economy is, and then OJ saved the day by inviting me to a wedding in Mexico in August. He is my wedding date for life.

We’ll be in San Miguel de Allende for a week, and then when we return, my Rob! my Rob! my Rob! is visiting. And then I’ll have the most tremendous of reunions in NYC and will celebrate National Spumoni Day in the most gluttonous way I know how.

August is going to be a month of hugging and kissing and loving for sure.

Now I just have to plan that fall trip to Argentina….

I no longer have someone here to zip up my dress when I can’t get it all the way.

After an excellent week of visiting and partying, I now officially live alone. These are exciting times. My outlook is good.

There are gonna be some great slumber parties this summer.