This is good for the big ol' city.

Get your leather on.

And found.

Pretty writing. Pretty acting. Pretty people. Pretty show.

Holy Crap Hulu

http://www.hulu.com/watch/49587/howard-the-duck

I can kiss my producktivity good bye. Ha ha. Puns.

Sigh...latest obsession.

I hate that kind of art.

From Banksy to Prospect 1 to Airline Highway quicky motel canvases - this city is being converted into a sinking gallery space. Bitchin!

I am way into the idea. And for the record - if someone calls it art - then it is art. Doesn't mean it is good art. Or meaningful art. Or cathartic art. But, it now functions as art. Its kind of like love if you think about it.

Me and Banksy, originally uploaded by Juxtaposedface.

Banksy - one of the more popular Halloween costumes this year.


Airline Highway Quicky Motels


At the Mint. The piano was playing "Strange Fruit".


Also, I just saw "Let The Right One In". It is very pretty and contains some of the most innovative violence I have seen in a long time. And that is saying something. It has also inspired my new band name. "Vampyre Vagyna". Pretty good, right?

I am going to post about art soon. I promise.

But in the meantime!

I should be working on something else.

Soooo awesome.

Don't Stop Believing (or pedaling)

This is me right before the race.

Mike and I kept a pretty brisk pace all things considered. The most I had ever biked at once before the race was 30 miles. So - all things considered - we made good time.

On our ride we saw all of these dead animals: possums, raccoons, a turkey, a turtle, a few kitties, two puppies, a snake, a giant fat nutria (crown jewel), and a scary armadillo. We also saw tons of butterflies and cows.

This is us after the race.

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Mike has also decided to start calling poop plop stink and periods angry sludge. Being out in the sun that long does stuff to your brain.

Thanks for the donations!

Mo' Money

Hey Folks - There is still time to donate! Thanks for everybody that already has. That was bitchin'. But, don't you want to support my brother and I riding 150 miles on our bikes? I mean, what could possibly go wrong?



Donate to Mike

Donate to Me

Donate. Or else!

That's right, 150 miles for MS!

Dear Friends and Family,

The National MS Society is kicking off our annual Bike MS Ride. I am planning to be a part of that event and I am asking you to join me in the fight against MS by making a contribution to support my effort.

The National Multiple Sclerosis Society is dedicated to ending the devastating effects of MS. They simultaneously fund research for a cure while also helping people who currently live with MS lead more fulfilling lives. I believe in the work they do, and I invite you to see for yourself all the good they've done for the MS community. More than 400,000 Americans live with MS, and your support can and will make changes in their lives.

Please help by making a DONATION, large or small - to fight MS, or, why not join me on the day of the event? Become a participant and side by side, as teammates, we can work together to raise the funds to make a difference.

Whatever you can give will help! I greatly appreciate your support and will keep you posted on my progress.

Sincerely,
Shannon

Quarters.

Tomorrow is that big day! Take shelter because my (and twin's) birthday is full of bad luck. Buy me stuff, like dresses and vintage guitars.

Characteristics of quarter-life crisis may include (or THINGS TO LOOK FORWARD TO):

* feeling "not good enough" because one can't find a job that is at one's academic/intellectual level
* frustration with relationships, the working world, and finding a suitable job or career
* confusion of identity
* insecurity regarding the near future
* insecurity concerning long-term plans, life goals
* insecurity regarding present accomplishments
* re-evaluation of close interpersonal relationships
* disappointment with one's job
* nostalgia for university, college, high school or elementary school life
* tendency to hold stronger opinions
* boredom with social interactions
* loss of closeness to high school and college friends
* financially-rooted stress (overwhelming college loans, unanticipatedly high cost of living, etc.)
* loneliness
* desire to have children
* a sense that everyone is, somehow, doing better than you

Bang.

The Large Hadron Collider is getting switched on a 2 am central time tonight. If we all get sucked into a Black Hole I just wanted to say this one last time in case. I love you.

I am a fan.

Phew!

New Orleans is safe! Mom and I are running on day 5 of Cullman, Alabama. Mike and Monica left at 4 am today to check out everything. There is no power, but thankfully no damage. Huzzah!

Ray Nagin isn't so much a politician as he is a "personality". That useless sack of crap should get on Hollywood Squares already.

We return early tomorrow morning. In the meantime - Star Wars and Space Ice Cream from NASA in Huntsville.

Saddle Up.

Most of my family has evacuated to Alabama. We are going to see Helen Keller's house tomorrow, a place she never got to see. Zing. All of my friends and family are getting out of town. That's all that matters.

Still, I can't decide whether I want to puke or cry.

Here is a link to an old song I just recorded in our Best Western hotel room.

Whale Fall


It sums up how I am feeling I suppose.

Filler.

So, a lot has been going on and things are looking pretty good. But, I just feel like blogging about food.

Below is a list of foodstuff that I could eat every single day.

Goji Berries

They are expensive and I blame my friend Chris for first introducing me to them. But, I like the copy on the packaging that says a handful of Goji Berries a day makes Tibetans happy.

Kashi Waffles

Every flavor is delicious and I could eat them at any time of the day. The Blueberry Waffle reminds me of these Carebear waffles we used to eat at my Babysitter's house. Delicious memories.

Coffee

Even though I can't have Intelligentsia or Metropolis anymore - The Herb Import coffee shop near me has bitchin' iced coffee. It also makes my credit card statement look more interesting because it reads "The Herb Import" every day.

Wheat Bagels

So warm. So full of bread.

Non-Fat Vanilla Yogurt

Freeze it and you have ice-cream. I am eating you right now.

Bananas

Please, don't go extinct. I'll live in the Seed Vault if I have to.

Sparkling Water

Its' like I am drinking soda. But, its water. Psyche, body!

**BONUS**

Vosges Chocolate Bar

The Goji Bar with pink salt is sooooo good. But, I can't get it down here. :(

Yay!

New Hero

I saw The Dark Knight twice this weekend. Words are not enough to describe how much I loved it, so I will just quote the Joker in regard to this film, "You complete me."

So, I was an Extra for two days in The Dark Knight. Gary Oldman is taller than expected and dreamy. Christian Bale is an Adonis. And walking up and down the street over and over for twelve hours a day while Bruce Wayne races a Lamborghini past you is actually more rewarding than retail and corporate life. Combined.




In those two days an extra had a bloody seizure, an assistant director expressed unabashed relief that it wasn't me who had the seizure because I was "super cute", the Lamborghini crashed into a Gotham cop car, and I got to watch Commissioner Gordon and Bruce Wayne exchange witty dialogue. I also got to see Christopher Nolan direct the crap out of this movie. It is official, the man gets a spot on my Hero Roster.

I shook his hand and asked him if he was using parts from Alan Moore's The Killing Joke for any of the plot, to which he replied, "Not completely, but it is definitely an influence." I just squealed, "Awesome!" And thanked him.




I am a blur to the right of the screen wearing a tan trench coat and blue shirt when the Commish and Batman are talking. I hope I don't get type casted as a blur, because I was THAT good.

So sad.

So tragic.