found on google reader this morning

Top 10 Best Outfits In Disney Films

This whole thing is amazing. Please see: the part about Mary Poppins:

Everything Mary Poppins Wears.

The weird flat hat with the flowers, the duster, the bow tie, all paried with bottomless carpetbag and talking bird umbrella? The red and white Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious number with the Kentucky Derby hat? The high collared button up shirt paried with the sleek skirt while she’s singing the kids to sleep? STYLE. ICON. Mary why you so mean? MEAN ABOUT STYLE??? God she’s gorgeous. Can we all just stop right now and appreciate this film? I’m way serious, stop everything that you’re doing, even though you’re already procrastinating at work, and appreciate Mary Poppins.

One of the PhDs I work with drew this for me during an early meeting on Monday...her name is Suzanne and she is awesome.

First truly beautiful day of spring...this calls for dels :)

i have no real explanation for this

me: i want stanley tucci to father my children. this is not to say i don't love kurt, or am particularly sexually attracted to stanley tucci. it is simply to say it would be awesome to have little tucci babies...who i can only imagine would be bald and would wear little circular glasses

Deanna: haha yes

they'd be very droll

me: slightly bemused at all times

with slight homosexual undertones in all that they do

Deanna: i imagine those babies would throw the BEST dinner parties

with their stuffed animals

me: i am trying so hard not to laugh right now

and it is so difficult

Deanna: paddington bear, would you care for some more foie gras?

perhaps some confit, elmo?

me: i just cannot see trying to explain to department chair peter monti "oh, i'm laughing because i'm imagining baby stanley tucci serving his stuffed animals french delicacies"

i simply cannot

Deanna: do try tis chataneuf du pape, dora the explorer, it's an excellent vintage

me: STOP IT

Deanna: ha i can't

me: it's so weirdly easy to imagine this

Deanna: i know!

afterwards they'd all play twister and then dora and paddington would end up leaving together and it would be SUCH a scandal

seeing as dora is just out of a divorce and paddington could be her son

me: said baby tucci, followed by a wry joke and an adorably knowing look

Deanna: he would have the cutest little mustache

in the wake of this whole bin laden thing, i have to confess, i'm sort of not sure how to feel. i'm always a little uncomfortable really celebrating the murder of a human being--never mind how terrible a person that human being is. i felt the same way about saddam hussein; it felt super weird that people were celebrating while a person was being hanged. it feels weird to have spent my last night in san diego sitting in front of the tv, waiting for the president to tell us that the man our military has been hunting for almost 10 years is dead and yet, to assure us that the "war on terror" still isn't over, and that now we may be--albeit momentarily--in more danger than ever.

with all of that said, kurt and i watched the daily show tonight...

"Of course, on any occasion like this, there will be people who will try and give us ‘perspective.’ This is not the time. Yes, we shouldn’t have killed him. Now the terrorists are going to want to attack us! But you know what? Even when they do, you know who won’t see it? Bin Laden, because we shot out his eyes, and now he lives in a pineapple under the sea." -Jon Stewart

i still don't know exactly how i feel, but. ...i love that guy.



:::edit::: my friend stephanie posted this on facebook:

Ezekiel 33:11 "As I live," says the Lord God, "I have no pleasure in the death of the wicked, but that the wicked turn from his way and live."

i'm not very religious and have never heard that passage before, but...exactly. that is exactly how i feel. thanks, stephles.

The view of the place we stayed at--from the deck off the living room. Sort of looks like Disney created it or something. Please note: outdoor kitchen, hot tub, giant fake lizard. Not shown: outdoor flatscreen tv, awesome times had.

Came across this tree during a trek through Balboa Park. All these roots--they stretched out so far, I don't think you could ever get far enough away from them to ever take a picture and capture them all--grew up into (or grew out from, depending on how you look at it) one of the biggest trees I've ever seen close up. There's a metaphor for America in there, somewhere, if you're willing to look for it.

Last trip to Pasta Espresso before the looooong trip home...