the highlight of today's lunch was the ultra-fresh and perfectly-ripe watermelon cubes. in a rare turn of events, the watermelon was so good that it easily beat out 2nd ranked cantaloupe. more than that, in an upset not seen since december's decision to not renew's parmesan cheese's contract rider of near omnipresent status on all pasta dishes (cold and hot; marinara, cream or oil based sauce inclusive), underdog watermelon actually edged out the first seed favorite, honeydew, as the Most Delicious Part of Lunch.

truly truly great showing on watermelon's part.

as you can see, this morning when i changed cds from this to this, npr was talking march madness.

the only sport i like to watch is basketball, and then only really with my brother. because he's hilarious. and has been known to get up and yell at the screen, pointed finger and all.

one of the ways my brother and i first bonded was over basketball. we would watch all the games, tuesday, thursday and friday. i think. whatever days, you know the tnn games, we watched them, and he taught me about basketball.

also, my brother makes me laugh harder than anyone, ever, so he would do a lot of that while we watched, because he's all about talking shit.

suddenly, i feel like a moron talking about this.

quickly changing topics, this weekend, and last night specifically, saw the resurrection of a canvas that i was thisclose to setting on fire. it was a mess. the wrong colors, flat, nothing interesting, no texture, fucking nothing.

but now. oh man. now.

now, this is probably my favorite canvas ever. at least, that i've done.

there's tons of paint on it, and it's all chaotic and beautiful and dark, and for the first time ever, i have named a piece that i have done.

i named it 'the ghosts of windows'.

it'll make sense when you see it. which you will. because i have to get a digital camera. i decided that i will do this before i move to iowa, so that i can document the whole drive from bay area to midfuckingwest. in addition to my real purchase of a digital camera for this trip, we are also going to sort-of-get cb radios, tape recorders, and possibly a video camera.

the plan is to buy this all at walmart out here and then return it to the walmart out there for a refund. sweet, right'? well, i am thinking about convincing jamie to keep the cb radios, especially since i am going to be getting my truck. i would want him to have his in his truck, and i would have mine in my truck, and then we could talk to each other while we were driving around.

which, obviously, would be totally cool.

also, do not think it has not occured to me that the same thing could be done with cell phones, but cell phones aren't nearly as cool as cb radios, and also, you can't say things like "roger that", "hammerdown", "rabbit ears" or "copy that, over" "over and out, good buddy" and "ten four" into a cell phone.

well, you can, but you'd be a moron.

wait, no, scratch that. you just can't.

i need help with my trucker name, though. i have been thinking of mr fantastic, to keep up with my girls and our fantastic fourness, but i am unsure. please email me with any suggestions.

nothing taz-related will be considered.

then, with the tape recorder, i intend to tape the entire 3-4 days on the road, then edit it to give highlights and send the finished product to my husband-to-be, ira glass.

jason wants to get a video camera so that we can re-enact the american girl-sofa stuffing-kidnap scene from the silence of the lambs in various parking lots all throughout this great nation of ours. i am hoping he'll also get the night-vision goggles so that i can wear them at night and scare the crap out of my trip-mates when we're all sleepin' in the nasty motels i am sure we will utilize on the way to iowa.

also, with night-vision goggles, i can have staring contests with stuart in the dark.

maybe i'll get some night-vision goggles just for the hell of it. i wish even one of the people i have crushes on lived near me. can you imagine the creepy stalker action that can be had if you have night-vision glasses?

as it stands i'll just be creeping out my friends, and possibly my cat.

oh, also, speaking of my cat, he keeps falling off my bed. he'll stretch and roll over and forget there's no bed there. and thunk.

perhaps, as my sister and her boyfriend surmise, he is special in that way? if that is so, i will strap angel wings to his back and video tape him running (to be replayed in slow motion) to sigur ros songs, in addition to all the silence of the lambs fun that will be had. there is no way that last sentence will be funny if you have not seen that sigur ros video.

bleh.

finally, this site has a new script ready for reading in it's original movie script section. the only way the proposed movie, "the king and his gold/babes", could possibly be better would be if the ninjas, or the king, or even the boner, wore night vision goggles somewhere in there. but that's a minor suggestion, and really only pertinent if you are a fan of the night-vision goggle school of film making.

which i obviously am.

i seriously suggest you check it out.

i'm not kidding even a little bit.