Bye, Annie's. You were awesome.
Four days in, and I haven’t yet decided if I’m going to make formal resolutions for this year. But I’ve got 12 months. right?
At any rate, here is how I rang in the new year, and I highly recommend it for anyone:
1. Drink a glass of free champagne
2. Kiss boyfriend
3. Sing “Crazy on You” by Heart in the karaoke room
4. Walk 2.5 miles towards home (wear good shoes), and then take a taxi up the nasty hill, because it’s 3am.
This is it, folks. The culmination of an entire year of work. This is no mere student show. This is professional. This is amazing. I have a solo, and I feel really strong about it, as well as all the numbers I’m in (which is many this year!).
I’m dreaming of four sold out shows. I hope you can make this happen. I’m starting to sound like a broken record, but this show is extremely important to me, and I really want to see everyone who can be there.
More info and tickets can be found here: http://www.brownpapertickets.com/event/90789
PLEASE make an effort. It’s worth it.
So I decided to delete my Twitter account. It was yet another social networking site to keep up with, and I found myself less and less interested. Here is a collection of the only things on Twitter I ever said that were interesting (out of a very long list of boring-as-dead items).
Okay, yeah, you win.
4:27 PM Nov 11th, 2008
I suspect that the name “Quickly” is a bit of a misnomer.
1:44 PM Nov 14th, 2008
CAT TOILET http://tinyurl.com/675s4p
1:34 PM Nov 20th, 2008
Cute tee, brown dockers, black chucks: I look like a very cute lesbian today
.9:23 AM Nov 21st, 2008
Who plays TATU at a Day 1 party? LIFE TECHNOLOGIES, that’s who.
3:54 PM Nov 24th, 2008
Best Thing Ever: World’s Largest Moose: http://tinyurl.com/5j6gcd
3:22 PM Dec 1st, 2008
I STILL HAVE A JOB.
10:27 AM Dec 10th, 2008
I don’t think you should be allowed to wear a fur coat and flip flops at the same time, for more than one reason.
6:51 PM Dec 13th, 2008
All Hail President Worf. YAY!
10:25 PM Dec 15th, 2008
Toluene, why you gotta be a bitch?
1:42 PM Jan 21st
The bridge in Womanizer is completely unnecessary and, in fact, detracts from the rest of the song.
9:49 AM Feb 6th
Someone ended up at my Flickr by searching for “grandma soup machine.” I think I need to start a new band.
11:32 AM Feb 12th
I think Grandma Soup Machine should be alt-country, since that’s what I’m in the mood for.
12:21 PM Feb 12th
bootgazin’
1:10 PM Feb 12th
Jerry, don’t eat the bedroom corn!
3:22 AM Mar 8th
Spock’s dad is Lionel Luthor! I’ve never said anything more geeky!
9:54 PM Mar 9th
I dreamed of tiny golden keyboards hidden inside sewing machines. Your chat was instantly embroidered.
9:18 AM Apr 3rd
What I learned this weekend: There’s a fine line between Axl Rose and Ethel Merman.
6:33 AM Apr 6th
Dive bombed by seven ducks.
3:49 PM Apr 22nd
I am drinking water out of a pickle jar. Well, a former pickle jar.
10:15 PM May 14th
I had a dream I was a ballerina and now I’m pretty sure I can do anything.
1:48 PM Jun 4th
LOOK SADDER WHILE YOU EAT IT.
8:43 AM Jun 5th
Eating the last of the cinnamon bears, and found a spare head floating around. It was tasty.
12:03 PM Jun 16th
I’m pretty sure I won’t drink a cocktail made with mayonnaise.
11:43 AM Jun 30th
OH: all black people on TV look like Jordi La Forge.
8:35 PM Jul 1st
OH: that’s my gay farmer porn music!
9:14 PM Aug 5th
Took an extra trip to the sixth floor of Macy’s for the marble bathroom. It may be my favorite bathroom in SF other than my house.
5:30 PM Aug 30th
Everyone needs their own autotune gadget. We shall carry them around in huge hats like T-Pain.
3:47 PM Sep 2nd
OH: Conclusion: Elton John is gay for camels.
2:33 PM Sep 3rd
Happy happening Hebrew hobo clown!
7:52 PM Sep 5th
I’m 32 now. I’m still thinking about what this means. I’ll share when I know. It might be a while.
So I was going through some old emails, and I found this nugget, on the day Tim Russert passed away:
Me and ol’ Tim had a bit of a powwow this morning while he was on his way upstairs. We’re even stevens, baby. We shared a secret handshake that lasted at least seven minutes and included the watusi.
I still find this funny. I don’t know why.
I blame my clever friends. Leftie will be known as Hobo Leg from now on.
Last night I was heading to dinner with some friends in San Jose when both lanes of traffic slowed, then stopped. This was highly unusual for this area, so Jesse and I craned our necks to see what the hold up was. A scared looking dog was running back and forth across the lanes. I don’t know what breed, but she was smaller than knee height, with a coat like a Rhodesian Ridgeback. I pulled the car over and called to her, and she immediately ran over to us. Her only tag was for a rabies vaccination, but luckily there was a phone number on there, though not the owner’s. A very nice and helpful lady answered the phone, and found the owner, and gave him my phone number. Meanwhile, the dog was perfectly content to stand between us, my finger hooked through her collar. She was very sweet. The owner arrived no less than five minutes later. Evidently they’d been playing in the park when a boy used an air horn and scared the poor girl, and she bolted.
I’m so glad they were reunited, and that I had a part in it. And now that I have seen the perfect dog – seriously, the right kind of coat, the right size, good temperament, why didn’t I take a picture? – I will spend the rest of my life trying to find another dog just like this one. Damn.
Tula Kelly, originally uploaded by maceelaine.
Born January 28th. She is so tiny and perfect.
I got tagged to do a “25 Random Things about You” thingy on Facebook, and so I thought I’d share here, too.
1. I have only one tattoo, which I got when I was 18, which seems like eons ago. It was long enough ago that they weren’t called tramp stamps then, I can tell you that. I have at least three more that I have planned, but lack time and money.
2. When I was young, I wanted to learn the cello, based solely on the movie “The Witches of Eastwick.”
3. I tell everyone that I’m five foot nine, but really I’m only five foot eight and a half.
4. I currently have a homemade poster in my living room with sticky notes detailing all the things I fret about, in order of importance. I’ve started tackling those in the A list.
5. I’m happy to report that for the first time in my life, “what my friends secretly think of me” is NOT on that list. I’m completely sure my friends actually like me. This was not always the case in my life.
6. I cannot touch my toes (yet).
7. My mom and I went to get our second ear piercings together, when I was in second grade. Mine has practically closed, while mom has added no less than five more holes in her ears.
8. I started dancing Flamenco as something to do between chemistry and math classes during community college. Now, then years later, it’s all I want to do.
9. That’s not entirely true. I love my job. I love being a scientist, and not just because it impresses people when I tell them I do Synthetic Organic Chemistry. It’s fun and cool.
10. I was blond for an entire year. I was interviewing for my first professional post-college job, so I had to keep touching up my roots. With my pale complexion, I did NOT make a great blonde.
11. Rumor has it I have relatives in the Donner Party. No, that does not mean I have a taste for human flesh.
12. Beets anger me.
13. I have never been in a hospital emergency room.
14. I was named after my dad’s mother. She was named after her mother, and her mother before her. I’m the fourth Mace. I’m glad there’s no IV after my name, though. That would be silly.
15.I convinced my sister, when she was small, that I had no belly button. I’d pull up my shirt (with pants high), and then pull down my pants (with shirt low) and she almost believed me. She was, of course, suspicious, because she is not an idiot.
16. Despite what my mother and sister say, I HAVE NEVER POOPED ON A WALL.
17. When I was 14, we visited Disneyland, and while posing with star characters, I was molested by Goofy. He didn’t do anything specific, but I felt dirty afterwards. I was trying to alert my mother, and her response was “Hold on, I’m focusing.”
18. When I drop people off out of my car, I almost always wait and make sure they get inside before driving off. Just in case.
19. is my favorite number, because I couldn’t make up my mind between 9 and 10. I like 9 and 10 for dorky, math-related reasons.
20. I was two classes away from getting a minor in mathematics AND english, but Physical Chemistry doesn’t leave much room in your brain for anything else.
21. I have capillaritis. It is the most boring condition ever. And also seems to go away when I let beams of sun hit my legs. The sun? What?
22. I have a very poor memory. I can remember the names and lyrics to a million songs from the 80s and 90s, but there are huge gaps in my own personal history.
23. I love plants and gardening, but seem to have missed the green thumb gene that both my parents have.
24. I own more shoes than I know what to do with, but because I like walking places, wear only about five pair regularly. I have a plan to sell off a large number of them, since so many are in good shape, I just need to get everything out of the closet, and that’s a scary prospect.
25. I love soup. Like, a lot. I like making it, and I like eating it. However, I like chunky soups. Creamed soups leave me cold.
I’ve been hitting the gym at work. I haven’t talked about it much, for fear that if/when I stop, I’ll read my former glory and feel so, so bad about myself. But I’ve discovered a wonderful thing about cardio machines:
UNINTERRUPTED READING TIME
I don’t get to read as much as I’d like. The easiest solution would be to get off the freaking Internet and pick up a book, but I’ve gotten very bad at that in the last few years. However, when I’m huffing up a pretend hill on the treadmill, or pumping up a pretend hill on the exercise bike*, I can easily read several articles from a magazine. I’m terribly excited about the prospect of actually being up to date with my Newsweeks. Now, when Trevor mentions something from the latest issue, I can actually respond. Hallelujah.
Oh, also, I’ve lost five pounds.
* Obviously, I like going up hills. Actually, as an asthmatic, it’s an easy way to increase intensity without increasing speed.
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