Us in Ventura, chillin' out, drinking coffee.
Monday, May 01, 2006
Who loves Buster?
Who is the baby boy?? Everyone loves the Buster....well, not actually... men, especially Latino men for some reason are on Buster's radar. Who knows, man. He's a dog from Chihuhua...the dude is not happy with his own.
Friday, April 21, 2006
Sunday, April 16, 2006
Hoppin happy Easter
HAPPY EASTER!!!
Kev and I went with our very good friends, Amy and Justin Webster to this very chic, Buddhist-y, new age-y, organic restaurant called The Inn at the Seventh Ray (not to be confused with the nude dancing Seven Veils club in Hollywood). Amy, being a very swank chic herself, along with her equally swank and debonair husband have frequented the joint a few times before. But it was our first and it was dee-lightful.
Kev and I went with our very good friends, Amy and Justin Webster to this very chic, Buddhist-y, new age-y, organic restaurant called The Inn at the Seventh Ray (not to be confused with the nude dancing Seven Veils club in Hollywood). Amy, being a very swank chic herself, along with her equally swank and debonair husband have frequented the joint a few times before. But it was our first and it was dee-lightful.
Mimosa twins
I usually don't drink...no REALLY. But they were serving so....Kev said something that made me laugh right as he took this shot.
Miss Messy
Okay, this is my plate!! LOL. I lost control halfway thru the buffet and just started trying everything. I was STARVING so I took a little more than I should have, but I did pretty good. The FOOD WAS AMAZING organic gourmet fantastic fare. AND a woman caught herself on fire while we were there so we had entertainment to boot.... the hysterics of a klutz with the music of Enya in the background.
Good Stuff.
Good Stuff.
Ahhh, the lovely couple
Amy and Justin at the lovely Inn of the Seventh Ray in be-oooootiful Topanga, California. (LA)
Sunday, April 09, 2006
Mama, what's the news?
Me and Buster on Sunday morning (don't mind the jammies) reading the New York Times.
Chubby Fuzzy Friend
Buster can never eat enough pizza. He was stuck in this trance for fifteen minutes....waiting....
Monday, April 03, 2006
Sunrise
From our porch we can see the sunrise to the left and at night, the sunset to the right. I am up early ONLY when I have to be at work, and (sigh) on Thursdays I am there early. I was sleepy and puffy drinking my coffee trying to wake up when I saw the sun come up.
Cozy
It has been raining today at the beach and Buster and I fell asleep listening to the waves outside with a fire going. I got up for a MINUTE and he was, well, put out. I thought it was a cute pic.
Wind Chime
This is a greenware wind chime that is also being fired right now. It is Inuit design of a killer whale.
Buddha Sun
Nicknamed Jabba the Hut by my best friend (ahem) Andrea, this is an impromptu version of The Buddha laughing, which is what all Buddhas do. We laugh.
Buddhist Mask
This is a greenware mask that is in the process right now of being fired into bisque. I think I will use stain and not glaze for this one.
Face
This mask was my version of a wind/forest God. The leaves, which are hard to see have been carved and there is a mix of matte and high gloss glaze. I used wax to have the glaze "crawl" around the leaves.
Evolution
This piece was an assignment from Gerry my instructor to create a mask about the primordial Universe. So this is a face with different animal parts but the parts making a whole; A Hawk's nose, 2 fish swimming for an eye, a cat's eye and ear, a shark's gill, and man's tongue and mouth. Voila, all one in the Universe.
Monday, February 27, 2006
Sniffin' and lookin'
What's this? That is his Mantra. Everything is new to this little guy. From the big fat seals to the ocean to crabs, seaweed, rocks, birds, waves, other pups...it's the bomb.
Surfin' Dude
Buster loves the beach and has really started to dig into the water. By the end of our walks, he is filthy, wet and so so happy!
Saturday, February 18, 2006
Beach Boy
Is this not a doll baby??? He is giving the model look. Avid sunbather, you can always find The Buster Man wherever the sunny side of the street is, just like his mama.
Beach Bed Baby
This is our bedroom, full of light. I am up by seven and the first thing I do is roll over and look at that Pacific. Mr. Buster is co-chillin', free- rent-calm, lovin' the Sun.
Monday, February 06, 2006
LA Art
LA is full of art and free, passionate thinkers. It's essence is the idea of America.How strange that the rest of the world has an impression that it is a shallow, heartless place! Irony! Art is everywhere here and along side, the artists who shape what we see. This is a mural under a freeway underpass. I definitely related. Viva LA!
Saturday, January 21, 2006
Malibu Beach Condo
Luck is the residue of good design.
Or
God helps those who help themselves.
Or
Luck is another word for friggin' hard work.
After searching for MONTHS, we finally found home. We signed a lease on a Malibu pad overlooking the ocean. Here is a photo of the condos themselves from the beach.
Or
God helps those who help themselves.
Or
Luck is another word for friggin' hard work.
After searching for MONTHS, we finally found home. We signed a lease on a Malibu pad overlooking the ocean. Here is a photo of the condos themselves from the beach.
Steps
We are steps from the beach...Mr.Cute Stuff will definitely get his exercise. Diggin', and chasing fly balls, catching frisbees. And we can take Buster out too.
Trinket
Kev found a something buried in the sand. Being born in the 70's and seeing the Brady's demise in Hawaii, we threw it back.
Python attack
Unsuspecting Kevin was also caught unawares in the Ikea, but this time by Mr. Green Snake. I got him loose but never captured the snake.
Hate to say it, but Kev took off through linens, screaming like a scaredy cat.
Hate to say it, but Kev took off through linens, screaming like a scaredy cat.
Strange memories
So there I was, hangin' as I like to do as often as I can in my local Ikea when I was sneak- attacked by Ben. He wanted to be friends but I was like, I ain't no Michael Jackson.
Monday, January 16, 2006
Orsen Wells and Rita Hayworth
This is the mansion originally owned by Rita Hayworth and Orsen Wells. It is nestled in the Laurel Canyon Hills and sits on 6 acres of land that winds up into the mountain. Absolutely fantastic. We were looking at a guest house on the property to rent for 2400.00 dollars. Even the gate leading to the front door was impressive! It felt great to be in the hidden hills and I imagined all the stars that walked around the complex and even stayed in the guest house we were viewing. Viva Hollywood.
Guest House
This is the guest house for rent on the mansion's estate....there is no ground underneath AT ALL. The front door is anchored to earth and that is it. No central heat, a mini stove but guys- beautiful. The kicker, the actress that lives in the mansion sometimes throws parties and parking is a problem. Since the main reason we are moving to LA is to be closer to friends...it just won't work. We throw parties too! But golly! What a view this place had.
Beautiful LA
Kev and I hunted once again for a house in LA this weekend- we have decided the Canyons are for us. We wound our way up several this weekend, Laurel and Topanga. Here is a view of the San Fernando Valley from a succulent plant patch high atop a one of the mountains.
Sunday, January 08, 2006
Hot shot, cool pool playa
Amy, Justin, Kev and I thought bowling on Sunday sounded like the fo-shizzle. However- if you are planning to bowl at The Lucky Strikes in Hollywood make rezes. We was hoodwinked...4 hour wait! So we hit the pool table instead.
Amy SAID she was an alright player.. Sheesh, good thing we didn't play with cashola. She actually hopped a ball to pocket another! Here is the sexy lady doin' a behind the back shot.
Amy SAID she was an alright player.. Sheesh, good thing we didn't play with cashola. She actually hopped a ball to pocket another! Here is the sexy lady doin' a behind the back shot.
The hippity, trendy Pig and Whistle
After pool, we decided to chow at the very delicious Pig and Whistle in Hollywood. The oven roasted chicken on a mountain of mashed potatoes was dee-lish, but Justin also enjoyed his BBQ ribs and my grilled veggie platter leftovers didn't make it to the fridge.
Famous Hollywood, on Hollywood Blvd.
Our guys on Hollywood Blvd. amid the hub-bub and whoo-hoo, Justin pausing to reflect, Kev happy to be out of the Batcave (aka: The Home Office).
I'm a lil' soldier
Sista soldier with her homeboy, Gus the Christmas Captain. (I just finished pinching Gus's ass, that's why he looks slightly alarmed and blushing.)
Scientology Christmas
It's a holly, jolly join-a-cult Christmas. Here is the Scientology Santa set-up, still up in January on Hollywood Blvd.
Sunday, January 01, 2006
New Year's Eve
The four of us on New Year's Eve at Buca's. We ate, drank and were very merry, once again, closing (almost) the place down.
Justin and Amy
Justin and Amy hittin' the festivities...hard to keep up with these Hollywood types (read: PARTEE ANIMALS) but we tried to keep up the best we could.
Wild eyed Kiki serves up Buster's dibs
Chicken Parm, ravioli, and manicotti leftovers for Mr. Love-Bunny who was running around like a mad creature starved.
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