What does your coffee table literature say about you?

Last night was laborious in Apt. 4.
Our mission: coffee table.
SIDENOTE: naturally the two baristas purchase a coffee table before buying anyother living room or kitchen furniture, right?

So we accomplished our mission, (we'll neglect the fact that it's still kind of wobbly, we are suffering from a power tool famine.)
Stevi and then immediately christened our new investment with a stack of coffee table books.

If I were someone, and I was waiting for us in the living room I would have one of two reactions to our coffee table books.

1. Wow these girls suffer from multiple personality disorder
and or
2. Wow these girls are completely badass.

We have
Where's Waldo- the newest one, meant for entertainment for hours on end.
Post Secret- a collection of secrets sent in on anonymous post cards
The Mane Thing- a book with everything you've ever needed to know about hair care
The St. Martin's Guide to Writing- Stevi didn't know where else to put it.
Design it Yourself- A book I picked up that teaches you how to make everything from clothing, to paper, to books, to websites

In other news
I picked up this book which is a collection of letters by Senor Jack Kerouac, which I was really looking forward to. Being a letter enthusiast, and a J.K. enthusiast, I figured it would be right up my alley.
Dissapointment was awaiting me however, because the editor of the book must have been ridiculously lazy. He included pretty much every letter ever.
ever.
including the letters Jack sent to almost complete strangers asking them if they would mail his manuscripts to his publisher.
why the hell would I want to read that?
I was expecting brain revolutions, letter upon meaningful letter.
I guess I just assumed that most fantastic writers made everything they wrote golden.
So if you want to read a book of letters, don't read that one. I encourage you to read "Letters to a Young Poet" by Rainer Maria Rilke, which will indeed change your life for the better.

I apologize if this blog is boring.

'ok pre-teen...learn how to count'

Some funny things.
Such as what Stevi said in the Wendy's drive thru this evening on our way back from Indy. To the acne-ridden hootie and the blowfish haired dork wonder who gave us our change.
Another funny thing
Two other funny things
1 Listening to Stevi verbally abuse Link as she uses him to take out any and all pent up evil she has hidden in her veins. Such remarks as
"oh that's right bitch, i've got a sheild"
"I will make you bleed"
"SHIT HE CAN SHOOT THROUGH THE STATUES!!!"
"*gasp*I have a heart and a half! this fucker's going down"
"you're going down bitch! it's lightning!....oh fuck i'm down to half a heart"
"nodontdrawmeintothedarkworld!nodontdrawmeintothedarkworld!"
2. her boyfriend, ro-bear, shared with her the somewhat embarrassing news that he never realized why the count on sesame street was ironically named...the count.
he just assumed all vampires were counts
never realizing the irony in the fact that the count's favorite past-time was...count-ing.
this reminds me of the time i realized that my mom's world famous (if our home kitchen qualifies as the world) corn-flake chicken, is breaded with actual corn flakes! like what you eat for breakfast!
a revelation which i had last year and immediately called to tell my sister.
I might as well have unearthed the fountain of youth.
or in stevi's current case, the ever-covetted mega-sword.

I'm sorry, i have just been corrected. MASTER-sword.
regardless, sarah didn't share my enthusiasm about my discovery. I now can identify with the way captain christopher columbus must have felt when he realized...he made a HUGE historical f-up when he said he landed in India. Causing all sorts of future confusion for PC people everywhere when it came to who's an "indian".

I went to Orlando! It was fun.
I live in an apartment now! Also fun.
My foot's asleep! not so fun.


EVERYONE read "the Know-it-all" by A.J Jacobs. especially if you like trivia.

and i have pictures up on flickr.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/lcrelyea

also, i pledge to blog more often.

Debbie isn't so much a downer.

Debbie is my car for those of you who don't know.
Her name is debbie because she got sideswiped three weeks after purchase.
Anyway, I went on a joyride with Ted last night which started at 11, went til 2 a.m (we both had to wake up at 6a.m. folks) and was by far the best joyride I have gone on in a long time.
I take alot of joyrides by myself usually. I seldom take people with me. Some people have places that they go to think, i just drive, or walk as it may be. If I had a bike i would probably ride it too. Does that qualify me as an escapist? I think it has alot to do with the fact that I moved around so much when I was younger. Because alot of my best childhood memories involve moving (i mean it's not like i didn't move often enough) or road trips.
Ted was phenomenal company.
I hope to see more of him.


ps: do-gooder isaac brought his girlfriend in a couple weeks ago, and shes a ray of sunshine as well.

pps: la viva est bella.

Commercials and Coffee

I don't think I ever said anything about the do-gooder.

Did I?

Yes, I did.
Isaac Joseph.
He is indeed a ray of sunshine I have decided.
He graced my life again yesterday along with some friends of his from church, Chad and T--something. I forgot.
Anyway, he comes in with these two older guys and a camera, and asks me if it would be ok if they shot a commercial for the do-gooding the church is sponsoring.
I'll admit, I have a weakness for this kid, so I said sure. So we re-inacted the do-gooding EXCEPT it wasn't isaac doing the gooding, it was his friend T-something, dressed up as a superhero.
They were there for about 2 hours, I got to be in it! (fun!)
At the end Isaac came back to the drive thru and gave me a mix cd, which is incredibly emo, but it's so good.
Really, its the best mix I've gotten in an incredibly long time. I know that it wasn't originally intended for me, but I love it because I can tell he put alot of himself into it, for whomever it was intended for. Every song was carefully thought through, the transitions are strong, its high quality stuff. He was trying to tell someone something, whoever it was originally intended for.

Spring break should be great. I intend to get this ripple records thing off of the ground.
Today I intend to
-contact a few more musicians to see if they are interested
-compose the first draft of the waiver
-select some of the songs that we are going to use.

By the end of the week I want to have the website started, a myspace page, enough artists for the first cd, and a pretty good idea of how we are going to get them published. (Artwork).
Also, get a hold of Alex to see about getting a kick-off show.
It should be fantastic.

I painted last night with Puckett. I love the painting. I can't decide who I'm going to give it to.
Part of me thinks it's going to be Emily's.
Part of me wants to give it to my mom.
Part of me wants to keep it.
We'll see.
Its a painting of a spring-time forest with the sun filtering through the trees.
My all-time favorite simple pleasure, of which there are many.
TOP FIVE:
1. sun filtering through the leaves
2. the cool feeling of the air on your back after a good warm shower
3. the perfect morning coffee
4. the first breath of spring
5. the feeling of accomplishment you get when you finish something you worked incredibly hard on.


speaking of which, I'm going to get to work.