Cover Songs

Some thoughts on life, music, movies, books, whatever

Monday, June 12, 2006


This blog is moving to a new home. You can now find it at: . I'm squooshing all my blogs together there; I like the format better, and hopefully you will too. All the old posts are there, as well as neato sorting and searching functions. Your comments all moved too! I'm still doing some tinkering, and it's not completely constructed yet, but close, so please update any links or bookmarks, and join me over there!

Sunday, April 16, 2006

File this one under: Where do I live anyway?

Yesterday we were driving down the road near our house when I saw a huge bird fly up and off the street. Huge is probably over stating it, but it was big, big enough that I said, "Wow, that's a big honkin' bird" outloud. We kept driving and noticed a white Corvette pulled over to side of the road. We changed lanes and drove closer, and as we did, we saw that the couple who had been in the Corvette were walking around the car and into the street. The guy seemed to have a big yellow shoe on, and for a second I thought it was one of those splint-y cast-y things they put on you when you've messed up your foot. As we got closer, however, we saw that it was in fact a shoebox, covered with a yellow Best Buy bag. On his foot. We watched as he walked around his car, and, with his foot so protected, proceeded to punt a big dead possum (I'm pretty sure it was a possum) out of the way of his car, and then turn right back around to get back in. Now that whole thing was weird enough, but what was sitting in the road staring at that big dead possibly possum? A buzzard! His buzzard-y friend was the huge bird I'd seen earlier, but this one wasn't about to be scared away from its meal.

I had no idea buzzards lived in the city areas. Do they, or do they have some kind of radar when some animal dies that tells them it's time to visit the city for some food?

Tuesday, April 11, 2006

A little update on the last post, Alex has posted the picture, along with his version of what happened here . Apparently we were the "best part of all"! Woo hoo! Anyway, check out the picture and marvel at my "roughly the size of a houseboat" pregnant self. At least I look pregnant now and not just like working at home = eating lots of bonbons.

Monday, April 10, 2006

This weekend we went to APE, the Alternative Press Expo, in San Francisco. It's a wonderful little comic convention that features independent and small press publishers. (Basically not the "big 4"- DC, Marvel, Dark Horse, Image) These are people who are, for the most part, struggling to make comics while juggling a "real job", who then have to fight to get their comics seen and bought. Some of them are crap and there's a reason they haven't been "discovered", but there are a select few that are diamonds in the rough, little gems of gorgeous comic making, and that's why I love APE so much.

We walked into APE and were immediately drawn to the Voodoo Baby table. Voodoo Baby is a company that makes adorable keychains out of string, and we'd been on the lookout for them because B really wanted to get one of their "Bat boy" (NOT Batman, wouldn't want to violate copyright, or whatever you'd be violating in this case- licensing?) keychains. (Check them out here)

As he was making his purchase, I looked at the table next to theirs, and recognized it as the table of the creator of Gashapon Shop, a wonderful webcomic. I squealed, "Look, it's that comic!" to B, as the creator looked at me with a look that said, "You think I'm someone I'm not." I told him that we loved his comic, and basically gushed at him, and B came over and backed up my story that we actually did know his comic, as he continued to look at us incredulously. When we finished, he said that we were the first people all day that he didn't already know (ie, his friends) to know his comic. He was so excited that he had the guy at the table with him take a picture of him with us, and we ended up leaving his table with one of everything he had to sell. I even got one of his original pages for a measly $10! When we stopped back by hours later to say goodbye, he had us pose for another picture, because the first one didn't come out. I know we probably made his day, but his excitement and enthusiasm really made mine. I looked at his website later that night, and this is what he'd posted:

"APE 2006 was awesome. I had a really great time and met a lot of really nice people. I'd like to really give shoutout (I'll have a picture up soon) to Bruce, Maryanne (hopefully that's spelled right) and the mysterious girl that stopped by my booth and said, "I'm well aware of your website." They were really gems in my experience and definately makes me want to not only return to APE for 2007, but continue to draw in general. "

YAY! That just makes me happy.

Tuesday, March 28, 2006

Let it never be said that I don't read the comments and do my best to accomodate them. So Kim, this post is for you. (See her comment in the post below if you don't know what I'm talking about, and while you're there click the link and check out her blog, she's a funny lady. Even if her most recent post is sad and may cause you to believe she's a bird killer. She's really not one. )

Trying to eat while "avoiding" sugar is much much more difficult than I would have expected. Everything in the freakin' world has sugar in it I'm learning, not just yummy yummy candy. At least all the things I like to eat do. Even simple things like orange juice are out, which I keep forgetting. My favorite kind of cereal (Heart Smart) has too much sugar, so I'm demoted to Special K, and my loved V8 Splash has fruit juice, so if I want the vegtable-y goodness in liquid form then I have to try to stomach the normal V8, which I personally find vile.

So what am I eating? So far today I've had Special K, which is good and all but gets soggy really quickly. I had a scoop of peanut butter (yes, straight out of the container on a spoon) and some baby carrots for a snack, and then a sharp cheddar cheese and salami sandwich for lunch, which was quite yummy. Later I will have a couple Sugar Free Hershey's mini chocolate bars with almonds, which are actually pretty good, considering the no sugar thing. I haven't figured out what we'll have for dinner yet, but as it's raining and I don't have the car today, it will probably be peanut sauce on rice with steak and poratoes mixed in, because that's what we've got in the cupboard.

Overall I've been doing pretty well and have only messed up a couple of times. (And a couple of those were blatant and on purpose. I'm a rebel!)

Wednesday, March 08, 2006

For those of you keeping track, I just got the results of my 3 hour glucose test. Not quite jackpot, regardless of how you're defining jackpot. I have glucose intolerance, which means I need to be a nicer person and not discriminate against the poor glucose.

No, apparently, (I just learned this today), there's normal, then glucose intolerance, then gestational diabetes. So my body is somewhat not handling glucose correctly by overcompensating with insulin, which is bad, but not to a degree that it would be considered diabetes, which is good. My insulin level went up when it was supposed to during the test, then continued to go up when it should have gone down, but by the end was down to where it needed to be. So something with the process that's supposed to shut off the insulin isn't doing what it's supposed to. Or something.

Other than that, I have no idea what it means. I'm going to a dietician in about a week, and should know more then. I'm assuming that they'll just tell me to be careful what I'm eating, but I won't have to give myself shots or anything. It could be so much worse, and I'm grateful that it's not. And it will most likely go away once the baby is born, since it didn't show up when I took the test months ago.

In the meantime, I resolve not to be intolerant of glucose any more.

Sunday, February 26, 2006

I don't have the plague. The strep test came back negative, which is good because I don't have strep, not so good because now my throat just hurts and I can't take drugs to make it stop. So, gargling with saltwater and drinking 10-12 glasses of warm liquids it is.

I still have to take the dumb glucose test.