debate: headshots

well, i'm only moderately happy with the results of my photo shoot. but all you need from a photo shoot is one good shot, and i came out with a couple viable options, so i guess it was a success.

here are my best shots. please comment and let me know which one you would get printed up if you were me.

Option 1

Option 2

Option 3

Option 4

elsa

it was a spontaneous decision, but one several years in the making. the universe offered up a little dog to me, and i took her. meet elsa. she's a chi-poodle (or poo-huahua, take your pick), 2 months old*, not even a pound yet and totally adorable.

* footnote: just found out that elsa's actually about 4 weeks, not 2 months like the owner said. she really should still be with her mommy. but seeing as the lady who owns her mommy is trying to get rid of the puppies asap, it doesn't look like that would happen even if we returned her. so out to the store for puppy formula i go...

water and woods

after weeks of a light work load, i suddenly find my plate overfloweth. it's 10pm and i'm just getting started (or rather, stalling on getting started). oh, the blessing and curse that is working from home.

i'm counting down the days until the weekend. heading up to the hood river area for "wild women in the woods" -- a loosely organized weekend of hiking, kayaking and general debauchery. i'm excited about some time with dirt under my feet, communing with the trees and playing multi-person solitaire. i was hoping for warm enough weather to swim, but alas, frolicking at sauvie island labor day weekend gave me swimmer's ear. swimming just isn't satisfying if i can't completely submerge my merself. swimming or not, i'm still hoping for warm weather because the 40-degree rating on my hot pink camo sleeping bag is a lie! note to self: must remember to administer my ear drops three times per day even when swimming in vodka.

shot through the heart

well, actually shot in the face -- but not in the dick cheney's hunting buddy way.

i decided that my headshot is overdue for an update. my hair isn't short anymore. and it's blonde now. and i'm no longer twenty. and i'm using it for opera instead of theatre.

so, i gathered up some of my fanciest dresses and a wad of cash (emptying my checking account in the process) and went over to see owen carey. in about a week i'll get to see the results, but glancing through the thumbnails on his camera, i'm optimistic.

and i had fun playing princess for the afternoon. (i can just hear you, every one of you, saying "of course you did.")

comic con

i went to comic con in san diego to perform the too much coffee man opera a month ago. it was a trip. the convention floor was, what, like a quarter mile by 100 yards? the scale of everything was pretty rad -- tens of thousands of people, gigantic sauron and voldemort, batman and chewbacca twice my height made of legos, and whatever the huge blue thing at the sci fi channel's booth was.

gosh were there some fun toys.

i was expecting more attendees in costume, but i got much pleasure from the homemade costumes -- anything made with a cardboard box as its base gets my vote.

some other highlights of the weekend...

• a skinny, cranky, aviator-bespectacled girl throwing rocks at joey outside the airport


• laughing blue gatorade out through my nose a half hour before go


• the man in the front row who brought his own cushion for the theatre chair


• celebrity sighting: danny bonaduce (avec wife) at starbucks and joss wheedon at the dark horse booth (alors, no jessica alba pour moi...)


• the almost dining at ch1ve and search for another restaurant fiasco


• my first in & out burger


• gorging myself on cas' pizza (and getting a shiner from hero during a game of tickle torture gone bad)
  
• swimming in the pacific
  
• walking through the people lined up to see us perform as we entered the theatre!

btw, check out shannon wheeler's comics in russian on livejournal. too much coffee man in по-русски ... Очень Хорошо!