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I suspect there'll come a day when I look back and regret curtailing regular posting on this LJ. Even if there isn't as much back-and-forth interaction as there used to be, it's a great reference to come back to and remember the standout moments that have happened—good, bad and ugly.

So in the spirit of recording standout moments, can I tell you about my experiences seeing The Cure twice in the past month? I'm pretty emotional about it all.

Salt Lake City and Atlanta )

Hopefully this post wasn't too disjointed—I just wanted to get it out, whatever the final form.


Oct. 29th, 2013 11:26 pm
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Before I embarked on my DC trip last weekend, a handful of my coworkers anxiously implored me not to meet some guy and fall in love while I was there. I didn't meet a guy, but I did fall deeply and instantaneously in love with the city itself. It's how I expected to feel about San Francisco—and then didn't—and now here I am, feeling it about someplace else entirely.

I was amazed by everything. The strikingly clear weather. The fact that I could dust off my fall clothes and actually wear them. The joyful travel-aided transition from acquaintances to friends. Our confusion at whether we were indeed gazing upon the White House. (Thanks to Google Images, we were able to confirm that we were.) Seeing Audrey, dear friend, light of my life, and fellow ghost-hunting enthusiast, for the first time in nearly a year. Vodka shots, at long last, with [livejournal.com profile] thorne_scratch. The Loews Madison Hotel. The bed at the Loews Madison Hotel, and sleeping for 11 hours straight, dead to the world, behind blackout drapes. Georgetown Cupcake. The seemingly endless parade of good-looking men. The insanely beautiful view of the Potomac as we walked across the Key Bridge to Arlington. Cheering friends across the finish line of the Marine Corps Marathon. Dinner at Oyamél. Feeling at home, and crazily happy, in this wonderful place.

Pics. )

I didn't want to come home. I'm becoming increasingly restless in Phoenix—I've built a life here, a good life, but I feel more and more like another life is waiting for me somewhere else. Maybe in DC, maybe not. It has definitely given me something to think about.


Oct. 21st, 2013 09:34 pm
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Annual family vacay in Sarasota, Florida, was amazing—that place is just magical, I can't even identify what it is. Maybe it was the nightly mojitos. Or the sand and the surf and the sticky, broiling sunlight (so different from Arizona). Or the long, humid runs under the fraying edges of a tropical depression.

Pics. )

If not for the fact that the demographic is skewed so sharply towards the 60+ set, I'd be inclined to move there. As it is, however, I'll stick with visiting—but when I retire in a few decades? It's on, FLA.
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Two close friends got Mauied last Saturday, and I can think of few better reasons for a trip to Hawaii to celebrate with them.

Sun, sand, volcano, and the Road to Hana. )

It was really, really hard to leave. I'd never been to Hawaii before, and it was wonderful, a place where you truly do feel happily disconnected from your real life and the real world.
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A few months ago, my sister asked me, "If you could do anything in the world for your 30th birthday, what would it be?"

To which I replied, "Watch Lincecum pitch at AT&T Park."

And so, last weekend, we found ourselves in San Francisco. )

I can see why people write songs about this city.

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I'm not doing a great job of remembering to take pictures, but hopefully I'll improve over the course of the week.

Day 2: Wednesday. )
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I had such a good time seeing this on [livejournal.com profile] louiselux's journal, so I figured I'd do the Week in the Life meme as well (sharing random photos of your day for an entire week).

So, Day 1: Tuesday (TW for blood donation—no needles, but plenty of tubing) )
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Even almost three weeks later :)

It was amazing fun, being surrounded by other fans in that beautiful city, more orange and black than I'd ever seen in my entire life. Shuffling through piles of ticker tape in the aftermath of the parade as I walked to City Hall is something I'll never forget.

Pics. )

Until next time, San Francisco <3
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The weekend's adventure took us to the far reaches of Southern Arizona, past Tucson and Tombstone and even further down than that. Where we found Bisbee, a former mining town and present-day artists colony. Also home to the Copper Queen, a historic and allegedly haunted hotel that counts Teddy Roosevelt, John Wayne, and at least one disgruntled prostitute amongst its guests.

In words and pictures. )

Driving around after breakfast on Sunday, we inadvertently found ourselves at the Mexican border, which was exciting, but no one batted an eyelash when we made a hasty three-point turn and headed north.

It was a good weekend.
horizon_greene: Robert Smith singing (winning pitcher & his catcher)
Yesterday was a day. The traffic getting to the game was the worst I'd ever seen. We were still in the car, going nowhere, during the military flyover, and I was having a minor meltdown because we didn't spend all that money to sit in the fucking car aslkfjalskdf. But we managed to fling ourselves into our seats in time for the first pitch, and then Jess brought me a beer, and the situation improved.

And then Tim gave up three runs in the first inning, which was an oops, but at least he looked magnificent, with his hair everywhere and this super-defiant set to his shoulders. He's very thin; curves are gone, but he's got cheekbones for days again.

And Buster was back behind the plate, and it was a beautiful thing, even if the game was not.


Photos. )


Oct. 9th, 2011 10:09 pm
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Somewhat intriguing Lincecum scandal making the rounds. I'm a bit skeptical that Tim's wholly to blame here—he seems too dorky and laid-back to suddenly freak out and start "injuring" furniture and pillows, and it would make more sense to me if it were Tim's squatter friend(s) making a ruckus while he was off in Arizona for Spring Training—but who the fuck knows? If it turns out that he really is running around trashing rental properties, I'd certainly be interested in knowing that. Worth keeping an eye on.

Meanwhile, a recipe rec. The other day, I was cooking for a friend who's allergic to dairy. So for dessert, I made this vegan chocolate cake, which rocked my world.

First, it's so easy. It literally takes five minutes to mix the batter, and you mix it in the (ungreased!) pan in which you bake the cake.

Second, it's amazing. The photo that accompanies the recipe led me to believe that the end result would be a dense, pound cake sort of texture, but that wasn't the case at all. It was tender and fluffy, with this creamy, rich chocolate flavor that was so much better than I was expecting from a vegan cake. Shows what I know.

I made a raspberry sauce to serve alongside that was even easier: tossed a pint of raspberries in a saucepan with a small handful of sugar and a splash of water, and let it bubble and foam away for a few minutes, then pressed the mixture through a sieve and added a squeeze of lemon juice.

I have a newfound respect for vegan desserts after that meal.

In non-vegan dessert news, I went to the Oktoberfest at Tempe Town Lake last night, where we ate this:

And then rode on these. )
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I adopted this little turkey.

Best decision ever. )

And to think, it almost didn't happen, because I had just bought my condo and everything was a clusterfuck as I was trying to move in and my dad was staying in my house to help me and having a brand-new kitten seemed like way too many shenanigans—

But it worked out. Happy belated adoption day, punk!
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June 14th & 15th, 2011. )

It was good to see the team. And to see Tim, even though it was mostly just the back of his head a lot of the time. I never knew I could be so enthralled by the curve of an ear, the pull of fabric across his shoulders.

I took 261 photos over the course of two games wherein Tim did not pitch. I likely need help.
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...I look at these pictures every day. )

I miss the little punk, and his dinosaur claws.
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I had a very productive home improvement sort of day today. My mom offered to buy me a new kitchen faucet as an early birthday present, so we drove over to Home Depot where I picked out this one, which I love, and then we came home and spent the next three hours installing it. It all seems so simple in theory, this whole faucet installation business, but once you get started there's all of this treachery and unexpected shenanigans. My mom does stuff around her house all the time, so she's accustomed to dealing with it, but whenever I attempt to do things I generally just flail ineffectually and then end up waiting until my dad's next visit to have him finish the project.

But, after some struggle and an additional trip back to Home Depot, we eventually succeeded. And I also bought some glazed ceramic pots for my outdoor plants (I read an article that said those were the best type of pots to have in this climate, so I'm giving it a whirl) and new halogen bulbs for the kitchen ceiling. Four of the five were burned out, so it had been rather dim in there. Now every time I go into the kitchen and turn on the lights, I startle myself. It's so BRIGHT. And my faucet is so awesome <3

The sense of accomplishment is pretty strong, I've gotta tell you.

It was also really nice to spend the day with my mom. Our relationship was so, um, horrifying when I lived with her during my last year of college that it's still a precious and amazing thing, even all this time later, that we can be friends and have so much fun together.

Meanwhile, last weekend's Jerome trip.

In words and pictures. )

I'm not sure where our haunted hotel tour will take us next. Maybe to Bisbee? But I think a return trip to Jerome is in order at some point. Highly recommend it.
horizon_greene: Robert Smith singing (winning pitcher & his catcher)
I promised [livejournal.com profile] soupypictures some pics of Barry Zito.

For you, my dear:

Thursday night, Giants vs. Indians. )

I also made sure to squeeze in Tim's last start of spring training:

Saturday afternoon, Giants vs. Reds. )

Now it's over, but I'm not sad. It was a beautiful few weeks <3
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At the last minute, I decided to take a half day off of work on Wednesday to go to Giants/White Sox at Camelback Ranch. [livejournal.com profile] soupypictures was there with a friend, and we met up and had an amazing time. I mean, Tim fielded a ball successfully! And I had someone to discuss it with who understood!

And we were able to talk about other pertinent matters, such as the violent shape-shifting bruise on Tim's neck.

It was great.

I took 466 photos, which is pretty stalkerazzi even by my own standards. It didn't seem like that many at the time, I swear.

I did, however, whittle it down to just a few select favorites.

Giants @ White Sox )

Met up with [livejournal.com profile] soupypictures and her friend again on Friday night for Rangers/Indians, and we clustered up against the rail before the game so that they could get autographs. I had a face-full of other people's Sharpies and was trying to take pictures of the sunset without it seeming like I was trying to take pictures of the players who were right there, and people were frantic and begging and I was busy pretending like none of it was happening. It was quite the experience.

I'm going to miss spring training so much when it's over. This has been awesome <3

At last—

Mar. 6th, 2011 08:21 pm
horizon_greene: Robert Smith singing (winning pitcher & his catcher)
Tim + zoom lens.


I was pretty much the stalkerazzi today.

So I took a lot of photos, and I'm posting a lot (55—go figure), and a lot of them are essentially just variations of the same exact thing—but how many chances will I have to take pictures like these? Once the season actually starts, the zoom lens won't be allowed, so I'm taking advantage of this.

Under the cut. )

Gorgeous day. Gorgeous boy. I'm reminded of why I live in Phoenix <3
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Today was the second day of Spring Training, and I wanted to be there so badly that I rode a bike to Scottsdale Stadium. I didn't necessarily have to, but my friend really wanted to, so I figured I'd do it, even though I can't even remember the last time I was on a bike. At least five years, maybe more. It could be as much as ten years since I've ridden a bike.

But, hey. ~*It's like riding a bike.*~ So I hopped on and immediately and unceremoniously pedaled myself into a grassy curb. Which was cool. (At least no one saw me.)

An inauspicious start, but I got my sea legs shortly thereafter and we biked to the stadium, which was a beautiful ride for the most part, down pretty streets and along the canal and then through Old Town. Stressful at times, though, because my friend (who's Swiss) still rides her bike like she's in Switzerland and doesn't really follow the American rules of the road, which left me in a vague panic at times. Crossing Scottsdale Road in the "European style" without a streetlight wasn't my idea of a good time, but we made it.

Aaaaaaand I brought the zoom lens for my camera this time. Did I mention that I got a new camera? Digital SLR, couple of different lenses, shoots HD video, an amazing little machine. I'm in love.

Except of course Tim pitched yesterday (when I didn't have the zoom lens with me), so instead of obsessively snapping photos of random stretching poses, today I played around and got a bunch of pictures of people like Nate Schierholtz and Dude in a Sweatshirt and players who I'd never even heard of in my life.

Some pics. )

I ate garlic fries (with ketchup on the side—do they do it that way in SF?) and drank an enormous can of Corona, and the security dude in our area was AMAZING, and we met a few cool people (locals as well as visitors from CA), and it was Giants vs. Dodgers and it was generally a great day.

So tired, though, I can't really explain it. It's been crazy for about four weeks; tomorrow is the first free day I've had in a while, and I can't wait to sleep <3


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