I would post more if I wasn't spending so much time in the bathtub lately with my Lush bath treats. I must be the cleanest girl in America.
I've been eating crummy lately. Tonight I tried to rectify that by making a polenta tart topped with mushrooms, swiss chard, vine ripened tomatoes and parmesan. I can't blame my poor diet on Grams being in the hospital now that she's back home. Although, her craving for eggplant parmesan yesterday led me to a plate of linguini and clam sauce plus the consumumption of too much bread to mention without blushing.
More photos at artful_dodger. Including a few from Little Steven's Underground Garage Festival this summer. Yeah, I realize I'm behind. I edit photos all day at work. That's the last thing I want to do when I come home. Especially my own.
I've decided to participate in the Blog a Novel program. My mind is going crazy working out all my ideas. I'm going to do more of a memoir really. Working with my high school era journal, I hope to expand on some themes. More importantly try to figure out how did I get from there to here. RAZ took interest in that volume in my journal collection this summer. So I suppose he'll get some sort of props later on. If it sucks, it's all his fault. I attempted an autobiographical novel based on this journal about twelve years ago in a creative writing class. I recall my professor crowing, "this story has it all-sex, drugs and rock n roll." He came of age in the 60's. My story starts in 1989. It was a very good year.