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Wednesday, April 30, 2008

do something, anything

Me and Mom. Mom and me. Geez, we spend a lot of time together. Hour after hour, day after day, morning to night. It is a testament to our friendship that we can still do it and have a good time with each other. It helps that I am so god-darned entertaining.

Sunday, April 27, 2008

sugary and spicey

Adeline June. Just look at her. She is the daughter of auntie amy lou and she lives far too far away in Somerville, Mass and this is one of life's unfair tragedies that I'm only just learning how to accept and live with. We would have six play dates a week if she lived here or if I lived there or if we all lived in Echo Park where we all started out. I'll wait for you, Addie.

Friday, April 25, 2008

The Son of Many Uncles


Uncle Mikey, marine biologist, New Orlean. Not to be confused with Uncle Mike, Sociologist, Echo Parkian. I have so many uncles. I have a lot of aunts too, on the other side, but on Dad's side it's nothing but dudes and it is making me who I am.

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

first the rocking...

...then the rolling. I got to go to Emily's 12th birthday party at a roller rink in Oregon. My first time on skates. It was wobbly at first but I got the hang of it and I was out there jamming around the rink with the rest of the kids (with Mama's help):

Rex 'n Roll !

Monday, April 21, 2008

Hammer Of The Gus

I know what I want to be when I grow up. I want to be a rock and roll superstar. I want to travel the world with my two hot back up singers, I want to sing and play guitar, surrounded by chicks. I want to party.

The Future.

Saturday, April 19, 2008

Christmas in April

Just so you know, as you are being warmed by your springtime sun, we are being frozen by our hail and snow...Still. All the adults think its a big stupid joke. It's been a long, long winter, but I know, change gonna come. Truthfully, I love to play in whatever the sky brings me...

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

Holy Crap!

I DID IT! Or, should I say, I doodit. I pooped in the potty. An actual turd. This is the picture of it, though carefully angled not to actually show it because, as Daddy urged, we are not that kind of blog.

It was early morning, a light mist outside, just after a quiet breakfast with Dad, Mama still asleep in bed...I sat down on my little potty, like I've been doing sporadically for months yet have become more hardcore about since I was left with grandparents for 4 days when my parents were in NY...but this time, I don't know why, maybe it was my choice of reading material (the Lorax) or my choice of toys (slinky, airplane, Rice Krispies watch), but all by myself, and all alone, it happened. It went plop.
Dad quickly woke up Mama and brought her in and there was screams of joy and proud high fives all around. I got to finally open the mechanical dog they've been holding over my head as incentive for weeks and Bobby took me out to a pancake breakfast and then to the Bay Hay to get the biggest toy John Deere tractor they had. Number two is #1 !!!

Monday, April 14, 2008

Extreme Hugging

I'm just hoping you have this much fun with your friends:

Even though a giggle fest like this always ends in a painful head bonk (did you see it?), it is still totally worth it. If time with your friends isn't ending with someone getting hurt, you are just not going for it.

Saturday, April 12, 2008

Thursday, April 10, 2008

HOusE gUEstS

Mamop's best friend Linda, whom I have renamed Linda Linda Bang Bang, has been traveling the high seas for months on her boyfriend's boat and she finally made land ho and stopped by to visit with us for a while. Then the other Linda (Linda Linda Boom Boom) came down from Canada with her husband Jean-Louis, he is French, and it turned into one of those long weekend parties. The more the merrier, the bigger my audience, I say.

Killing at the ladies' table. Anita and daughter Amy joined us also, more visiting Canadians.

Second show for the men, Davey Davey and even Matt Thelan and his truck. I made this show more manly.

Got to play things extra cool when your with the dudes.

Entertainment is my life.

Tuesday, April 08, 2008


My first movie theater show. This is the way to do it! Mom and Dad took me to see Horton Hears A Who. It was a gigantic big theater with long red curtains and we got popcorn and it was very dark and loud and there were a million preview trailers of movies I really want to see now and the whole thing was just very different and not ordinary and cool. My parents are nuts for films, extra nuts in mama's case, so I feel like I am right where I belong sitting between these two at the movie house.

Sunday, April 06, 2008

Goodbye New York, Goodbye Old Friends

Really great city, always dependable for a good time. Really great friends, ditto. I'm glad my parents are back with me but I'm also real glad they got to have some freedom and fun. This is the first time in three and a half years that they've taken a together break from me for over 24 hours. They work very hard on the parenting thing so they deserved it.

See you soon, Cuties!!!

Friday, April 04, 2008


While in New York, which I often call the big apple, Mama got to check out some art while Daddy was hobnobbing with the hobnobbers. She saw Sage's show and met his dealers from Geneva ooh la la, and got to the Guggenheim, which some often call the Guggy, to see the out of sight Cai Guo-Qiang show and then even got to see a bit of Marcel Dzama diorama, which was actually my first ever art show and I even had a Marcel Dzama onesie. These are bootlegs my mom made in the little film room which had live and sublime piano accompaniment:

You don't get this on Bainbridge Island folks!

Wednesday, April 02, 2008

NYC Part II, Electric Bugaloo

Like I said, this is the year. Everyone's lifelong hard work and dedication to their art seems to be finally paying off. My dad was there in New York meeting his book agent and his new editor at Harcourt and even having a literary head to head coffee with one of my parents' most worshipped authors Lynne Tillman. He was moving and shaking. Sage was there having a giant fancy art show in fancy mid-town, selling his paintings for gobs of money. And Aza, well he was screening his brand new film at the New York Film Festival. Yep. And he got a standing ovation. Everyone got to go to the show and it was a magical and memorable thing for all to experience, so much more meaningful to be there all together, for each other, back and forth, forever and always.

Aza and his dad, the notorious Ken Jacobs, star of his son's film.

And Flo Jacobs, his mom, starring as Mom in the film, stealing every scene and winning hearts for good.

The packed house. Long live the Bohemian!