Happy Anniversary, Mom and Dad

This is what I made Maw and Paw for their 38th anniversary*. Check them out, in all their youthful innocence (at ages 22 and 23).



*Yes, it is the cheapest gift ever.

Bastille Day

Liberté, égalité, fraternité!
Ça ira

Post 101!

Happy 101st Blog Post To Me!

You're probably feeling nostalgic about all the great times we've had over the last few months, addressing such diverse topics as conceptual art, education reform, why dinosaurs are awesome, and how much Twilight sucks. I bet you're thinking to yourself, "I sure wish Kitty Pimms had made a snazzy 3D pie chart of her most popular blog topics to aid my reminiscences."

Your wish is my command!


Now I bet you're wondering "How is Kitty going to celebrate this auspicious day?"

Why, by shirking work, my good reader!

Not only did I pause my costume making to create exciting champagne graphics and pie charts, I also spent a good portion of time making myself nifty headbands out of fabric scraps.



And then drawing pictures of myself wearing them.

And then blogging about it.

Productive!

Sunday Poem

Early because I have to drive back to MI at the crack of dawn tomorrow for rehearsal and will not, likely, do anything but fall into bed when I finally get home.

"next to of course god america i
love you land of the pilgrims' and so forth oh
say can you see by the dawn's early my
country 'tis of centuries come and go
and are no more what of it we should worry
in every language even deafanddumb
thy sons acclaim your glorious name by gorry
by jingo by gee by gosh by gum
why talk of beauty what could be more beaut-
iful than these heroic happy dead
who rushed like lions to the roaring slaughter
they did not stop to think they died instead
then shall the voice of liberty be mute?"

He spoke. And drank rapidly a glass of water

-e.e.cummings

Happy Independence Day!

Some Vaguely Patriotic Stuff:

Kitty Pimms, July 4th, 1989

Kapow! Kapow!


Until I moved to Virginia, I thought Tastee Freeze was something John Cougar made up for this song

"Why do you sound surprised? I love America. Just because I think gay dudes should be allowed to adopt kids and we should all have hybrid cars doesn't mean I don't love America." -Liz Lemon

Word.

Happy Belated Canada Day!

Why do I always think Canada Day is the second? Perhaps because Canada is only half as cool as America?


O Canada

Just kidding, Canada! I kid because I love! Here are some Canadian things that make me happy:

Margaret Atwood

A major inspiration for The Gothic Novel

Hark! A Vagrant

Always a good time

The Stratford Festival

(even though our Caesar is way sexier than theirs)

And, of course

Father's Day (DAD DON"T LOOK)

I made my father three portraits of himself for Father's Day. It may just be the cheapest gift in the history of gifts, as it didn't even cost the price of paper/paint.

But he's required to love it because I made it, right?

Right?

Maybe I Should Call Them Monday Poems?

This time I have the excuse of having just moved, and having no internet at home yet.

Plus I picked a Memorial Day themed poem.

The Sleeper in the Valley
Arthur Rimbaud

It is a green hollow where a stream gurgles,
Crazily catching silver rags of itself on the grasses;
Where the sun shines from the proud mountain:
It is a little valley bubbling over with light.

A young soldier, open-mouthed, bare-headed,
With the nape of his neck bathed in cool blue cresses,
Sleeps; he is stretched out on the grass, under the sky,
Pale on his green bed where the light falls like rain.

His feet in the yellow flags, he lies sleeping. Smiling as
A sick child might smile, he is having a nap:
Cradle him warmly, Nature: he is cold.

No odour makes his nostrils quiver;
He sleeps in the sun, his hand on his breast
At peace. There are two red holes in his right side.

Birthday!

For my birthday, my friend and I made a cake that looks EXACTLY like my cat.

Behold:




Which is cake and which is cat? Only some sort of magical genius could figure it out!

"It's alright, if you like Easter Parades..."

Happy Easter!


Other than this song, I think the songs with/about Judy Garland are way lamer than the Anne Miller songs... "It Only Happens When I Dance With You"! That red dress beats the pants off Judy Garland dressed like a cute hobo.

And here I am in my Easter bonnet...