Sunday, January 27, 2008

Lifecycle of a blog post!

Wired has this cool tour of what happens once we hit "publish" on a blog post.

Saturday, January 26, 2008

you go girl

Oh man do I miss the Daily Show and Colbert Report writers. Lately, I wonder why we even have cable. it seems like a real waste between the strike and grad school. It has really affected my life in a meaningful way. It may have seriously changed my TV addiction. i think I have the strike to thank for swinging a 3.7 last quarter. However, I've been so sad. And, I nearly shit a panic brick when i heard that soaps may get interrupted. They weren't, but the writing on my faves- OLTL and genital hospital makes me think someone is on a vacation if not on strike.

Anyhoo, those serious purveyors of funny from the aforementioned "fake news" (my actual most reliable news source on TV) staged a fantastic parody hearing and mock debate. Check out the LA Times article or watch the video, which only gives a little taste of it. I love and miss you guys. I think you're worth more than half of a Reese Witherspoon, any half!

Friday, January 18, 2008

my new roommate

Please feast your eyes on one of the two cutest things to enter my life in the last couple of weeks. I wasn't sure at first, not about the cuteness, but about the trials of living with a puppy who bites (but with the teeniest teeth) and eats her own poop and kinda smells like dog... But, after spending a whole day together with trials and tribulations, we are pals now and I love this adorable little devil. She is so sweet and adorable, and actually pretty low maintenance compared to most puppies. She's kindof easy to manage at her size of around 5 pounds!

Tuesday, January 15, 2008


Um, holy crap! Shannon of Rubygirl creations is so talented and has such low prices for such beautiful work. Here is one of the coolest necklaces I have ever seen. She is a PDX Etsy member, and I always look for her booth at shows. That is saying a lot considering I have a hard time wearing jewelry due to my hypersensitivity issue. Necklaces are about all I can handle, and even then, it has to really appeal to me and boost my vanity!

Sunday, January 13, 2008

Tammytown got reviewed

So, I've been waiting for the harsh toke of an honest review of good ol' Tummytown, but after loving and hating it for so many years it's just not that bad. The reviewer, some dood named Brian Orndorf, was way kinder to the movie and me than I usually am! The review is populating movie blogs across the interweb like crazy, so it was hard to miss. I think someone at Indiepix or maybe Liz solicited it. I was supposed to awhile back too, but I didn't have the nuts for it. The weirdest aspect of the review is the comment about Dazed and Confused- I never saw it before making Ttown!

Here it is, taken from
TAMMYTOWN – Movie Review
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Reviewed by Brian Orndorf

You'll find a trip back to the year 1989 in "Tammytown," the first feature film from writer/director Phoebe Owens, and boy does it ever look the part. Lacking needed polish, the film is nonetheless a contagious affair, pulling the viewer into the lives of teenagers at their most emotionally raw and dimwitted.

It's the last year of high school for the students of Hellgate High, and the social order is being disrupted in a serious way with the arrival of fresh face Tammie Pritchett (Anna Kaye). Dividing friendships and stealing the attention of the local boys away from ruling tart Tammy Sylvester (Jessica Aceti), Tammie is caught in the middle of a cold war, where Tammy is working to reduce her foes to social pariahs. Leaning on the friendship of a lesbian student and assorted familial ties, Tammie attempts to survive the year with her bangs and heart intact.

Taking cues from Richard Linklater's "Dazed and Confused," "Tammytown" works more plausibly as a directorial exercise than a retro journey into the gushing heart of teendom. Owens is scraping this film together piece by piece, and it shows in the picture's disjointed narrative and insistence on keeping the characters at a frustrating distance. Nothing really gels here, but it appears to be the result of first-time directorial jitters, not incompetence. The distinction is important to note because with the right budget and more proficient actors, Owens could turn out to be a wonderful filmmaker. You can sense it tucked away in the corners of "Tammytown."

Avoiding most "Wedding Singer" impulses to underline the era's exaggerated styles and carriage, "Tammytown" is more content to enjoy the time period, not make fun of it. Owens, with no money to play with, nails the minutiae of high school hell, using claustrophobic hallways and disorderly group drinking sessions to sell the nightmarish attitude of her small town location. The filmmaker also employs her epic cast to positive ends, spotlighting her troupe like a director truly enamored of her actors. That's comforting to behold. Of course, these are acting novices who enjoy screaming their lines as though microphones haven't been invented yet, but a few of them, notably co-star Kaye, show real promise, which Owens develops to the best of her ability.

"Tammytown" doesn't add up to much by the film's prom night conclusion, but it's the journey here that counts, not the destination. Accept it as a rumpled slice of life; a day in the take-no-prisoners world of stiff-banged teen hierarchy, and there's plenty of appeal to be found in this admirable riff on hormones and hangovers. And on top of it all, lovingly scored to the high school choral sounds of Lita Ford.

---- B plus