revafisheye

Not colors for food...

This way...


What are these?


Seriously. What?

These are not colors for food. Unless that food is icing.

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The Adventures of Leigh and Michele: The Tale of the Careless Commuter

Awaiting rescue

I do not have keys to my office, nor do I have an ATM card. These seemingly unrelated realities have been, until this evening, no more than occasionally inconvenient. Twice reminding myself not to, I left my train farecard on my desk, walked out of my office, closed the door, walked down the stairs and out onto the sidewalk. I was the last to leave, all doors locking behind me with no way back in. My wallet contained 2 quarters. I live in Manhattan and work in Jersey City, New Jersey.


I can almost see home from here

Before I could formulate a reasonable plan, Michele called my cell phone. I told her I would walk from Jersey City to the George Washington Bridge to gain pedestrian access to my island home, but she assured me that was a ridiculous idea. She offered, instead, to come get me.

Purchasing 3 tickets for the ferry from 38th St. to Colgate/Jersey City, Michele lived the adventure of so many bi-state commuters. I read on the pier, enjoying the seaside breeze and cotton candied view of Manhattan until she arrived.



Michele checked in with me, via my new cell phone every step of the way. "I'm getting on the bus to the pier. Okay. Bye." "I'm in the ticket line at the pier. Okay. Bye." "I just missed the ferry. Okay. Bye." "Another ferry is approaching." "I'm on the ferry." It made the wait that much more exciting.

The city lights on both sides of the Hudson sparkled for us as we transversed the river homeward. We giggled about how much fun being stranded can be when you have good friends. Michele is my own little FEMA, but cuter and with swifter reaction times.



PS - More last-days-of-summer feet adventures.

posted by revafisheye @ 9:34 PM 0 comments

Somebody crafted for me!

For the last few years, I have made all of the gifts I give people...birthdays, Christmas, just because...and yesterday, I RECEIVED a crafty gift.



My friend Kelly made me a bulletin board out of a vintage Clue board game (Clue is my favorite!). It's so fantastic, I just had to share.

Thanks, Kel!

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I bop, you bop, we bop for Cindee

(from noon) Dave, me, and in the center of the universe, where she belongs, the birthday girl, Cindee.


IBop Karaoke: byob, but no jumping allowed.


Cindee "Walking on Sunshine".


Amy serenades that "Sweet Child of Mine" (ours),


and the Chickens get "All Fired Up".


Oh, those summer (not really, but for the sake of the lyrical integrity) nights...

Happy birthday, Cindee! You put a smile in my heart and a song on my face.

posted by revafisheye @ 11:59 PM 0 comments

Old job, new perks

Working very hard at my ginormous desk


Newly decoupaged office-supply-lazy-susan


Festive bulletin board, with 1 work-related item

My freelance employer has officially hired me full-time. For the first time in my adult life, I have health insurance, a 401K and paid vacation. The icing is that I love where I work; and I know just how lucky that makes me. Very.

PS - Coming soon: Feet Over Indiana, LBI with SLT, and Movin' On Up with Amy and Adam.

posted by revafisheye @ 4:13 PM 0 comments

"Meh" to "Yes ma'am!"

Over the weekend, I decoupaged the office-supply-lazy-susan that sits on my desk at work. After I'd done about half, I realized it's not entirely mine, but mine to use during my employment. The guilt passed as quickly as it came. Here's the finished product.

Without stuff:





With stuff:




I know that's a lot of pictures of an office-supply-lazy-susan, but it's been a while since I've had time to be crafty, so I'm really excited about it.

posted by revafisheye @ 5:47 PM 0 comments

Move over bacon

Amy and Adam bid a glad farewell to Union City, NJ for the greener pastures of Asssstoria, Queens; and we helped.


Find the feet


(clockwise from noon) Michele, Kelly, Ivan, Adam, me, Paul, Myles and Amy


Sneaker sisters synchronize


The last feet in the place


Michele, Sarah (via telephone), Paul, Adam, me, Ivan, Amy, Myles and Kelly (behind the lense)

And Sarah awaited us on the other side.

posted by revafisheye @ 11:59 PM 0 comments

LBI with SLT: bring the SPF

Thanks to Delawarrior Sarah Lane's generosity, I was able to escape the city for an unprecedented second weekend in a row. Kelly and I hopped a Port Authority bus Saturday afternoon, and were on Long Beach Island off the Jersey shore just a few hours later.

Everything was perfect - from the beach house deck


(chilling with Kelly)

and the little sandpiper I chased for most of Sunday





to the full-body exfoliation I received courtesy of some bodacious waves.





Enough sun for me for one day, I read in the shade of the umbrella, while
SLT and Kelly bronzed.



If I'd been able to shrink myself enough to live in that sand castle, I would have, but alas...


Farewell, SLT ... and to summer.

PS - Kelly took some lovely photos of our weekend, as well. Check 'em out.

posted by revafisheye @ 11:44 AM 0 comments

So much catching up...

But first things first (and since it's Capslock Friday): I GOT SKATES!



Since I like my chronology in chronological order, I've posted some new photos, but they are back dated to when the photos were taken. Click here, here, here and here to catch up through the end of August. Photos of my Labor Day trip to INDIANA are on the way.

posted by revafisheye @ 11:24 AM 3 comments

How can we help?

Chickens circle the wagons around our brothers and sisters on the Gulf Coast.

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Labor Day on the farm

Ah...the simple, unspoiled life of the Amish. Don't forget to buy something on your way out.

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Almost paradise

Scott and I awoke late on Sunday, and in keeping with Nappannee/Round Barn Theater tradition, we braved the crowds at our favorite local brunch spot:


Taco Bell.

Stuffed and only slightly uncomfortable, I got to see two terrific shows:



the matinee of "Elton John and Tim Rice's Aida," which Scott directed, and the evening performance of "Driving Miss Daisy," in which Scott played Boolie.



Between shows, I reunited with my former castmates and adorable pals Sam (with "Egyptian" eye makeup, not pictured) and Jeremy (also not pictured).

As any musical/theater geek knows, big day of theater can only be topped by



a "luau" at a gay "sports bar" like Little T's. Open-mike entertainment was supplied by the whitest-blues-gal in showbiz, a club kid on X (or maybe K), and, of course, Dr. Fun.



Scott and I opted to finish our beers on the patio



in the shade of the pineapple tree



between the totems



under the watchful eyes of the Inflatable Menagerie. I'm working on an updated version of the similarly titled Tennessee Williams classic: tragedy strikes when someone produces a pin.

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