
St. Pete, Nathalia. "Driving down an alley looking for dumpster furniture, I spotted this on the side of a garage."
Brian has found the best thing on the internet. We can now all return to the lives, activities and interests we pursued prior to 1995.
The worst thing on the internet is a whole nother ball o' wax, and we don't want to go down that rabbit hole. But this is the worst thing I've seen today. Thanks, Bob! "Yowza. At my nuttiest in a relationship, i've never pulled a Santa Claus. Oh well, life is long: Dr. Jacquelyn Kotarac Dies In Chimney Trying To Break Into Boyfriend's Home."
LD travels around to different offices for work.
"I thought this lady had pictures of her cat on her office wall. She sees me looking at them and explains that she cut them out of various calendars and magazines and taped them all together. She says she will get a cat when she retires so that she can spend time with it."

Hey kids, so, the other night we got to celebrate our little buddy Ezra's second birthday. A good time was had by all 120 of Ezra's closest friends (for real). However, the next day his folks' got some unwelcome news, in the form of the results of his latest scans. After months and months of chemo and radiation and surgery and stem cell transplant, etc. etc., it looks like his neuroblastoma is back (or never left), which means starting all over again, and then some. This is a big blow, and we're all really worried. It may mean Kyle and Robyn will have to go to New York for a few months for experimental treatments at Memorial Sloan, the best neuroblastoma hospital in the country. Should this happen, I'll be calling on you NYC peeps to hang out or help out if possible. Please keep them all in your thoughts. I posted Robyn's more detailed update here: Relapse.
KJ and little E Sunday night, at right, by Jesse.
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St. Pete: Nat bar doodle. |
Budapest, Dan: Budapest cats. |
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West Virgina, Bob. "A Gentleman's Club." |
West Virgina, Bob. "Hi-Way Inn. We drank here." |
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DC, Shauna: "Ha." |
St. Pete: Journey tribute band! |
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NYC, Annie: "Watching the bartender at my favorite joint inject an organic/local watermelon w booze. Ps I can pix txt now!!" |
St. Pete, my apartment. What I found under the printer. Another one's been living in the printer for 3 weeks. |
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North Carolina, Jess. "This is happening at Clays Corner Citgo. They just played an early version of Cuckoo." |
Oakland, Marlz: "Just another beautiful day in SF." |
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Tampa, Mandy. But it says, Diary of a Wimpy Kid: The Ugly Truth. And it's at Inkwood Books. So it must be some brilliant bookmobile marketing. |
Tampa, Mandy. Topic: how cats like to sit on things. "Ellie on newspaper. Close to the smallest thing she's sat on." |
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St. Pete, Jess. "Just the usual around here." |
St. Pete, me. Aunt Jesse made a ball for Waffles. |
Our friend Marisa aka Miss Mess lost a very dear friend of hers last week. Here they are looking adorable at her cousin's wedding.

The extended family and friends of Peter D. Bayuk Gelles mourn his untimely death at age 33 on August 20, 2010 in Brooklyn, NY. Peter was a devoted son, loving brother, and most loyal friend. He is survived by his mother, Mary June Bayuk, his father and step-mother, Jeremiah and Laurie Gelles, and his elder brothers Jacob and Sean Gelles. Peter's infectious laughter and insatiable curiosity will be missed, and we regret most of all that his many talents were not fully realized. Peter's life's works include directing two award-winning independent films (Abandon, 2004; Crenshaw Nights, 2008), and he was proud to have served most recently as the director for SiTV's Model Latina. His passion for film was rivaled only by his penchant for armchair psychoanalysis and spirited debate, and we will yearn for his pithy commentary and dry wit. A memorial service in Peter's honor was held on Wednesday 8/25/10, 12pm, at Congregation Beth Elohimm, 274 Garfield Pl., Brooklyn, NY.
This weekend a bunch of crazy bigots shall descend upon DC with their misspelled signs and funny clothes! But how will they avoid scary black people in Chocolate City? Glenn Beck Rally Attendees Warned Of Dangers Of DC Metro, HuffPo. Heehee.
Brian says:
That blog actually calls out my Metro stop (Potomac Ave) by name as "unsafe". The major structures within 100 yards of that stations are a Harris Teeter, an elementary school, a family-owned Italian sandwich shop, a GameStop, and a pizza place.
The only thing that makes it look ANY different from Clarendon is the fact that the little children waiting to cross the street are black.
UNSAFE!
Text from Annie: Im watching a softball game between a team of hasidic Jews and a team of mostly overweight Hispanic dudes. I love new York.
Text from Me: Im at a dive bar talking to friendly drunks fresh outta jail. I love florida?

At dad's house
It's almost (fantasy) football season, which means so many wonderful things, like this photo of 'Skins safety LaRon Landry, promoting the quality of Leadership! Yes, please.
You should click everything in this list. Guaranteed to please or your money back.
, NYC Bob. "oh my god, this is SO gay!"From: Les
Subject: Miss Unibers
How've you been? I wanted to share this w/ you -
When I was growing up in the Philippines, I remember that beauty pageants were all the rage. I guess it hasn't changed much since I left - watch this video of a sleepover/pajama party with bakla (gay) guys waiting to see if Ms. Philippines got in the top 15, so cute:
Here's a sweet pic from WV Andy, to go.

I've got a small crew of people here who don't work Mondays, and one of them is Heather. Heather is always game for anything. She also doesn't mind getting up early. So, yesterday she and I took some kayaks down to the Gandy Bridge and set off in the pouring rain.
(This stretch of narrow beach along the highway is called The Redneck Riveria, and here is why.)
We paddled toward the plant pictured above for a while, saw some dolphins, and then turned around when it started really storming. It felt great. I've got nothing else to report about it, but I don't have much else going on besides yoga, and two friends have asked me nicely to not let HK become a yoga blog. Shrug.
Speaking of yoga, I had a class Sunday morning at 9am. It was pouring down rain, and I was surprised that nine middle-aged regulars and LD showed up. Most of them were really struggling that day, but they didn't complain. I like people like that. I'm going to try to be one of those people some day.
Occasionally I say something dumb and LD makes a note of it in her little machine. Then she makes a movie.
Dan W. made this one about my busy sister.
I put a little calendar there in the right nav to show my teaching schedule. Now your only excuse for not coming to class is that you live in another state.
This guy's got sick body control: Digital Asana Project: Jumping to Eka Pada Koundinyasana II. But don't let the freaks get you down. You too can do the thing one of my teachers calls "Blossoming Butt" pose. Or you can just call it plain old One-Legged Arm Balance, if Sanskrit and butt blossoms make you uncomfortable.
Strike a Yoga Pose: One-Legged Arm Balance
Here's what it looks like if you're really good at it, and you happen to be on a boulder in a river.

From Hillary's Yoga Practice: Free Online Yoga Podcast Classes
bob: this is awesome. Fifteen Things You Never Knew About James Bond, from Bully Says: Comics Oughta Be Fun!
He thanks girls for getting him off.
Also, he knows what a Chinese name doesn't sound like.

me: wow, these are awful! who was doing the typesetting? and the coloring?
bob: indians.
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From Miss Mess: WHAT YOUR OPPOSITION TO GAY MARRIAGE MEANS
Let's do a few, and really get a feel for the fist-shaking pulse of Authentic America.
Bob: This is in response to a letter in which someone questioned the Christian sensibilities of the Arizona legislation permitting all manner of racial profiling in the hunt for the ever-elusive illegals. The previous letter, now lost to the HD's website, suggested somehow that Jesus may show up in AZ w/out papers and not be permitted to enter the US and save it from ... I dunno, entering a deflationary economic downward spiral?
This is to set the guy from Greenup, Ky., straight on when Jesus makes his next appearance. Jesus will definitely have his papers in order and there won't be any doubt whatsoever as to what he has come back for. It may very well be Arizona where he makes his appearance and those who have their papers in order will be just fine.
Maybe everyone should get their papers in order and then there would be no worry.
George Daniel
Barboursville
Huntington City Councilman Russell Houck, how dare you say "Everybody wants the cream, but nobody wants to milk the cow"? This is the kind of mentality that has honest, taxpaying people resentful of how the city is being run.
Many of us have milked the cow for years, but we haven't always seen the cream. A good example is no paving will be done this year, but was promised when the user fee was increased.
The ones who don't want to milk the cow are the deadbeats who have owed millions to the city for five and 10 years.
So sir, your reference is "UDDER" nonsense.
Frowd Sutphin
Huntington
Concerning the new proposed tax for the city of Huntington:
My husband works in Huntington and has for the past five years been paying the "user" fee (we live quite a ways outside the city limits). If we thought we were being "used" before paying the "user" fee (for which we get no benefit), we must be getting "raped" now that the "occupation" tax is being passed!
We don't "occupy" the city of Huntington, and I never would. As soon as my husband finds a different job, you can be assured that that will be the last of our money you will get. We have vowed to start grocery shopping, home repair shopping, movies, dinners, etc., in only Kentucky and Ohio -- there you go Huntington -- and I hope everyone else will follow suit.
I'm certainly not about to pay you a 1 percent sales tax on top of the money you are wanting to "STEAL" from his check. And before you say, "everyone gets a benefit," that isn't true. Why is it you have stooped to "taxation without representation"? Isn't this why we fought against England to become our own free country? Or are we just the little people for whom you have no concern? What a city of thieves, city of disgust. Shame on you all!
Tina Napier
Ceredo
Miriam: "huntington": "city" of "thieves" and "excessive" use "of" quotation "marks"
me: people in in the greater Huntington "area" are sure pissed off about a lot of things.
Bob: it seems like it's all they "ever" do. one of the things that strikes me in general about the place, to this day, is how much the hillbilly-with-a-shotgun sensibility defines that joint. nobody cooperates, everybody hates everybody else for one reason or another, don't give an inch or you'll get swindled. this is, of course, top of mind since i have to go there this weekend and engage in just the kind of activity that inspires the worst of this in people. sigh.
Miriam: what a pithy summing-up of everything that's "wrong" with huntington! perhaps you should write an "op-ed" for the h-d!
Bob: i "could" do that, but i "couldn't" deal with the backlash from people like "T-Bagger" who says: "The majority of workers in Huntington who are getting taxed live outside of city limits. Most Huntington residents are on welfare and won't have to pay anything."

* From Mom: this is our capsized boat in Tanzania...At this point, I was still inside trying to hold on for dear life, which as you can see from the angle of the boat didn't last much longer. Thought you'd all enjoy seeing the shot. That's Tukei on the left trying to save the littlest passenger. Someone on the rescue boat snapped this shot. hugs...usinafrica
I'm back from DC where I got to visit a lot but not all of my peeps, because I was busy working and Girls Rock! DC-ing. Check out the coverage and the photo galleries of the 9:30 Club showcase! At DCist: Third Annual Girls Rock! DC Showcase @ 9:30 Club, and at Brightest Young Things: Girls Sure Do Rock! DC. Such an awesome time, and the volunteer afterparty at the Black Cat was the funnest. My vocabulary is getting terribler.
(Hey, please hang up and drive before we have to shake our heads at your stupid death: Lost cell-phone caller drives into river, dies. It's easy — just pull over. Really.)
I'm sitting here watching our FIRST PLACE RAYS play the Texas Rangers, which means I'll be stuck on the couch for three hours, just long enough for a much delayed cellphone pic roundup. By the way, it's a good time to be a Nat's fan, too. And here we go...
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| Bob, NYC: "Baby's first World Cup. Next time round, he'll be bored as well." | Anonymous: "Here is me. Fresh outta the shower." Wrong number, buddy. |
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| Sadly, I don't remember who sent this. But it said, "Well, are ya?" | Another uncredited punny cellpic gift. |
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| Bob, NYC: "Killer, the world's most hideously ugly dog." | Bob, NYC: "This is the toilet where i get my hair cut." |
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| Jesse, Tampa: Baby possum didn't make it. | Me, St. Pete: Neither did this guy. |
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| St. Pete gallery walk: Sister to LD, "Who does this remind you of?" | St. Pete gallery walk: Very Catholic decks. |
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| St. Pete gallery walk: So True | My apartment: Omar the Terrible. |
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| St. Pete Beach: My sister and I were wandering through this typical Florida art gallery, making fun, when we heard the magic words: "Screech owl." | St. Pete Value Village: I can't say anything about this that Lileks hasn't. But I've had a little Jewish cuisine in my life, and it didn't come with socks or 5 shots of vodka. |
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| Bolen, DC: Something something "bullshit." | Waffle House: Waffles sleeps propped on the window crank. |
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| Waffles holds my hand when she sleeps. Awww. | Jesse, Tampa: Robyn and Ezra in the pantry. |
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| Nathalia, St. Pete: Audrey Tatou in men's clothing — as Coco Chanel! | DC: Peanut Butter is Fine. |
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| Heck's Kitchen: More cats per serving. | My sister made this in her leather class. Pretty sweet, huh? |
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| Megs, Maine: Mustachioed mermaids, dragon cartat, Sasquach jerky, spooky things, terrible tattoos. Lots of boozing in Maine. | |
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| Jesse, North Carolina Folkie School: "It's the garden scarecrow." | Jesse, North Carolina: "I'm watching an intergenerational mountain clogging class." |
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| Jesse, St. Pete: Weird penis fungi growing in the plant. | DC: At Kingsbury School, The Re-Establishing Internet Trust Station. |
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| Jill, Boston: Don't let no Muslins install your hvac. | Megs flew these live lobsters from Maine to Florida in a cooler full of seaweed. |
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| DC: Random showcase volunteers. | DC: Roadies and band coaches make the rock happen. |
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| Columbus, OH: LD & Dad jams. | Ranger Ted, Montana: RT and Stockyard Queen's big D bullrider pal Sara. "Her chaps say 'Cowboi' on them." And her FB has nekkid beefcake pics, too! |
Here we preview The Expendables, the latest in a long line of probable disappointments for Bob. Then we direct you to a post I should have done myself.
August 5th:
bob: i'm ok. busy. and excited that the expendables comes out next week as it's the MOVIE EVENT OF THE MILLENNIUM
i just watched the trailer again.
there is no way it's not a perfect movie.
me: hahaha
bob: 'The Expendables' Trailer 
me: ive heard this before
bob: but it's DIFFERENT this time, jenny! just look at the cast! and the last time i said it was about the new rambo movie, which was the perfect movie!
me: ah, dudes killin towel heads, one-liner "jokes!"
bob: you're missing the big picture, jennifer gail -- look at the CAST
me: i am
bob: every 80s movie roid-head ever in ONE MOVIE
me: yes
bob: THIS IS A RECIPE FOR PERFECTION!
me: i could not sit through this. when's it come out?
bob: next week!
me: sly looks pretty good
bob: surgery and steroids will keep you young
me: this looks godawful
bob: IT LOOKS PERFECT
me: the chick is hot
bob: spirit of the thing.
me: perfectly terrible :)
bob: i will not disagree w you on that point, but i think the point is that it's just the kind of terrible that is superfun!
it's the kind of thing i wish i could see w andy, that i considered flying to wv for the express purposes of seeing it w andy, but then changed my mind because that's fucking stupid
me: it's cool, i understand your enthusiasm. if it were something like charlies angels, or similarly action-chick terrible, i would be psyched
i was sad to hear Salt had no redeeming qualities and that i definitely shouldnt go. sigh
bob: i heard it was very good
ao scott was over the moon for it and andy liked it, which i understand is no barometer, but we often agree on pictures like that
me: like if instead it had sigourney weaver, and linda hamilton, hillary swank, that chick from crouching tiger, angelina...
ao scott liked it?
bob: yup dude. i'd be stoked about that movie too. why don't they make that movie?
me: cuz they only make dude movies
Today:
bob: from rebecca. funstuff given our most recent conversation: What If The Expendables Were Women?
Jessica Roake is back in action! What a boob: My breast-feeding failure, at Slate. She adds, "I emphatically deny the title; I wanted to call it nipple sombreros!"
So I'm up in DC, back at the old house, workjob mornings and rock camp afternoons, and life's pretty good. Camp is all-consuming. And we're not allowed to post pictures of campers, hence, there's not a lot of Heck's going on. If you'd like to follow GR!DC on FB, it is here.
From: Dan W.
Subject: cats of the world
Hi Jenny,
Attached is a photo of a cat I saw in Vilnius a couple of days ago. I haven't seen any in Budapest yet.

Mast photos: St. Pete Double, by AJ
Because it gets so lonely: katspank@gmail.com
I went to Heck's Kitchen and all I got was this lousy t-shirt
Our brother, Sean Michael Donald Gilbert
Rob Brezsney's Free Will Astrology
Hey, YOU could spread the gospel of beer and kittens with this adorable ad! Paste it into your whatnots today.
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