I pass this puppy store on 8th Ave every day after work. Such joy it brings. :)
The Wilderness Downtown →
This Google Chrome / Arcade Fire music video collaboration is, for lack of better words, the coolest thing I have seen on the internet in a long time. Type in your childhood address for a trip down memory lane.
From chromeexperiments.com:
Choreographed windows, interactive flocking, custom rendered maps, real-time compositing, procedural drawing, 3D canvas rendering… this Chrome Experiment has them all. “The Wilderness Downtown” is an interactive interpretation of Arcade Fire’s song “We Used To Wait” and was built entirely with the latest open web technologies, including HTML5 video, audio, and canvas.
This is my entire life in five boxes, one backpack, one carry-on, and my overstuffed canvas bag. (Guess who was the douchelord who went through security with two Macbooks and an iPad?)
In other news, I moved to New York.
Me and California.
I feel like this pink waterfall ruffle duvet cover would be such a man-repellent.
I’m kinda OK with that.
August 15, 2010: Bay Area summer.
On Sunday, I was somehow coerced into an 8-mile hike in San Francisco. The view was perfection. The burn in my thighs was not. I whined all the way up and all the way down.
For those of you thinking “since when does Teresa hike?” you are absolutely correct. Climbing six flights of stairs to Brittany’s walkup apartment is my idea of a hike. At one point during a particularly brutal incline I thought surely the muscles in my ass would go into panic mode and simply quit moving.
I am still recuperating, three days later. Rash decisions about physical activity, no more!
The propeller hat stories are true! (Can you tell someone’s WAY too excited about her job?)
Also, I instinctively put up a fob sign in photos when I don’t know what to do with my hands. Apologies.
The Things I’ll Miss About California…
The other night we drove an hour out to Santa Cruz to have a bonfire.
Getting down that steep, rocky cliff in pitch blackness was no small feat. Especially for Eddie, who was in crutches.
He had to take out some of his frustration on Tony after we reached the bottom.
Fatigued and starved, we doled out the rations (read: hot dogs and beer).
The fire was pretty damn hot, so we came up with some uh, innovative cooking methods.
They didn’t all go well.
But when we finally ate them … boy, were they delicious. Exhibit A: Casey’s expression of utter ecstasy.
Unfortch, after less time on the sand than we’d spent in the car, beach patrol officers came our way. The booze didn’t get over well. Neither did the fact that we were bonfiring it up after-hours. Or that we had four cars parked illegally. Needless to say, there were a lot of tickets distributed that night…
That was one expensive hot dog. At least the pictures are priceless.
Today was my first day as a Noogler at the Mountain View campus!
(This isn’t actually a picture from today. But it’ll do.)
We should all start to live before we get too old. Fear is stupid. So are regrets.
— Marilyn Monroe (via jessicachu)
Thursday, August 5, 2010: Happy hour with my high school girlfriends and former gymnastics teammates at Santana Row. (There was a physically active period of my life, contrary to popular opinion.)
