I wrote this yesterday, but Blogger wouldn't publish anything. So here it is again:

Lamp

I am having a self-critical day. I just deleted the last post because I decided it was stupid and off-topic. I want this site to be about futuristic stuff I like and projects I'm working on, and only occasionally about my life.

So back on the topic of futuristic stuff I like. I have a lamp by this dude named Tord Boontje in my living room. I got it last year. Even though it cost more than I would normally spend on a lamp, it required assembly. (It also required help from a friend, although it didn't say that in the instructions.)

When you buy the lamp, you get a light bulb on a long cord, and a flat piece of flowery silver stuff that looks like this:




As the lamp-buyer, it is your job to fold and bend and shape that flat thing around the light bulb until it starts to look all arty, and makes ice-crystal shadows on the wall:


I like this light is because it's kind of futuristic, but at the same time, it's also kind of white-trashy (since you can still see the bare bulb). Kinda futuristic, kinda white-trashy. Just like me...

Batman inspires me to make some changes in my life

I went to see Batman Begins tonight and realized what I love about superheroes. In both this movie and the first Spider-Man one, you get to see the hero make his own costume. That's hot! It's like, not only does this guy have impressive fighting abilities, he is willing to get crafty. That's my dream boy. He'd always keep me safe, and on quiet nights we could sit home and knit. (I'd work on my knitted skirt, and he could knit a new costume.)

Although actually, while watching the movie, I wasn't so much thinking that I wanted to date a superhero. I'd rather be one. I mean, I already know how to knit and sew. I have a hot glue gun, all kinds of supplies, and lots of paint. Now all I need are some battle skills. During the extended training sequences at the start of Batman Begins, I kept getting distracted. Instead of concentrating on Bruce Wayne's character development, I was sitting there thinking, "I wonder if the martial arts place on Lankershim is any good... I wonder how much lessons are." This movie is like a giant ad for anything ninja-related.

SUPERHERO CHECKLIST:

Come up with a name. Bruce Wayne seems to think I should embrace my fears. "Dying Alone Girl"? No, that's way too Bridget-Jonesy. And it doesn't have a good symbol. Maybe something environmental? The "Climate Change Lady"? No, that's lame. Lonely Girl! That kinda makes me laugh. I could help people who spend too much time alone in their apartments.

Learn some martial arts. I know this is key, but I'm not really sure how it'll come into play if I'm only helping lonely people. Maybe I will have to also keep them safe. In any case, I need to be prepared.

Make a costume. Once I'm done with my knitted skirt, this will be next on the list. Or maybe the knitted skirt could be part of the costume, so I'll already have a head start. I need to come up with a symbol to wear on my chest. And I should find some bulletproof yarn, just in case.

Get a car. Lonely Girl probably won't be able to fly. Flying seems kind of lonely anyway... all that time up in the sky by yourself. She needs a car though. (There's no way a superhero is going to stand on the corner waiting for a bus that only comes once an hour.) Maybe traffic is her one weakness. She knows she should hate it, but secretly, she likes being around all those other people.

I probably won't ever mention this checklist again, since it's about my secret identity. But if you ever get lonely, just shine my symbol on a cloud. (Dammit, I've got to figure out a symbol!)

Creature



I painted him a while ago. I can't remember why he has a plant on his head.

The power of blog

I don't even know this kid Tony. We both live in LA and we both take the bus, but we have never met. But today he said "go buy this cd" (i'm paraphrasing slightly) and so I did. Unquestioningly. I went to their website and ordered a CD from a band I don't know at all, only because he told me to. That freaks me out a little.

Dear Tony,
Please don't ask me to do anything violent or scary. I'm not sure I could resist.

Also, please don't start a cult. Unless it's a friendly cult of bus-riders, which is maybe just what L.A. needs.

Love,
Lisa

I hope this band is good.

beck rocks my socks
I'm listening to Beck's Guero cd. I love when I put a cd on and I don't have to skip around, because all the songs are good. I also like the little bat on his homepage.

I saw him in person at an art opening last year and he looked little and regular. But when he performs, he's such a rock star.

I just found out that Le Tigre are opening for him at the show I'm going to in July. That's gonna be fun. I love love live music in the summer. No, I love live music anytime.

Sometimes I just don't get America

I just read this article on Yahoo News about the House approving a flag-burning amendment. WTF? I am having trouble believing that 286 representatives honestly believe someone should be arrested, jailed, or god knows what for burning a flag. This is insane.

At least I'm not the only one who thinks so:

Rep. Jerrold Nadler, D-N.Y., said, "If the flag needs protection at all, it needs protection from members of Congress who value the symbol more than the freedoms that the flag represents."

Seriously, though. How can a country call itself "the land of the free" and pull crap like this? It's a good thing I don't have any flags (or a lighter) in my apartment, because right now I think our government sucks.

How I look from the outside

Justin left me a comment, so I checked out his blog, where he describes me like this:

first off, she introduced me to "Say Hi to your Mom". she wishes she lived on a far away planet populated only with robots, finger puppets and (im only guessing here), trees that grow free cups of starbucks coffee.

I guess that's pretty accurate. I'm still listening to Say Hi To Your Mom a lot. The song "Yeah, I'm in Love With An Android" gets stuck in my head (download it free here). But the truth is, I'm pretty happy on this planet, because we have robots and finger puppets here. And as for the Starbucks tree, I'd prefer a non-corporate, organic kind, but I'll take what I can get. Justin came up with the coffee thing on his own, but I have been on a caffeine kick lately. Maybe my writing sounds caffeinated?