Sunday, March 27, 2011

I was just checking my page stats and it made me laugh to see that 17 people have googled "Lusty McLusterson" and it has brought them to my page.

Other memorable keywords:

"weird insecurities" (guilty as charged...working on it!)
"naked in brain parking" (sorry...what?)
"" (haha. people google it rather than just typing it into the browser?)
"alison fuller naked" (sorry to disappoint!)

Friday, March 25, 2011


I haven't been finding as many cute things that strike my fancy lately!  Here is a backlog of some older ones that never made the cut... alternative to the usual "baby on board" sign.  I love this especially as my friend Mary's little boy Theo has a monkey themed bedroom.  It would look super cute on Mary's car, and I plan to buy it for her one day :)

Super cute, right?  Just in case hubby needs a reminder, aside from the actual symbolism of the ring itself. 

How great is this?  Seriously, a little mini fainting couch for the classiest little kids out there.  Don't get me wrong--my mom built me a little wooden toy box when I was a kid and it's served me well.  (It's still at her house, being used to hold most of my old writing!)  But I would have loved this.  
I am in love with these.  I only wish I had a use for a million little silk bags!  Check out the site--they have a ton of Van Gogh items.
I like that these are so simple and kind of thrift-store kitchy (drinking out of a mason jar? really?) but still so cute.  I imagine anything drunk out of them would taste amazingly fresh...but that's just my brain responding to Pottery Barn's photography.  Touche, marketing.
I am really only posting this one because it reminds me of an ice cream sandwich.
Totally cute celestial sleep mask :)

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

I'm here.

Sorry folks, I have quite literally checked out lately.  Most of my writing consists of tearfilled and depressing letters, so you have all been spared.  Be joyful.

The good news is that I got in to Goddard College!  I was getting really nervous there for a while, especially since everything seemed so last-minute.  (The application deadline was March 1st and the semester begins March 31st!)  But, this is a good thing.  I am really pumped and only slightly intimidated.  I can't imagine the sheer talent I'm going to be surrounded with during my time there!  I hope I can measure up.  With any luck I'll find myself really inspired and can finally put the crap going on in my life aside and begin work on my novel again.  I've been told my hesitation is "all in my head", but I find it difficult to write a love story when my own love life is falling apart.  Everything I've tried to write has fallen flat.

I went to Burlington, Vermont a week (two weeks, now?  time flies...) ago with my friend Mike.  We went to the Ben & Jerry's factory, the Vermont Teddy Bear Factory, walked around downtown on a fruitless search for boots, and went to a maple sugar farm.  It was an interesting weekend in that Mike assumed I would shop for hours in downtown Burlington, and I actually blew through it in like...two hours?  That includes the time we were stopped for lunch.  The only thing we bought were Yankee Candles.  I guess I'm not much of a shopper anymore!

Mike & I also went to Sonic for the first time last weekend.  It wasn't as great as what I had expected, but it was cool to try something new, and I definitely want to go back to try some of their dessert shakes.

I also am ecstatic to report that I FOUND MY FAVORITE BOOTS!  (Notice that I am more excited about boots than I am at getting into college.  What does that say about me?)  Don't ask me where they were, the answer is obvious and highly embarrassing.

Also, I have an appointment to get permanent makeup done next week.  My mother and I are getting eyeliner tattooed on.  I am very excited but also very nervous about the pain factor!  Let's hope it's not as bad as they say.  :)  I will definitely be blogging about the whole experience!

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

The Wet Blanket Attends a Concert, Part Two:

So, the main purpose of me going to New York City is that Bright Eyes, one of my favorite bands, was on their last tour ever, and I had gotten ONE ticket to their Radio City Music Hall show.

I hadn't been to a concert since 2006, but when I heard it was their last ever show before breaking up, I knew I had to do it.  I didn't really have the money, but I went ahead and bought just one ticket anyway.

I was super excited when I first bought the ticket, but by the time the concert rolled around, I was having buyers remorse.  That, coupled with the depressing events of my life lately, and the emotional impact of Bright Eyes' music, left me with little desire to actually see the show.  But I sucked it up and went anyway.

The following is a series of thoughts that went through my head that proved to me that I am too old and grumpy to attend concerts anymore.

(Disclaimer:  I am not an actual grumpy, downer bitch all the time.  I think I've really just outgrown concerts!  Plus I am kind of becoming an old lady.)

1.  I wonder if there's a special school guitarists go to, to learn their moves.  All the moves are the same.  If I'm ever a guitarist I'm going to do something outrageously, ballet.

2.  This opening act is boring.  [looks around]  I wonder where everyone else is.  I guess they had the foresight to come after the opening acts.  I wonder what these girls names are.  That one looks like a Sarah.  And that one is an Amy...or maybe an Amber.  That girl is definitely a J, Jocelyn.

3.  Oh my God, that guy in front of me looks and is dressed exactly like Paul McCartney.  I wish I could ask to take his picture.

4.  Did that guy really just say "My gap feels weird"?  What are the kids singing about these days?

5.  I'm tired.  Oh my God, it's 9:30 and Bright Eyes hasn't even gone on yet!  I wonder if I should leave...

6.  Yay!  Bright Eyes!

7. Oh, no.  Why is everyone standing up?  Now no one behind them can see and we ALL have to stand up.  Are they going to stand for the whole show?  But...this chair is comfortable.  Dammit.  I guess I'll have to stand too.

8.  OUCH!  Do they have to shine these lights right in my eyes?  I'm already getting hearing damage from the they have to blind me too?

9.  Hmm.  I thought I was a big Bright Eyes fan...but I don't know half of these songs.  This sucks.  I wonder if they'll play [favorite song 1] or [favorite song 2].  If they don't, I might as well leave.

10.  Do I smell skunk?  In New York City?  Inside a building?  I didn't think there were skunks in big cities.  Oh...oh, my God.  That's not a skunk, that's just cheap pot.  Wow, I'm old.

11.  Wow, it's 11:00.  I should be asleep by now.  Maybe I should leave...  (to be fair, the train was over an hour home and then an additional hour car ride!)

I have learned from this experience.  I'm just not cut out for concerts anymore! Not a big deal considering I've seen everyone I want to see, aside from Tom Waits and Leonard Cohen.  And do they even tour anymore?

If I go to another concert I'm going to have to have a few drinks beforehand, haha.

Thursday, March 10, 2011

The Wet Blanket Attends a Concert

Or:  Why Bebe Neuwirth is a Vampire.

So, I went to New York City yesterday.  I had had it planned for a while, but I had planned on going alone, until my co-worker/friend Christie asked, "Can I come?" like, less than 24 hours before I left, lol. She might have been partly joking but I was like, what the hell?  YES.  You should definitely come.  So she did.  :)

We had a good time, we started out the day seeing The Addams Family on first ever Broadway show that hasn't been a touring company!  I was really excited because I have loved The Addams Family since I was a little kid.  You might say I am a bit obsessed, actually.  (I dressed as Wednesday Addams for Halloween like, three years in a row.)

The show was awesome, the songs were great and what they did with the scenery was just incredible!  I was a little bummed that we missed Nathan Lane as Gomez (he stopped performing on the 6th!  Literally missed him by three days!) but the understudy was still very good.  Bebe Neuwirth was Morticia and a bunch of people who had some bit parts on 30 Rock were in the cast, too.  I was pretty excited about that.

After the show we waited by the stage door.  I got a couple autographs and was waiting for Bebe to come out (I had commented to Christie earlier that day that Bebe seemed to NEVER age.  I wanted to get a look at her up close and maybe even tell her that, if I got the guts).  Someone from the crew asked who we were waiting for, and a guy said, "Bebe."  and the crew guy replied, "Nope.  She won't come out.  She never comes out for matinées."

At first I thought, wow, what a DIVA.  And then I tried to wrap my brain around what made matinées less worthy than a later show.  I mean...we paid the same price for our tickets.  The show was still pretty packed, although not sold out.

And then it dawned on me.

Matinées are shown during DAYTIME HOURS.
Bebe hasn't aged since the 80's.
Bebe won't come out during matinées...during the day...
...when the SUN is out...
Bebe Neuwirth...

More on my actual trip later...for now, ponder that thought.

Wednesday, March 2, 2011


So, I watched The Secret today.    And I'm giving it a shot, mostly because all of the people I know who follow it are extremely happy and successful.  The first step of The Secret is to list things that you are grateful for.  Since the whole point of The Secret is to put your thoughts out into the universe, I figure there's no better place to post this than my blog.  Feel free to add your own.

My job.
My mom.
Major Tom.
My writing group.
My bed.
Tina Fey.  (Obviously!)
New York City. (In general.)
The days staying bright later and later.  (No more dark walks to my car!)
The fact I actually got a tax RETURN this year.
My apartment.
All the small but materialistic things that make me happy.

Hopefully that was good for a first start.  I found it difficult, actually, because I always wanted to make adjustments, like, "I'm grateful for my health, mostly, except for one or two things..." but I had to nip that in the bud.

As you can see, being positive will be a challenge.  But I'm up for it.

(If you're interested in reading more about The Secret, that first link is the book and this one here:  The Secret (Extended Edition)is for the documentary, which is what I watched.)