Archive for June 2007
From the finale at Mariah’s dance recital at Cashman Theater in Las Vegas. It turned out so blurry, but for some reason, I really like it anyway. Especially the girls in blue.
Well, I haven’t written a blog in like 9 days. So much is changing and I don’t have any free time at my new job, like I did at Taylor.
It’s 100 degrees out right now, and it’s going to be 106 today. And it’s Just barely summer now. We’ve passed the Summer Solstice. But it’s only going to keep getting hotter here in the desert until September.
The new job is going pretty well but I still need another 2-3 weeks there to feel comfortable. But I’m happy to be working in a new job. I’m moving into another house next weekend, and I have to start packing today. I’m very excited to move into my own place. I’m elated to have all the great changes in my life, but they’re a lot to handle. I’ve been continually exhausted and been sleeping a lot and working the rest of the time. Until I get settled in my new job, and my new house, I probably won’t be writing much. But lots of fun things have happened in the past few days, and I’m going to show some pictures here, for the record:
Last Sunday, for the first time in about a year, I went to Church at the little Christian Science church in Boulder, NV. Andrea and I want to go to several different churches of different religions for religious “enrichment”. So we went to this one first. I’ll probably do a massive post about it later after we’ve gone to other churches.
View of the Palazzo from the Theater Footprint. This is the building in June of 2007, slated to be completed by August or September of 2007.There was random paper debris falling from the top. I think you can see some of it in this picture.
Well, I’m moving next week, and then when I get settled I’ll probably write more blogs.
Currently listening to Guided by Voices
Well, it’s my last day working for Taylor at the Venetian. It’s 8:05 and that means I have about 7.5 hours left to work. I got a gift from my sweet boss and today there’s a big ‘topping off’ party on the theater footprint today, as well. We’ll get free food and t-shirts. I’m looking forward to that! I am going to take as many pictures of the hotel as I can today (probably mostly from the inside).
Anyway, tonight, coworkers are helping me celebrate my departure at PTs Pub just down the street. It should be fun! I’ll post pictures later.
Also, today marks the halfway period of No Sweets June/H2O June. And, although it’s been a big adjustment getting used to drinking water, the no sweets bit of it has come relatively recently. I think I may have even lost a pound or two, woo! Anyway, I still want coffee every morning, but other than that, I think I’ve gotten used to just having the water, which is a small miracle for me. Considering that there probably wasn’t a day in my life where all I drank was water until this Month, drinking nothing but water for 15 days feels like quite an accomplishment.
So, this photo requires some explanation:
I went to this new taco place here in town called Taco Yayo. They serve little street-style tacos in all kindsa weird flavors, like Indian, Japanese, Tofu, etc.
The tacos are super good and super cheap, at only $1.50 each. Plus it’s a really fun and relaxed atmosphere. Here I am sitting at a chunky wooden bench and table on the patio.
When I ordered chips, of course I asked for salt. They gave me that little tiny plastic zip lock baggie that is in my mouth. "It really is salt" they told me. Although it looks a lot like drugs.
Apparently, "yayo" is slang for cocaine, so I think that’s the joke.
Anyway, if you live in Las Vegas, it’s on Maryland Parkway and Harmon, next to the Freakin’ Frog. Highly worth your time to check out!
Andrea and I went there before going on to the Freakin’ Frog to see a friend of hers do standup. However, the comedy show was canceled due to some civil unrest, and there was a jazz band instead, that goes by the name of Smoke Room. They were good, but we left early.
Currently listening to Carnavas by Silversun Pickups
So, I’m back here at the blog again because I am still bored. It would be one thing if I could read a book or listen to my iPod, but I think they frown upon that here. It’s now 10:23, and I have one hour and seven minutes until lunch, followed by more boredom. Sigh. So, to pass the time, I’m going to write a little meme thing about myself.
I rarely do these, but I thought I would, cause, hell what else have I got to do until four o clock? I mean, I already ate my lunch, so there’s not a whole lot left to do. To make matters worse, I’m excited about getting out of here because Andrea and I are going out to dinner at this exotic taco place and then out for a night of comedy. Plus I need a nap. I’m considering going out to my car at lunch and taking a little nap.
Anyway, here goes:
Birthdate: October 8
Birthplace: Brookings, South Dakota
Place of current residence: Las Vegas, NV
Past places of residence: Boston, MA, Elsah, IL, Broken Arrow, OK, East Stroudsberg, PA, Sioux Falls, SD
Occupation: Graphic Designer
Hobbies: Drawing and other art stuff, reading, cooking, camping, other outdoorsy stuff
Favorite Tastes: Truffles (mushroom kind), authentic street tacos, snickerdoodle cookies, sashimi, carrot cake, brownies, pineapple, goat milk cheese, cafe con leche, fresh bagels toasted with cream cheese, sugar cookies with frosting, Peeps, rasberry mead, bread pudding with chocolate chips
Favorite Smells: The inside of newly printed books (ink), firewood burning, esp. juniper, frying bacon, coffee, the changing of the seasons, cedar, and I like skunk if it’s at a distance
Favorite Sounds: cicadas, katydids, fire crackling, the sound of pig feeder lids hitting the trough once the pigs have removed their heads and the lid crashes down (from childhood memories), robot bleeps
Favorite Sights: hot air balloons, the Big Dipper, mountains, bodies of water, fresh fruits in big stacks at markets, dust devils, blue skies, herds of animals, water towers on the horizon, palm trees
Favorite Tactiles: warm sand, how i feel weightless when curled in fetal position about three feet below surface of pool water, cold feather pillows, fur, pink rubber balls, tree bark, vinyl toys
Favorite Animal(s): Aardvarks, Yaks, Dogs, Donkeys, Red Pandas, Barn Owls, Octopi
Favorite Places: Red Rock Canyon, Caniama in Venezuela, my grandparent’s old farm in Flandreau, South Dakota, Kennebec River in Maine, Boston, the Pedestrian Bridge in Tulsa, Belltrees Road in Elsah, Illionois, Mesa Verde in Durango, & New Mexico
Heroes: Margarite Bourke-White, Damien Hirst, Howard Cosell, Spencer Tunick, Charles Darwin, Vladimir Nabkov, and Zeloot, oh, and Davy Crockett
Things that I can’t stand: People talking obsessively on their cell phone, people who interrupt, or appear to be not listening, but only waiting for their chance to speak, people who talk loudly about how tough they are, traffic, overcast skies with no rain, cleaning the bathroom, olives, cauliflower, televised football, basketball and baseball, women who affect thier voices to make them sound cuter in the presence of men
Things you’ll never see me doing: getting a boob job, skydiving, watching almost any reality show on TV with maybe two exceptions, curling my eyelashes in the car during busy traffic, giving birth, buying anything made by Louis Vitton or Coach, swimming in the middle of a big lake, smoking crack
My biggest fears: Large fish I can’t see below me, premature death, losing my sight, never getting out of debt, losing enthusiasm
My worst habits: Snooze button, picking my nose, getting angry in traffic, impatience with children, not speaking up enough
Things I wish would have happened to me as a kid but never did: Raised by wolves
Ok, I guess I could go on, but it’s now lunch time! Yay. Also, I think I have some new work to do that will get me through the day, yay.
Ugh. I’m bored. I don’t really have much to do these last few days of work. I ran out of stuff to do pretty early this morning, so I ate my lunch to pass the time and because I’ve been strangely extra hungry lately. Now I won’t have a lunch. I put way too much mustard on the sandwich. I guess can always eat some oatmeal I have stashed up on the shelf here at work if I get hungry later. Or, if I’m desperate, the 16 day old chili that’s sitting in the fridge. Nah, better pass.
My boss is back from her four week medical leave, but is so busy catching up with her duties that she really hasn’t been giving stuff for me to do. I guess I could pack up my personal stuff around the office, but that seems a little premature. It looks like they won’t be finding a replacement for me until after I leave, so I have no one to train. So, all I’ve got to do now is wait until Friday comes and then I can leave.
The water thing is going pretty OK. To be honest I’m kinda surprised I’ve made it this far without any failures. I had my first real craving for sugar last night, and it was an odd feeling, cause I’ve barely ate any thing with much sugar in it for the past couple of weeks (unless you count fruit). And I certainly haven’t eaten anything intentionally sweet. I thought my insulin levels would have leveled out by now and not cause me to crave sugar.
This morning when I came into work, someone had brough in a big canister of Nestle Cappuchino Vanilla coffee mix. It was tempting! It sounded so good this morning. So I’ve just been staying out of the kitchen so I don’t go into a trance and drink five cups of it.
Water, water, water! Got to tell myself to think water.
Currently listening to Z by My Morning Jacket
There are so many things happening in my life right now that it’s hard to think about them all at once. And they’re mostly good things, so I’m happy about that.
First off, this is the last week I’ll be working at Taylor International, the construction company at the Venetian hotel. I’ve been slowly telling everyone that I’m leaving, and that’s helping me fully realize the change that’s taking place. I haven’t been here for all that long, but 5 months is enough time to get pretty settled in a job. I’m going to miss some of my coworkers, and I’m going to miss how easy this job is, but I am excited to get back into design.
I start my new job next Monday, and am more than a little nervous. I haven’t worked in a design office in about 10 months, so that will be a change. And while I have been doing freelance work on the side to keep myself fresh, I feel like I’m under this huge pressure to perform well at my new job, less I get axed (which is what they alluded to during the interview.)
My last design job was more production than it was anything else, but I have a feeling this job will incorporate more design, which is much harder than production. Basically, production is taking something that’s already been created and formatting and processing it to be ready to be printed, so it’s all very systematic and linear. But design is a much more creative, organic and abstract task. It’s about coming up with stuff that didn’t exist before.
I love good design and when I see it, whether it be in design magazines or galleries or grocery stores, I am reminded of why I am in this field in the first place. And, generally, when I do design, I’m usually pretty happy with the finished results. It’s the beginning of the project which is scary; you’re faced with inventing something that is creative, expressive and functional. Pulling those things out of the abyss of imagination is a scary task. That’s why, when people tell me, “Oh, you’re creative, I could never do something like that!” I always tell them, “Yes, you could, it just takes a lot of thinking and a lot of patience.” Which, of course, I have very little time to think or be patient in my new job. Advertising is all about getting things out fast and furious to meet that ever-looming deadline.
Creativity and artistic abilities don’t necessarily come from talent. I suppose there are people out there who have pure, raw talent, but I’m just not one of them. Everything I do has come from study and practice and experience. And so it bothers me when people dismiss me or other creative people as being born with talent, as if it was a gift bestowed upon me, as if I didn’t have to do anything to get it. That just isn’t the case. I’ve had to work for what skill I have, and, if they would work at it too, they could be just as creative. Anyway, I digress.
So, I’m nervous about the new job: How I’ll get along with my coworkers, and whether or not they’ll like me or my design or methods, and if they’ll decide that I’m not worthy of the job and kick me out. All these things are stupid to worry about, but, I do it anyway. I’ll be happy to have the first 3 months of the job behind me. Then, I’ll know a bit more where I stand, and I’ll be much more comfortable and confident in my work.
Also, in other news, after some shaky events at home, I have finally decided to move out, come July 1. I am very excited about it. I’ll be a tenant in a 4 bedroom house with one other person in a fairly new area of Henderson, which is a neighboring town/suburb of Las Vegas. I drove out yesterday to see the house. It’s a full half hour drive from my sister’s house. But really, most places are, as this is a really large, expansive city, with most of my friends and family living on the outer edges.
The house is on a nice street in a culdesac, a street with a funny name, Color Magic. It’s very southwestern looking, and has a nice balcony and all the modern amenities. It’s located along St. Rose Parkway, which is a highway that spans a long, dry, sandy plane, not too far from the edge of the valley that is near the Sierra Nevadas. It’s such a new part of town that there aren’t really any commercial buildings around for a couple of miles, just houses and big empty tracts of land that are, I’m sure, intended for stores and gas stations and whatever.
Except for a couple of times in college, I’ve never lived with a stranger before, and in college, it was only 10 weeks at a time before we changed rooms again. This is on a much more long scale time-frame (although I’m not bound by any amount of time, which is nice). The girl who owns the house seems pretty nice, and it appears that she isn’t home very often. So, basically, I’ll be moving from my sister’s house, which is a bit of a zoo, to a nearly empty house in an isolated neighborhood. But I’m pretty ok with that, cause I do actually like spending time by myself a lot.
Also, I’ll have much more time to work on my art and to read undisturbed, which I am looking forward to. Plus, the other benefit of living in Henderson is that my job is in Henderson, too. It’s only a 9.5 mile drive there, which I clocked yesterday at 21 minutes (as opposed to the 35-40 minute drive I’ll have to drive for the first couple of weeks I work there while still living at my sister’s).
I like the little neighborhood around my job, there’s a Trader Joes and lots of little restaurants and coffee shops, and I also found that my gym has a branch location that is on my way to my new home from my new job, so that will work out perfectly! Also, the woman whom I’m moving in with offered me use of a bed, a nightstand and a dresser, so I don’t have to buy any of that stuff.
All this happened so fast, the job and the new place to live, that I’m still reeling from it all a little bit. It hasn’t quite sunk in and it probably won’t until Friday, when I have my last day at Taylor. I’m nervous, excited, and anxious. But it’s a good and hopeful feeling.
Today I read an absolutely fascinating article on Boing Boing. From the article:
What does a family of four in North Carolina eat in a week? How about in Cuernavaca? Or Konstancin-Jeziorna? Several years ago, photographer Peter Menzel and journalist Faith D’Alusio–creators of the fantastic Robo sapiens book–traveled the world documenting what 30 families in 24 countries eat in a week.
Time.com has posted 16 photos from the book, Hungry Planet. It is well worth your time to check out.