p.s. thank you Jesse
Monthly Archives: February 2011
It’s crunch time again! For me, crunch time is any time I’m too busy to go to yoga. This weekend it meant going to bed at 1 two nights in a row and spending more time than usual at school. Booking a few hours in the art department has taught me that what I call crunch time is what most people call EVERY DANG DAY. Seriously. There are people in the computer lab right now gearing up for their 12th all-nighter of the quarter like it’s nothing. Two late-ish nights and I’m exhausted, walking around the art dept. wondering “where am I? what day is it?”. The latest I’ve gone to sleep IN MY LIFE is 3:30 am. I did that like once.
I’ll never make it in this major.
I’m going to bed.
For those of you not in bed, I salute you. Yall got brains of steel (and eyelids of helium). Easy does it, though, please don’t hurt yourselves. Here are some tunes (in order of get stoked-est to sustained focus-est).
Fresh Espresso – Diamond Pistols
I hope yall get to sleep soon, you deserve it.
And by ‘crackers’ I mean ‘stencils’ and by ‘soup’ I mean ‘that place in my brain where I keep all of the ideas that I’m really excited about’. I’ve been scheming. I’m pretty stoked. That’s all I’m going to say.
ANYHOO. There are 10 gallons of beer in my closet. I thought you might like to know.
We bottled the pale ale about a week ago, so it’s got another week of conditioning before we can crack one of those babies open, and we’re bottling Darkness this weekend.
We’ll see just how raging the pale ale is; at bottling time the gravity was a little lower than we had hoped, but we shall see. I’ll keep you posted on the Rage and Darkness, pretty soon yall can come have a beer with us! No seriously, you totally should. Show up at our door any time it’ll be way fun!
I hope you had a great weekend! This was mine in a nutshell.
love and light, Franny
p.s. Happy 23rd, big bro! love you lots.
Cancer is a bummer. It happens, though (as bummers are wont to do).
My mom was diagnosed with cancer a few months ago and after 2 months of treatment and 1 month of recovering at home, she is just now beginning to get some of her oomph back. She sounds almost like her old self. Almost. Things are definitely on the up and up, it just takes a while I guess. She’s kicking booty, though- she’s a badass.
I didn’t talk about it much with anyone while it was happening. Cancer is a bit of a bomb to drop on people you don’t know very well, so I just didn’t tell many people. The one time I really talked about it was over winter break with my dear friends Lily and Julian. We were sitting by Julian’s fireplace after a hike with the dogs, lots of rounds of Bananagrams, and gobs of bread, cheese, and tea in our tummies, and I kind of lost it a little bit. I dropped the cancer bomb on them and they accepted it and shared its weight with me. Lily and Julian sat there with me and held my hand and allowed me to completely let go. It helped a lot. Hot tea and a good cry by the fire with your favorite people is incredibly healing.
That was a month and a half ago. About a week ago, Lily’s dad, Michael, was diagnosed with esophageal cancer and it has spread to his liver. It’s bad.
The universe is a tricky thing. It does weird stuff. Weird stuff like take the whole cancer thing, flip it around on one of the people that helped you the most, and then give it an awful twist. A ‘HEY there’s cancer in your dad’s liver’ kind of twist.
You’re probably thinking ‘wow, she sounds really bitter and resentful’, and you’re partly right. I do resent cancer. Cancer sucks. Bad shit happens, though, sometimes to the people we love and we have very little control over it. I’m not bitter, just sad.
Lily is 2500 miles away at the moment, so I can’t quite give her the squeeze I would like to yet. Instead I made a list of my top 10 absolute favorite songs of all time because music is nice to listen to when there is no one around to hug. There is no order and no theme. These songs have nothing in common except that they all make my stomach go whoosh and my heart go pitter pat.
Alright so I know I said this was a list of my top 10 favorite songs of all time in no particular order, but I was fibbing. I’m sorry. This last song makes my top 10 list into a top 11 list and is also my absolute no question number one favorite song of all time. I think you’ll find it worthwhile.
Lily, you make my stomach go whoosh and my heart go pitter pat. I love you SO MUCH. I am thinking of you. See you soon.
Everyone, world, universe, I wish you all love and light.
p.s. Dear all crabs: I apologize for the title of this post. I did not mean to insult you or hurt your feelings. It’s not your fault somebody made a constellation out of you and then named a disease after it. I don’t blame you in the least. You are all great, keep doing your crabby things.