yeah, i don't read, i just guess

2007 marks the first Christmas ever that I got something that I actually returned. Sure, I've gotten things I haven't liked, but I feel like I really must be growing into an adult if I'm mature enough to just say, "no, I do not like this" and take something back. No, it wasn't this dog. It was a shirt with none other than ELMO on it. Honestly, I can't tell you what my mother Santa was thinking. Cookie Monster? Oscar the Grouch? Yes and Yes. ELMO? God, no no no! But I took it back and got something much more suiting to my tastes. A shirt that just plainly speaks to the heart of me. A shirt that Eavvon would definitely approve of. It says "Proud to be Awesome". I suppose I could have posted a photo of it, but Matt's dog Reese is much cuter and likes the word "Africa". That's much better than a picture of a shirt. Besides, Reese completely agreed with the shirt and wanted to be my best friend and steal my herpes. But I would never give Reese my herpes! No matter how awesome I am!

oh man, this is really livin'

Some Little Known Facts About Gizmo:
1. He loves plastic bottles
2. He does not love rawhide, chew ropes, or any other sort of paraphernalia meant for dogs to purely chew on.
3. He will not use a dog pillow or blanket until I've used it for a while first. (I use his dog bed mat as a seat cushion and now he loves it)
4. He sings along with harmonica
5. He loves cherry tomatoes
6. He growls at everyone and everything. He's very vocal.
7. He's terrified of thunder, fireworks, and a plethora of other loud sounds
8. He loves cardboard wrapping paper rolls.
9. He hates wearing hats and will become basically comatose if made to wear one (even if it makes him an adorable penguin)
10. He turned 3 years old today!


happy birthday, gizmo wilkerstenitious! xxoo

gee, pop, you forgot to say "halt"

I hope everyone had a holly, jolly Christmas. Considering that I've been watching an overdose of The Office and am now watching The Jungle Book on DVD, it can be surmised that I have nothing to complain about, and I don't. I didn't feel very well all day, which I hate. And not just because being ill is unpleasant. Being ill on Christmas day just makes you look ungrateful, like you don't appreciate things. What I might have appreciated more is not falling so asleep in the middle of the day and staying awake the first time I was woken up rather than the second time 10 minutes before we were supposed to leave for family dinner. But, thanks to yet ANOTHER Christmas miracle, dinner was running late and I arrived with time to spare!

Christmas is done. Here's to a merry New Year!

my mouth is dry I can't speak up

Lisa, does this picture make you horny?
Do I make you randy, baby? YEEAAAH

a jihad for his cutie pie

It was hard to pick a picture from our visit to see Samuel today. He's getting all big. And I think he could hold full conversations with Gizmo, though. I think they speak the same language. Believe it or not, Samuel sat on my lap this morning too. Shocking, I know. It's probably the first baby under 2 years old that I've ever held. My mom took some pictures of that but my God are they unflattering. Besides, this one is pretty damn awesome all on its own. :)

my heart is war torn

Considering Samuel is only about 6 mos old, I think it's safe for me to post a picture of his Christmas present before Christmas. I don't think he'll be logging on and checking up on my blog anytime soon. Just wanted to share a photo before I wrapped it up. I guess the photo isn't so great but if you've seen the album cover than you get the general idea of what the shirt looks like up close. Baby clothes are so cute, like anything miniaturized. Muffins, candies, schnauzers. All mini, all awesome.

BTW, J&tY played an awesome, somewhat spontaneous set tonight. The CD is selling well and people seem to really like it. People were singing along with Zoee & Gizmo and doing air-glockenspiel.

J&theY, the band you want to air-glock to!

some people live in a house on a hill

Ever wonder who puts up the delightful Christmas decorations in your local malls or casinos? Well, I don't know who decorates yours, but my dad put up the ones in many malls in the tri-state area and in the Trump Plaza casino in Atlantic City. Of course, not all by himself. But it's nice to see him be apart of something much bigger than himself. Even if it's the most boring thing to hear every little detail of. On the topic of festive casinos, the Tropicana is a jerk. Jamie wanted to see indoor snow. What the flip, dudes?! Might as well had put a lying sign that read, "There is no Santa" or something. Thanks for ruining her Christmas!

i dont have any music on to quote for once in my life

Considering how little I ate last week because of all the anxiety about the release party and such things, today I made up with a lot of calorie intake (for me):

- egg mcmuffin (yeah, i was up early enough today! mind blowing!)
- my first tastes of "smoothie" Skittles (nearly killed me)
- gnocchi posterino? (did not taste like potatoes and ketchup!)
- pinkberry! (lived someone's dreams!)
- chai latte (finally, that void is filled)
- nutter butter cookies (those were a bad choice)

And you would just never believe the drama that has surrounded my 2nd annual Christmas with the Team. Misunderstandings, strikes, fake outs, French bastards, and more. But I think, all in all, it was worth it! And it proved to one and all that I'm a big girl and I can go all the way up to NYC all by myself without anyone there to entertain me. Even without headphones one way. Though on the way back some agent talked to me half the way anyway. I'm rambling. I need to go to bed. My head is going to implode. Or I'm going to blow my brains out. Which ever comes first.

click.click.BOOM

oh well you know it's a fool who plays it cool

Been slacking on this blog thing, but with good reason; a CD release party was had! Finally, after months of stress and toil, the CD is finally done and pressed and in the merry hands of others. If you weren't able to make it out to the party, which is a huge bummer, I'm posting a little video from said party. As you can see, the follow-up album to Localized Phenomenon will no doubt be a big departure from our original stuff. We're always trying out new styles. Seriously. Come to any practice*. We run through just about all of them when there's time. Next time; Math Rock.

thanks Lisa! You're the bestest! You're so the best filmographer we've ever had! And I'm not just saying that because you're the only filmographer we've ever had...

* - don't literally come. I will call the cops.

you can indicate everything you see

For all those people out there that were concerned that Stephen Lynch perhaps "lost it" or is "not so funny" anymore, I am here to assure you that he is. He's still "got it". He can make you laugh when it's hotter than Hell, you can barely see, and some blonde in the back row is singing as loudly and off-key as possible. It must be part of Murphy's Law that says that those who sing bad, sing loudest of all. I guess their voices just stick out loudest of all like a sore thumb. A sore thumb that smells of almonds and is possibly gangrenous. Amputation needed. STAT.

I'm driving in your car asleep

December 8th sucks.

But oddly enough, I'm going to be in the same venue (Tower Theatre) I was at last year on this day. Except with a much, much funnier performer. Fiona Apple just isn't as funny as Stephen Lynch. She's got to work on her comedic timing. I hope Stephen doesn't cry in the middle of his set like she did... awwwkwwaaard.. rickrickrick...

I ♥ Dr. Winston O'Boogie

ever notice how the cops can't stand the music?

Another great piece of cinematography by zee lovely Lisa.

I feel I should apologize for the number of J&theY posts there has been lately. But I figure since #1) this is my blog and #2) the album which I worked on for the the greater part of this year is coming out this month, that you should understand where I'm coming from. That being said, it should be noted that I posted a new song from the album on our myspace page! check it out!

kids lie all the time

A super special sneak peek at J&theY's debut album!
It's going to blow the classical music out of your butts!