Scary picture, yes, but a reason for a great day!Today is not pink tights day. So it is more sad. Pthhh. hahaha. Oh well.
As most of us know, yesterday was Valentine's Day. My roommate Laura had heard about an art opening called, most appropriately for the occasion "FAILURE" that was occuring at The Lab in Bel Mar (which is in Lakewood, a western-bordering suburb of Denver). So of course, we went. With promises of love songs played on the oboe, cheese fondue, readings of bad poetry, and Ms. Pac-Man to be played, who could resist?
To be sure, it did not disappoint. An added plus was Laura running into an acquaintance with an adorable three-year-old who I had the pleasure to converse with regarding her amazing ability to slide in and out from under a picnic table carefully placed on Astroturf. The art was interesting, featuring work from I believe 34 different artists and their interpretations of failure. They also had two old-school typewriters set-up so patrons could type their own messages of failure--or whatever else their heart's desired on this loved-filled day--and place the cards they typed on in a box for others to peruse.






It was smiles and hi-fives all around at homeplate! And of course Yorvit was key in the victory again (great double, dude). Sadly I won't be attending Game 3 Saturday night at Coors Field as I am flying to Boise Saturday afternoon to run my first marathon on Sunday. But I have faith in my Rox and that their success will help propel me over the finish line.

And for an entertaining article about the pain that the love for the Rockies can induce, and discussion of beards (which I am ALWAYS in favor of) check out Adam Clayton Holland's Article in the Westword today.


I love natalie dee! And purple hippos, of course. Her drawing today, 8/13/07.woo hoo!