stuff about where I live and play, and maybe some stuff about where I work and play.


I'm a winner

Last Thursday I took part in one of the most awesomest experiences of my life: The Hall & Partners Charity Treasure Hunt. Our company actually sent two teams this year – we were the “’Vestigators” and the other team was “The Drunken Hellfish.”

The event was described to us as “the Amazing Race” meets “Road Rules,” but it only takes place in one location. Last year it was Venice Beach, this year it was the streets of Hollywood.

To get an idea of what it was like, check out this photostream from one of the teams here

If you know me AT ALL, then you know how much I want to be on Survivor and/or the Amazing Race. But since neither of those audition attempts have panned out, this was the Next Best Thing. And the best thing about a huge puzzle-solving race?


I am pleased to report that this year’s race winner was THE VESTIGATORS. We ran a tough race and were in 3rd place for most of the event. However, we pulled through in the end with a little luck, grit and sheer perseverance and were, therefore, declared the winners.

Yes, it does feel good to be the best.


And here was our logo:


fall it to me.

i love fall. mostly, because i love chicken wings and football, and this is the best time of year for both of those things, but i also like a slight chill in the air. you know, like in the lower 60s. ahhh yes. that's like heaven to me.

so can someone please 'xplain to me why we keep having these mini-heat waves in LA? i'm just kind of over summer, already. time to move along into the mild, temperate breeziness of fall, ya'll. perhaps it has something to do with... wait for it... global warming? maybe? which, to quote tina fey as sarah palin "is perhaps just part of the end of days." mwahahahaha.

anyway, i know people in the frozen tundra of minnesota are probably all like, STFU, already, ruby. because you know it will be 40 below in just a matter of minutes up there. and i'm sorry about that. truly. and hey, i'm sorry you still live there and that i escaped the icy grip of the northern clutches, but you know, there's plenty of room in LA and it's really cheap to live here. nope, actually, no there isn't and no it's not. sorry about that.

where were we?

ahhhh yessss. fall. so the thing REALLY that is keeping me up at night in a feverish sweat BESIDES the hot heat, is a hearty desire to switch into my warmzies for fall. you know, the clothes in the closet that only make appearances when the thermometer drops. i touch them now and again. i feel their furry threads and wooly wools and imagine myself bundling up in a wrap and some knee-high leather boots. i long for the days when i can wear a "sweater" but without actually "sweating." then, of course there's a whole rack of sweet, fuzzy scarves that are BEGGING to be worn, but i fear my neck meat will suffer if i don them at this time.


it will have to wait.