Domo Arigato, Mr. Roboto. Domo...Domo...

The Cupcake Fairy paid me a visit! It wasn't a complete surprise since earlier in the day, there were text messages and even a phone call with somewhat of a promise of sweet treats being delivered. It seemed the timing would work out so that when we got home from seeing John Williams conduct the L.A. Philharmonic at the Hollywood Bowl there would be some delicious cupcakes on my porch. I mentioned this out loud several times.

We returned home after enjoying the show, which was complete with plenty of light sabers in the audience during all Star Wars themes. I was putting the seat cushions and the cooler away and getting ready to feed the dogs. E came into the kitchen and said, "I didn't see any cupcakes outside."

Suddenly, I remembered. CUPCAKES! I'd briefly forgotten and said, "Oh! Maybe we missed them." I left the cooler on the floor and headed to the front door, hoping I'd overlooked a yummy package. As I opened the door--poof!--there she was! The Cupcake Fairy herself had just pulled into my driveway! I squealed and yelled back to E, "She's here!" This made me laugh because the timing was perfect. (It was also strange that she was up--and practically in THE VALLEY--at 11:30 pm).

I consumed with glee one chocolate/peppermint cupcake that was decorated with fondant to look like Domo-kun, who I just adore. I never realized Styx liked him so much too. ;-)

Thank you very much, Cupcake Fairy!!! (Much better photo here).

It's Not Like You'll Get Into That Cahuenga Club

Ever bored on a Friday night? Have you wondered what you can do in Hollywood for only $5? Well, I have an answer for you! Starting tomorrow night, and every Friday through Halloween, Hollywood MobileMovie has teamed up with the Steve Allen Theater for spooky drive-in movies!

The first screening is From Beyond and will be followed by a Q&A with director Stuart Gordon. That's included in your measly $5!

Just think--you can wear whatever you want. No need to break out the hot pants and high heels to walk around looking like a hooker, freezing your ass off, and still possibly not even getting into the club. You can probably even bring your own snacks, booze, a chihuahua, or whatever. Live it up!

Hope to see you at the drive-in!

Some Things Never Change

While organizing my office at home, I happened across a folder full of bits and bobs from college. My roommate for the first three years used to write and draw the silliest things for me and it was fun to see those again. One thing I'd forgotten about was a handmade ribbon, decorated in pencil, that I think was made by said roommate's then-boyfriend/now-husband during our freshman year. He and I had a very sibling like relationship, so for him to bestow this award on me would not be a surprise. There is a slight chance it was made by the third roommate we had our freshman year--yes, we lived in a "triple," but that is neither here nor there. Here is the inscription:

FOR CLASSIC SPONTANEOUS RUDENESS & ALL AROUND COMMON BITCHINESS
Awarded to Jodi S.
on the 21st of March
in the year of our lord nineteen hundred and eighty-nine

It sort of cracks me up that my rudeness was not only classic, but spontaneous as well. Certainly not planned! Ha!