Requesting ~ma...

My best friend in the world, whom I've known since I was 14 and with whom I went through the same high school, college, and grad school, is applying for a position at my new school in LA. She currently lives in Connecticut.

OMGWTF THIS IS THE BEST NEWS EVER.

Please please send massive ~ma to her (and me). I can't tell you what it would mean to me to have her living near me and working with me!!!!

I know this may seem like a petty request given how serious some of the ~ma needs are, but man oh man would this make a difference in both of our lives. She's been stuck in the same po-dunk town for more than thirty years. She and her husband and daughter are so excited about the possibility, and I am over the moon. Meep!

Somervillians/Bostonians! My friend Randy and his partner are renting the bottom two floors of their victorian (separate unit) in Ashmont Hill, and they are fabulous landlords and great people. I've visited them, and the house is gorgeous. $1800/month for a three bedroom, on the Red Line, which is two blocks from the house. Here's the Craigslist ad:

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An aquaintance of mine in L.A. just sent me this:

"Monster House" (Spielberg/Zemeckis), the 3D animated Sony picture for which I played the theremin on the soundtrack, will have a special screening Friday, June 30, at the John Anson Ford Ampitheatre in Hollywood. This screening is part of the 12th annual Los Angeles Film Festival.

I have been invited to participate in the screening to do a pre-film performance on the theremin.

According to the Ford Theatre web site, general admission tickets at $10 are available.

The gates open at 5:30 p.m. so people can come early and bring a picnic dinner. I will begin playing at 6:30 and the screening begins at 8:30. So pack a sandwich and a can of soda and come on over! >[link]

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If anyone is looking for a nice, reasonable, largish 4 bedroom home in the SF Bay Area, my dad is selling his place. Well, I say reasonable. It's actually mindbogglingly expensive, but I think it's pretty reasonable for the Bay Area. If you're interested or know someone who might be, email me at my profile addy, or you can see the listing at [link]

I know I ended up being abig lying liar who tells lies last week, but Joe definitely answered questions to this weeks list on "Filter".

G4 network, 7pm EST/PST. Please to watch if you feel you can trust me again.

As I am the proud mama of a bouncing baby Prius, I am looking for a new home for my gorgeous 2004 Forester. I'll probably go sell it to CarMax, but I'd thought I'd throw it out here in case any SoCal Buffistas know someone looking for one. It's black, 6-disc CD in dash, has a huge moonroof yada yada. Profile addy good if you have any questions.

I sit for the state RN licensing exam today at 2:30 p.m. EST. Some of that patented Buffista kick-its-ass!-ma would be greatly appreciated.

At 6:15 AM tomorrow, Hubby will be undergoing a procedure to buffer his body from the metal in the pins and screws that hold his spine together. The most recent MRI shows no lower spine disc damage that would be causing the tremendous pain he's in, and his neurologist suspects he's allergic to the titanium. If this is the case, the procedure will reduce his pain by three-quarters and give him a chance at a life again. (If this isn't the case, the neurologist isn't sure what the hell to do, but one thing at a time.)

Procedure~ma, if you would. My stalwart, heroic husband is running out of courage, and every time I think "It can't get worse," the universe chuckles and reveals the infinity of its creativity.

Also, at the end of the month, he gets his neck looked at again to see how invasive the next surgery will have to be. No-massive-neck-brace~ma for that, please. He's been able to cope relatively well with every recuperation except the one that involved his head being immobilized.

Gods, I don't know what I'd do without you people.

Thanks for the -ma on Wednesday; it worked its magic! I passed the licensing exam, and I am now a registered nurse.

OMGWTF denephew.

Garbled family phone-tree has it that Casper the Amazing Wonder Niece has got a brother, as of stupid o'clock this morning.

Also, possibly, he may not have ended up with the name Edward Copernicus, to my comical sorrow relief.

Since flea made at laest one phone call herself, and reported that the second time was (relatively speaking) a snap, I expect that she is fine and resting much more comfortably now that she has rid herself of her in-built beach ball.