There are just so many successes, all over the web, that it seems weird to call it rare. So many things are done so differently from how they were ten years ago--there are different ways to spend your money and different ways to earn it.

It doesn't feel rare at all. It feels like an interesting place to be.

Yeah. I'd call Etsy a huge success and it was started by a carpenter who was making furniture out of 2x4s. I seem to remember Facebook being started by a college kid. There are plenty of examples of success

Hands in the air, I declare, I replace 'rare' with 'happens.'

Moving on.

I've discovered Lush House on hulu. It's a delightful, calm, creative, cheap and practical version of Fly Lady.

Who knew there were so many uses for the nylon stockings I no longer wear?

I've just learned how to get the sweat stains off my mattress. Now, all I need is to borrow a tennis racket.

So, I bought a car today. Perfectly serviceable Nissan Sentra. No heated seats or sunroof :(. I decided that the universe was telling me something when the two cars I wanted were sold or had an option on them. So, I'll drive this for a year or two, then reassess.

Today is one of those days when I literally am just glad that everyone survived intact. Jesus, Mary, and Elvis. The most poorly organized volunteer effort I've been a part of, without a doubt. 150 HS age volunteers working on one house, with ten adult chaperones, and one trained person. Me. I will never work with the organizer again, and I will do my best to make sure no one I know does, either.

Just... damn.

My 90-year-old Mom is part of a Senior Rock n' Roll choir. Their latest gig was to sing for the Lakefair Queen and her court at the local yacht club. Worst gig they have ever had. They were used as background music while people talked and ate and ignored them. Which would have been fine if it had been disclosed in advance, but they were told they would be performing for an audience. And since they perform for free and pay all their own expenses normally they don't accept background music type things, though once in a while they will do it for good causes - which this does not qualify for. Otherwise, they are playing for fun and "fun" means an audience.

Incidentally she said the Lakefair court totally perpetuated a stereotype - overprivileged , spoiled, self-involved, not too bright. (Some of them majored in math and science. Still not too bright.) And the people at the yacht club did not even offer them water. I told her that the choir director needs to be a bit more picky in which gigs she accepts.

Zen, I would use your service right now. I'd like to order spicy mac and cheese, WindSparrow to clean up for me, bonny to counsel me, and Paddywhack to give me a massage. Also possibly a manicurist, Raja/Sutan to do my makeup for tonight, and Pandora Boxx to make me laugh while I unwind with an Absolut cocktail in the Delusions lounge. Oh, and Suze Orman to do up my finances while I'm out.

Beasts of the Southern Wild was UH-MAZE-ING. Definite trigger warning for anyone who went through Katrina. I loved it and would love to watch it again. Beautiful and emotive.

Agreed, agreed, and agreed, smonster. I just got back from seeing it. It's one of those movies that'll keep me thinking for weeks and months after.

The crew will be at your house in 30 minutes, smonster. What a rotten day you've had! Just lie back and rest. massages smonster's temples

Typo, good grief, that's infuriating.

Yay for new car, Vortex! Perhaps the universe has given you, not the car you wanted, but the car you needed. If not, Sentra is a good car anyway!

smonster, I'd bring over some home cooked mac and cheese if I lived closer by. Honest I would.