There is (was) nice music by Sin Fronteras.
cultural event gone poorly
21 Aug
Sad turnout for Indigenous People’s Day at the Seattle Center house…
i’m a put-on-a-show kind of girl.
11 Aug
August 10, 2010, in crappy cell phone pictures:
Cirque du Soliel on the IMAX!
High-rise bicycling!
Naked mole rats and dinosaurs and a game of Chinese Checkers (or a version thereof):
Butterflies on citrus!
Elastic acrobatics!
Happy hour at Ruth’s Chris!
El Diablos at Tango! Oops. Not pictured. Whoops.
More Facebook birthday wishes than I could keep up with and the most amazing assortment of cards, gifts, emails, text messages and birthday IM’s.
I am a lucky girl with an amazing community of family, friends, and fans. Thank you all so much for your well-wishes as I say goodbye to a rather tumultuous year and usher in a new one!
how i got over
9 Aug
I did the weirdest thing today. I bought a CD. Not the kind you get at the bank or invest in or whatever. An album. I’m pretty sure the last one I bought was in 1998. It certainly wasn’t in college because burned CD’s were all the rage… 1998 seems like a safe bet.
There are some albums that are just better when you listen to them from start to finish. It’s taken me a long time to accept that, because frankly, I don’t like to waste my time listening to songs I don’t like – and I like to listen to songs I DO like on repeat. For days.
But luckily for The Roots, their newest album is so good that I felt like I wanted to own it, and not in a digital iTunes kind of way. I want to listen to it LOUD over speakers and not on my computer or through my phone. So I walked into Everyday Music (so convenient! It’s sandwiched right between my favorite bar/cafe and my favorite bookstore) and paid $13 dollars for an actual compact disc with liner notes and everything!
It saddens me to report that CD packaging hasn’t evolved in the 12 years since my last purchase. It’s still impossible to get the shrink wrap off and somehow I managed to crack the case in the process. And, you still have to pop open the entire case from the bottom to get that sticker off the top.
In the end, it turns out that buying How I Got Over was actually quite stupid. Only now do I realize that I have a Netbook and therefore can’t upload it and listen to it on my computer… or put it on my phone. So this means that the only place I can listen to it is on the CD player in the living room. But at least it will be loud.
XXVII: the party
9 Aug
My camera (yes, the one I stole from my dad) broke, right in time for my party. The button that you press to actually take the picture popped off somewhere along the way and so my photo documentation was severely impaired. However! I did get 22 pictures out of it- 13 safe for Facebook and SarahStuder.com, and hopefully Kendall was able capture a few more.
First of all, we had tacos for lunch from the truck in Northgate next to the highway. They were delicious. Deliciosa.
Then, we made cupcakes in ice cream cones. Beautiful.
And then we went to Linda’s, where I had a peanut butter & jelly shot. It was surprisingly delicious. Peanut butter jelly in your mouth!
Next stop? Still Liquor! There were quite a few special guests- but most importantly, Edward Cullen.
Last stop? The Baltic Room. I don’t know why we went there and this is the only picture I have to prove that we did:
All in all? A great and semi-mellow night, just what I had envisioned to ring in my new year. Thanks to everyone who came out and celebrated: Eliz, Beth, Kendall, Doug, Dylan, Ben, Emily, Lorna, Luke, Jeri, Lucie, Jeri’s friend, LeighBeth, LeighBeth’s friends, Zeke, Mike, Rachel, Blaire, Heather, Dana, Cherry, Katrin, Matt, Ben, Casey, Katey, Katy, Katie, Eric, Sylvie, Siri, Lizzie, Ian, Brian and Nick, plus a few more that I’ve forgotten… and if you didn’t come, I look forward to you making it up to me in the future.
Exes & Ohs!
Tags: 27, birthdays, Still Liquor, xxvii
it’s official!
9 Aug
I’ve lived in Washington for nine years and I finally made it official and got a WA drivers license. This is a really big deal.
I was loathe to give up my Colorado ID, simply because my photo was so amazing. Compliment after compliment! Even the guy at the DOL asked how I got Rihanna’s picture on my license. I’m under no illusions that I resemble her at all (the photo was taken when I was 16 and I had my eyebrow pierced), but it was a rather nice photo.
Of course, there’s more to the story that that.
In short: I am very very bad at life.
I waited until the absolute last minute (my CO license expires tomorrow) because I was told numerous times that I never had the right type of supporting documents to prove my identity. I put it off and off and off until it was almost too late and I finally had to send away for my birth certificate. It arrived last week, right in time for me to spend my last day as a 26 year old waiting in line at the D.O.L at 8:30 in the morning.
I went up to the counter, convinced that they weren’t going to accept the piece of mail I brought to prove my address, or that they’d question the legitimacy of my Maryland birth certificate… but instead, the extremely friendly man in the booth informed me that I’d gotten lucky with number 46 and that he didn’t need to see ANY of the stuff that I’d brought. I somehow landed in the express-track and he didn’t need my Social Security card, my birth certificate, the mail I had strategically chosen with my address on it, or my back-up piece of mail- none of it!
This is pretty much the story of my life: I build these silly life tasks up from molehills to insurmountable mountains… and in the end, it’s always easier than I had expected and I have to kick myself for waiting so long to deal with it. Yet again, I learn this lesson.
birthday wish list: item #8 (logo)
4 Aug
I want a logo. Not like this one. But something that plays off “S”, or maybe “SS” or “SBS”. Hip, modern, part of my brand.
Actually maybe not “SS” because that reminds me of Nazis. And Social Security. Icky.
birthday wish list: item #7 (just in case)
3 Aug
An emergency kit. I really need one in case there is a natural disaster (earthquake, resulting tsunami, etc) or a nuclear war or terrorist attack or the plague or swine flu or anything that is going to make me have to try and SURVIVE like they’re doing on that Discovery Channel show, “The Colony”.
Have you seen it? Did you know you can live 4 minutes without oxygen, 4 days without water, and 40 days without food? I’m not prepared for that!
birthday wish list: item #6 (earrings)
3 Aug
I really need new jewelry. Long necklaces, fun earrings, clunky and funky rings. Sparkle is cool, but attention-grabbing is key. Like these cicada earrings that I saw on someone last week at a Yelp party:
I mean, these are cool right? I kind of love them. But of course, I’d prefer if you found something on your own that made you think “this/these are SO Sarah Studer”. The bolder the better.
beach
3 Aug
This was yesterday. A spur-of-the-moment decision to join Emily at Golden Gardens, mostly because I feel like I haven’t made the most of my summer and this was like, my second time at the beach. This summer was supposed to be super-awesome-amazing blahbittyblah, but it’s been kind of a disappointment. It’s really the weather’s fault. Cloudy until 2pm every day? Puhleaze. Seattle, you can do BETTER.
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