Coco Turned Five (or 35)

Yesterday was Coco, my beloved chihuahua friend's, fifth birthday. Catherine and I forgot to celebrate it last year because we were too frazzled with our lives, but this time around, we were already settled in our new place and excited to have a party.

Catherine decided to make Coco a party hat. I want to point out that Catherine doesn't normally wear this amazing poncho because there is rarely an occasion that warrants it. Later she put on a head band and I told her that she looked like Mischa Barton, but with a much nicer butt.



Will our birthday girl like it?










It looked almost as good on Neima.



We also made some nachos for Coco's human friend. We wanted to celebrate her Mexican heritage. We couldn't share this with her because she would probably have gotten diarrhea. Catherine gave her a dog friendly treat.



Then it was time for brownies!



We used this lighter to light the candle. In case you can't tell, it has a chihuahua on it. My mom brought it back for me from when she was working in Kazakhstan.



Time to blow out the candles, Coco! Okay, maybe not. We'll help you out since it looks like you are afraid of fire.



The party was a little too crazy for Coco and she passed out pretty early.

Presents: Garamon and Shlomo

I got paid for a freelance job today and instead of putting it all in savings like a proper young lady, I bought myself and Rebecca some presents.

My Present to Myself: Garamon!

First off is Garamon, who I spotted months earlier in Toy Tokyo in the East Village. I decided immediately that he is my spirit animal. I tried to get Mort to buy it for me last week, but he refused because it scared him. Mort is also scared of dinosaurs, clowns, and cherubs. That information might be of use to you one day.


Look at this handsome gent.


grrrrrrrrrr.


Even his tail is adorbs.

So I did a little research online and discovered that Garamon was a character or villain or something on this 1960s Japanese monster show called Ultra Q. There is a whole blog about just Garamon. He is so cute! Here he is in his natural habitat:





These images are from here.

My Present to Rebecca: Shlomo!

I saw this little fellow for sale this weekend on the corner of Bedford and N. 7th st. I rarely stop to look at stuff people are selling on the sidewalk on Bedford because I don't like stopping in the middle of the sidewalk (it's a thoroughfare, goddammit) or talking to people I don't know, especially ex hippies selling weird dolls or used Kierkegaard paperbacks. But this dude, worth talking to a hippie and lugging it on the G train for.


He's tooting his own horn.

I decided that his name should be Shlomo, which is my favorite Jewish male name after Akiva and Mordecai. I thought it would be a good present around Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippir. He sure knows how to work his shofar. Honk! Honk!

He has the softest paws and is a very good nap partner.

I was going looking through my iPhoto for pictures of my friends wedding in June. I discovered these pictures of Ninja, the most cuddly, teddy bear-like of cats. Denise borrowed my camera unbeknownst to me and took these.











I think some cat nip was involved.

B&H and B&H

As most of you guys already know, my dad and I don't have a typical relationship. One of my favorite father/daughter activities is going to B&H, which is a huge electronic store, specializing in cameras. It is almost entirely run by Orthodox Jews of so many varieties and ethnicities! I took Rebecca there a few weeks ago to find a husband. She didn't fine a man, but she did find a nice little Panasonic Lumix point-and-shoot.





We went to find me a tiny, crappy PC netbook thingy for me to do some web work on. We tried to find one that wasn't too ridiculous although I said that if there was one with Hello Kitty, I would totally buy it. But this one was too silly, even for us.

We thought it was ugly but then...



We closed it and saw it and it became worse. Mort also bought himself a portable scanner called, "The Magic Wand." I informed him that is also a name of a popular vibrator and he pretended like he hadn't heard me.


We got hungry, so we took the L train across town to B&H, the restaurant. It is so cute and small! They serve you at your table by handing your food to you over the counter. I love it. We should all go there together, but we wouldn't all be able to fit!

All photos (but the top one) by Mort. If you want to see more Mort photos visit emailsfrommort.com.

Don't buy into the hype! It will come back to bite you! In Hell. Or Something.

I found this piece of trash on the sidewalk the other day. It is actually pretty great.




Yes, Yes. In fact, I have.


You can tell he is cool and sort of dangerous because he is wearing sunglasses.


When I was a freshman in college, I was procrastinating and I decided that I would read the book of Leviticus. It is super weird. If you want to know what to do if someone's cow wanders into your land and falls into a hole and dies, it covers that.



Jews for Jesus!



It sort of breaks my heart that it says "Please don't litter" because it was totally litter. Actually, that's what caught my eye when I saw it on the sidewalk. Yeah, sorry, Dvora Kasdan, this wasn't a message I could sink my teeth in it.

new blog!

Due to the "popularity" of my emails from Mort entries, I have started a new blog, emailsfrommort.com. Check it out, friends!

Sad Omelet, Happy Omelet

This was my breakfast until I decided that I needed to have a more positive outlook on life.