Dammit! Idlewild (the airplane bar) is going out of business before the Day. I am heartbroken. There was going to be a whole Travel Theme.

Didn't you know? George Bush hates you.

We went to some possible venues for the Big Day last night. First we went to Remote Lounge, where we took pictures of ourselves with the digital video cameras. Not so attractive, but it would save us having to get a photographer. You can check the pictures out here.

Then we went to Bauhaus, which has really sexy interior design, but is looking a little run down around the edges. Which was really the main problem with the actual bauhaus movement. Minimalism does not age well. Unlike Peter Murphy.

Next stop was Lansky Lounge, which has a very very cool entrance and an excellent name. But as S. pointed out, it reeks of a thousand bar mitzvahs.

Tonight, we go to The Screening Room, Yaffa's Tea Room, and possibly Double Happiness.

Lately I've come across a lot of art that combines big chunks of found images to make new images. Not in that dainty x-acto knife Max Ernst way, but using big rectangular images and drawing on them or around them, or just combining them...

Bee pointed out some album cover collages by Christian Marclay that were in Elle Magazine this month. Marclay does a lot of other stuff too...like the incredible Video Quartet and long accordion at Paula Cooper Gallery.

I wish I'd seen this show of William Wegman's new paintings at Sperone Westwater last month. First I heard of it was when I saw this painting in Harpers.

Videos that are better if you watch them while listening to TAtu songs instead:

1. Tal Bachman's crappy "She's so High". That cute girl with the flight goggles deserves a way better song.

2. No Doubt's old skool "Hella Good" video. Oh Gwen is so adorable, but she'd be better if she were Russian.

3. Some video with this chick in a swimming pool full of writhing supermodels. Goes very well with TAtu's weird cover of "How Soon Is Now".

But none of these can compare to the actual TAtu videos.

TAtu is the very definition of Moscow Fabulous!! Check out their evil interviews with Blender and Q. And this site is extremely funny.

I have a lot more geek thoughts about The Matrix brewing. Stay tuned.

Wouldn't it be wonderful if Terminator 3 ended with the machines finally winning and taking over the world and building the Matrix? Really, that is the only thing that would excuse making Terminator 3.

Doc passed the bar exam on the FIRST TRY! Doc is a superstar.

I am in a state of nervous despair about the wedding. How did this happen to me? There are so many things to do. And every time I think I understand what is expected of me, someone tells me about something else that I need to buy or to do that I never in a million years would have thought of.

Here are some of the things I am apparently supposed to do in the next 6 months:

1. Order an appropriate number of yarmulkes with our names on them, and the date.

2. Rent-a-Chuppah (1-800-5-JEWISH!)

3. Get a Ketubah. I didn't even know what this was, but I sure do now. And now I need one. These Ketubot are unbelievable beautiful. They are ten times more than I could ever afford.

4. Register for more stuff to put in our apartment. Why do we need more stuff? I mean, it's a pretty small apartment and it's kind of full.

5. Pick a color scheme for the wedding. Huh.

6. Get a manicure.

What I have done:

1. Drew a picture of two cats loudly announcing our impending marriage.

2. Ruined $30 worth of really charming paper by using the wrong kind of printer to print the announcing cats.

3. Ordered a paper eyelet setter so I can make our wedding invitations out of several layers of paper fastened together like this.

4. Photocopied my hand with the engagement ring on it quite a few times
5. Spent $150 on a button maker so I can make crazy numbers of buttons. How this relates to the wedding is a little tenuous, but I am telling you. This is the best $150 I ever spent. I can put anything on a button. I have infinite power.

Salon published a letter I wrote about the evil kitty ladies at PetCo - the ones who gave us the kitten that died. At last, I have had my revenge.

Amy Brown had her baby!

Jamie continues to send me links to large things in the news. Which is wonderful. Please check out the very big jellyfish and the enormous stinky flower.

Whew. Back now. Have been a bit overwhelmed, followed by exhausted, at the discovery that I am going to get married. Married! Married married married. I cannot get used to saying it.

This is an interesting article about America's schools, and yet more evidence that Republicans are full of crap.

Yesterday was Koninginnedag--Translation: the Queen's birthday. Being a society based mainly around mercatilism, the Dutch celebrate Queen's Day by selling things. We walked around Vondelpark, a large park near Bob's house, where families had put sheets on the ground along all of the pathways and laid all kinds of old junk with price tags on it. Like a giant nation-wide garage sale! Some of the kids were pretty ingenious, like the boy riding a unicycle with a sign on his back saying "Rides, €1", but there was still a lot more selling than there was buying, and then it started to rain so everyone ran inside.

Later we went to a Tibetan restaurant and I finally got to try the hot tea with butter that I've been so extremely curious about for years. It basically tastes like a puddle of melted butter. Bit of a letdown.