dropped off some terra candles to geode gallery in tremont last night. met the lovely gillian and adam as they were prepping for yesterday’s tremont art walk. i missed the event on account of really sweet tickets to the cavs game (thanks, blaine & beth!), but can’t wait to go back for may’s walk. terra may also be a featured vendor for geode’s june art walk fiesta, so stay tuned as june approaches for more info!
took kid brother jason to the cavs game for his birthday. ate at winking lizard. apri-hop on dogfish tap. yummy. btw, i’d like to state that i sincerely believe there is no finer microbrewery in the land then dogfish head. thank you, sam calagione, for being awesome. i’d like to visit your fine east coast establishment, in the very near future. while i’m touting, any of you creative peeps with ideas floating around, read this book: brewing up a business.
so the cavs lost, and moreso, there was a decent amount of pish-tosh (pish-posh? both are in urban dictionary…) about being excited to go to such a late season game. who the hell cares? we had fun, minus when we thought we lost our $20 bill, more importantly known as ‘the only damn way we can get out of our parking garage.’ and anderson played, so the 16-year-old-smitten-girl part of me really coulda cared less what else went on. that man can stand under the hoop, flat footed, and just hang on to the basket. his arms aren’t even fully extended. dude’s larger then life. swoon. we found that $20 bill, also.
and since the season is already clinched, the cavs actually didn’t lose, peeps. telfair and green and other boys got valuable playing minutes against a first-string team shooting 3s like their bus ride back to indy depended on it.
i’m pretty freaking excited for post-season.
i’m also watching artists unload their work into the arts collinwood gallery right next to the salty shop. i’m here til 10m esta noche. come see me. 15613 waterloo road, in the gorgeous cle.
you stay classy san diego,
melly
