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pollyannacowgirl

And if I should ever die, God forbid, I hope you will say, 'Kurt is up in heaven now.' That's my fav

About Me

I'm a writer, performer, and all of a sudden, a full-time maker of cute objects! I have two Etsy shops that are growing every day, and I love creating colorful treats from new and vintage bits that I've scoured the world to find.

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My Interests

riding my schwinn breeze through the mountain view cemetery with my gentleman caller by my side, triple iced espresso in a grande cup with extra ice, cooking food in my little home, watching all the law and order my little heart desires, reading my favorite books over and over again, good poetry by good poets, attempting to live mindfully every day.

I'd like to meet:

Good folks.

Music:

nancy sinatra, lee hazlewood, silver jews, beck, michel legrand, serge gainsbourg, stereo total, belle and sebastian, decemberists, antony, willie nelson, bing crosby, david bowie, neil young, ella fitzgerald, glenn miller orchestra, wilco, cat power christmas bands: trans-siberian orchestra, manheim steamroller, the carpenters, burl ives, harry simeone choir, the chipmunks.

Movies:

NOT Police Academy 4.

Television:

Law & Order (in descending order: SVU, CI, original style), Mr. Show, Reno 911, Deadwood, The Office, 30 Rock. I love television and I don't care who knows it!

Books:

almost all of them.

Heroes:

gilda radner. amy sedaris. my mom. funny, multi-talented, uncompromising women.

My Blog

big news!

I have pinkeye again.
Posted by pollyannacowgirl on Mon, 22 Aug 2005 11:03:00 PST

yarn problems

The other day, I was knitting with two balls of blue yarn. I put my project down for a moment, and when I returned, one of the yarn balls was gone. I searched everywhere, under everything, and conclud...
Posted by pollyannacowgirl on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

the best of burnside

Tonight I was walking down Burnside on my way to Tony's, when I heard the unmistakable sounds of mumbling and spitting behind me. I started walking faster, but I realized there was no outrunning this ...
Posted by pollyannacowgirl on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST