a nod and wink to you, beth capper

I've been told many times that it seems I would really like this new movie, Juno. This sort of makes me insulted? A bit, actually. Please, don't take offense, but I've been arguing over this movie; that I don't want to see it. I've seen the preview of Juno enough to pinpoint reasons being: it seems nothing good at all and all its one-liners and god-awful cleverness is not ingenious, but downright annoying and alienates the movie. I find nothing funny in its subject matter and being pregnant at 16 is not cutesy or hip or indie; so cut it with that hip soundtrack and counterculture 'tude. I just read a review on the movie by Bath Capper. I pretty much see eye to eye on her and I am so happy that she exists. Thank you Miss Capper - I hear you loud and clear. Here is that article:

"Alternative to what?"

Hard Times saved my xmas eve.

So, I thought I had heard that the Post Office closed at 2 on Xmas Eve. So, I raced to the one off of Lake and Nicolett. Closed. Raced over to the one by the U. Closed. Then, to the Midway Post Office. The postman was moping the floor. All closed. Poop. It was around 1pm by then and I was so hungry. So, I tempted the thought of just eating at Ginkgo and getting soup, but Seward Cafe just sounded so much better. What I really wanted was a pancake. Off to Seward I went.

The Seward area was much more slippery and slushy than around my apartment in Uptown. So, my car was sliding. I hate driving in snow. I love the snow, but I could do without driving in it...

But anyhow, I made it into the Seward Cafe. Wrote up my order and handed the lovely lady behind the counter my ticket.

Mmhmm, pancake.

Oh sorry, we stopped taking food orders 15 min ago.

Oh, I said. Hmm, I thought out loud. Can I just have a coffee?

Yep.

She handed me a coffee and I handed her a dollar bill.

I went back to my seat and continued on reading No One Belongs Here More Than You. A gift from a lovely one. A one I love.

I heard others pick up their orders and such. Reading along, I was so hungry. I finished up my coffee, closed up my book, and considered going to Hard Times. Thought, they have to open. I put on my coat. Scarfed up. I was ready and out the door. I looked behind me when I got to the door and noticed that I totally disregarded their holiday hours. Looking at the hand written sign, I realized that not only did I try to get food after they stopped taking orders, but I also walked in after they had closed. They had closed at 1pm and I walked in at 1:15pm. So far, I was not having any luck.

I got to my car and it was final - I was going to Hard Times to eat a pancake.

I knew they would be open. I slipped out of the Seward Area and onto the Riverside area. It wasn't easy getting out the Seward area though. When I pulled out of the Seward Cafe's parking lot a car was stuck at the light. Its tire was a spinnin' in the snow. It was going nowhere and I didn't have it in my to help push it. I reversed and went the other way.

Not so far away, I made it to Hard Times. Parked my car and ran across the street. Found a booth. Ordered another cup of coffee, mmmm. Pancake up with some hashbrowns. Yes, thank you Hard Times. I read some more. And some more. I was so happy.

When I was eating my hashbrowns, I was thinking about how LA has nothing like Hard Times. Seward Cafe even. There are so many great things about the Twin Cities, but without Hard Times is like misery. I am so glad it's finally open. Something was missing while it was closed- a Minneapolis void, really.

It's back, and you, Hard Times saved my Xmas Eve.

I had to head to St. Paul for work. Stopping for food, I made it just in time as Mississippi Market closed at 3:30pm closing. With all that, I thought I'd be late for work, but I was 20 minutes early!

One other thing, wrapping children's gifts is a chore of its own kind.
Another thing, I don't understand why people get their cars towed in snow emergencies. I mean I get it if they are out of town. But it's pretty easy to understand where NOT to park your car.
Third thing, I miss my boyfriend. He's out of town for Xmas.
One last thing, I want to see The Savages.

lesson learned

I applied ointment to a burn. I guess that is a no no. Hot glue attached itself to my finger last night by way of a purple button. By way of my shaky hands, really. Tugging at the button, I removed a layer of my skin. EW. It's not so purty to look at and it hurts, but all is safe - it's not going to get infected. Tetanus shots are helpful in that way. Playing with a hot glue gun though made lots of nice gifts for my friends and family. It will heal soon, but yes, it will scar. So, yea lesson learned? Yes, on how to treat burns. Thanks to Dawn. THANK YOU DAWN. Dawn satisfied my pin needs and supplied with me her very own Ref Pin. So, she officially pinned me! Thanks to the Minnesota Rollergirls:

Mani-Ax

A photo I had taken at one the Andrew Bird Guthrie shows is now a certified Jessica Reyes credit:

Xan Aranda

Also, because of Miss Aranda, I came upon:

Chicago Film Brigade

I think I am encouraged to submit a short film of mine. Very cool stuff, I must say.

I had lunch at French Meadow today, but before I made it there, I made a short film:
Title: Know News is No News

*Tagline: In the morning - I don't need that newspaper. At least, THAT newspaper.

And then when I got to French Meadow I had a happy accident:

(accidental photo)

music lately:
bonnie prince billy and matt sweeney
april march with los cincos
POP RIVETS
Elvis Costello and The Attractions Get Happy!

absolute connections

About a half hour ago, a woman with a 22oz from Super America crossed my path at 22nd and Garfield. As I looked up at her, I saw her smiling. She looked over at me and unexpectedly esteemed the night and offered me with question, "It feels beautiful, doesn't it?" I confirmed, "It's nice." Within seconds, a stranger made a human connection with me that meant more than a comment on how the air had warmed over the day. If only she had known that when she said that to me, that just seconds ago, before we approached each other and even as I looked up at her, that I was experiencing pure happiness of my own particular warmth. Ultimately, coming from a different human connection. "It feels beautiful, doesn't it?" "More than you know," would have been a more appropriate response but, "It's nice," explains it well too.

happy holidays!

softies, xmas gifts from germany, and snow that won't melt

so, i have been obsessed with a few different things lately:
ebay (making money)
etsy (buying stuff)
message boards (won't tell you which ones, my own world)
tea and toast (i ran out of spread yesterday, ug)
(double spice chai tea in the mornin')
love
my dreams project
my polka dot rubber boots (for the snow that won't melt)


friday is andrew bird
yes



Swedish craft is swedish cute. a woman behind the softies she makes.

your dreams are just as important to me as they are to you

i am working on a new project. i am trying not to think of it as daunting. i am excited over its profits. profits in the sense that we will benefit from sharing with one another - or rather people will be sharing with me and then i will share them with you. sort of like recycling out in honor of appreciation.

i have come up with the idea to share people's dreams. you know, the ones you have while your sleeping - the ones you cannot control because your unconscious is working like a banshee. whatever that means. anyhow, not the kinda dreams of aspiration. the dreams that make no sense, or tell the future, or make you realize that you're in love with your best friend. yeah, you know, those kind. or also, just dreams that you have that you can barely remember - a montage dream of sort. all kinds of dreams. i want them for my project. so, please don't worry - they are in safe hands. your dreams are as important to me as they are to you.

once i start getting submissions (which has actually happened already) i will start to catalog them in a old library catalog. typing them out and looking all fun and research like. i'll even find a getup of old librarian sort, get some stylish 50s glasses, and do my hair up - you know, when i am working on cataloging. to get into it. i already am into it though!

this is what you have to do right now:
think about your dreams and which ones you'd like to submit.
i am in the works of setting this up.
i will post a another announcement with the email address that you can send your dreams to.
it will be very easy and i am going to love every moment of it.
i will love all your dreams just as if they were my own.
also, please think of how you'd like to be listed. since this will be a library catalog you will be the author of your dream.
if you want to get creative, you can even make your own library catalog card with your dream on it and i will include it in the drawer as its own being. i will only touch it when i put it in as it will be your card, not a jean says creation - just a jean says inspiration.
also ha, think of a title to your dream. all books, articles, and things like that have titles. even you have a titile; your name. so, this dream catalog must title its' dreams.

sound good?
questions? send them over to me.

love and hugs,
jean says

i needed it right there on 35e

dear minnesota snow,

i was so moody yesterday. snow fell all over this past weekend and it's falling again today. yesterday though, i hadn't driven my car since saturday and so when i went out to my car so i could get on my way to my mother's, my car was mounded with snow and sorta wedged in a half like snow bank. so, with my weak mittens and my scraper i started to uncover my little black car. within 5 minutes, my little chubby fingers were so cold and my feet were throbbing from the chill that i had to run back into my apartment where i threw off my shoes and then put my hands under water. i was so moody. i was feeling hate over the snow and the cold. i didn't even think twice about how i was cursing and pouting at what is natural weather for minnesota. it was my choice to live here, you know. anyhow, i finished up my car and eventually got my car onto the road and attempted to get out of the cities. it seemed to take me forever to get out of them though. i ended up in st. paul (like i always do) to do errands and go to the mississippi market. i picked up my coffee, making me feel an ounce better, and headed out onto 35e. it was bumper to bumper for a bit. i was thinking that i'd never get out of the cities and into the woods. just as i was thinking this i looked over to my right for no reason - and what did i see - but it was my favorite house in st. paul! oh, a smile came across my face and i began to appreciate the snow and cold like i did last year and the year before. this will be my third winter here after moving here from sunny and warm california. if it wasn't for the snow, i wouldn't have seen that blinding aqua victorian home on the east side of st. paul. i would have never known that there is a view of it from the freeway. delightful. also, prior to seeing the house by surprise, i could not remember what street it was on. i was just driving by with ryan last year, exploring st. paul, and there it was in all it's beauty. so thank you, snow. you opened my eyes, made me smile, and i needed it right then at that moment on 35e.

love,
jean says
(lives in minneapolis, but seems to be in st. paul like all the time)


for those who are not snow,
i've been listening to
john and yoko's double fantasy
nick lowe's pure pop for now people
the kills keep your mean side
hayden's moving careful
thee headcoatees cessation
"dogs" by nina nastasia
elvis costello's almost blue
magic numbers first record (i am blanking on it's title). it's good.

bye for now.jean.

i am a very happy person lately

things i am excited about:

vampire weekend

UK magazine, Plan B

if only vampire weekend would come as far as MPLS i would be ever so happy
if it's still on the news stands you should pick up plan b's issue with scout niblett on the cover. that issue also has pete and the pirates in it.

Scout Niblett

that's all right now. gotta get to work.







meanie-haha

I had a lovely weekend (with THE TWINZ and AJ).


food we ate:
holy land (lunch)
chatterbox (late snacks)
seward cafe (breakfast)
pizza luce (dinner)
french meadow (breakfast)
Mississippi Market (snacks and coffee)
Everest on Grand (dinner)
O'Gara's (rollergirl afterparty)
Jasmine Deli

places we went:
midtown global market
The Walker (Frida exhibit and Brave New Worlds exhibit)
and then, you know that place that all tourists want to go to
duluth
westin downtown
stone arch bridge
minnehaha falls
sun ray thrift store
lotsa vintage shops
roy wilkins auditorium for the Rollergirls bout
rollergirl after party at O'Gara's (not my favorite place)
Cheapo
Lagoon to see Joe Strummer film (...and it was OK)
a walk around Uptown
...and other things.

no bosses

it seems like i want to word on this again.

reading;
sister souljah - no disrespect ( i am completely fascinated)
balzac and the little chinese seamstress (for book club)
woody allen - mere anarchy (haven't started yet)

i read into the wild twice before I saw it in the theaters. twice. enough said.

movies:
into the wild
brand upon the brain (at the parkway, makes me want to start my own cinema theater)
blow-up (at oak street)
darjeeling limited (twice, 2nd time with short included Part One: Hotel Chevalier)

dvd'ed:

werckmeister harmonies by bela tarr (completely amazed by this filmmaker and his process of storytelling)

tried to watch mike leigh's naked, but not really my kinda movie. attempted day for night, but. will have to finish later.
will see, the lives of others when it arrives in the mail via netflix tomorrow.
speaking of tomorrow-

CONTROL. Tomorrow night. I am excited.

harry dean stanton is now one of my heroes. after watching him in 1978's STRAIGHT TIME (with dustin hoffman) and then reading a recent interview in Stop Smiling's latest issue - I am convinced he's almighty. I must also mention that this issue is all on Los Angeles and all of it's film articles are great. especially the one on Billy Wilder and Ernst Lubitsch.

Stop Smiling: At what point did you being to pursue acting?
HDS: The Speech teacher was the director of the community theater connected to the college. I took a lot of speech lessons. He put me in a play -Pygmalion, I think it was. I did that and knew that's what I wanted to do. I didn't even finish college. I never wanted to finish any college or school. I started being rebellious at an early age. I didn't like any authority of any kind, including religion, God, or anybody. No Bosses.

"A Magazine for high-minded lowlifes."





extra stuff:
black tambourine - for ex lovers only
the shermans - plastic bouquet
airport girl - there's a crisis in your past
galaxie 500 - final day
comet gain - fingernailed for you
fat tuplips - the sweetest child
bmx bandits - i'm in such great shape


see ya,
jean

i can never go home anymore

i am tired

i went to duluth sunday, just 'cause, you know, just 'cause it's fun. it was a breathtaking 55-60 degrees out with a wind chill a little under 55 degrees. and that's all on the first of july! it was nice to get away from the choking heat and humidity minneapolis and st. paul assault us with.



IN MY DVD PLAYER:

big love, the first season

If...

to how you order to how you eat

the seward cafe is a great experience. to how you order, to how you are served, and to how you clean off your own plates...it is something i have never experienced in california. it is also collectively run. there are so many great ideologies behind many of the organizations/businesses of minnesota. my rating for seward is always 10. if you bring ryan there make sure you watch him if you offer some of your fruit cup to him! you might reach for a blueberry or an some of an orange and well, it will be gone. ha. sorry ryan, poke poke poke!


The Seward Cafe.

yesterday, we filmed for the Soap Factory's 10 sec film festival. this involved going to the library, looking at civil war soldier portraits, and then making copies. it also involved, a walk to get eggs on Lake St and Jim Morrison impressions.

Past 10 Second Film winners.




valuables but not valued

i really want to see a certain documentary. i remember ryan mentioning it to me last winter...knowing i would be interested....as i am an avid coffee drinker, but now i am concerned that i will not know when i will be able to see it. there is no release date for dvd, and it played last in the usa this past october...hmmm, it's called,

Black Gold.

i know its circuiting the world in festivals....come back here, please!

nice to see you

this weekend i went to my aunt and uncle's.
tonight when i got back into mpls,

I went to Pizza Luce,

and had this yummy stuff,

A touch of nostalgia, 1950s.

now, I am going to watch,

Grey Gardens.

A famous documentary of reclusion. this site is cool,

official fan site.

this is me on my weekend away,


ps
it was nice to see you this weekend:
my aunt
my uncle
my mom
my cats
ryan

pps my week coming. i am not sure if it will be nice to see you.

winking

my new project is, "Winking."



also, it is so horribly hot outside. it's making me cranky.

Today		Hi: 87° Lo: 67°
Cloudy
9 AM		76°
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Noon		82°
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6 PM		86°
Cloudy

Tomorrow Jun 14PM Thunderstorms	Friday Jun 15T-storms	Saturday Jun 16Clear	Sunday Jun 17Fair	Monday Jun 18T-storms
Hi: 86° Lo: 67°	Hi: 87° Lo: 64°	Hi: 86° Lo: 69°	Hi: 89° Lo: 69°	Hi: 81° Lo: 61°

as with it;
by jean says:

wink number 1

not sure if this makes me miss home, but its enough to question if i ever want to go back,

I don't know why it takes my friend, a room away, to tell me that many of my old haunts have closed their doors, or hmm, are about to:

News to me!

soap factory,

10sec film fest

andy sturdevant and i, we have a project(s). you should submit too!

tap tap

this is pretty cool,

Pete and the Pirates.

, more 'cause the their site it neatO.

c/o myspace:


if you just want a fast listen...

i belong in the uk, i swear.




drums and organ, let's dance (waiting for my man).

yesterday, at work a 16 yr old girl asked me if i was from the 70s. and i suggested that i look more like i am from the 60s. she agreed. she said, it's the hair. made this girl happy. sometimes, i can pull it off, i guess.

songs;
nice to see you, the left banke
keep on loving me honey, marvin gaye and tammi terrell
the mamas and the papas, dedicated to the one i love
THE KINKS, house in the country
pipas, south (remix)



so, i have been busy yes.
the last two weeks, arresting.
hard to explain, but a lot of it was adjusting, slowing down, and succumbing.

the end of last week, joyous. i saw smoosh and the pipettes thanks to,

Treehouse Records.

I snapped some photos, but the place was so crowded that I couldn't get to the front for better, less blurred shots. i brought dennis with and he seemed to love the novelty.

the pipettes.

smoosh.


saturday, a day with my mom. in the evening after watching joy division under review, i ran over to new granada to help with ryan's show. only two bands actually played full sets when cops showed. everyone was thrown out of the building, even that minneapolis rock(???) band who have a space on the first floor,


Chooglin'.

it was messy. if you know ryan, make sure he knows he is in your thoughts. what happened on saturday night is stressing and he needs OUR support. He's done a lot for the punk community in MPLS.



more songs,
mc5 - call me animal
the stooges, 1969
the velvet underground, i am waiting for my man

for the road, some chris montez for you:



i love you you imbecile

Pelle Carlberg.

That's all, my favorite sound right now.

I know I haven't written in a while. Be back soon.

things of st paul i will miss

ginko coffeehouse (not for the music they play). i will miss their vegan scones and dark roast coffee. I will miss the walk to the coffeehouse and I will miss the walk back with my coffee in hand.
the cute librarian at the hamline/midway location.


I WILL NOT miss Snelling/University. Hellishly always busy. I hate that intersection and I try to avoid it all costs.

i am ready to get back to something normal (my normal).

"kiss kiss molly's lips"

my apartment looks like i am moving? it's a disaster really. i need some of my own normalcy back. i am so looking forward to next week when i see a little bit of a routine. creatively, i am just having a hard time.
but i have been enjoying music; some songs-
dear nora - since you went away
acid house kings - paris
the brunettes - the record store
stereolab - nothing to do with me
the gentle waves - falling from grace

i really do love dear nora.

they live in long beach now? that's crazy. i miss that place i called home.

streets of fire - the new pornographers.
molly's lips - the vaselines (yes!)

too much twee, seriously!

ok, here she goes

the actual no one belongs here more than you site that everyone should click at

"we are in the land of lonely West Coast weirdos"

No One Belongs Here More Than You.

songs of the day:

Chiffons - One Fine Day (Live in Pittsburg)
The Raindrops - It's so Wonderful
Little Eva - Follow the Wind

may 28th is not just memorial day; for me.

moving friday.

I am excited, because I am working just three days this week. This move may be kinda easy. Anyone wanna come out and help on friday and get some things over to my new place? Please say yes.

thee ohsees

Maybe one of my favorite bands now. Saw them last night at Memory Lanes.


whitejazz opened.

I have a geetar and a keyboard. I will rule the world, he says...

Sorta feels like how this sounds, at high volume, with your headphones on. you know what i mean, i sing!

Control.

opened at cannes on the 17th.

Brand Upon the Brain.

i missed the live show of this in chicago. hope the film makes it to mpls sometime soooooon.

love is like an abacus?

chiffons - sweet talkin guy
neil young - mr. soul
johnny cash - gree, green grass of home
paul simon - me and julio down by the school yard
paul simon - me and julio down by the school yard (twice, ha!)
the kinks - end of the season
strawberry story - buttercups and daisys
suburban kids with biblical names - funeral face
another sunny day - the centre of my little world
the gentle waves - let the good times begin
loons - ne sois pas si bete
april march - cet air-la
talulah gosh - just a dream
black tambourine - for ex-lovers only
the monochrome set - adeste fideles
stereolab - transona five
the velvet underground - after hours
lee hazelwood - run boy run
??? - (just like an) abacus (((singer unknow, dunno whoooooooo ssssssiings this!!!)))))))
Rindaldi sings - Miles away (new singer guy iiiiii liiiiiiike) yup.
The Crystals - Da Doo Ron Ron

this morning, minnesota is like the tropics!

a favorite to hail from mpls,

" The quirky universe of The Electric Arc Radio Show."

student planner

My student planner 1997-1998.



sept 20, 1997
cleaned room
rode bikes to jon's house with justin
linzy met us at del taco
went to my house and watched pulp fiction
played chinese checkers

sept 21, 1997
watched 8 hours of anne of green gables and anne of avonlea
twins came over and we finished our lab report

sept 22, 1997
math
english - get catcher in the rye
linzy went to the grocery store
talked to adam on the phone...he's really sensitive.

sept 23, 1997
math
read pg 1-16 of catcher in the rye
began reading 'metamorphasis" franz kafka.

sept 24, 1997
student club idea: underclass

sept 26, 1997
saw the game with adam, justin, linzy, and the twins
went to vinyl and got a beck 7" i don't have

sept 27, 1997
saw young pioneers in pasadena

sept 28, 1997
ween
at the el rey
played for almost 3 hrs

oct 1, 1997
today was a bad day
justin went w/me to buy my mom a bday gift
we got j-walking tickets

in need of study

all this time i have been spending cleaning up, packing, and dealing with decisions in, "financial strife," i have forgotten to...read? it's been a month since i have actually read anything that comes in a form of binding. well, i have read magazines, but i am talking about book binding....literature at best, fiction, truths, life tales, antic dotes, love stories, make ups, tall tales, fantasies, dreams.....ya, i am having a crisis here - to the point where i feel lost...i picked up a book tonight as it passed into a box and i felt a despairing gasp creep onto my beingness. guess, you know what i will do soon...so, you reader friends, any suggestions?

as for now, take a look

at my library thing account!

before i picked up the book of reminding intellect neglect, i had a striking paranoia anxiety at the computer. it's not much to get into, just me, not really sure of what i am sure of. when i feel uneasy...or ...or in a moment of suspicion...or in the depths of disappointments...i can act hastily. i stopped breathed, started laundry, and kept busy. and then i thought about my mom! oh this is gooooooooooood! she is getting out of the hospital on saturday! two whole months and she will be back on her feet (calling me for sure when something is on her mind!) and I am so happy about it...Quite a relief. Some best news too since it seems that I am stricken with strife at no end...strifes in many ways...one being that sprung my anxiety...i am getting better at trusting....just need to let go and be open. so, i tell myself no need to jump up and scream! yup, i am getting better at trusting when it's the only thing tangible in a situation that is untouchable......

oh and you know what's better?

jean says at the keys!

now, if i can just get this resume and cover letter down for the upper position at work, i will be merry.

-jeanserhenderforeverreyesays

all the way to your island of rain

It's only natural that I start up one of these again. to mark a new dawning.

Life is moving, changing, and woohoo, starting all over.

My life
in two year tides
presents itself again. May 28 is my two years in Minnesota.

St. Paul has been nice to me.

keep going
to where my life leads.

i say hullo
only cause it's just over the river. to mpls.

ps mr. andrew bird was aaaaaammmaaazzing!

pps i want to live on an island where it rains, rains, rains.