The Business Backpack

My dad is kind of a weird guy. Last summer, when I was getting ready to move to SF, I spent a day basically tagging along with him as he wandered around Seattle theoretically “running errands” but mostly looking for an excuse to drive my GTI and go to Costco. 

That’s where I encountered The Business Backpack.

So, my dad’s number one hobby is hanging out at Costco, and I’m not making that up. I also love Costco so I didn’t mind going with him to see what weird ass adventure it would be.

I lost track of him for a while and just sat by the cart waiting for him to come back. And sure enough, my dad comes up and looks super stoked about a backpack he’d found, and put it in the cart.

Now… My dad has like a fuckton of bags and backpacks because he travels a lot, so I asked why he needed a backpack. He literally had a packpack with him while he was holding his next potential backpack. 

He said, as though it is the most obvious thing in the world, that it’s going to be his “business backpack.”

When I then asked what the fuck a “business backpack” is, he said “for when I need to go business backpacking, duh.”

He then wandered off, chuckling to himself and repeating “business backpack.”


He bought the backpack and later mailed it to me AT MY JOB because he “found a different backpack” and “thought I needed a professional backpack.”

I now own a business backpack.

Dank Meme Dad strikes again.

The Lonely Noldor Guide to Los Angeles


I unfortunately left the Internet as a whole hanging when it comes to The Lonely Noldor Guide to Los Angeles, but I have been so busy recently that I just… Well, didn’t have time. You will have to take my word that the trip was very fun, Los Angeles is full of amazing food, and the weather was unbearably warm.


Spoiler Alert: I Went to L.A.

As you can see, Los Angeles has palm trees, just like in the movies! Unfortunately this means that it is the kind of environment in which palm trees grow, which is to say, it is oppressively baking hot. I’ll return to my hatred for too-hot weather, in a bit, but it is sufficient to say that I don’t believe it ever got below 80°F at any point in time, even at 2:30AM. Apparently that’s not something about which you can complain to A Manager™ because it’s Weather™ and not A Personal Attack™.

— Me, Probably


Blackline, Ssleeperhold and Surachai @ Teragram Ballroom // Breakroom 86

I was interested to see Blackline, a project that is heavily associated with Nitzer Ebb, who I love, but the venue (Teragram Ballroom) was really, really warm and I ended up leaving early, despite the fact that Blackline was actually really good. I didn’t see the others, because…

…It was very important to go drink a fruity cocktail at Breakroom 86, which was this crazy secret and well air-conditioned arcade themed bar with an ice cream truck parked on the (third story) patio, where I met up with Eric, who’d been doing karaoke.

Eric’s brother showed me pictures of his dog. Success.



Architect, Night Club, Philipp Strobel & Rhys Fulber @ Union


Night Club is fantastic — I’m 100% here for more women in industrial/electronic music

Fun Fact: I didn’t realize Eric was in this shot because spooky goth people blend in to the dark background of any given nightclub (shocking, right?), but TA-DAAA! a little bit of Photoshop Magic (read: “I cropped it”) and suddenly I can pretend I’m a brilliant photographer and that this wasn’t accidental. BRILLIANCE.

This was a really, really fun event — I was shocked that I’d never heard of Night Club before that evening when they were so awesome, I enjoyed Architect as much as I did last time, while trying to round people up to drink shots of tequila I came around a corner too fast and literally ran into Rhys Fulber (of Front Line Assembly) who seemed amused by the whole thing, and meeting Daniel Myer (of Architect, but also Haujobb) was delightful. He’s hilarious and fun, which was a pleasant surprise; I’d always thought he seemed very serious. IT’S AN ACT, HE’S REALLY NICE.

Basically, I’d gone down to Los Angeles with rather little in the way of plans other than seeing a few bands at venues I had never been to with mostly people I don’t know. MOSTLY.


Except Eric, who is clearly thrilled to be in my presence at all times

Legend of Zelda: The Phantom Happy Hour Glass

Nothing but high quality jokes from the Hero of Cocktail Time

Despite wondering whether Los Angeles is located on the literal surface of the Sun, I was able to handily distract myself with industrial music (as above) and a truly baffling array of actual speakeasies, but also a bunch of great happy hours.

Saving Hyrule, one daiquiri at a time

Since it was amazingly hot and I had nothing to do, I spent a bunch of time at various bars with sweet, sweet air conditioning, playing Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild and day-drinking. I very much enjoyed the cool, dark interior of The Library Bar, which had a great happy hour and was very charming.


Get it? It’s a library, but it’s also a bar!

Eventually I had to move on and was too lazy to do anything but go directly next door to have some iced tea while I wasted time running around Hyrule looking for Koroks instead of showing Fireblight Ganon what the deal is with him being Not Welcome in Hyrule Any More™.  One beer and several failed attempts later, the Hero of Time (that’s me, for those of you playing along at home) managed to get her act together enough to do some actual Saving of Hyrule.

The Hero of Ain’t Nobody Got Time for That and her Trusty Beer


Wherein I ride the subway

It’s about to get weird on the Metro

I took the subway a grand total of once while I was in Los Angeles, and had the most baffling experience I’ve had in a long time. I sat down, and at the very next stop, a well-dressed, clean-cut dude in a very expensive suit carrying a Coach handbag that had THREE CHIHUAHUAS IN IT tried to sell me drugs. I declined his offer, and he was super polite and let me pet his dogs, then went to peddle his wares elsewhere.

I feel that was peak Los Angeles, and have included a representational picture of a chihuahua drug dealer to explain how this all made me feel.


I did a lot of playing dress-up for no real reason. It was great.
Please enjoy a few pictures of  my Fluevogs 
and my eyebrows.


Coffee and Zelda, More Coffee without Zelda, and a random milkshake



I don’t remember the name of this café, but their cold brew was stellar


Los Angeles, I’m not sure whether I was wrong about you — being from Seattle I will have to go to my grave saying Los Angeles sucks… But joking aside I had a good time, I’ll try to return when it’s not a billion degrees outside and I will leave you with a screenshot of a map that cracked me up.



Hopefully it will not be months and months before I update again. It certainly feels good to have finished sharing the trip I took in JULY now that it’s ALMOST OCTOBER.

The Lonely Noldor Guide to Los Angeles: Day Zero


So I’ve decided to take a little trip before I get super hardcore back into Job Hunting™ and I find myself in Los Angeles. It’s hot here. It was hot at night, my flight from San Francisco was delayed and it took a while to get to my hotel, but I’m here as of yesterday night.

While waiting for my delayed flight I also cracked a joke about finding a flight….


…that wasn’t delayed (get it? a flight?) at the wine bar at SFO and the bartender apparently liked this atrocious joke so much that he discounted my order. Score? Or maybe he felt sorry for me because my sense of humor is so horrible.



Today I’ve been lounging around and had lunch, but I’m going to brave the city and find some adult beverages, possibly see some industrial music, and report back.



Doing Things

I exist, somehow!

Making an attempt to “leave the house” and “be social” and “see my friends” has been moderately successful. We shall see how successful I continue to be, but…

Went to a show with Starr, who looks like she’s scandalized by something I’m saying 

Serious Business Industrial Music Club

I met a tiny dog 

I read Tolkien and drank fruity cocktails 

Body Repairs

Starting physical therapy for my useless right arm. I’ve been basically incapacitated by RSI related pain and weakness in it for months. Here’s hoping that it will help!

Muscle work and stuff has been done and strange tape applied. It’s really achy but it doesn’t feel as impossible to use as usual.

Also this adhesive tape stuff is weirdly supportive? I’m surprised.

Yes, Hello

What a month April has been.

I was excited to make a fresh start with this blog and get everything rolling, with a bunch of artistic energy and then 48 hours in my cat died and everything went to hell. I kept it up for a while trying to distract myself with art but… well, that worked out great, right? Yeah.

I’m still barely even coming to terms with that. How can he be gone? And I just found out that Suna, my ex-partner’s cat – the one Fëanor was living with – just passed away as well, but this was more expected, as she was very old and in not the best of health. It hurts; I loved Suna very much and she was a good friend to Fëanor.

Here’s hoping that May will bring better things. I have so many big ideas and I need to get the ball rolling again. The future will bring lots of writing about Tolkien, more art if my RSI allows me to draw as much as I like to — before it got really bad, I had grand ideas about doing live-stream art sessions! — and various other bits and pieces from my world as I try and hammer out what this blog is going to be. 

So I’m still alive and kicking, I guess.