day in the pants

a day in her pants: the posh deluxe interview with erin davis

residents of pants world, today i present to you: miss erin davis!

i know the picture is blurry, but i feel like it perfectly captures the essence of erin. the girl is like a modern day audrey hepburn, stylish and sophisticated, whimsical and overflowing with creativity.

i met erin back in 2004 when she moved to austin as a fresh faced college graduate. i immediately admired the fact that she was a painter, a *real* painter, who worked hard to get her pieces into galleries and shows. i treasure artistic friends, both for their unique perspectives as well as the hope that their creativity will rub off on me, and erin made an excellent addition to my “collection.” she just made it look so EASY, creating massive acrylic masterpieces out of the rich marriage of music and her imagination. the girl picked up the bow to her cello and instantly joined about ten different local bands. a month after she moved to austin, she was already making waves.

recently, i’ve been able to spend more time with erin, and i couldn’t be more delighted. she’s the girlie girl’s dream friend, always up for martinis, bike rides and tea parties. in fact, she recently sent me an email proposing that we take a troop beverly hills camping trip, complete with fondue and (i’m hoping) high end designer tents. yeah, this is where i pat myself on the back for my exquisite taste in friends.

on that note, let’s get the interview started! it’s cookie time (cookie time)!

so, erin. i found out the other day that you grew up in arlington. what was yr childhood like? yr family?

I’m the oldest of three kids (my brother Michael, 24 and half-sister Cara, 14) and a first-generation Texan.  My mom and dad met in California when he got drafted to the L.A. Lakers and she was Tina Turner’s business manager. 

whoah whoah WHOAH. i have to stop you right there. yr mom managed tina turner?!!! SPILL IT!!!

So my mom, having grown up in Los Angeles, apparently used to hang out with rock stars (Jim Morrison gave her a book of his poetry and she was friends with Jefferson Airplane).  At one point, she was working at a law firm that was handling Tina’s divorce from Ike.  My mother being the skillful and wonderful person that she is, won Tina over completely and was offered the job of Tina’s business manager (which my mom says involved making sure everyone got paid).  I rented “What’s Love Got to Do with It” starring Angela Bassett as Tina Turner, but couldn’t find any character who was supposed to be my mom.

um. that is amazing. ok, back to yr regularly scheduled interview…

They (my parents) moved around a few times after they first got married, following my dad’s basketball career (They spent one b-ball season in Anchorage, AK when he played for the CBA.) until the Mavericks were formed in 1980, bringing them to the Dallas area.

erin and her little bro, rocking the navy and red. seriously, WHERE CAN I GET THOSE OVERALLS? also i love how you can see grown-up erin’s reflection in the glass.

My parents (and thus, my extended family) come from two very different places- my dad was the middle of five kids born and raised in small town Pennsylvania where his dad (Grandpa Ed) was a steel mill worker and the Davis brood could be found every Sunday at the Catholic church; my mom and her younger sister, my middle-namesake Sandra Adelle, grew up in Los Angeles where Grandpa Norman worked in Hollywood (and did until he retired this year at 91 years old).  Summertime in Pennsylvania involved lots of cousins crowded into my grandparent’s house, trips to the penny candy store down the block and the entire town of Monaca shutting down to host a sequence of Brad Davis themed events (including a golf tournament, basketball camp and athletic banquet).  On the flip-side, summers in California can be summarized in three words: Crazy (but sweet) Jewish Relatives.  This cast of characters includes my grandpa’s bookie brother, Uncle Earl, grandma’s brother-in-law Uncle Jerry who, until Mike & I were teenagers, would chase us around the house and “bite our tushis,” and, of course, the infamous Grandma Lorraine (see below).

My mom was the coolest (and still is) of all my friend’s parents.  She always wore high heels (even to the gym), had big blond hair, long red fingernails and regularly attended arena rock (AC/DC, Poison, Aerosmith, etc.) shows.  As a result, memories of my childhood are set against the backdrop of 80’s hair metal classics like Bon Jovi’s “Bad Medicine” (which Mom would sing when giving Michael or I cough syrup) and Aerosmith’s “Dude Looks Like a Lady” (which Mom serenaded our cat Oliver with, as he was especially pretty for a boy cat).  It was no surprise to anyone when, after she and my dad split up in 1991, she began dating (and eventually married) Kenny, a hair metal drummer (His bands, DT Roxx and Stiff, opened for groups like White Snake when they’d do club tours through Texas.).

erin and her totally awesome, hair metal-loving, high heel-wearing, tina turner-knowing mom.

so yr mom managed tina turner AND regularly attended arena hair metal shows? SHE IS MY NEW HERO. speaking of heroes, i’ve heard some great stories about yr grandmother, and now i totally want to meet her. can you share a few of yr favorite gems about her?

 

Oh,  Grandma Lorraine.  This could be a blog all on its own.  If I was going to write a book of short stories about her (which I may someday), I would title the chapters as follows: “Why All the Waiters in California Hate Grandma Lorraine,” “Grandma Flies to Vegas, Spends All Her Money in the Airport Gift Shop, and Flies Back the Same Day,” “Grandma Denounces Jesus on Christmas Day (Because She Can’t Remember the Words to “O Come All Ye Faithful”),” “Grandma Gets Us a Free Stay at a San Diego Hotel for Endlessly Complaining to the Staff That Her Pillow Smells Like Urine,” and “Grandma & Scott Baio are the Godparents to Twin Boys Who Will Need Lots of Therapy.”

Her most recent antics have my grandfather (who half-jokingly threatens justifiable homicide whenever he speaks of his wife of 61 years) trying to bring on his own death.  (See the transcript below I’ve put together of a phone conversation between my Grandma and my mother)

Mom: [after having talked with Grandma several minutes already] So can I talk to Dad?
Grandma: [shouting] Norman!  Norman, Michele wants to talk to you. [Long pause]  He said he can’t come to the phone.
Mom:  Why not?  What is he doing?
Grandma: [shouting] Norman, she wants to know what you’re doing. [Another long pause]  He’s laying on the living room floor.
Mom:  What?!  Is he okay?  Why is he laying on the floor?
Grandma: [shouting] Norman, she wants to know why you’re on the floor.  [Yet another long pause]  He says he wants to die.

Yes folks, my Grandfather had so much of Grandma that he literally laid down on their living room floor and attempted to will himself to die.  But honestly, most people who’ve spent more than ten minutes with Grandma reach that “Jesus, take me now” moment.

grandma lorraine looks just as sassy in person as i imagined.

the woman is obviously a legend for a reason. sweet fancy moses! yr poor grandfather…

since yr dad was a basketball player, did you spend a lot of time going to games and hanging out with the players? i can totally picture you as the cute little unofficial mascot for the team. i know you played basketball as well… did you do it because it runs in yr family, or because you really enjoyed it?

My dad was in the NBA for 15 years (12 of which he was point guard for the Dallas Mavericks) so I definitely grew up with it.  I was the first Maverick baby (none of the other guys on the team had families yet) and spent much of my childhood in Reunion Arena where I honed the art of sleeping through the noise of a pro sporting event.  I had little personal interest in basketball when I was young, packing what I termed my “Bored Bag” (complete with books and art supplies) whenever we’d go to games.  That said, I really enjoyed the guys on my dad’s team.  I remember the year we hosted the Mavericks Christmas Party at our house and a series of 6-foot-something players streamed into our foyer, ducking to get through the doorway.  It definitely made for a unique upbringing which, of course, included yearly speaking engagements at my school where Dad would talk about work ethic and perseverance.

My parents forced me into YMCA basketball when I was 12, which I didn’t care for and in which I had no natural ability.  I continued to play until I was 15, though, mostly because my friends did.  I never got very good at it; I was an anomaly- a point guard who couldn’t handle the ball.  My skill set was limited to shooting three pointers (which I was surprisingly good at), taking charges (I was great at getting knocked down.) and re-filling the team’s water bottles (I like to help.).

Through a miscommunication with our athletic director, I got roped into coaching girls basketball at my previous school where my team ended up winning the district championship.  As it turns out, I’ve learned quite a bit about basketball (i.e. technique, drills, plays, etc.) through osmosis and, while my own talent is questionable, I can actually coach pretty well.  My family finds this endlessly entertaining, laughing uncontrollably at the thought of their daughter, who spent her years on the court saying “excuse me” to her opponents, now teaching kids to box-out and grab for rebounds.

erin is so tiny compared to her maverick dad. FYI I LOVE THIS PICTURE.

when and how did you discover yr passion for art?

My maternal grandfather and my mom’s younger sister are/ were both gifted artists.  Grandpa taught drawing at Carnegie Mellon (back when it was Carnegie Tech) and is an accomplished stained glass artist.  When I showed an affinity for art when I was little, my grandfather was instrumental in nurturing that interest, encouraging me to take classes and always keep drawing.  As a 4-year old, I remember thinking that all I wanted to be when I grew up was an artist.  I had a Crayola swing set in my backyard, a crayon collection (a giant metal popcorn bucket filled with crayons) and would spend afternoons with my paints in front of the TV making “happy little trees” along with Bob Ross.

When I took a more musical route during my teenage years, I briefly thought I’d go into music (as a band director- haha), but while I was at Baylor I ended up changing my major to art and never felt more at home than when I was in the studio building.

how long have you been playing the cello? do you write yr own music sometimes?

While I technically started with the cello when I was 10, I took a hiatus (to venture into the land of woodwind instruments) until I was 20, at which point I randomly decided to pick up the cello again.  By this time, though, I’d forgotten everything I’d learned and essentially took to playing entirely by ear.  To this day, it’s the one instrument I play that I do not know how to tune, do not know the proper fingerings for and prefer to tell people “I’m not a cello player; I’m a girl who owns a cello.”  Despite my lack of formal training, I’ve held my own with nearly 10 different bands and/or recording projects, including Balmorhea, Zookeeper and Moth! Fight!

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check out miss no formal training parents playing with balmorhea.

As for writing my own music, I usually just write my own parts to songs others compose (never a whole song by myself).  I attempted to write a song on my ukulele last week and, after strumming my choice chords for about 30 minutes, realized I’d just “written” Camera Obscura’s “Happy New Year.”  Oops.

what were you like in high school?

I was the quintessential band nerd.  By high school, I played clarinet, bass clarinet and baritone saxophone and was in five different ensembles at any given time; and if that’s still not nerdy enough for you, I was also the band president who dated the drum major my senior year.  Say what you will about band nerds, but we were a close-knit bunch and, when my high school reunion rolls around in 2 more years, they’ll be the only ones I’m truly interested to see again.  Wearing 6 inch feathers on your head will bond you to people for life.

At some point, though, I managed to find a spare, non-band moment to get into speech and debate, which I took to immediately.  My specialty was Lincoln-Douglas debate and, with the black Petite Sophisticate suit my step-mom got me for Christmas, I swept the local tournament circuit.  My biggest thrill was going into my rounds and meekly introducing myself to my opponent (I can come across pretty quiet, especially initially) only to rip through the case once the debate had begun.  I even made a girl cry once- It was awesome.

awww! feel the band nerd love!

wow, i just realized that almost everyone i’ve interviewed on this blog was a band nerd. even my dad. where all my drama geeks at?!!

so, what made you decide to attend baylor for college? what was yr undergraduate experience like?

I chose Baylor because a) It was a private school (and, being so, I assumed it would be more “serious” and “quiet”) and b) my dad said I’d get cold if I went to Penn State.  Nowhere in my selection process did “largest Baptist university in the world” enter into the equation and thus I won the distinct honor of being un-churched freshman.  It was no longer good enough that I was a nice person because, in this world, if you weren’t a church member with a daily quiet time, you weren’t truly “good.”  My musical tastes became suspect to my conservative roommates (but, honestly, it was Dave Matthews- pretty suspect indeed) and I was the butt of many dorm jokes when I couldn’t find the “Book of Scriptures” in my Bible.  (Note to Christians: You/ we throw around ‘Scriptures says,’ without qualifying that it is the term used for all Biblical content.  To people who don’t know better, it could be (and has been) very confusing, just FYI.)  I nearly transferred after my freshman year until three significant things happened…

1) I began attending UBC (a church in Waco) where I met some of the most delightfully foul-mouthed but kind-hearted people I’ve ever known.  Their actions (not their words) convinced me to rethink my views on Christianity and, as a result, I was enveloped by this loving and accepting group.  It was at UBC that I was baptized (at the age of 20) and eventually served as a deacon.

erin’s “lunch bunch” group in college, 2003. note michelle, another poshdeluxe reader, in the pink shirt.

2) I discovered “Traveling Mercies” by Anne Lamott.  Her personal accounts of her flawed, grace-filled life gave me hope and encouragement for my own.  I bought it at the Baylor Bookstore (having heard it recommended by my favorite Lit professor) and couldn’t believe that our campus bookstore would sell a book that contained the graphic language and situations that this one did.  I got to meet Lamott at a book signing in Austin three years ago and I almost burst into tears when she said “hello.”

3) I became an art major.  After switching (get ready for this) from music education to English to museum studies to telecommunications, I eventually found my way “home” to the art department.  I settled on art education specifically (because Dad said I needed to be able to make a living at art and I can’t graphic design my way out of a paper bag) and spent the next four years taking great classes like lithography, oil painting and metal sculpture (I can weld!).

 

tell me about some of yr artwork. how would you describe yr style? do you have a favorite piece that you’ve created?

I’ve had the most experience (i.e. exhibitions, awards, etc.) in painting, which started as oils but then evolved into acrylics and watercolors (because they’re less expensive and dry faster).  Most people are surprised that I work in a very loose, organic and largely non-representational style (Think Jackson Pollock.) as I am a fairly neurotic, orderly person.  The first series of paintings I did were all based on songs that I’d listen to repeatedly during the painting process and were all non-objective and on wood panels (very, very heavy to hang).  My painting has changed a bit over the years, one of my biggest influences being my ex-husband and fellow painter Ben.  We did several joint exhibitions together and used to paint collaboratively on a regular basis, so it was only natural that our styles began to rub off on one another.  He’s incredibly talented, especially with colors and layering and I’ve tried for a long time to achieve something similar.

My favorite painting was one of the first in my Epiphany series (the one I mentioned above), painted to a song by a band I loved in college called Quiet, Lovely.  It’s at my dad’s house in Arlington, as my step-mother refuses to part with it.

a piece from the epiphany series entitled, “you could save me.”

for the past few years, you’ve worked as an art teacher. how do you instill an appreciation for art in children? what are some of yr favorite classroom activities?

I have been teaching art in schools for a little over 4 years now and I still wake up excited to go to work.  I have taught all ages, but I really enjoy working with smaller kids, as they have that great balance of unabashed creativity and unlimited inhibitions.  I’m adamantly opposed to “popsicle stick and cotton ball” artsy-craftsy things (even for 1st graders) and prefer instead to teach my students about the fundamentals of art, including art history and technique.  It’s an age-old lesson in drawing, but one of my favorite things to teach has always been shading to create form (i.e. using shading to make objects appear 3-dimensional).  It’s a discipline and the kids groan when they’re making their value scales, but when they finally apply it to a drawing they have that invaluable “a-ha” moment that makes it all worth it.  And, of course, there’s clay.  As an art teacher, you can’t go wrong with clay.  The kids love it- It’s like glorified mud.

unlike my friend becky, who is an art teacher at a public school, you’ve been working for private schools. do you think you have more funding and opportunities for art in a private setting? or is it the opposite? are there stricter guidelines in terms of curriculum?

I did my student teaching a public junior high in Waco where our entire student body was comprised of kids who came from the surrounding government project housing and it was one of the most powerful teaching experiences of my life.  When I moved to Austin in 2005, there weren’t any openings in AISD for art teachers and so I ended up with a private school in Southwest Austin where I stayed for 3 years and taught 1st- 8th grade art.  Going from my school in Waco, where we only had number 2 pencils and printer paper for art supplies, to a school with a seemingly endless art budget, my head was spinning.  I struggled for a while with the guilt of working with a privileged culture of students who I didn’t feel needed me as much as my inner-city Waco kids.  However, after about a year at the private school, I realized that these students had their own needs.  One of the things I’m able to talk to my private school kids about is the care of their supplies, explaining to them how fortunate they are to have what they do.  Last year, when my students broke the electric pencil sharpener I made them use the cheap, plastic hand-held ones to teach them a lesson.

an erin davis watercolor, entitled, “there’s always another.”

This is my first year at my new school, also a private school in Southwest Austin, where I am the Fine Art Director in addition to the grammar school art teacher.  In this role, I oversee the curricula for all the fine arts disciplines (drama, art, music, etc.) and am passionate about having a strongly academic department where our kids become true masters of their discipline (and don’t just paint “pretty pictures” or sing “pretty songs”).  An additional challenge at this new school is our more limited funding.  Private schools get their money through grants, but mainly through tuition and, being at a school that charges significantly less than my previous one, our budget is far more modest and impacts what we’re able to purchase.  Determining our budget and apportioning it amongst our fine arts teachers (grades K-9) was another of my fun jobs at department head, but it has certainly taught me to be resourceful.

tell me about blowing glass, because THAT IS AMAZING!

I first became interested in glassblowing my freshman year of college when I took  Art Appreciation for Non-Majors (back in my telecommunications days) and my professor showed us the documentary “Chihuly Over Venice” which chronicled glass artist Dale Chihuly’s creation and installation of chandeliers around Europe.  When I turned 21, my dad and step-mother took me to Seattle for my birthday gift where I went to the Museum of Glass in Tacoma (home to Chihuly’s Bridge of Glass) and the open house at Pilchuck Glass School.  It was at this point that I determined I would return the next year to Pilchuck as a student.  My time at Pilchuck was unlike anything I’d ever experienced before.  I lived on an artist commune in the middle of Washington state along with 100 other glass artists where there was constantly art being made.  I worked alongside some amazingly talented people and fortified my passion for glass.

I’ve been out of the “glass scene” for a few years now (having focused more on painting and music), but, after practically stalking the folks at Wimberley Glassworks with regular trips to their hot shop, I decided to enroll in glassblowing classes through Austin Art Glass.  Also, in switching to a school without a 401K, I cashed in what I’d accrued at my old school and put it aside for tuition at either Penland or Haystack- two craft schools in the Appalachians that offer glassblowing. My co-workers tease me that I  just like working in a well-heated environment, but it’s really the idea that you’re taking natural materials- sand, fire and air- and making something spectacular and beautiful.

i’ve heard that you are a future inhabitant of jessica’s sprawling old cat lady mansion. with that said, tell me about yr favorite kitty, stella.

My mother gets credit for making me a cat lady.  She has managed vet clinics for almost 20 years and has owned  about 10 cats now (not including the strays she feeds regularly and the ones she rescues from the sides of highways).  She is the original cat lady.  While I only have one cat, I must say that she is a great one- Miss Stella Artois, the fabulous tabby.  Stella is a Taurus who enjoys putting her toy mice in her water dish, licking herself in front of company and eating cheese.  Jessica dubbed her a Fancy Kitteh (a distinction that only Jessica can truly make) and I feel like she lives up to her title.  One of her quirks that I enjoy most is a certain meow she does when she’s in another room and desires your company.  It sounds like she’s saying “Hello?  Hello?” and will continue to do so until you find her so lonely and pitiful that you go into said other room and scratch her chin (which is what she ultimately wants).

hello? hello? i iz fancy kitteh. plz to scratch ma chin? kthx.

what is yr secret power?

The ability to attain a chill in even the most temperate climates.  I am perpetually cold and, as a result, frequently dress unseasonably (see below questions) and keep a space heater under my desk at work year-round (which has caused almost daily breaker shortages in my office).

do you sleep in jimjams? what kind?

In the summer, it’s nothing special- just a tank top and shorts, but in the cooler months (which for me includes any temperatures below 70 degrees) you would think I was going to be sleeping in an igloo.  This super-cozy, maximally heat trapping uniform involves: a pair of NBA sweatpants, a Beaver Valley Heating & Air Conditioning (my aunt & uncle’s business) sweatshirt, a pair of green wool socks and countless under layers for extra padding.  Like I said before, I get cold really easily.

what is yr #1 favorite food?

Like the lovely Posh, my heart belongs to macaroni and cheese.  My favorites can be found at Lambert’s BBQ on 2nd Street and Galaxy Cafe (where you also have to order a side of sweet potato french fries).  Oceanspray’s jellied cranberry sauce (yes, the kind that comes out shaped like the can) runs a close second, as I have been known to consume an entire can in one sitting.

what is yr top restaurant recommendation in austin? what’s the best thing on the menu?

Everybody should know about Buenos Aires Cafe on S. 1st.  If you still didn’t go after Trish recommended it in her interview, now you really have to make a trip because it is some bona-fide tasty business.  My former bandmates took me there after what was perhaps the worst show we ever played and ordered me the gnocchi, a.k.a. my favorite thing on the menu.  Also, their desserts are not to be missed.

tell me about yr top area of expertise.

That would be saw-playing.  A friend of mine played one at a show a few years ago and I was instantly enamored, insisting that he teach me.  I went out the following week and purchased my very own 26″ saw from Ace Hardware (for $9) and proceeded to torture the cat and anyone within a five-mile radius with the piercing shrieks.  The saw is one of those instruments that you have to practice at for quite a while before you can play in public without being stoned.  Eventually, I debuted the saw and have since played and recorded it with several groups.

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the cello AND the saw? erin’s like dick van dyke at the beginning of “mary poppins”!!!

what was yr favorite item of clothing as a child?

I had a gray Dallas Mavericks sweatshirt that my father had given me which I wore every single day (along with a pair of knee-length jean shorts) for nearly 4 straight months without fail.  And did I mention that it was during the summer?  Yeah, I was the weird girl with the chili-bowl haircut rocking a sweatshirt in 100-degree temperatures.  The sweatshirt met an untimely end when my father accidentally spilled coffee on it, staining it irreparably.

what erin failed to mention is that she started rocking hipster fashion at an early age. check that izod and those headphones!!

what was yr favorite toy as a child? (the moody bonus question)

I had, hands down, the best dollhouse of all my friends, which consumed countless hours of my childhood.  It had 12 rooms, working lights, took up a third of my bedroom, and was home to my dollhouse family, The McDonalds’.  My friends and I used to act out elaborate story lines with the dolls, which I’d then put into short stories (which were blatant Judy Blume rip-offs).  The dollhouse is still taking up space at my dad’s house in Arlington and every time I visit he petitions me to take it back to Austin with me.

what do you plan on doing when you’re 80?

Living in Washington state, where I get to make art, hang out in the local hot shops and play music.  Jessica has to come with me, of course, as we have a plan to live in a house filled with cats where we host regular fancy kitty tea parties (where the tea is actually gin and tonic).

if you could assemble yr own ocean’s 11, who would you pick and why?

Jessica would document the adventure in a best-selling novel; Sarah would keep us on schedule while providing snacks; Matt would smooth talk us out of (or into) almost any situation; Amber would create diversions with her dramatic flair; My brother Mike, the M.B.A., would funnel the spoils of our heist; Ben would make us the perfect iTunes mix of “Songs to Heist To”; My friend John from Pilchuck would be in charge of torches; Jenkies would be our make-up artist to keep us incognito; Coop would utilize her red-headed powers of seduction; Tyler (a professional copywriter) would compose our ransom notes and handle our PR; My friend Lauren would be our legal counsel; My mom would be our moral support (because my mom is the best).  And, as both the Marfa & Terlingua PD can attest, I would be our get-away driver.

erin and oceans 11 member jessica at prada marfa. don’t let their provocative poses fool you– they’re secretly casing the joint.

what is yr best karaoke song?

I’ve only done karaoke once and it was Elton John & KiKi Dee’s “Don’t Go Breakin’ My Heart” at Pete & Joy’s wedding reception.  With adequate prompting and pressuring, I would do it again- but would most likely stick to other Elton classics like “Bennie & The Jets” and “Tiny Dancer.”

do people ever tell you that you look like someone famous? who?

I’ve gotten: Hilary Swank, Paige Davis (from ‘Trading Spaces’) and a young Carol Burnett, but the one I get most is Lacey Chabert (of “Party of Five” and “Mean Girls”).  In high school, the popular kids called me Claudia (Chabert’s character on “Party of Five”), as in: “Hey, ask Claudia what she got on number eight.”

tell me something scandalous!

When I was 15, a group of friends (both guys & girls) and I played Laser Tag in our underwear at Triangle Bowl in Arlington.  Sorry Mom.

don’t be sorry, erin, cos that story is awesome.

thanks for letting me interview you! it’s been such a treat! now let’s head over to barneys and get our camping gear…

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best news of the week: looks like there will be a GHOSTBUSTERS 3 MOVIE!!! HOLY SHIZZ!!!! “ray, if someone asks you if you want to make another ghostbusters movie, YOU SAY YES!”

OMGG3R!!

in light of our previous conversation on working moms, olivia sent me this article about a study concerning working moms, housework and maternity/paternity leave. and surprise, it’s depressing.

she also sent me this 1958 study of how children react when trapped in refrigerators, which made me think a) science doesn’t get away with this kind of AWESOME anymore b) two words: punky brewster.

 

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