Hi.  How was your weekend?  I took a delightful trip upstate to visit friends.  Again, we have a few photos to get the week started.  Thanks for your submissions!

Lauren – Ithaca, NY
Saturday at the Ithaca Farmers Market and the view of Cayuga Lake from Cornell’s Johnson Museum of Art.

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Kelley – St. Louis, MO
Moving to L.A. Finally on our way!

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Farrell – Asia

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Gay – San Diego, CA
This picture was taken at La Jolla Shores while taking a walk with my daughter, Lilly.

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You know how it goes…

When we were in Bali, Albert asked a taxi driver if he had ever been to Lombok.  Lombok is an island to the right of Bali, and is rather close and straight forward to get to.

The taxi driver laughed and said, “No, no.  We Balinese have trouble holding on to money and saving since we make so many offerings and there are so many ceremonies.”

(photo via here)

It is true. In Bali, some people make 35 offerings a day to the gods.  I never really thought about how much money they spend on their offerings before.  To sacrifice so much for something you believe in is not something I am accustomed to in my daily life.  I wasn’t sure if it was a beautiful thing or if it made me sad.

This song, which a dear friend gave to me on a mix several years ago, randomly came up on my iTunes today.  It has been a rough week to say the least for her, and for many of my friends actually.  So I’m offering it back to her, and to each of you.  xo

Doesn’t everything feel so intense when you are traveling?  I guess it is unavoidable to sometimes wonder why we are on such a trip.  Sometimes thoughts of home stab me.  I am not really someone that likes to miss out on things.  And there are times when I really question, what am I doing?  I could take the rest of the money I saved for this trip and just go home.

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Then there are other times when we end up in JUST the right place.  The place that we need to be at that moment.  I know my mom would say that you are always where we need to be and yeah, yeah, yeah, sure.  Sometimes that place sucks.  I hated Phuket for some reason.  I wanted out of there the second we got a room.  It felt like Daytona Beach or something.  Really trashy.

I have realized that you really find out the things you like and don’t like when you travel like this.  It takes effort to get to places and you have to be honest with yourself about what you are really trying to do with your time and money.

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(image via Flickr)

So, I guess as I am writing this, I am realizing why I am on this trip and why I always wanted to take a trip like this – to get to know myself better.  Also, as my Mommom would say, “Why not?”

Sometimes, the answer can be that simple.

At this time four years ago, I was getting myself ready to spend a week in the desert at Burning Man. I had never been before and had very little idea what to expect. I’d heard a smattering of details about this week-long event in which thousands of people transcend upon Black Rock City, Nevada and set-up an entire city, of sorts. After the festivities are over, everything is taken down, cleaned up and sought to be left without a trace.

There are so many experiences to be had at Burning Man that it is nearly impossible to easily convey what goes on there. In my best attempt, it combines a festival, art colony, camp ground, rave and commune into one experience where anything is possible.

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(picture of me via Flickr)

People attend Burning Man for the community, the party, the art, the music and the freedom. A big draw for me was the dress. As you know, (Farrell &) I absolutely love an occasion to don a wig, wear a costume or the like. And when it comes to this, absolutely anything goes at Burning Man.

Though I haven’t been back since my first time, that isn’t stopping me from taking part in the fun. So, as the second installment of our POP-Up Shop, here are a few of my Burning Man Prep selections:
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Burning Man Prep List

Feather Headdress
Goggles to keep the playa dust out of your eyes
Fun Metallic Sequin Dress
Silk Wooden Parasols
Silly Light Up Flower Rings
Desert Wedge Boots
False Eyelashes
LED Bracelet Watch
Bubbles ’cause why not?!
Bike for exploring
Disco Ball necklaces for gifting
Dust mask for sudden dust storms

The items in this shop link to Sister Disco’s Amazon Associates account.  So basically, when you click through to check out an item, and then make a purchase at amazon.com
(regardless of what it is), we get a cut.  Shop away, dear friend.

We were kindly introduced to Katie and Lindsey of Stately Things by another beloved homie, Erin of WELL in L.A.  The bi-coastal duo, which hosted Farrell and me for their Wisdom & a Cocktail series last week, focuses on “bringing old school grace to modern life.”  Who doesn’t love that?!

Today, we have the chance to get to know the ladies a little better with an interview in the traditon of Vanity Fair‘s Proust Questionarre, peppered with some of my favorite images from the ever lovely Stately Things Instagram feed.

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1. What is your idea of perfect happiness?
K:  The beach. Late afternoon. With the dog and the boy. A Mexican beer and a burrito from Rico’s (the best taco shop in San Diego, no room for negotiation). And barefoot. Definitely barefoot.

L: Being Happy. …but the kind of happy where your heart feels four times too big cause there’s so much good you’re gonna pop.

2. What is your greatest fear?
K: Getting stuck in a career rut and not having the energy or motivation to change it up.

L: Not fully living. I’ve got this reckless notion of living intensely, fully, passionately, and the idea of not actually living so makes me (quite literally) feel sick…in an unattractive way.

3. Which living person do you most admire?
L: I choose to change this question to “Which historical figure do you most admire?” And I very, very (very) easily choose Amelia Earhart. Like a thousand times over.

4.  What is your favorite journey?
K: The drive up the 101, especially the patch between Big Sur and Carmel & stopping for a glass of champagne at Nepenthe in Big Sur overlooking the sea.

L: To the fridge. Kidding. All journeys tend to be favorites (in the same way the last book I read’s my favorite), however: a journey into the mountains, to a place somewhere new, toward something inexplicable, and (of course) along the journey that yoga oh-so-generously provides.

5. What do you consider the most overrated virtue?
K: Height

L: The virtue of not knowing how to spell. Just figure it out.

6. On what occasion do you lie?
K: To myself when I buy the 11th pair of nude ballet flats on the misguided belief that they are totally different than the others lining my closet.

L: To myself when regarding the practicality of eating all the hummus now v. later.

7. What do you dislike most about your appearance?
L: Thank god (or whomever) I got past this one awhile ago. So I’m changing the question again to say I absolutely LOVE that I can barely keep my eyes open when I laugh. The crow’s feet coming in are turning out to be very well earned.

8. Which words or phrases do you most overuse?
L: Rad. Also, “Here’s the thing about…” and then I fill in the blank with whatever I happen to need to explain in a really serious (but not even a little bit) manner.

9. When and where were you happiest?
K: Change were to are – on the couch, with a good meal, a glass of cab, and a good movie.

L: I am the best person in the entire world when I’m traveling. Not even kidding. The best. I’m also happier than a thousand bushels of clams when I’m set free to do whatever I want creatively.

10. Which talent would you most like to have?
K: I’d love to master SLR photography, and I’d love to be more flexible (the yoga kind).

L: I’d potentially do a lot of not-so-legally-minded things to have musical talent. For example, I may or may not have once stolen a popsicle from a child and I would do it again if that meant I could sing.

11. What is your current state of mind?
K: Stuck in the future – counting down the days to a big move (to Washington DC), starting a new job, and the day when the boy and I finally end up in the same city.

L: Free and awesome with a side of floating. (There are a few reasons for this, but three include: a dear friend’s wedding, a world full of possibility, and a crazy fun few weeks ahead.)

12. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?
K: I’d bestow upon myself the virtue of patience. This seems unlikely to be successful.

13. If you could change one thing about your family, what would it be?
K: Geography (we’re very spread out)

L: Telling shorter stories and better jokes. And maybe that we were all LESS good at dancing — it’s hard to get a solo in when everyone thinks they’re Michael, you know?

14. What do you consider your greatest achievement?
K: Shoring up my willpower and not getting that late night slice of pizza that one time.

L: That I’ve mastered winking.

15. If you were to die and come back as a person or thing, what do you think it would be?
L: Tina Fey. Duh. Next question.

16. What is your most treasured possession?
K: My passport

L: I’m real smitten with all the original artwork I’ve pilfered from my shockingly talented friends (and unfortunate acquaintances).

17. What do you regard as the lowest depth of misery?
K: Sitting in traffic

L: Nothing’s that bad, but damn stirring the natural sunflower seed butter jar sucks.

18. Where would you like to live?
L: Melbourne. Or in a REALLY luxurious tree house that puts Swiss Family Robinson to shame with its sustainability, garden, general acoustics for dance parties, and overall ability to teleport (at my will) to other locations around the world.

19. What is it that you most dislike?
L: Apathetic people. I mean, c’mon, CARE. Ambivalence doesn’t look good on anyone.

K: Flakiness. And being hungry. That’s the worst.

20. What do you most value in your friends?
K: Humor & the ability to pick right up where we left off even if it’s been months.

L: Being positive, good, passionate people who laugh at themselves a lot (and who make fun of me).

21. Who are your heroes?
K: Meryl Streep, Alice Waters, Atticus Finch (not real life, but come on), Audrey Hepburn

22.. How would you like to die?
K: Old, well-loved and well taken care of.

L: In a blaze of glory. ….not really. What about near Ryan Gosling? No? Okay, maybe after a crazy full, amazingly storied, unbelievably legendary few years.

23. What is your motto?
L: Yes. And Please. Oh, and “Of course I’ll have seconds.”

K: What L said.

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After a plane, two public “buses”, one VIP coach – or pimp mobile (see below), one tuk tuk and one small boat, we have arrived in the most beautiful place I have ever been.


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Railay Beach, though part of mainland Thailand, is only accessible by boat as it is surrounded by limestone cliffs. I couldn’t help but have great expectations as we busted our asses trying to get here. There were times when I mumbled, “this place better be amazing.”  Oh and it is, It so truly and wonderfully is.

There are no cars, and barely any people as it is low season. Plus, the island where they filmed the movie “The Beach” is so close and most tourists go there.  After we found our 7 dollar a night accomodations (it’s rugged) we walked around this place with our jaws dropped.  I kept looking at everyone we passed with an usually unreturned expression of excitement.

(photo via here)

There are cliffs and caves and little paths and hikes to hidden lagoons all over this place.  There are three beaches, one which you have to rock climb or swim to at low tide.  There are caves to swim into and sunsets that will make you cry.  There are a gang of monkeys that stole my Gatorade right out of my hand.

Because of the landscape, people are here mostly here to rock climb.  It makes for a great, laid back atmosphere – and cool people around.

I am having trouble uploading my pictures, so bare with me on the minimual ones that I have included. As always, there is so much more to come.

Monday morning here again, and as it goes we’ve got another round of photos to kick off the week.  The final throws of summer are officially upon us; I hope you have some time carved out over the next few weeks to enjoy them.

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Mary – Achill Island, County Mayo, Ireland
I’m in Ireland for a wedding, which has been lovely. But nothing has compared to a chance meeting I had with the unknown first cousin of my grandpa, John Gaughan.  My great grandmother left Ireland, and buried a child at sea,100 years ago; those she left along with those she had born always wondered about the other. The genuine joy we each shared to chance a meeting was beyond words.

We went to a free Saw Doctors show at the Waterford Spraoi Festival. They played their first show there and now again 20 years later.

Achill Island, County Mayo is actually the sister city of our own Cleveland, Ohio.  Apparently 20,000 people in Cleveland claim heritage from Achill, and they call it Little Achill (like the bar on the corner of Madison Ave. and 140th Street in Cleveland).

These are Maura’s geese in Achill; we let them out to the lake everyday.

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Dave – Denver, CO
Alison playing a musical saw.

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Julie – London, UK
Watching day 3 of the Olympics on the big screen.

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Farrell – Thailand
More to come tomorrow…

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Lauren – New York, NY
Sunday in Williamsburg, Brooklyn

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What have you been doing and seeing? Send us a photo for next week’s Picturesque.
Email Lauren (@) sisterdisco.com

Every week we select a word and each base a post off that word.  This week: Repeat.

I am not sure when or where I picked this song up, but for a couple weeks now, it’s been running through my head. It’s a ridiculous song (like most that get stuck in your head) and I can’t shake it. So I figured I would share it with you and maybe it will make my brain stop playing it over and over.

“Why do songs get inextricably stuck in our heads? Experts say the culprits are earworms (or ‘ohrwurms,’ as they’re called in Germany).  No, they’re not parasites that crawl into your ear and lay musical eggs in your brain, but they are parasitic in the sense that they get lodged in your head and cause a sort of ‘cognitive itch’ or ‘brain itch’ — a need for the brain to fill in the gaps in a song’s rhythm.

When we listen to a song, it triggers a part of the brain called the auditory cortex. Researchers at Dartmouth University found that when they played part of a familiar song to research subjects, the participants’ auditory cortex automatically filled in the rest — in other words, their brains kept ‘singing’ long after the song had ended…The only way to “scratch” brain itch is to repeat the song over and over in your mind. Unfortunately, like with mosquito bites, the more you scratch the more you itch, and so on until you’re stuck in an unending song cycle.”

(More of this article at How Stuff Works)

REPEAT

Wash rinse repeat

Come on in and take your seat

Rinse ring spin

Do it all again

Soap stain, reframe

Pour the whole sink down the drain

Wake up

Make up

Pour more coffee in your cup

Rinse ring spin

Do it all again

Bath salt revolt

Anything for a jolt

Rinse ring spin

Do it all again

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Big news. We made some new friends and blended up a batch of our mother’s signature peach cocktail to soak up some wisdom.

We’re pumped to be this week’s contributor to Stately Things Wisdom & a Cocktail series.

Head this way for both.

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Janna Leyde and I connected through Gabrielle Bernstein’s Spirit Junkie world, a much linked-to favorite of Farrell’s and mine.  Janna is a New York City writer and yoga instructor who has written an incredibly personal memoir of life following her father’s traumatic brain injury.  We are moved by Janna’s bravery and willingness to share her story, and honored to have a post from her today on how she came to write He Never Liked Cake.  Janna has recently launched a Pubslush crowd-funding campaign to publish her memoir.  Learn about how it all works, and read more from Janna, here.

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BOOK

I was fourteen when I read the first of many books I’ve read on brain injury. It happened on one particular evening when my father was supposed to take my friends and me waterskiing when he got home from work. Instead, I found myself sitting in a hospital waiting room, reading a book because one of the nurses had given it to me, reading it because there was nothing else to do, reading it because I couldn’t find my mother and no one could tell me what was going on.

As the days, weeks, months and years following my dad’s car accident unfolded, life as I knew it started to unhinge. Well-intentioned as it was, the pamphlet-like book—When a Parent Has a Brain Injury: Sons and Daughters Speak Out—was not much help. But it was the only guide I had for this kind of thing.

By eleventh grade, the book had gathered dust in a bottom desk drawer; by college, it was lost. In 2006 it resurfaced in a package labeled ‘brain injury paperwork’ that my mother had sent to my apartment in New York City. That book was still the only resource for children (both young and adult) of people with brain injuries, and I’d since grown out of wanting to be a vet, a psychologist, a meteorologist, a National Geographic photographer and into a writer. It was time to write this book—from my perspective.

He Never Liked Cake is a memoir, the story of my life with my father’s traumatic brain injury—the raw truth, a wonderfully honest story about what my family and I have endured in the wake of his accident. It is the study of my father’s challenges and an ode to my mother’s unconditional love. It is the story of finding my path to acceptance and love.

I wrote it for any child that has any inkling of what living with a brain injury is like, for those children to know they are not alone. I wrote it for the families who fight for the new normal, and for survivors who fail to see how life is different.

I wrote it for everyone, because He Never Liked Cake is simply a story about how to embrace life when it doesn’t work out the way we had it planned.

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Help publish He Never Liked Cake through the Pubslush campaign, and keep up with Janna on Twitter @jannacabana