bekah brunstetter
Bekah Brunstetter I care deeply. About a lot of things. Like really, really deep. Ow
playwright in brooklyn, NY

MY-OTES

April 17th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

The older you get, the harder it is to make new friends, but yesterday, I FOUND TWO:

They’ve got this sort of rustic chic thing going on and NOT that I choose friends based on their blogability but LOOK HOW CUTE.

They just kind of invited themselves over, and while at first it seemed rude,  they then moved a giant bag of potting soil from one part of the yard to the other for me, and ripped it open and threw it around a little bit JUST to make sure it was like, SAFE potting soil, and if that’s not friendship, I truly do not know what it is. WELCOME TO THE CIRCLE, COYOTES. SEE YOU AT BOOK CLUB / DRINKS.

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chill hat

April 16th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Please note that going forward, this hat that I lifted* from an abandoned gift shop of an abandoned western themed amusement shop outside Maggie Valley, NC is my new disguise / go-to / indicator that I’m chilling, angry, sick, happy, being, or basically just alive, by which I mean, I’m going to allow this thing to fuse and crust to my head to the point where it must be surgically removed, which would be NOT chill, so let’s just agree to leave it there.

*I mean I asked the new owner if I could have it and he said sure, but let’s just pretend I lifted it, to help craft an image of a tough exterior so that I might justify the wearing of a trucker fat with a fish on it.

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UNIFORM

March 20th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

VERSATILITY! Can be worn for:

  • playwright at workshop who does not yet understand their play
  • disgruntled cater waiter confronting their forgotten dreams
  • person who ate way too much Ramen last night
  • person in NYC who used to live in NYC but no longer does but wants everyone who might look at them to think, that person lives in NYC, or at least definitely used to
  • self conscious narcissist walking through city containing millions of people, imagining they are being looked at, when really how could they be, as said city, again, contains millions of people

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when it rains, it scores

March 4th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Some (all?) people assume that it never rains in LA, which is mostly true (and also a big reason why I really love living here, as the things that rain does to my hair is one of my least favorite things about being alive.) It is mostly the same here, every day. But it actually does in fact rain here, big time, like a handful of times a year. It usually causes everyone to ram their cars into each other and show up three hours late for work, but then after, this:

I’ll take wet bangs on my face anyday* for this.

*PREFERABLY ONLY 3-4 TIMES PER YEAR.

 

 

 

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TIDY.

February 3rd, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

In oh so many ways and on oh so many levels do I appreciate the irony of this advertisement for a local cleaning company that was left as litter on our front step,  that  went unnoticed for so long that it’s covered in footprints. TIDY, INDEED.

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Retirement Home

February 2nd, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Dear Owner(s) of this whimsical cottage on the ocean:

I hope you are have a nice life and enjoying your beautiful home etc etc etc, but if you could please be ready to sell by approximately 2043 that would work great for me. In the meantime try not to touch or change anything, unless of course it involves somehow figuring out a way to include a large garden where I could grow seasonal squash varietals and snap peas, but also you know, enjoy yourselves, make memories in my future house, etc etc and so forth.

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DISCOVERIES

January 30th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Last night we attended the Ovation Awards (an annual ceremony celebrating excellence in LA theater.)  The Cake got a few nominations and one MUCH DESERVED WIN.  But let’s focus on the real high points of the evening,  these life changing discoveries:

1.) THIS HAIR. I will now forever wear my hair like this, or at least whenever possible. Part anime character, part mid-90s Shania Twain, part Myself, it makes me feel like I can do anything, or at least walk up and down stairs without tripping.

2.) DEBRA JO IS ACTUALLY A GHOST.

3. No but really, this lady won Best Lead Actress, and I’m not sure if anyone has ever deserved an award more. SO. HAPPY.

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I like his thumbs, particularly the green one

January 23rd, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Yesterday while I was listlessly staring at my computer, Morrison was PLANTING A WHOLE TREE.

Not just any tree, a Palo Verde tree, which he carefully researched, procured, then planted outside of our breakfast nook. Come Spring, it’s going to look like THIS:

CAN’T WAIT TO AVOID FEELINGS / STARE AT TREE

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elements

January 10th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

DEAR FIRE AND WATER:

INSTEAD OF FUNCTIONING INDEPENDENTLY OF EACH OTHER AND IN FACT CAUSING EACH OTHER, PERHAPS YOU COULD SHARE GOOGLE CALS AND COMMUNICATE AND COLLABORATE  LIKE COLLEAGUES?

KTHANKSBYE!

– A CONCERNED CITIZEN (SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA, WRITING FROM INSIDE A WET MOUND OF SCORCHED EARTH)

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unphotographable, that’s what you arrrreeee

January 2nd, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Today, on Yesterday I said I was going to stop taking pictures with my phone: some pictures from my phone! Our new house is positioned for a pretty rad sunset view and a great yard from which to view it, so last night, we sat and took it in, or as Morrison likes to say, forced a moment. Even he, who is fairly anti-obsessive picture taking and sharing, had to take a few of his own, it was that stunning.

But the thing with sunsets is, the picture never does them justice, ever. The best use of your time really, is just take it in, let it humble you. OR OF COURSE, FILTER IT THROUGH YOUR WINE GLASS,

OR INCLUDE YOUR FEET.

MOMENT MADE (FORCED)

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