Thursday, June 26, 2003
Our day at the lake, part II
Just a few more photos from the lake left to post. I just had to add this one of me in this oh-so-fashionable hat.
And this one of Tom, our expert captain for the afternoon.
Alex didn't seem too excited by his nautical skills.
But I still thought it was a lovely day.
Wednesday, June 25, 2003
back to the grind
Although I am by no means ready, I have officially returned to "real life" after my little vacation to Colorado for the weekend. I had never been there before, so it was nice to get to go. I have about 8 zillion pictures to post, plus a really funny little video... if I can get movable type to accept it. Anyway, here is my first installment of photos from Dillon, where we rented a boat and cruised around the reservoir for a while.
This shot should give you a good idea of Bryan's initial reaction to the whole "nature" thing:
'Huh? You mean there isn't a single funky coffee shop nearby?'
There was a small sailboat regatta going on while we were on the water.
Lots & lots more photos to come.
Thursday, June 19, 2003
Two thoughts for today. First, Mogwai rules. Bryan and I went to see them at Southpaw on Monday... but apparently we should have waited for the Tuesday show at Irving Plaza, where a fan threw a monkey on stage. I hope they meant a real one. Anyway, my recommendation to all you cool but sensitive singles out there is to get thee to a Mogwai show. Their fan base seems to consist largely of attractive, cool, and sensitive people *and* their music makes a great soundtrack for a date, in my opinion.
On an unrelated note, Bill O'Reilly is an idiot. OK, we all knew that anyway. But earlier this week I caught him spouting off on TV about how rap isn't really music. His argument: rappers are "chanting," not singing; the lyrics are a bad influence on kids; and rap is just a flash in the pan, while Fleetwood Mac is the epitome of artistic brilliance. (I wish I could say I made the last part up. Can't do it.) Images of Eminem kept flashing on the screen in what I took as an attempt to convince the audience that his statements weren't based on any racial bias.
My point-by-point rebuttal of his statements:
First of all, if you'll note the American Heritage Dictionary's definition of the word "sing", you'll note that it includes "to intone or chant and "to proclaim or extol something in verse," which I think is a pretty good definition of "rap." So who is Bill O'Reilly to define what is or is not singing?
Second, it isn't right to assume that every rap song contains offensive lyrics. Yes, some are violent and others are sexist. I can't really defend the songs that are, but I think it's important to keep in mind that these songs are the product of problems in our society and not the source of them.
And how many "flashes in the pan" last for 30 years? I get the distinct impression that O'Reilly thinks that rap is something that Nelly and Eminem invented in 1999. This genre of music has been around since the 70s, sweetie.
What really annoyed me about his little tirade, however, was that he had no sense of musical history. He's, what, a million years old? So how could he be so ignorant of the fact that uptight idiots like himself have said LITERALLY the exact same things about jazz/ragtime in the early 20th century and then again about rock 'n roll in the 1950s? Each type of music was widely regarded by the older respective generations as a flash in the pan that contributed to juvenile delinquency... and neither was "real" music, anyway.
Of course I don't think that Bill O'Reilly is a terrible person for not enjoying rap. What bothers me is that he made such judgemental comments about something he obviously knows very little about.
Anyway, I will be leaving for Denver tomorrow morning, but y'all can expect some lovely new photos and tales of the mile-high city later next week.
Tuesday, June 17, 2003
going to south jersey
I met an alien on NJ Transit this past weekend.
Besides making fun of the wanna-be fashionistas behind us, we entertained ourselves by taking silly pictures on the way back to NYC.
Friday, June 13, 2003
south street seaport museum
Earlier this week I took a guided tour (sponsored by my office) of the museum, which will officially open to the public in October. It's still under construction, but it's going to be beautiful when it's finished.
I'm not exactly a maritime history buff or anything, but once the exhibits are completed, I think the museum will be worth the trip regardless. This museum is actually a historic site, unlike a place like Williamsburg VA which is, as our tour guide called it, essentially a 'fake.' The building housing the museum is nearly 200 years old, having served as a factory and office space for an importing company, a burlap factory, and a hotel. Inside you can still find some of the old gears used to lift heavy objects to the upper floors.
This building was actually important in the history of NYC- it's not just a mock up, or some random building housing historical artifacts. Most things that will be exhibited in the museum were actually used there. Like this gigantic cage, which was used to tumble-dry burlap bags.
I thought it was cool to see 150 year-old graffiti
and wallpaper as well.
Also, my little Internet radio interview is up. Just scroll down to the 6/10 show to check it out. (Real Player required.) I was insanely nervous, even though the show probably has about a dozen listeners, but I hope that isn't too apparent. I also had some technical difficulties, as my cell phone decided to lose service during the interview. At one point the guy asked me a question, and all he got in response is a dial tone. But I was up first on the show, and they did get me back right away, so go check it out.
Wednesday, June 11, 2003
Pictures of webloggers partying
Curt was quite excited about finally meeting all my NY buddies.
What a hottie, right? Haha.
And finally... the infamous twister pictures. Bryan was nice enough to give me a few of the shots he took of me and Jeremiah battling it out in the second game.
Sadly I lost after I moved the wrong hand, I think. Jeremiah also kept kneeing me in the back to try to make me fall down, but I managed to hold myself up. (Just kidding.)
Tuesday, June 10, 2003
fake plastic... food?
At long last, here is the first installment of pictaws from my party last Saturday. First, to set the mood, check out the kick-ass decorations Bryan and I made:
Mmmm, plastic burgers.
To match the decorations, I whipped up this burger cake, which came out pretty damn good, if I do say so myself.
Ali, however, was particularly excited about the candy buttons I bought.
It was awesome to get together with my old buds from high school again.
Although I'm afraid that none of them will want to talk to me anymore after seeing this shot, in which every single one of them looks kinda silly. Sorry guys. Shots of webloggers galore, including pics of the amazing Twister games, to come tomorrow.
Monday, June 09, 2003
coming at you live
If you're interested in seeing (or hearing, I suppose) me make a big fool out of myself, be sure to check out Voice America tomorrow at 3 p.m. Pacific (that's 6 pm EST, kids) where I will make my American Internet radio debut (already been on the airwaves in Australia). (God there were a lot of parentheticals in that statement.) (What the hell is wrong with me?) (Anyway.) A representative from a group called i-Safe, which works to alert parents about the potential dangers on the web for children, asked me to be on the show to answer a few questions about pro-ana, and being the self-promoting whore that I am :P I agreed.
If you want to check out the show but aren't able to get near a computer at 6 pm tomorrow, the broadcast will eventually be archived here. I'll post a link to it when it's up.
Wednesday, June 04, 2003
just a couple of bklyn hotties
Yesterday was simply marvelous. I made Bryan get all dolled up... see?
Well, OK, you can't tell in those pictures, but I was actually able to separate Bryan from his favorite jeans and get him into *gasp* dress pants. He looked pretty hot, needless to say.
We splurged a bit for dinner and finally tried out Cucina, this great Italian place just down the street from us. All in all, I'd say I was properly spoiled for my birthday.
Thanks to Bryan for doing most of the spoiling, and to, well, everyone for the birthday wishes and gifts.
Tuesday, June 03, 2003
yes i'm gonna have a party, party
They say it's your birthday,
Hey, what's wrong with singing it to yourself? So yay, I'm officially 23. And it also just so happens that I have the cutest boyfriend in the whole world. Why, you say? Just take a look at what I woke up to this morning:
I am also now the proud owner of my own set of Monster Women...
... although I must say that this gift worries me. Does this mean he knows about my hundred-legged secret?
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