June 26, 2007

Fantastic. See it ASAP.

Little Children

New Music. Good Music.

Hot as hell in the great NYC today. I don’t like it. I don’t like it at all. I’m not a heat and humidity person. I’d rather snuggle in the cold. Heat: not made for snuggling.

I really don’t know what I’m talking about.

I decided to forgo the gym (AGAIN) today and walk home (per usual). However, I became somewhat frustrated as I was leaving the office as I realized that I’d forgotten my radio at home. That’s right, folks. My radio. Yes, not only do I still carry around my discman (nope, still no iPod) but I also carry around a radio. Muggins likes the variety. You just never know what you’re going to get.

So, as I’d forgotten the radio, I decided to make my way past Borders on the way. I’ve been revisiting the Indigo Girls’s Come On Now Social album for the last few days and I didn’t think it would keep for another 40-minute walk. So, I did what any other self-respecting woman (in the 90s) would do . . . I bought a CD for $17.99.

For crying out, bleeding loud.

Yes, Sarah, I know this isn’t in my new, swanky, budget. I think I need to add a budget allotment for my lack of willpower.

Believe me, I was highly annoyed . . . that is, until I popped my shiny new CD into my decrepit discman. I give you, ladies and gentleman, my new, favorite song . . . and one of my new, favorite groups. Hot damn, these chicks can harmonize . . .

Amazing purchase. I’m really, really, really happy with it. The album is called 40 Days. Go buy it (the actual CD, with the actual liner notes, designed by an actual designer) – you won’t be sorry. This is their older album. I’ll be buying their new one, Firecracker, shortly.

This is my kind of music.

OK, I’m done.


Here’s a lovely looking tour date, from their website, for the NY folk. You can bet your sweet ass I’ll be there. (Because this fact makes you want to be there, too, yes?)

September 27, 2007 (Thursday)
New York, NY
Joe's Pub (425 Lafayette, New York, NY)
Time: 7pm
Tickets: $18
Website: Joe's Pub

(I friggin’ love discovering new music. New beautiful music.)

Too beautiful to keep in the comments section, Johnny.

June 25, 2007

Love all 14 minutes, 39 seconds of it.

I Dream A Highway

Oh I dream a highway back to you love
A winding ribbon with a band of gold
A silver vision come and rest my soul
I dream a highway back to you

John he's kicking out the footlights
The grand old opera's got a brand new band
Lord, let me die with a hammer in my hand
I dream a highway back to you.

I think I'll move down into Memphis
And thank the hatchet man who forked my tongue
I lie and wait until the wagons come
And dream a highway back to you.

The getaway kicking up cinders
An empty wagon full of rattling bones
Moon in the mirror on a three-hour jones,
I dream a highway back to you.

Oh I dream a highway back to you love
A winding ribbon with a band of gold
A silver vison come arrest my soul
I dream a highway back to you.

Which lover are you, Jack of Diamonds?
Now you be Emmylou and I'll be Gram
I send a letter, don't know who I am
I dream a highway back to you.

I'm an indisguisable shade of twilight
Any second now I'm gonna turn myself on
In the blue display of the cool cathode ray
I dream a highway back to you.

I wish you knew me, Jack of Diamonds
Fire-riding, wheeling when I lead em up
Drank whisky with my water, sugar in my tea
My sails in rags with the staggers and the jags
I dream a highway back to you.

Oh I dream a highway back to you love
A winding ribbon with a band of gold
A silver vision come molest my soul
I dream a highway back to you.

Now give me some of what you're having
I'll take you as a viper into my head
A knife into my bed, arsenic when I'm fed
I dream a highway back to you.

Hang overhead from all directions
Radiation from the porcelain light
Blind and blistered by the morning white
I dream a highway back to you.

Sunday morning at the diner
Hollywood trembles on the verge of tears
I watched the waitress for a thousand years
Saw a wheel within a wheel, heard a call within a call
I dreamed a highway back to you.

Oh I dream a highway back to you love
A winding ribbon with a band of gold
A silver vision come molest my soul
I dream a highway back to you.

Step into the light, poor Lazarus
Don't lie alone behind the window shade
Let me see the mark death made
I dream a highway back to you.
I dream a highway back to you.

What will sustain us through the winter?
Where did last years lessons go?
Walk me out into the rain and snow
I dream a highway back to you.

Oh I dream a highway back to you love
A winding ribbon with a band of gold
A silver vision come and bless my soul
I dream a highway back to you

I dream a highway back to you
Oh I dream a highway back to you love
A winding ribbon with a band of gold
A silver vision come and bless my sould
I dream a highway back to you.

—Gillian Welch

June 23, 2007

Dun Dun Duuuuunnnnnn

AND of course there's already a t-shirt.

June 22, 2007

Flight of the Conchords

I am so pissed off that I cancelled HBO.

OOH ooh!

MTV's Unplugged is back!

Cris: Bon Jovi is up first! (Tonight at 8)

I must say, I'm looking forward to seeing Mary J. Blige . . . and, it pains me to say, John Mayer (toolbox that he is).

Love Unplugged. Unplugged . . . The State . . . really some of the only MTV shows I can/could watch without wanting to vomit.

(Even though I did get pulled into The Hills last season . . . believe me, that fact hurts my heart.)

(Oh, and then there was The Real World for awhile. Before it became horrible and highly annoying.)

OK, so I've watched a good share of MTV. Especially when living with one youngest sister. I really couldn't get away from it.

"Hey, Katy, what do you want to watch . . . NO, come on!! Stop! Ka . . . wha . . . I don't want to watch this!! . . . wha . . . What are they . . . Who's that . . . What? . . . So, what happened last week that she's now not talking to her? Uh huh? And she slept with HIM? Christ . . . We should order a pizza."


SCORPIO (Oct. 23–Nov. 21): Now that we're almost halfway through 2007, it's time to assess how well you're capitalizing on this year's unique opportunities. So let me ask you a few questions. Have you been working hard to increase your value? I don't just mean economically, although it's true that this is the best time in over a decade for you to make more money and launch long-term plans for financial growth. But I hope that you're also adding to your worth in every way you can imagine, like by getting the training and new skills that will make you irresistible to future employers, lovers, and collaborators; and by purifying your motivations and clarifying your ethics and bolstering your integrity. —Rob Breszny, Village Voice

Yup, yup, yup.


June 21, 2007

True dat.

Scene: Sarah, niece, and I driving home to VA. Mugwatch making sister listen to Amos Lee . . .

Freedom is seldom found
By beating someone to the ground
Telling them how everything is gonna be now, yeah

Sarah: I feel pretty free after I beat on someone.

(And now I can't listen to the song without laughing. Beating people up is funny. And freeing, apparently.)

She's nothing if not creative (effing crazy).

Nothing but The Truth: The Author Of a Hoax Insists Her Creation Is No Fraud

The whole saga is really pretty damn interesting, if not convoluted.

P.S. I heart blueberry scones. It's like eating cake for breakfast!

June 20, 2007

I always forget how much I love this song until I hear it again.

love I get so lost, sometimes
days pass and this emptiness fills my heart
when I want to run away
I drive off in my car
but whichever way I go
I come back to the place you are

all my instincts, they return
and the grand facade, so soon will burn
without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside

in your eyes
the light the heat
in your eyes
I am complete
in your eyes
I see the doorway to a thousand churches
in your eyes
the resolution of all the fruitless searches
in your eyes
I see the light and the heat
in your eyes
oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light
the heat I see in your eyes

love, I don't like to see so much pain
so much wasted and this moment keeps slipping away
I get so tired of working so hard for our survival
I look to the time with you to keep me awake and alive

and all my instincts, they return
and the grand facade, so soon will burn
without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside

in your eyes
the light the heat
in your eyes
I am complete
in your eyes
I see the doorway to a thousand churches
in your eyes
the resolution of all the fruitless searches
in your eyes
I see the light and the heat
in your eyes
oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light,
the heat I see in your eyes
in your eyes in your eyes
in your eyes in your eyes
in your eyes in your eyes

—If you don't know this song . . . you might be a little bit retarded.

Hey Cris, when's our next road trip? I'm pretty sure it's time to bring back our Trivial Pursuit A-game. My parents have no idea what's coming to them . . .

And, um, hey, it's rain New Yorkers . . . and clumsy, wispy rain at that. I'm pretty sure you don't need a patio table umbrella hot shot. Just saying . . .

June 19, 2007

No subject

Feeling big time ansy.

It ain't fun, folks. It ain't fun.

bored bored bored bored bored bored

We don't need no stinkin' patches.

Was just having a conversation with a friend about Rilo Kiley. Specifically what a good string of music you get if you put them into Pandora. Tis pretty good so far, I must say.

And, OF COURSE, the mention of Rilo Kiley immediately made me think of Troop Beverly Hills . . . possibly one of my (and Katy’s – Sarah, were you a fan?) favorite movies when I was a wee bit. Saw this movie SO many friggin’ times. It rocks it. (The link between Rilo Kiley and said awesome movie would be Jenny Lewis – lead child actress in movie, lead singer in Rilo Kiley.)

Did anyone else watch this movie? Was it just a Raising Kain thing? I wouldn't be surprised.

Katy: Next time you get your ass up here to visit moi, we’re buying this movie and playing this drinking game.

TV ShmeeV

Now that NBC has broken my little heart by yanking Studio 60 away (I can't even begin to tell you how upset I am about that), I am finding myself in need of some good television to replace it.

The Riches has taken a pretty good spot in the line up. It's really pretty amazing. AND now that FX is on my radar, I must say that I am quite excited for Damages to start.

We will see . . . we will see . . .

NBC: You should expect to get my strongly worded letter shortly. Effers.

June 18, 2007

tsk tsk Buffy. tsk tsk

'Skating' Love Assault

Procrastination Device #49783

Nic: Here's hoping you start contributing to my Procrastination a litte more frequently — you've been link-o-fied. (READ: Blog more, you silly thing . . . um, seriously.)

Citizen Boogie

Where to go, where to go . . .


June 15, 2007

Pillar of Health.

I just woke up from a good 5 hour nap (with one break, too pee . . . um, too much information) and promptly ordered pizza.

I. Am. __________.

a. A Fat Ass
b. A Lazy Bastard
c. Way Behind on Sleep and Pizza

I leave you to it . . .

Word. Word. WORD.

SCORPIO (Oct. 23–Nov. 21): America's former poet laureate Robert Pinsky addressed an assembly at my daughter's high school. He read from his translation of Dante's Inferno and took questions from students. After hearing Dante's description of the nether regions, one boy asked Pinsky what his personal version of hell was. The poet said that each of us creates our own hell. The fearful and negative interpretations of reality with which we infect our imaginations constitute curses that we cast on ourselves. They terrify and enslave us so thoroughly that most of the difficult outer circumstances we encounter are mild in comparison. Your next assignment, Scorpio, is to work on dissolving the hell you carry around in your own mind. —Rob Brezsny, Village Voice

June 13, 2007


Did you know that when you type "Fruitcake" into your cell phone, using the handy "guess the word" function, it'll give you back "Equitable"?

Interesting, no?



June 12, 2007

Round TWO.

OK . . . so today has been one fun IM conversation after another. And I’m going to be super annoying and post ALL of them! (Or just this other one.)

Back story: My Mum is a crazy person. She is also one of the funniest people I know. Yet, she remains as refined as can be in front of most people (with the exception of Cris, who can tell her to turn up her hearing aid during an intense game of Trivial Pursuit, and won’t blink and eye when my Mum tells her to eff off).

Anyhow, my Mum has this “thing” where she won’t get off the phone (or IM, apparently) with her children without having the last word. She SAYS it’s because she feels badly if she doesn’t say something last, as she doesn’t want us to feel like she’s hung up on us.

I think it’s more because she just loves having the last word. And you’ll see below where I get my competitive streak. (And, please notice, that I won again – everything’s a competition, my friend. Everything.)

Note: Mum's in England visiting her parents and friends. So, it was . . . um, late . . . 5 hours ahead . . . around 11:00 pm there. Oh, and I left the first part of the conversation in there so you can see what a lovely relationship we have (i.e. how she bullies me and brings me down).

ME (5:47:00 PM): i never got an email back from [Godmother's] friend
MAM (5:47:30 PM): Did you actually write back to him? Because [GMum] said he was upset because he never heard back from you!
ME (5:47:37 PM): YES. i did!
ME (5:47:43 PM): WHAT?
ME (5:47:47 PM): he wasn't really, i'm sure.
MAM (5:48:12 PM): Hmmm. Well sounds like it's a bit of a muddle. Oh well, you can talk to him soon can't you, and find what is happening!
ME (5:48:19 PM): hahahah
ME (5:48:22 PM): right
ME (5:48:36 PM): well . . . it's not like i plan on dating someone who lives in scotland anyhow
MAM (5:48:43 PM): Can't believe that 3 weeks after I get back, we'll be off to Edinburgh.
ME (5:48:48 PM): i know!
ME (5:49:06 PM): i just got vacation time off today for august, too.
MAM (5:49:24 PM): I just hope nothing happens to my flight up to Newark, or I will be screwed for the flight to Edinburgh. Where are you going in August?
ME (5:49:26 PM): going to Cali with C again!!
MAM (5:49:44 PM): That is nice. But expensive.
ME (5:49:49 PM): riiiiight
ME (5:50:06 PM): well, we'll be staying with her aunt and uncle again. for free!
ME (5:50:09 PM): it'll be fun
MAM (5:50:10 PM): Especially if you don't have a job. Debbie Downer and all that!
ME (5:50:11 PM): very excited
ME (5:50:17 PM): oh. my. god
ME (5:50:21 PM): ok, shut it.
MAM (5:50:23 PM): hahahahahahaha
MAM (5:50:27 PM): wont.
ME (5:50:30 PM): you are so annoying
MAM (5:50:37 PM): not
ME (5:50:39 PM): yes
ME (5:50:43 PM): you are
MAM (5:50:45 PM): fook off
ME (5:50:48 PM): you fook off
ME (5:50:51 PM): fook off
ME (5:50:53 PM): fook off
MAM (5:50:54 PM): you fook off
ME (5:50:59 PM): foook oofffeeeee
ME (5:51:02 PM): fook offeeee
ME (5:51:07 PM): fukofee
ME (5:51:13 PM): fucoffee
MAM (5:51:14 PM): I am paying money for this conversation. Did I say conversation!
ME (5:51:16 PM): hahahaha
ME (5:51:22 PM): big bucks
ME (5:51:31 PM): big spender
MAM (5:51:36 PM): Better go. Time for bed. You have a great evening.
ME (5:51:42 PM): have a good night
ME (5:51:47 PM): love to gma gpa and petes
MAM (5:51:48 PM): Love you very much.
ME (5:51:51 PM): love you too
ME (5:51:57 PM): xo xo xo
MAM (5:52:02 PM): X
ME (5:52:03 PM): x
MAM (5:52:10 PM): FOOK OFF
ME (5:52:10 PM): o
ME (5:52:14 PM): HEY
ME (5:52:17 PM): you fook off
MAM (5:52:25 PM): hahahahahah. laughing my head off now.
ME (5:52:26 PM): x
ME (5:52:29 PM): hahahaha
ME (5:52:30 PM): o
MAM (5:52:47 PM): Really, really going now. XXXXXXX
ME (5:52:49 PM): x
ME (5:52:49 PM): o
MAM (5:52:59 PM): byee pumpkin.
ME (5:52:59 PM): o
ME (5:53:02 PM): bye
MAM (5:53:04 PM): X
ME (5:53:05 PM): x
MAM (5:53:21 PM): Muggins stop. I am peeing my knickers here.
ME (5:53:22 PM): o
ME (5:53:24 PM): hahahahaha
MAM (5:53:40 PM): They will be wondering why I am laughing
ME (5:53:43 PM): xo
ME (5:53:45 PM): tell em
MAM (5:54:00 PM): I sound demented. G and G are in bed. Peter is watching War of the Worlds.
ME (5:54:04 PM): hahaaha
ME (5:54:11 PM): you ARE demented
MAM (5:54:18 PM): You are
ME (5:54:20 PM): you are
MAM (5:54:30 PM): demented twat
ME (5:54:32 PM): you're a demented twat!!!!
MAM (5:54:40 PM): shut it
ME (5:54:43 PM): you shut it
MAM (5:54:57 PM): Okay i can't breathe. Too funny
ME (5:55:01 PM): x
ME (5:55:03 PM): o
MAM (5:55:07 PM): o
ME (5:55:07 PM): x
MAM (5:55:19 PM): oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
ME (5:55:20 PM): o
ME (5:55:25 PM): ooooooooxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxoxoxoxoxx
MAM (5:56:04 PM): Right, I am going to be the brave Mam that I am, and close down. Have a lovely evening and be good.
ME (5:56:06 PM): x
ME (5:56:10 PM): you too
MAM (5:56:15 PM): X
ME (5:56:15 PM): love you
ME (5:56:16 PM): x
MAM (5:56:24 PM): OO
ME (5:56:25 PM): o
MAM (5:56:51 PM): OK mascara is running down my face. Going to wash my face for bed. XO
ME (5:56:51 PM): xo
ME (5:56:55 PM): byeeeee
ME (5:56:56 PM): x
MAM (5:57:06 PM): PISS OFF
ME (5:57:06 PM): o
ME (5:57:18 PM): you piss off already
MAM (5:57:32 PM): Bye bye sweet pea.
ME (5:57:33 PM): o
ME (5:57:34 PM): bye

I promise, this is my last IM post for awhile.

Unless I win another conversation.

The best IM conversation EV-ER.

(WINNER: me, LOSER: cris)

WINNER (4:19:11 PM): coolio
LOSER (4:21:43 PM): run dmc
WINNER (4:22:02 PM): ll cool j
LOSER (4:22:27 PM): tupac
WINNER (4:22:35 PM): biggie
LOSER (4:23:31 PM): dammit! i was gonna say him!
LOSER (4:23:48 PM): dj jazzy jeff and the fresh prince
WINNER (4:24:05 PM): that's two, you know . . . fitty
LOSER (4:24:19 PM): no, they were one for many an album
LOSER (4:24:41 PM): doug e fresh
WINNER (4:25:43 PM): eminem
LOSER (4:26:10 PM): young mc
WINNER (4:26:18 PM): missy
LOSER (4:27:08 PM): tone-loc
WINNER (4:28:44 PM): dr dre
WINNER (4:28:46 PM): br b
LOSER (4:29:02 PM): snoop dogg
LOSER (4:31:35 PM): dude...have you finished my report yet?!?
WINNER (4:33:08 PM): um, almost.
WINNER (4:33:15 PM): lil kim
LOSER (4:33:25 PM): couldya hurry it up?
WINNER (4:33:34 PM): i feel so BLAH . . . haven't exercised at all since last wednesday.
WINNER (4:33:36 PM): feel poochy
WINNER (4:33:39 PM): blech
LOSER (4:33:51 PM): wu tang clan
WINNER (4:33:55 PM): tribe
LOSER (4:34:00 PM): well poochy isn't good
LOSER (4:34:02 PM): nas
WINNER (4:34:15 PM): nelly
LOSER (4:34:58 PM): p diddy
LOSER (4:35:04 PM): what is poochy anyway?
WINNER (4:35:05 PM): skillz
LOSER (4:35:18 PM): ice cube
WINNER (4:35:23 PM): ice t
LOSER (4:35:28 PM): ludacris
WINNER (4:35:35 PM): eve
LOSER (4:36:04 PM): mc hammer
WINNER (4:36:16 PM): mercanary
LOSER (4:36:38 PM): sugarhill gang
WINNER (4:37:15 PM): vanilla ice
LOSER (4:37:28 PM): ok he SO doesn't count
WINNER (4:37:40 PM): UM, if mc hammer counts, so does vanilla ice
WINNER (4:37:45 PM): AND he's trying to make a comebak
WINNER (4:37:49 PM): or a comeback
LOSER (4:37:50 PM): mc hammer was a revolutionary
WINNER (4:37:57 PM): as was vanilla ice
LOSER (4:38:06 PM): vanilla ice was a wannabe
WINNER (4:38:12 PM): so is your face
LOSER (4:38:16 PM): there's an effing fly in my office.
WINNER (4:38:49 PM): um, it's your turn you bastard
LOSER (4:39:00 PM): no. i'm still stuck on vanilla ice.
WINNER (4:39:07 PM): oh come ON.
WINNER (4:39:21 PM): just b/c you didn't like his rap doesn't mean he wasn't one.
LOSER (4:39:36 PM): fine. cheater. jay-z
LOSER (4:39:41 PM): brb
WINNER (4:39:44 PM): i'm so NOT a cheater.
WINNER (4:39:45 PM): slick rick
LOSER (4:42:28 PM): um. who the eff is that?
WINNER (4:42:48 PM): slick rick! OLD OLD OLD school
WINNER (4:43:00 PM): look, if you're not knowledgeable enough . . .
LOSER (4:43:03 PM): you are SUCH a cheater.
LOSER (4:43:09 PM): public enemy
WINNER (4:43:10 PM): look him up you bastard
WINNER (4:43:15 PM): eazy e
LOSER (4:43:16 PM): hahahahaha
LOSER (4:43:22 PM): beastie boys
WINNER (4:43:37 PM): mc doom
LOSER (4:43:49 PM): where are you pulling these effers?
WINNER (4:44:00 PM): i'm really smart
LOSER (4:44:00 PM): outkast
WINNER (4:44:04 PM): freddy foxx
WINNER (4:44:12 PM): oh my god, i'm laughing SO hard
LOSER (4:44:14 PM): you are such a bastard.
WINNER (4:44:24 PM): i'm gonna pee my pants
LOSER (4:44:28 PM): hahahahaha
LOSER (4:44:37 PM): salt n pepa
WINNER (4:44:41 PM): Bubba Sparrxx
LOSER (4:45:03 PM): fugees
WINNER (4:45:07 PM): Bushwick Bill
LOSER (4:45:12 PM): EFF YOU
WINNER (4:45:17 PM): hahaha
LOSER (4:45:21 PM): those totally do not count if i have never heard of them
WINNER (4:45:26 PM): hahahaha
WINNER (4:45:31 PM): so so so count
WINNER (4:45:35 PM): yes.
WINNER (4:45:37 PM): yes yes yes
LOSER (4:45:46 PM): (foot stomp)
WINNER (4:45:47 PM): yeeeeeeessssssssssssssssssssssssssssss
WINNER (4:45:53 PM): fist pump fist pump
LOSER (4:45:53 PM): (door slam)
WINNER (4:46:03 PM): (arms crossed, big humpf)
LOSER (4:46:04 PM): (cup throw)
WINNER (4:46:09 PM): (pen toss)
WINNER (4:46:22 PM): (squat thrust) (lunge)
LOSER (4:46:22 PM): (turn my back to you, you ass)
WINNER (4:46:36 PM): (point finger, you piece of shoe)
LOSER (4:46:40 PM): tlc
WINNER (4:46:43 PM): Kool Keith
LOSER (4:46:49 PM): i hate you right now.
WINNER (4:46:56 PM): and i you
LOSER (4:47:04 PM): grandmaster flash
WINNER (4:47:21 PM): Kool Herc
LOSER (4:47:36 PM): public enemy
WINNER (4:47:43 PM): you already said that
LOSER (4:47:50 PM): are you sure?
WINNER (4:48:01 PM): yes
WINNER (4:48:16 PM): after i said vanilla ice and you had to pull up your skirt and move on
LOSER (4:48:20 PM): oh yeah. sorry. um...mos def
LOSER (4:48:26 PM): you are SUCH a cheatingbastard.
WINNER (4:48:39 PM): melle mel
LOSER (4:48:50 PM): de la soul
WINNER (4:48:51 PM): coke la rock
LOSER (4:49:03 PM): mc lyte
WINNER (4:49:06 PM): N.W.A
LOSER (4:49:08 PM): common
WINNER (4:49:13 PM): bone thugs
LOSER (4:49:14 PM): dmx
WINNER (4:49:22 PM): didn't you say that?
LOSER (4:49:26 PM): no.
LOSER (4:49:30 PM): keep up shorty
WINNER (4:49:30 PM): the game
LOSER (4:49:40 PM): digital underground
WINNER (4:49:42 PM): Harmony
LOSER (4:49:43 PM): mase
WINNER (4:49:47 PM): ghostface killah
LOSER (4:49:54 PM): naughty by nature
WINNER (4:49:59 PM): gang starr
LOSER (4:50:02 PM): cypress hill
WINNER (4:50:05 PM): puffy
LOSER (4:50:09 PM): said it.
WINNER (4:50:12 PM): freaky tah
LOSER (4:50:20 PM): kanye
WINNER (4:50:22 PM): big L
LOSER (4:50:26 PM): busta rhymes
WINNER (4:50:51 PM): jamie foxx
LOSER (4:51:03 PM): arrested development
WINNER (4:51:05 PM): kool moe dee
LOSER (4:51:08 PM): heavy d
WINNER (4:51:17 PM): lil jon
LOSER (4:51:21 PM): method man
WINNER (4:51:23 PM): T.I.
LOSER (4:51:28 PM): mobb deep
WINNER (4:51:30 PM): roots
LOSER (4:51:41 PM): whodini
WINNER (4:51:42 PM): emcee lynx
LOSER (4:51:48 PM): da brat
WINNER (4:51:49 PM): the coup
LOSER (4:51:57 PM): foxy brown
WINNER (4:51:58 PM): schooly d
LOSER (4:52:04 PM): big pun
WINNER (4:52:10 PM): x clan
LOSER (4:52:18 PM): fat joe
WINNER (4:52:22 PM): spoonie gee
LOSER (4:52:50 PM): leroy
WINNER (4:52:51 PM): big daddy kane
LOSER (4:53:02 PM): jimmy gangsta
WINNER (4:53:03 PM): rakim
LOSER (4:53:11 PM): dr. little j
WINNER (4:53:17 PM): mc ricky brown
LOSER (4:53:25 PM): dj hippity hop
WINNER (4:53:26 PM): ja rule
WINNER (4:53:29 PM): hahahaha
WINNER (4:53:31 PM): WHAT????
LOSER (4:53:48 PM): hahahaha
LOSER (4:53:56 PM): dude, i've been totally making names up
WINNER (4:54:06 PM): oh. my. god.
WINNER (4:54:17 PM): i just took a drink and can't swallow.
WINNER (4:54:21 PM): oh my god, going to pee
LOSER (4:54:50 PM): hurry up! it's your turn!
WINNER (4:56:43 PM): oh my god, you're such a cheater. i WIN
LOSER (4:56:51 PM): no effing way!

I don't think I've laughed that hard in years.

(And, so you know, I didn't make up a single rapper . . . Wikipedia is very helpful for stupid shit like IM wars.)

June 11, 2007


Does anyone use AOL email anymore? I am digging the new interface . . . but these loading graphics kind of freak me out.

Am I alone?


They're pissed. (In a cool, "but I don't really give a shit" kind of way.)

Please do see the link, within the link, to the original TIME OUT article about our Hipster friends. Or, well, just go to it from here: Why the hipster must die.

Oh my Hipster, I love this quiz: What’s your hipster dirtbag quotient?

Here was my result:
What's a Moz?
We hate to be the ones that have to break this to you, but unless khaki-colored, baggy cargo pants, Yanni and a pleasant disposition come back into style, you're consigned to a life of unremarkable blandness. We're sorry.

I am totally un-hip.

Like I needed a quiz to tell me that.

Dodo! Come!

OK . . . so, rush hour in NYC officially sucks it. Big time. After a couple years of successfully avoiding the subway system during rush hour, today was un-fun. BUT that’s what you get when your sister suckers you into staying out in Strong Island one night longer than you were planning on. BUT (again) how easy is it to leave this nugget (and, of course, nugget’s Mummy)?:

(This was a RARE RARE RARE occurrence of my niece not moving.)

I miss my family already.

I had a lovely weekend while it lasted. Congrats again on becoming a homeowner, Sarah. Your newly papered shelves look like a couple of geniuses put them together . . . oh, wait, but they did! (Um, we’re awesome.)

OK, I’m going to start making sense now . . . (because that’s happened before??)

I think I’ve been awake for too long this morning.

(Yes, it’s possible.) (Wow, I love the parentheses, don’t I?) (I need to stop it.) (It's not going to happen . . . see below.)

At least I have PANDORA to enchant the morning for moi (I am not French). Holy CRAP, I love this site. It’s BAD NEWS BEARS for me though. Why, you ask? Well, I’ll tell you. Read: I have a spending problem. And worse, the spending problem gets a wee bit out of control around music and movies (and clothes and home furnishings and art and . . . ). Hence my inability to go into a Best Buy without leaving without $60 worth of stuff. And a lot of the time, the stuff that I pick up is random shit that I just think “looks good!” Most of the time this works out for my ears. For my financial situation: EFFING HORRIBLE.

Right. Getting back to PANDORA . . . I now have a list of 10 or so albums that I want to buy. Stuff from people I’ve never heard of AND albums from people I hadn’t realized had come out with new albums (because I have my head up my ass, apparently). Here’s a little sampling from my “The Be Good Tanyas” radio station (because I know you’re REALLY interested):

Kate Rusby – “10”
Deb Talan – “A Bird Flies Out”
Wailin’ Jennys – “40 Days” / “Firecracker”
Old Crowe Medicine Show - “Don’t Ride That Horse” (FYI Kath and Tim: Sarah and I were looking thru some pics from her wedding over the weekend – you two looked right lovely!!)

If anyone has any idea what these albums are like, please let a chick know. (Not that a bad recommendation will really stop me from buying them.)

Speaking of my horrible spending, good GOD, I need to get it under control. Big time panic lately. Big time stress. Big time idiot I’ve been. Must pull up skirt and act like adult.

Perhaps a new job will help?? Less stress, less spending?? Less boredom, less shopping?? Here’s hoping. Of course, we’ll have to wait until the end of the summer to see, I suppose – unless I can get my ass into a new gig before lay off time. Here’s hoping squared. What, oh what, can I do to make my resume more alluring? Attach “free massage” coupons?? Hhmmmmm . . . note to self: learn massage.

Wow, I’ve gotten way off course here. Not that there ever was one. I think I might be a little dazed from lack of sleep. Again. So, really, this is completely normal for yours truly.

Good thing I have a blog to talk about all of these important issues, huh?

June 8, 2007

Caroline's! Chelsea Handler! Tonight! So excited! Need . . . to catch . . . breath . . .

Oh. My. God.

Truck Takes Man in Wheelchair on Wild Ride

um . . .

SCORPIO (Oct. 23–Nov. 21): Militant atheists make the claim that religion has always been a primary cause of war. If humans weren't under the sway of "the God delusion," they fume, armed conflicts would be infrequent. But military historian Eric Bergerud says that's absurd. He notes that while there have been a few religious wars, "most wars in history have been driven by the lust for power and loot." In other words, the materialist delusion is far more lethal than the God delusion. People who believe there's nothing of value beyond what the five senses can perceive are often the most dangerous of all. Make this the seed for your meditations, Scorpio. Think about how much less fear and loathing you'd suffer if you knew for a fact that your soul lives forever. Imagine the peace and wonder you'd feel if you knew there are realities and spiritual beings that aren't visible to the naked eye or to the technology that science has dreamed up thus far. --Village Voice, Rob Brezsny

I'm still trying to figure this one out . . . little help??

June 7, 2007

I have no words.

Crap-ass American viewing habits. I heart you Studio 60. Call me.

It's Official: Studio 60 Gets Cancelled