February 18, 2004

Kim sent in more Gates funniness. I'm going to try to make it there soon to see The Gates in person. And I am actually looking forward to seeing it. But I have a feeling by the time I get my ass to Central Park the installment will consist of organge polls covered in graffiti with tattered pieces of fabric hanging loosely off of them. More depressing than inspirational. You know how after it snows it is muffled and glowing and beautiful, but the next day the snow is grey and pissed on and filled with trash? Kinda like that.

February 16, 2004

Ok, two quick things:

Renee sent me this ghetto version of The Gates.

And this is the article they were referring to on Project Runway tonight that caused the walk-off...but I really didn't think it was that obnoxious...not enough for Jay to get that huffy about anyway.

February 13, 2004

Sometime late Saturday night - early Sunday morning, I realized that I am deep in the throes of an existential crisis and have been for some time. I am overwhelming myself with what-does-it-all-mean type questions. Like why do I feel like this? Why do I have to have a job? How can I possibly work for the rest of my life? What would make me happy? Are there any jobs that are actually fulfilling on a real level? What is meaningful for me? Is there more to life than what is in front of me now? How do other people navigate through their extended adolescence to real mortgage paying adulthood? Is mortgage paying actually a true marker of adulthood anyway?

And, more importantly, why can't I be one of those people that doesn't have to question every goddamn thing?

February 10, 2005

Can you see that she is holding a cigarette? Ah, Virginians, gotta love them. Thanks Ray!

When I lived in Richmond, me and my coworker Chris used to go to this local court house to eat lunch. They had like two dollar employee meals so we pretended that we worked there. Nothing like a two dollar lunch - definitely worth the charade. So its a city building right? And you could smoke in it. Except over the xerox machines. There were actual signs posted that said "Do Not Smoke Over the Xerox Machine" and I could never figure that out. Did they worry that smoke directly over the machine could adversely affect it more than smoke from beside it could? That you would ash on the glass? That you would set your papers on fire? I have no answers.

Speaking of Virginia, we had Lisa & Tom visiting us a week ago. We ended up going to Miss Williamsburg one night for dinner, and damn was it good!

Monkeys pay to see Monkey ass.

Russian hypnotist street crime.

You know how I'm obsessed with Project Runway? Is anyone else watching it? Cos Jim and I are convinced that Wendy was hired by the shows producers to "shake things up" as they say. She's a plant, man...For real. I mean, here this completely talentless hack just beat out the lovely lip-glossed Austin and took his spot at the NY fashion show! And what kind of self respecting designer wears a coat that resembles hospital scrubs in broad daylight?! Why the hair?!

Wendy actually designed this. Shudder. Although I will mourn the loss of Austin, I'm deeply devoted to Jay and may have to buy one of his not-so-hot bags just to represent.

Alert: The New Bomb Turks are at Union Pool Sunday March 20th.

February 6, 2005

Ok, Manitobas was WAY too much. You know it's been one of those nights when you wake up the next morning and the first message you hear on your voicemail is "How did I get white paint all over me?" And you have no answer whatsoever to offer. (That was Jenny with the white paint inquiry. I'm still curious.)

Yeah, so once again its: Blanket Apology Time. Did I accidentally insult you? Forgive me please. Am I responsible for your overdose? Again, mea culpa. It will not happen again. Please tell me that someone slipped me a roofie, and that my bad behavior was not just the result of too many shots of jagermeister. You can all rest assured that my husband is back in town and lucky for the general public, he keeps me on a short leash....or a shorter leash.

Cecily, who was supposed to leave at midnight, that then turned into closing time, did keep her word and she did not go to Brooklyn. Kudos!

Here's Lisa's take on the night.

February 5, 2005

Too hung over to see straight. Yet still able to post pictures. I offer no explanation for any of this. Please kill me.

See more here.

February 4, 2004

Well, now we know for sure that she's clean.

Yay Courtney!

January is here.