October 30, 2005
Happy Halloween! It was also Jay's birthday, Tracy's birthday and Cecily gave birth to a baby girl! That's a good week.
I'm monumentaly tired at the moment, so I'm just throwing up some shots from last night...enjoy.
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October 24, 2005
Just got back from the Frankfurt Book Fair, and although I warmed up to Frankfurt a bit more this trip, I still feel kinda "eh?" about the place. But I managed to take a day trip to Heidelberg, which was an absolutely charming little city. See?
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October 16, 2005
I'm in Germany until the 24th. Bye!
October 12, 2005
This may be the coolest thing ever - an online pedometer.
It seems The Strokes are casting an "edgy" (not) video. If it's for this new song I'll like it even if the video is lame.
I have a jacuzzi bathtub. I do. It's amazing. And Bali and Craig sent us these yummy Fruits & Passion bath products that mean I get to take fruit flavored bubble baths. Also amazing.
So Jim has a friend named Scott who used to work for FEMA. Apparently during Scott's tenure there he wrote a rap for FEMA, and it is still online for all of us to, uh...enjoy. It actually encorporates the word "mitigation". Enough said, go listen. Scott told Jim people are making fun of him online, but I just can't imagine that to be true.
October 10, 2005
I know this sounds like a big old excuse - and of course it is - but Jim is doing a buttload of freelance work from home recently and as a result I have no computer time. I literally sneak on to do email for a half hour a day. Compared to the endless hours I spent before, this is nothing. So yeah, lack of updates? Blame Jim.
So the other morning Jim and I saw the police sawing bike chains off of parked bikes, loading them up and carting them off. In my naivete I thought they must have found a bunch of stolen bikes. Right? But no, instead they are confiscating bikes...why, I have no idea. Watch out at the Beford stop, cos this is where we saw it happening.
Not that I am ANY fan of bike riders and/or bikes at the moment - about 2 weeks ago, I got hit by a bike going the wrong way under the BQE. And it knocked the wind outta me and knocked both myself and the rider to the ground. And while the guy was all "I'm sorry...are you ok?!" All I could say was, "You were going the motherfucking wrong way!" (I swear to God, I managed to use the word "motherfucking" at least three times in my very truncated conversation with this guy after he hit me.) And he kept saying he knew and he was sorry...and that was it. There was really nowhere for us to go from there.
So when another cyclist almost hit me on Driggs last week...again going the wrong way down a one way street...and then had the audacity to roll her eyes at me as she came to a full stop without hitting me, I was ready to throw down. Yes, I have no shame, I had all intentions of going mano a mano with the bitch. However, in my attempt to get my Ipod shut off and my sunglasess off (cos I can't think or speak with that combo on) she rode off. Ugh! So frustrating. I am going to end up clotheslining people at the base of the Williamsburg bridge just to get my anger out.
On that tip, serious riders - you're gonna go sterile.
I am watching the Real World Austin and I think I may have completely peetered out on my Real World fixation. I'm not really enjoying it anymore...There is so much reality around at the moment, that while formulaic, is made up of a new formulas invented almost daily, instead of the tired old "we picked six people to live in a house" blah blah blah. I did read that the next Real World is Key West. And you know regardless of how played I think it is I will most likely be watching that too. It's a sickness.
I was home feeling ill the other weekend and Jim came into the bedroom looked at the tv and asked, "Has it really come to this?" And I just nodded, as I sat and watched a marathon of the show Filthy Rich Cattle Drive. Seriously, that could be considered someone's bottom. Just not mine.
I read Freakonomics which was a fun, quick book that I could talk about for days as it is filled to the brim with studies and statistics, two of my favorite things...but I will not bore y'all with that stuff ...suffice to say, read the book.
I also read Augusten Burrough's Magical Thinking and was totally let down yet again. He just keeps coming off as this poor-man's David Sedaris to me. And I want to like him so badly.
Funniest video of the shittiest mix tape.
Service to save your ass.
October 5, 2005
Wow-wee! Pat M. had a baby girl named Stella. See for yourself:
I wanna go to this show...who's in?
Tony Blair's a punk. Oi Oi Oi!
October 4, 2005
We just flew back from Virginia, and boy are our arms tired... I had to go there....sorry, couldn't help myself... Is this mike on?
Ok, we went to the National Zoo's Conservation and Research Center in Front Royal, Virginia. They are only open to the public two days a year. All the other days they are conducting evil experiments, like crossing the DNA of asparagus with that of chimpanzees, but last Sunday it was pretty chill with no overt bizarre happenings. There weren't a lot of animals however, and those that were there looked about to pass right out from the heat. There were these cute red pandas literally draped over their perches like they were sleeping off a bender from the night before.
The best part of this trip was Tom overhearing the following conversation at the stand that gave out the fake nature tatoos:
Woman behind the counter leaning down to a small child: "Do you want to answer a trivia question?"
Child: "I have cats?"
Soooooooo Ralph-Wiggim style hilarious. I almost wet myself.
In completely unrelated news, while looking for a replacement for Six Feet Under we found Weeds - you should check it out.
So yeah, Jim and I moved and I never even posted photos of our new place. Very unlike me. Anyway, we took a bunch of photos so that we could show them to our parents this weekend and so here, without further ado, is our new crib:
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