August 31, 2010
Boastful Aunt
Not to be a dork, but how cute is my niece, Julianna? I wanna kiss kiss kiss her. Look at those teeth! Look at those cheeks! Look at her little fingers! I love this kid.
Listen Listen
I'm pretty much obsessed with the song "Fatalist Palmitry" by Why?, which I've embedded below. I have no idea how it even wound its way into my iTunes, but it did. It must have been bundled in a mix I downloaded at some point. It just popped up in my life like it was supposed to be there anyway. I know nothing about the band but this song is so arresting it made me stop in my tracks when I first heard it. Now, I can't stop listening to it.
I'm drawn to the singer's voice. It's warm, like a smoldering campfire. Once I listened to the lyrics, I fell even deeper in love with the song. When he sings, "I'm lucky to be under/ the same sky that held/ the exhale from your first breath/ like a ring on a pillow of clouds," it breaks my heart but at the same time, it uplifts it too. It's such a humble sentiment. What can I say? It makes my heart flutter.
Also, MY NAME IS IN THE SONG! How rad is that? If you like bands like the Shins or Arcade Fire, you'll love this. Give it a whirl.
I'm drawn to the singer's voice. It's warm, like a smoldering campfire. Once I listened to the lyrics, I fell even deeper in love with the song. When he sings, "I'm lucky to be under/ the same sky that held/ the exhale from your first breath/ like a ring on a pillow of clouds," it breaks my heart but at the same time, it uplifts it too. It's such a humble sentiment. What can I say? It makes my heart flutter.
Also, MY NAME IS IN THE SONG! How rad is that? If you like bands like the Shins or Arcade Fire, you'll love this. Give it a whirl.
August 30, 2010
August 29, 2010
August 24, 2010
So
I had a crush on a guy this weekend. It felt good to watch him with sideways eyes and see him snap back to me like a rubber band as we walked along carpeted corridors. I'd be constantly aware of his whereabouts. Our arms would touch and it'd feel like an electric jolt. When we'd hug, I'd let it linger about .04 seconds too long. I'd even give him a little squeeze as I kissed him on his cheek. After a few drinks, I played with his hair and twirled it around so it'd look ridiculous. I offered him half of a cookie. I belly laughed at his jokes.
I knew he had a girlfriend, but I let myself get carried away. I'm the worst.
My flight home is in four hours. I can't wait to be in my own bed again.
I knew he had a girlfriend, but I let myself get carried away. I'm the worst.
My flight home is in four hours. I can't wait to be in my own bed again.
August 23, 2010
THIS is Amazing
It's Bob Fossil from the Mighty Boosh interviewing my homeboy, Har Mar Superstar. Whoa.
Btdubs, I'm in Vegas for one more day. I better make it count.
Btdubs, I'm in Vegas for one more day. I better make it count.
August 22, 2010
Quick Quick Quick
1. LA was fantastic. Honestly, I miss it. I met some amazing people in the short time that I was there. I loved Silverlake and can totally see myself living there. Hmmmmm. We'll see.
2. I didn't get to see my dream man. I was bummed about it for a minute, but I realized that not only does he already have a girlfriend but he doesn't drink so it'd probably be really boring to hang out with him. By the way, in case you were wondering who it was, it was the (very short) singer of my favorite band. So, that should tip you off. Blah blah blah.
3. However, I did get to hang out with Brett from Flight of the Conchords at a house party in Laurel Canyon. Not only is he incredibly handsome, but he does drink so we did shots of Patron together. I cracked him up a few times which was awesome. He was very easy to talk to and just an absolute delight to kick it with.
The only time I got starstruck was when I saw Chelsea Handler hanging out by the swimming pool. I wanted to introduce myself but I was too nervous. Oh well. Some other time.
4. I'm in Vegas right now staying at the Mandalay Bay. You're not gonna believe this, but I hung out with Flava Flav last night. It was insane. He invited us to a party at his house tonight. I hope we go. I'll be sure to take lots of pics.
5. I'm here because the Roots are playing the Miss Universe event tomorrow so I'm here hanging out with them. While Alexis is helping with the event, I'm in my hotel room trying to get some writing done. I'm going home on Tuesday.
Whew!
2. I didn't get to see my dream man. I was bummed about it for a minute, but I realized that not only does he already have a girlfriend but he doesn't drink so it'd probably be really boring to hang out with him. By the way, in case you were wondering who it was, it was the (very short) singer of my favorite band. So, that should tip you off. Blah blah blah.
3. However, I did get to hang out with Brett from Flight of the Conchords at a house party in Laurel Canyon. Not only is he incredibly handsome, but he does drink so we did shots of Patron together. I cracked him up a few times which was awesome. He was very easy to talk to and just an absolute delight to kick it with.
The only time I got starstruck was when I saw Chelsea Handler hanging out by the swimming pool. I wanted to introduce myself but I was too nervous. Oh well. Some other time.
4. I'm in Vegas right now staying at the Mandalay Bay. You're not gonna believe this, but I hung out with Flava Flav last night. It was insane. He invited us to a party at his house tonight. I hope we go. I'll be sure to take lots of pics.
5. I'm here because the Roots are playing the Miss Universe event tomorrow so I'm here hanging out with them. While Alexis is helping with the event, I'm in my hotel room trying to get some writing done. I'm going home on Tuesday.
Whew!
August 21, 2010
August 19, 2010
Let The Sunshine In
I'm in LA. So far, I'm loving it. I'm staying in a bungalow in Silverlake and it's ridiculously nice. Apparently, a lot of rock stars stay here because it's secluded. At least, that's what the proprietor told me. When I got here, I felt like Annie when she arrived at Daddy Warbuck's house. I spun around in a circle and just beamed.
So far, I've:
Today is going to be even more fun. I'm hoping to get some writing done and meet some people later on in the day. Tonight, we're going to a special performance with the Roots and John Legend. Should be radical. I'm hoping my mystery dude will do a pop-in. I'm pestering Alexis to text him and invite him out. She's trying to play it cool and not be all up in his shit. Seriously, this feels like high school and I want him to show up to my friend's party so I can make awkward conversation in the kitchen. I HOPE I GET TO SEE HIM!
Oh, before I forget, download 24 free songs from URBN. I love when they post up free mixes. Thought I'd pass that along to y'all. Enjoy!
So far, I've:
- Had lunch at the Peninsula Hotel and it was spectacular.
- Had a drink at the Standard Hotel. The bartender said that he could tell I was sweet because I was the only person who'd smiled at him all day. Awww. We had a nice conversation. He told me all about why he loves living here. I had to scoot, but it was nice shootin' the breeze with him.
- Had the BEST SUSHI OF MY LIFE. I forgot the name of the place but I basically had a foodgasm. Outside of the restaurant, we were walking back to our car when a guy semi-shouted at me that he liked the flower in my hair and his date shot him a look from hell. I felt superweird about it and scurried away.
Today is going to be even more fun. I'm hoping to get some writing done and meet some people later on in the day. Tonight, we're going to a special performance with the Roots and John Legend. Should be radical. I'm hoping my mystery dude will do a pop-in. I'm pestering Alexis to text him and invite him out. She's trying to play it cool and not be all up in his shit. Seriously, this feels like high school and I want him to show up to my friend's party so I can make awkward conversation in the kitchen. I HOPE I GET TO SEE HIM!
Oh, before I forget, download 24 free songs from URBN. I love when they post up free mixes. Thought I'd pass that along to y'all. Enjoy!
August 15, 2010
Worldly
This is pretty cool. My stat software for Shmitten Kitten can show me a map of the most recent 500 visitors. The map constantly resets itself during the day as more people visit the site, so any image you see is a snapshot that will likely change in five minutes. Check it out:
That's five continents right there! Holy moly! Africa and Greenland, join the party already.
As you can see, SK is clearly not just a Philly thing. Every few months I send an image of the map to my writers to remind them that people are reading SK all over the world. They get a kick out of it. I do too.
That's five continents right there! Holy moly! Africa and Greenland, join the party already.
As you can see, SK is clearly not just a Philly thing. Every few months I send an image of the map to my writers to remind them that people are reading SK all over the world. They get a kick out of it. I do too.
August 13, 2010
PHL > LAX > LAS > PHL
For someone who hates flying, I'm sure doing a ton of it next week. I'm going to LA for four days. Then, I'm going to Vegas for three.
I didn't always hate flying. I moved to New York City when I was 18, knowing that I'd have to fly home to Chicago every three months or so to see my family. I was fine with it. In fact, I liked flying. I liked knowing that I wasn't in control of anything for three hours. It's the same reason I liked staying in hospitals; it's a total break from the pressures and stresses of daily life. I'm off the hook. I'm just a passenger. I'm just a patient.
I stopped liking being a patient when I had surgery in 2006. And, I stopped enjoying plane rides after Sept. 11th. I worked ten blocks from Ground Zero and I had to go back to work in the immediate aftermath of the event. The air was rancid. The mixture of burning airplane fuel and smoldering destruction smelled toxic. It burned my eyes and lungs. My throat swelled up. I had trouble breathing. It was a mess.
So, every time I'm on a plane, I think about it. How could I not? I chomp on a few Xanax (prescribed) and just try to relax. It's funny; I used to love losing control on plane rides, but now it's the very thing that I can't stand about it.
Back to my trip. I'm excited. And nervous. I'm gonna be staying at some fancy hotels and getting some business done. I'm hoping to see someone special (you wouldn't believe who it was even if I told you!). I'm not sure if he'll have time to see me but I'm keeping my fingers and toes crossed that he will.
Oh, so in Vegas, I guess I'm going to the Miss Universe pageant? My friend is helping out with the event in some capacity, so she's taking me as her plus one. She said that I can meet Donald Trump. Um, yeah, we'll see if that happens. I don't even like Vegas. I've been twice before and I was bored because I don't gamble and I hate tourist-y shit. However, I have a feeling that the town is gonna be way more fun bopping around with her.
My life has been so crazy lately I'm just gonna roll with this.
I didn't always hate flying. I moved to New York City when I was 18, knowing that I'd have to fly home to Chicago every three months or so to see my family. I was fine with it. In fact, I liked flying. I liked knowing that I wasn't in control of anything for three hours. It's the same reason I liked staying in hospitals; it's a total break from the pressures and stresses of daily life. I'm off the hook. I'm just a passenger. I'm just a patient.
I stopped liking being a patient when I had surgery in 2006. And, I stopped enjoying plane rides after Sept. 11th. I worked ten blocks from Ground Zero and I had to go back to work in the immediate aftermath of the event. The air was rancid. The mixture of burning airplane fuel and smoldering destruction smelled toxic. It burned my eyes and lungs. My throat swelled up. I had trouble breathing. It was a mess.
So, every time I'm on a plane, I think about it. How could I not? I chomp on a few Xanax (prescribed) and just try to relax. It's funny; I used to love losing control on plane rides, but now it's the very thing that I can't stand about it.
Back to my trip. I'm excited. And nervous. I'm gonna be staying at some fancy hotels and getting some business done. I'm hoping to see someone special (you wouldn't believe who it was even if I told you!). I'm not sure if he'll have time to see me but I'm keeping my fingers and toes crossed that he will.
Oh, so in Vegas, I guess I'm going to the Miss Universe pageant? My friend is helping out with the event in some capacity, so she's taking me as her plus one. She said that I can meet Donald Trump. Um, yeah, we'll see if that happens. I don't even like Vegas. I've been twice before and I was bored because I don't gamble and I hate tourist-y shit. However, I have a feeling that the town is gonna be way more fun bopping around with her.
My life has been so crazy lately I'm just gonna roll with this.
August 12, 2010
A Strong Week
Hands down, this has been the best week of my life. Not only do I have the most amazing friends and family a person could ever ask for, but all I see is light ahead for miles and miles and miles.
Everything is just beginning.
Everything is just beginning.
August 8, 2010
August 7, 2010
August 4, 2010
The First 7 inch I Ever Bought Was "Rebel Girl" By Bikini Kill
I was a junior in high school and I'd play the record over the house stereo, bopping around in the living room when no one else was home. I memorized the lyrics because I'm a dork that memorizes song lyrics. I still get excited if I hear the song when I'm at a house party or over a jukebox.
