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The darker the chocolate, the richer the taste

Tuesday, December 16th, 2008

Sunday, March 30, 2008

Hairspray was orginally made in 1988.  About 1962. And it was remade in 2007. So social commentary has been a little … distorted.  But still, man, I’m mid-Corny’s dance off and I have to say, I love it.  I’m actually getting a little teary. Of course, I cried during Run Fatboy Run (two Emma thumbs up) this afternoon, so my emotional threshold isn’t necessarily the gold standard.

1) What I remember from my first time, watching the original: the ditzy white best friend making out pretty aggressively with her new african american boyfriend. In an alley. And possibly someone making out with Corny Collins (unless that was Grease?). This has all been removed from the new version.  While I understand the need for a PG-13 rating, I have to say that social change should come with passion, no?

2) Cross dressing? Divine, the famous cross dresser who played the original Mrs. Turnblad, was.. campy. She was fabulous in the way that the women I saw at BJ’s Carosel were fabulous – intentionally feminine but.. majestic. Bigger and bolder and just MORE than a born woman would ever be. John Travolta played Mrs. Turnblad in the new version and swear to god, he looked like a woman.  An enormous woman. A statuesque woman with a suspiciously deep voice, but there was nothing that said drag queen. Why hire a man if a woman is what you want? Really? Plus, I know there are rumors about him being gay, and I can’t say that this was the best way to dispell them.

3) Segregation is bad. Smart people know that. Smart brave people say ’hey lets stop this’. Only stupid people actually fool around with those of the opposite race.  Wait, is that the message they meant to send? Really?

4) You’re more likely to be overweight if you’re brunette. Really, that’s what I learned. Blond girls are more likely to be skinny manipulative bitches who have the cute guys for the first half of the movie/life, and brunettes can get fat and will be loved anyway. As the possibly worst person EVER, I found myself chanting the ’fatty fatty two by four’ poem at work the other day.  In my defense, I was talking to my friend about our recent failure to go to the gym, which we do together.  AND she’s the thinnest person I know. Invisible when standing sideways. But still. I’m evil.

5) Dancing used to be cool. There were dances everyone knew and they involved nifty hand movements and poofy skirts. Dances were danced on TV. I love poofy skirts. I love nifty hand movements. I love TV. I should’a been born in .. 1947.

And… I think that’s all it taught me. But I’m considering purchasing it because I feel there is so much more to learn.So much more.

Also, sweet thing bakeshop deposited its first checks today. Admittedly some have been sitting in my wallet for weeks, but still. First deposit. YAY me.

Jesus don't cry

Tuesday, December 16th, 2008

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Things I learned today:

1) Radicchio is disgusting. Really. It’s like bitterness and crunchiness and grossness all rolled up into a nasty purple leaf.  I remember wanting to make radicchio risotto when I was in college and not being able to find it anywhere – turns out Golden supermarkets were doing me a favor.  Thanks, Golden supermarkets, I would have wasted some serious college student cash on that cabbage wannabe.

2) Cloey will eat anything if you put enough salad dressing on it.  Hello, usage for the radicchio I picked out of my salad.

3) I always get what I want. Apparently. Except when I want it a lot – when I want it more than anything else.  What kind of ‘always get what you want’ is that, hmm? The lame kind, that’s right. And the very worst kind? Having the person who could give it to you telling you ‘you always get your way’, then kicking you out of their life. At least it helps you not want it anymore, I guess, huh?

4) Julianna Margulies has GREAT hair. I learned that women who have that crazy curly hair don’t want it, but man, it looks good from this side of the fence. The mildly-wavy-curly-ish-if-you-don’t-touch-it needs-straightening-if-you-want-it-to look-at-all-intentional side of the fence.

5) Any lawyer that dodges a soundbar ought to be disbarred.

6) Our favorite cake as adults is heavily influenced by what kind of cake our mothers made for our birthdays as children.

7) Just because it seems like two people are a good match on paper, it doesn’t mean they’ll like each other at all in person.

8) Unexpected reactions are addictive.  Ok, I learned that while at brunch with my lovely friend on Saturday, but I remembered today so I’m listing it under things I learned today.

Eight things. Whoever said ‘you learn something new every day’ wasn’t paying attention.  It has been a really really bad day.  But – look at what I have to show! Eight new things.  Yay me.

Can you hear me butterfly? Miles to go before you sleep

Tuesday, December 16th, 2008

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

or – The Aftermath of a Home Invasion.

No, no one broke into my house.  My darling Dawn was here for pre-wedding festivities/sushi/pajama parties/general girly type debauchery.  She was originally planning on bringing her husband-to-be and only staying with me a few days, but for some reason he didn’t want to hang out with his fiancee’s best friends while they discussed the wedding plans of the 50% of them that are betrothed and had pillow fights in thier underwear.  Who am I to judge?

So it honestly took me a bit to get used to having her here.  I mean, my mornings are about grinding coffee and watching VH1 while I put on my running clothes.  Not exactly sleeping guest friendly.  But now I miss her!! Stupid empty red couch.  So …. what am I doing to entertain myself?

So far:
    Contemplating whether or not I can see ghosts.

Do I have any reason to believe I can? Well… no. Unless that guy outside is a ghost. Which he totally could be, since no one but his dog is looking at him right now.  So that’s the question, right? Yes, I realize he PROBABLY isn’t a ghost.  But how do I know? So now I’m entertaining myself by considering ways of touching a stranger that don’t seem completely creepy, just to make sure he’s actually there.

(looking for secret messages? get back to work. ok, fine, there is one, but you’re probably not going to find it.)

*emmanation note: does it seem like an awful lot of these were posted on the 26th?

Well do you want to fall apart? I can't stop if you can't start

Tuesday, December 16th, 2008

Sunday, February 10, 2008

The Format are breaking up.
Is it just me, or does the fact that you will never hear a new song from your favorite band feel a little like knowing you won’t get to kiss the man you love ever again? Or finding out that you’re allergic to your favorite food?  Or hearing from your best friend that she’s joining the peace corps somewhere there are no phones?

this SUCKS.

Just a regular vegan JFK lookin’ for his MackieO

Tuesday, December 16th, 2008

Wednesday, February 26, 2008

Reasons I’m considering becoming a vegetarian:

1) Switching from a meat intensive diet to vegetarianism is the equivalent of switching from driving a Chevy Suburban to a Toyota Camry.  From an energy consuption standpoint, of course, not a straight up pimpin’ standpoint.  My diet isn’t particularly meat intensive, but I’m thinkin’ I might be able to swing the equivalent of a switch from, oh, a big red Toyota truck to a little grey Scion xB, huh?

3) MorningStar Farms Chik’n Patties.  YUM.  Better than the real thing.

4) My dog.  Yes, this is a stretch – but I love her! She has a personality, a life, a story… and maybe a cow would too if I got to know it.

Reasons I’m considering it being a stupid idea:

1) Hamburgers.  Red Robin, Chilis, Southern Sun…. with pineapple and teriyaki, with fried onions and barbeque sauce, with cheddar and tomatoes and lettuce and lots of mayonnaise….

2) Spaghetti Carbonara.  Probably not quite the same with Veggie Bacon.  I mean, I haven’t tried and I may, but it seems unlikely.

3) I’ve never actually met a cow… and probably never will.

That’s three reasons against and three reasons for.  Not quite the landslide I was hoping for – but life seems to be like that these days (kisses Hill, I’m still on your side).

Should I give it a week?  Maybe I’ll just join the Peace Corps.  You get the moral bonus, the reduced energy consumption, and you still get to eat meat.  It’s probably wild boar jerky, but I have no doubt it’s delicious none the less.