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June 30, 2008
SEW AMAZING
(If only this said Mariah Carey...)
Via my love for you is a stampede of horses.
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Five-Word Movie Review Monday
The Bird With the Crystal Plumage
Suspenseful, compelling, luscious...Grazie Argento!
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Bathing Beauties
I told you I'd keep you up to date about the "CABIN BATHROOM RENOVATION" of 2008, and a girl of my word I am. (Also, a girl of my girdle but that's another post entirely.) Ahhhhhh...well, lessee. Looking back to...um...last Wednesday, I remember that I started the process as every good process should start - with an online shopping escapade. First step, hardest step: shower curtain. And while it may have been a bit tough to find a cost-effective one that didn't have flounces or see-through crossword puzzles or cartoon characters, it's still a lot easier to start with this piece and work from there than, say, starting with paint colors and having to play Harriet the Spy to get coordinating bath linens. Let the curtain be your guide!
So, after a few moments of looking through the dreadful/boring options, I decided I wanted a kid-friendly, cabin-appropriate, nature-appreciative theme. Yeah, it was between that and a rococo, Louis XIV, bejeweled bidet handle kind of vibe. Potato, potahto.
Behold what alighted:
Marimekko Kaiku Shower Curtain from Finn Style. (A look previously drooled over here.)
The next step was way easy, finding a small bath mat that matched the curtain:
Pottery Barn Classic Bath Rug in Clover Green. (That's the one on the far bottom right. I've got quite the eye for color, no?)
And then, it was on to the walls. I think we'll probably go for white or cream and let the curtain be the star, but I still wanted to add something on them to bring some pattern to that side of the room. And wallpapering is not - nor ever will be - my renovation forte. Even after my mom recommended I just drink Mai Tais during the application, which apparently is how she and my Nana redid vast portions of our house. Mai Tais? Check. Wallpaper paste and pattern aligning frustration? Pass.
So, I settled on some sweet little bird wall graphics:
Fly Away Wall Graphic in Ash from Etsy seller ellynelly (Note: the "Ash" is a dark gray. Again, color + me = fistpound.)
These also work to alleviate my bird-guilt over housing, feeding and caring for a multi-fanged killer. Win-win.
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June 28, 2008
Who You Calling a Dumbbell?
At last, I've found an adjustable, easily-stored and affordable set of dumbbells. I loathe lifting weights at the gym. Something about touching all those germy, sweaty, ne'er cleaned handles sets my guts a-roiling. So this (admittedly casual) search has been in the foreback of my mind for ages. And now my mind may rest. My ass and lats on the other hand? They'll be pumping.
Sportblock (3-24 lbs.), $129 plus $29 shipping
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June 25, 2008
Voice Recognition
I subscribe to a free service called CallWave that saves you the minutes charges of calling to your voicemail by setting up your voicemail through your phone number. And since you're obvs in your network, it's a free call. You can also listen to and archive the messages online. The other bonuses of CallWave, if you want to call them that, is that they email and text you a written version of the message. This leads to some hilarious interpretations, but generally you can get the jist of the message. Like, take, the below. A message I just got from my Dad. Relevant portions bolded:
"..how are you we're fine beautiful day I went back to the government tell the just well after pulling over the whole, wine rack on top of me last night mountain broke a bottle of flowers and got a few bruises, but apparently survive and I was telling the drummer colleges why this unusual bruise on my leg and she says, how old are you so listen. I discovered that I wrist amount has 2 versions of our town or my town whatever is you know that great song she wrote, fantastic song, on you to and one of them is was sitting around with Mary Black and name is Lou Harrison someone's living room and doing it and the other is her just singing it and the sound quality on her just individual thing is so wonderful plus they print the words out and as you know as you probably know, the worse or absolutely incredible, so epp I'm it's just like there's so many, great things don't you too and you just kind of discover, you know by following a trail and I hadn't. I've got an Irish demand CD, but it doesn't - I don't think have our town on it and somewhat if you would do me a favor, if you don't know that's they'll listen to it so we can talk about it and if you do go listen to it you've big old earlier, OK now I'm going to go over and play with my cats so I have to prioritize and get off the phone with humans, love you oh here's real good news in case Matt hadn't told you Donnie was accepted it sent Johnson Annapolis so is he said now I don't have to apply that 12 or 15 schools make sure I get in one you know I can apply to the you know 5 or so that I'm really interested in and relax you know, so that was great news, love you so much really like."
So, you know...the gist.
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And the Good News is...
NEW YORK: US PR firms earned an average 19.7% profit in 2007 despite an economic downturn, according to StevensGouldPincus' (SGP) annual Best Practices Benchmarking Survey.
Via PR Week
HAHA! Global domination, suckas! My retail dreams can, in the words of Heather Jean, "eat a dick." For it's all about the Pentiums, to me.
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June 24, 2008
Enememorial
In this Wednesday, June 18, 2008 hand out photo, nurses are seen, posing near a monument to enemas at Mashuk Akva-Term Sanatorium in the town of Zheleznovodsk, Russian Caucasus Mountains region. Alexander Kharchenko, director of the Russian spa says the world's first monument to enema treatments has been unveiled at the spa in the southern city of Zheleznovodsk. The bronze syringe bulb, weighs 800 pounds and is held by three angels.
Via AP Photo
(Thanks, Matt!)
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Foreign Exchange
There's a "teaser" online for Foreign Exchange, the movie my sweet lil duder Elliott wrote!
According to IMDB, it also stars Booger, who sadly doesn't make a cameo in the above. Clint Howard, though? Gotcha covered.
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The Newest Addition
This is Promises, a Trakehner colt born just last week to Preglestar. He's been bringing my ma a lot of joy while she's sidelined with a broken (ouch!) rib (ouch!) and is, by all accounts, both an officer and a gentleman. As well as a full brother to her yearling colt Pharaoh.*
*All the Trakhehner babies have to have names beginning with the first letter of the dam's name. This is all well and good when it's "P" but was a bit tougher when the mare Upstart was pumping 'em out. The suggestion "Umbilicus" was rejected more times than I care to count.
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My Friend is Physically Fit
Kirsten just e-mailed me to say she'll be lurking around my house this September following RUNNING THE FOLLOWING:
The Colorado Relay Classic is a 24-hour+ 170-mile team relay race, and is Colorado's Premier Team Relay designed for athletes of all abilities. The 2008 Colorado Relay Classic will be held on September 12-13, 2008, going from Georgetown to Carbondale, Colorado. Runners leave from Georgetown between 6am and 12noon.
I just had one of those marathony shitsplosions just thinking about it. Especially the "athletes of all abilities" detail. And now I have to go change. That's all.
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Wanted...Waaaaanted
Jon Bon Jovi action figure, $14.99 at Newbury Comics
(Also good: Lost Boys "David" action figure and, of course, Chuck D)
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June 23, 2008
MILE-HIGH MURDER
Walter just brought a LIVE BIRD into the basement. He toyed with it for a while before I dragged him off BY THE TAIL and brought the STILL CHIRPING bird (via dustpan) to my alleyway. Now it's lying there, dying, because I am too much of a pansy to go hasten the process...how? Hit it with a shovel? Drown it in a bucket? Encourage an addiction to cigarettes?
Ugh. Bad feelings all around.
Looking for some sympathy from the one who raised me, I called my mom. Her response: "Whatever. Life with cats. Our cats just caught two mice and a chipmunk and threw up all over the chairs on the back patio."
I am seriously rethinking this whole feline thing. Though it did bring me some joy that Matt described my blow-by-blow real-time description of the events that unfolded as "Blair Witchey."
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June 18, 2008
So Much Fame, So Little Whoring
My review of Babooshka on Yelp got picked the "Review of the Day" today. Whee! It's the second ROTD I've gotten, but I'm secretly pleased that this one got the golden nod of publicity because of the following wee nugget of overshare:
"What a little firecracker that lady is. Truth be told, she won me over the second I found out she was from NYC, but please, who can resist a chick who offers to set me up with a hot guy who works down the street, tells me I look like Bjork and gives me a recommendation for a Botox lady (Yes. I am that shallow. Word.) - all on my first visit? Love the cut, love the place, love her. And all this for $40?? I'm sold. And I'm totally getting Botox."
Ah. Vanity on display for all and sundry. I really am making a name for myself in this town.
UPDATE: I just looked back at my first ROTD, for Pilates Bodies, and saw that I wrote:
"...Indeed, if I had not such an affiliation for wine, candy and carbs, I would certainly be sporting the rock-hard abdomen so sought after in today's society. Alas. Pass the circus peanuts.
But, despite my best attempts to be chubbs and slovenly for the rest of my days, their classes (and one-on-ones) have kicked my "sits bones" into shape. My back (previously a tale of woe) has strengthened immeasurably, my skiing has improved, my hip bursitis (I am secretly 85 years old) has disappeared and best of all, I can go hungover and smelling like cigarette smoke and NO BIG DEAL. Minus, of course, the searing dehydration and need to pass out mid-class. Good times."
I need a personal editor. Or a muzzle.
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Low-Budge Bathroom Remodel
Now that my house is getting pretty close to completion (minus, of course, the additional bathroom I'm going to install next summer), I'm setting my sights on another. Matt's parents have a cabin outside of Breckenridge and within spitting distance to SOUTH PARK (in lovely Fairplay, for those of you in the Colorado-know) that I've spent quite a few weekends at over the past several months, and that might benefit from a few hours of dedicated work.
Considering the hospitality, generosity and warmth with which his family has treated me in regards to both the cabin and life on a whole, I've decided to repay the favor(s) in the best way I can think of: redoing one of the bathrooms at the cabin. Matt is extraordinarily capable at everything from installing tile to wiring light fixtures to plumbing pipes, so the operation on my end will be more a picking out and buying type of thing rather than actually INSTALLING. Or so I like to tell myself. Matt has already informed me that I'll be "an expert at mudding" (aka installing drywall) by the time this is through. It's that kind of talk that makes me weepy.
Thus far, we've decided to go with beadboard wainscoting, quarter-round and a pre-built tub/shower surround. Next steps are picking out paint colors (aka seeing what leftover paint I have in enough quantities to cover the square footage), tearing down wallpaper, refinishing the walls and ripping out the FRP (fiberglass-reinforced plastic) panels currently covering most of the vertical space. The shower fixture needs to be replaced as well. The floor, toilet and sink are A-OK so we're hoping to get the project done over a very long weekend in August. That's all for now. Pictures to come as we get further along in the process.
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Teacher's Pet at the Buntport
This Monday, Buntport will host the latest installment of its open-mic show "Teacher's Pet." The theme is "I'm a People Person: Lies Told in Resumes and During Job Interviews."
Sign up to tell your story to the audience and to the entire metro area as KBDI Channel 12 will be there. Sign up starts at 8 p.m., the show at 9 p.m. and free beer at beer p.m.
Still in doubt you'll have a good time? Ah, doubters! For you, I post this, the above, a picture of me and Hannah (one of the founders of Buntport) from junior year in college.
Note my 1997 eyebrows and, uh...awesome shirt...which I stole from MY BROTHER.
See how Hannah makes me laugh despite my appearance.
Laugh, Bree, laugh.
Let Hannah make you laugh as well.
Support independent theater.
Support Denver's cultural institutions.
Support Team Buntport.
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June 17, 2008
Why I Love My Dad: Part One of Infinity
Commentary (written in black sharpie) on a recent Cintra Wilson article he mailed to me: "Although a good writer, CW is an asshole."
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June 16, 2008
Scrunch or Fold?
I scrunch.
Except when I fold.
(Thanks, MPS!)
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She Was FRAMED
I found two great, low-budge framing options online today.
Bulldog clips, thumbtacks, eye hooks and salvaged wood via Apartment Therapy Chicago
Old wooden hangers (my Mom has about 150 of these if you're interested) via Poppytalk and O at Home. I think these would look frametastic with a selection of August Sander prints.
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June 15, 2008
Five-Word Movie Review Sunday
Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?
Brutal; awesome dialogue. Ah, Williamstown!
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Seriously Though, Have You Met My Dog Yet?
If not, I would suggest you jump to.
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More Underminer!
For I will continue milking this mini-connection until the constantly hugged goats come home.
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June 14, 2008
The Royal Couple
I forget where I first saw this, but it's mine now. $20 from Etsy seller almost famous. I also like the Harold and Maude one, but admittedly a little less so ever since finding out a guy I know uses that movie to get the ladeez laid. The whole octogenarian sexual romance thing seems somehow...a bit sullied now. Call me crazy.
Paypal, you're gonna bring me to financial ruin.
Etsy, you're not helping things.
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June 13, 2008
Time to Move On; Time to Get Going
I've got to hustle into a client meeting in a few momentos (and thus need to change out of my bra-revealing t-shirt and grungy flipflops, SIGH), but wanted to quick let you in on a 50-percent off sale at Lucky Brand Jeans. True, some of the stuff is revolto. And true, some of the stuff is more suited to a Horde (was that an acronym? HORDE, if so) show in 1995 than urbane urbanitude in 2008. And also true, the site is RIDICULOUSLY slow loading. But I got the following for a mere 31 guilder (plus shipping):
Green keyhole smocked top, $19
So, in addition to not having to use my AK, today has been a good day.
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Cell Phone Brain Cancer Ratings
Or something. I skimmed it. But I'm at a 1.21...so that's, um...refreshing.
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Vacation All I Ever Wanted
We're going up to Matt's family's house outside of Breckenridge tomorrow to spend the night and kick back in the mountains. I can't wait. This whole "working from home" thing is giving me some sorta intense cabin fever. I'm, like, at 102 degrees right now. And hallucinating.
The plan is to head out of town after our respective fitness classes early in the morning (me - Pilates; Matt - chi gung, which I don't know how to spell but is basically three hours of deep lunges) and then take the dogs for a hike before settling in for a night of Ruk Shuk tourneys and cold beers.
The following weekend, we'll be heading to the lake in Nebraska for a big party hosted by Marie's folks. Then, it'll be up to Steamboat for the 4th of July, followed almost immediately by my trip back to Massachusetts and New York.
This summer is already flying by, and it's hardly begun. Damn it feels good to be a gangsta.
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June 12, 2008
Back Away From the Aqua Net, Amy
Via Jezebel
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Gifting: Zombie Edition
Now that the gifts have arrived in the hot hands of their various recipients, I can share with you my latest purchases for both Margo and my number one, chock-fulla-awesome homeslice. BEHOLD:
That's right. The "I Love You More Than Zombies Love Brains" decorative collector mug from foldedpigs on Etsy. Looks like I bought the last two of these, but I'm sure she'll make more if the you ask real nice-like.
People always say to me, "Bree - how do you find the perfect present time and time again? How?? And you're so pretty too!" And my answer to that, friends, is easy: "A lot of spare time, quick typing skills and total lack of budgeting. Also, the application of placenta facials." With the nurturing of this skill set, you too can be broke, popular and GORGEOUS. Good luck!
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Abuse
I know it gets confusing around here, but the upstairs is from my brother. I am, of course, considering legal action.
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June 11, 2008
Candy, Candy, Candy, I Can't Let You Go
Candy I'm Thinking About on Wednesday Afternoon
Good & Plenty
Good & Fruity
Licorice Chocolate Bars
Moro Bars*
I used to have a daydream when I was a kid that I was somehow let loose in a Good & Plenty factory and could swim unmolested through a giant vat of those delightful nubs. Swim with my mouth open and my jaws gnashing, I mean.
CANDY.
GIMME.
SRSLY.
*These can be bought at that deli on 2nd and 9th-ish. Across from the Telephone Bar, I think. Do yourself a favor, New York.
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June 10, 2008
Junk Metalhead
Amazing. After trying to unload my old stove on the Denver Rescue Mission, Habitat for Humanity and Freecycle with NO takers, I finally dragged it out into my alleyway, literally, four minutes ago. And I can hear someone moving it onto a truck right now.
As you might've guessed from the above, the junk metal trade is alive and well in central Colorado. In fact, Matt's Dad just bought a house with all of the metalwork and pipes and whatever-else-makes-up-a-house-that-could-possibly-be-stolen stripped out, and the furnace abandoned by weakly-biceped thieves in the kitchen. (Consider a rewrite on that last sentence. - ed.)
This all makes me think that Dukie from The Wire (excuse me, Duquan) might find some financial success in the metro Denver area. Just sayin'.
Welcome! I like your pants! Oh lighten up, Michael...
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June 09, 2008
Les Papillons
Allposters.com is having a 25-percent off sale (coupon code 25OFFJU), which makes me want to e-mail the person who complimented my Andy Warhol (but not Andy Warhol-ish) butterfly poster recently, but I can't remember who that person was. Molly? Angela? Marie? This is where I got it. The fine frame it's in was conceived of and executed by, of course, Target. I'm immersed in class over here, people. Immersed in class.
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June 07, 2008
Red Rocked
Marie and I went to see John Prine and Emmylou Harris last night at Red Rocks. The show was incredible - and, though I liked John Prine beforehand, I am now a ridiculous fan. What a performance. What a songwriter.
Here's a performance of "In Spite of Ourselves" with Iris DeMent. (He sang this last night with my all-time fave Emmylou.) This is one of his funnier tunes; ones like Sam Stone and Hello in There will make you cry. Which no one really wants on a Saturday morning. Regardless, I urge you to check this guy out if you haven't before. Wonderful stuff.
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June 05, 2008
MY BROHAN IS ENGAGED!!!
Matt and Margo have semi-sealed the deal! Here's a picture of them right after the proposal (and acceptance!) in verdant Montreal over Memorial Day Weekend. WHHEEEE! So excited to welcome my sister from another mister (and hopefully from another Mom) to the fam. Best of luck at the Hassle Castle (Hasselhoff Castlehoff), Margo! We are as tall in love as we are in corpora.
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Off Off Broadway
Margo's newest movie, Off Off Broadway, is online HERE. It's very good, and lending a fun diversion on this windy, rainy and frigid day. Also, bonus info: I (kind of) went on a date(-ish) with the guy in the beard in the first five minutes. Of course, it didn't work out, seeing as I LIVE IN DENVER. But whatever. As if you couldn't tell by like the last 50 posts (minus the Door to Door Organics one), I am (kind of) constantly fondled by fame(-ish).
UPDATE: Margo's in pasties!
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Door to Door Organics
Following Angela's lead, I just signed up for a weekly vegetable delivery from Door to Door Organics. For less than $25, I'll get a box of homegrown-ish goodies plunked on my doorstep every Wednesday. Plus, if my garden goes into hyperdrive (which I'm fully expecting following my EXPERT application of peat moss and fertilizer pellets), and all TWELVE red cabbage plants (what was I thinking??) start producing, I can cancel the orders. And see how long I can survive on a diet consisting solely of cabbage borscht. Stanky!
Their national areas of coverage are:
* Colorado - Aurora, Boulder, Colorado Springs, Denver
* Connecticut - Darien, Fairfield, Norwalk, Trumbull and more
* Delaware - All of DE, Dover, Wilmington
* Pennsylvania - All (incl. Philadelphia Area)
* Maryland - All. (Bethesda, Baltimore...)
* New Jersey - Delivery to all NJ: Princeton, Trenton ...
* NYC and New York - All NY and NYC
* West Virginia, VA and DC - Organic Home Delivery Service
It's like Kozmo all over again! Minus the Ben & Jerry's, movies and cigarettes. Pouring out a Coke Classic for you, Kozmo...
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POTD (Phrase of the Day)
Spit the bit
As in my boyfriend's surprise that a male friend of ours had not "spit the bit" and broken up with his girlfriend.
Spit the bit
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I am a Complete Wishta
Above, Mike Albo as the Underminer (the best friend who casually destroys your life). Pick up his book to enjoy at your leisure and bask in the illustrations by the lovely CARL J.F., the talent behind the Sweet and Bitter logo and various other important design pieces.
Via Radar because that's apparently the only site I read
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June 04, 2008
Homeboy
I was just flipping through the latest issue of Country Living (because that's how I like to rock on Hump Night), and was shocked (!) to see my "Uncle" Mike's gorgeous house featured! Well...uncle's how I always knew him, but to get technical - he's my mom's best friend and my brother's godfather.
No stranger to house press, he, Mike is an amazing craftsman whose restoration of this 1787 Federal in Connecticut also has been in Martha Stewart Living twice. I've seen it myself, and the house as well as the the back outdoor entertaining area, pond and waterfall are all absolutely stunning.
The article isn't online, but I found pictures of the property here. Be sure to click through the link for more pictures on the next page. Apparently it's up for grabs for $3,150,000 so, you know, time to sell some stuff on ebay and get your financials in order.
And if you want to read a wonderful piece Mike wrote about riding in a fox hunt, click here.
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Top Chef/Bottom Pronouncer
I'm watching a Top Chef rerun, and it's driving me crazy because they're cooking with plantains and EVERYONE is pronouncing it "planTAIN." Which is incorrect. The right way to say the word is "planTIHN," like mountain or captain. Of course, when it comes to esoteric pronunciation, it's sometimes best to just go with the flow and not sound like the one asshole making a mistake. Your call, but it's always recommended one knows the rules before one busts 'em. (This coming from the girl who still has to pause and consider before saying the word "oregano.")
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Breaking: Ed McMahon House Pictures Posted Online
Ed McMahon might lose his home!
As those of you who've read the "About Me" section over there realize, this is OF VITAL IMPORT when it comes to my romantic future. IT SEEMS THE LIVING ROOM IS NOT SUNKEN:
But...if he gets kicked out, will the NEXT house have a sunken living room? Will that be enough? I just don't know where to go with this.
In other news "She's Got the Look" by Roxette is cranking through my office right now.
THIS IS A DAY OF EMOTIONAL UPS AND DOWNS.
Posted by Bree at 01:29 PM | Comments (2)
Crusta-Kicks
Nike just came out with a limited edition set (only 200 pairs!) of New England lobster kicks. Packaged in a lobster trap-lookin' thing, and featuring a tablecloth-patterned interior, these are best enjoyed with McNamara's zucchini bread, corn on the cob and Jonathan Richman.
Via Lift Magazine
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June 03, 2008
Glug Glug
The Unhealthiest Drink In America
Baskin Robbin's Large Heath Bar Shake (32. oz)
2,310 calories, 266 grams of sugar, 108 grams of fat
73 ingredients go into this milk shake
66 teaspoons of sugar
11 Heath bars equal the calories in this shake
8-12 minutes to consume this drink
240 minutes on a treadmill running at a moderate pace to burn it off
Via Consumerist
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Five-Word Movie Review Tuesday
The Number 23
This movie is really dumb.
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Interesting in a 4.0 Kind of Way
Rick forwarded me a very interesting article about Colorado College (my alma as well as my mater) and its apparent descension into an elite nerd haven.
A few choice quotes from the piece follow:
While top administrators say those numbers speak to the school's excellence, some faculty members and even a vice president worry that a 97 percent retention rate could be a signal they are not taking enough "risks" with their admissions.
"Even though we're getting students on paper who are better on test scores, a lot of us miss what we used to call the quirky student," said Claire Garcia, an English professor. "We're seeing fewer and fewer of those."
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I had the best time of my life at that school, and credit about 99-percent of it to the friends I made and the people I met. Because I'm a fascinating conversationalist, I always say that the strength of CC rested in its students; kids who didn't care about going to a "name" school on the east coast, kids who didn't necessarily achieve the highest marks in school but who had the most fun and rewarding times in high school, and kids who looked at education as but one way in which to create a fulfilling life. Many of us went against our family's wishes - and our peers' trajectories - to travel thousands of miles to be there. In fact, I was one of THREE kids in my high school class (Hi Danny! Hi Brooke!) who left the Northeast for college, and many of those at CC could boast similar statistics. The totally individualized and rampant successes that my friends have made out of their post-grad careers - and their post-grad lives - speak to this kind of attitude. I mean, look at me! I have a BLOG, for Chrissake! Now if that's not original...
I hope that CC figures this one out. I have such pride for that school, and such respect for the work that is achieved there, that I would hate to see it lose itself in cultural and intellectual whitebreadness. Sad to say that in an e-mail chain amongst my friends this morning, most of us are saying we wouldn't be able to get in to the school anymore. Jungle Wing REEEEVOLT. Form of: bucket of bongwater.
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June 02, 2008
Adventures in Online Retailing
Question for you: is there something wrong with this picture? Head-size-wise, I mean? The more I look at it, the more confused, ashamed and embittered I feel.
Well, maybe not the last two.
But I'm definitely not buying those shorts.
Via Nordstroms
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