Wednesday, August 31, 2005

Art, or something like it

The last time I was home, my mom and I checked out an exhibition at the New Britain Museum of American Art called "NEW/NOW" featuring the watercolors of Gene Wilder. Yes, the Gene Wilder. Crazy hair, Willy Wonka, Blazing Saddles tooting Gene Wilder. They were really lovely with lots of delicate brushwork and bold use of color. I was really impressed by his work as a painter, when in my mind he is an actor, and a damn funny one at that. It gave me a whole new appreciation for the man.

But it still didn't stop me from walking through the exhibit while singing "Puttin' on the Ritz" in my head.

Tuesday, August 30, 2005

Urgh-y Words

I have some friends who have words in the English language that make them uncomfortable. To be plain honest, the words give them the heebie jeebies. I have one friend who cringes hearing the word "custard". I have another friend who throws up her hands when the word "panties" is mentioned. Then you have the ever famous "episiotomy", which used to make the women who lived in my college suite cross their legs and wince.

For me, I am totally bothered by the word "moist". It doesn't make me think of nice soft gooeyness, like in "moist cake". Instead, I think that it sounds like something really dirty, that you would find under a stone along with some mushy slugs or something. I think that it is that dipthong in the middle that just gives it that twist that pushes it over the edge. MOIOIOIOIST.


Monday, August 29, 2005

Day One back from vacation, or I want my MTV...back

I keep reading on about the MTV Video Music Awards (VMAs) that were held over this weekend in Miami.

Stop the presses: MTV still shows music videos??? Who knew?

Remember the good old days of videos, like Ray Parker Jr.'s one for "Ghostbusters" or Dire Straits' "Money for Nothin'"? When "120 Minutes" showed videos by cool alternative bands like The Cure at midnight on Sunday? (My best friend used to tape them and then we would watch them at her house after school on Monday.)

I think that I must have stopped watching MTV for the videos after the one for REM's "Everybody Hurts" came out. I think that about says it all. Between the high class episodes of reality programing such as "The Real World", "Road Rules" and "The Osbournes and Dr. Drew vs. Real World/Road Rules", I stopped seeing videos on MTV. I assumed that they went the way of Martha Quinn and Tabitha Soren, sorely missed.

Tuesday, August 16, 2005

Starting them early

One of my colleagues just relayed the following, as delivered by her three year-old nephew who is having a "bad day" and was having difficulty opening something:

"Can somebody please help me so that we don't have any drama?"

The sad thing, kid, is it doesn't get any better.

Monday, August 15, 2005

Wasting time

Last week, we got a color laser printer in the office. As our IS support was leaving after setting the machine up, one of them said to me with a wink, "Now remember, this isn't to be used for printing photos of Orlando Bloom off of the internet."

I looked at him in mock horror and replied, "John, how could you even think that I would do that? Anyhow, Orlando Bloom is SO 2003."

So on Friday, when I was in the office all by myself, how did I occupy myself? Printing out Harry Potter bookmarks from the Scholastic website.

Hey, at least it wasn't Orlando Bloom! ;)

Friday, August 12, 2005

Prejudice about Pride and Prejudice

My friend Mem often talks about how she thinks Jane Austen novels makes young girls crave unhealthy relationships for unattainable/emotionally distant men. Not that that has ever happened to me. < /irony>

Personally, I like Mr. Darcy better than Mr. Bingley. All that uptight repression could have transformed itself to something very interesting in the bedroom. Behind closed doors. Under the covers. With the lights off.

On the other hand, I totally am of the opinion that the Brontes were masochists. Rochester and Heathcliffe are total sadists; all they needed were restraints and riding crops. And I bet that they probably had them somewhere too. Like in the attic with the kinky maniac.

Wednesday, August 10, 2005

Yummy food and stuff

I have only had real Mexican food (the kind made by people actually from Mexico, rather than people at places with names like "Border Cafe" or "On the Border") twice and could not believe how super tasty the real deal was. And also, how I didn't need to DIE later in the day after eating it.

It is too bad that it can't be imported to the greater Boston area. I suppose that I should be content with tasty margaritas and some chips and salsa, sans cilantro.

And the late night service window at Taco Bell.

Wednesday, August 3, 2005

Some one call the ASPCA or the American Kennel Club at least...

And people say I'm a pet hater? Look at President Bush trying to throw his dog!!! It's a puppy, not a pigskin!


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