Saturday, June 28, 2003

The lambs were screaming
It has started again. I can hear one of my neighbors through the walls making an indescribable sound. It's kind of a combination of groaning, yelling, and whining--kind of like a pig getting slaughtered. I refer to him as Grace Poole. The first time I heard it I was scared to death. I'm a little bit worried if this keeps up. Just to clarify: I don't think he's having sex.

Since BG does it...
Here's my play list from Sat. morning djing 6-10am:

Village of Savoonga--score (part 2)
Miles Tilman--midpoint
Saxon Shore--4 months of darkness (soo good!)
Grasshopper and the Crickets--the ballad of the one-eyed angelfish
Godspeed you black emperor--providence (yes, all 29min. thank god for these guys during a 4hr. shift)
The animal collective--infant dressing
Cocteau twins--long calm
Charles Atlas--pondcup
movietone--the blossom filled streets
the children's hour--the lumberjack song
future pilot aka--om namah shivaya
dennis driscoll--penelope
the eaves--the good fear
mean red spiders--never heard of you
somnabulants--the acoustics of aquatics
Dykehouse (Ghostly International comp.)--map ref. 41 degrees north 93 degrees W
The high strung--throwaway
the gerbils--sunshine soul
cinerama--see thru
the divine comedy--national express
trash can sinatras--I've seen everything (i haven't heard these guys in years)
the parcels--snappy new haircut
junior senior-c'mon
the sick lipstick--cats are dangerous
the shins--when I step into the gloating sun
Britta Philips and Dean Wareham--ginger snaps
harper lee--no happy endings
simpatico--union station
glaring sturge--unnreleased dreams
Neil Hamburger--single life; motels
Glenn Branca--the ascension
A Silver Mt. Zion--broken chords can sing a little (yes, i know. how many epic bands can a girl play in one shift? not enough. I needed the time.)
Migala-primera parada
From monument to masses--the spice must flow
Asa Chang & Junray--kokoni sachiari
Push Button Objects--3 doctors
Timonium--end of an era
Jenny Toomey--charm city
RussenDisko comp./ Nogu Svelo--the little chinese bells

the more i look at this playlist, the more i realize I repeat a lot of music (and genres)--it's pretty standard Elise. I try to mix it up each week, and I have a habit of picking a few bands I've never heard of; it's difficult, though, going for 4 hrs. each week. Something is bound to be replayed. The experimental stuff just takes up more of my time, so i like it for that reason too.

**update: I just made to the Wall of Rock again with this list. I'm part of the two-timers club!

The ambiance will seduce you

Had Indian food tonight. Let me tell you that nothing says "Indian" like a concrete wall outside the restaurant with a mural of a glass of beer and what seems to be an Italian Chef. The interior is adorned (well, not exactly) with toy stuffed animals (a tiger and horse) and a budweiser mirror. Why is it that international restaurants do a half-assed job of using the decor of their country? Is it to appease Americans? I'd prefer it to be as authentic as possible. The food was good, made from scratch, and seemed authentic. Also, the chef/co-owner/wife of other owner told me I was beautiful. A little flattery can never hurt anyone.

The Hooters sign on my way to campus says:

poly: many
tics: Blood Sucking Parasites"

Politicians beware of the Hooters Clan!

Friday, June 27, 2003

The Best of Both Worlds
In case anyone gives a damn, I think I'll go see either L' Auberge Espagnole, Gerry, or Lawless Heart (I'm beginning to prefer the Matt Damon/ Casey Affleck collaborations much more than the Matt/ Ben ones) along with Charlie's Angels this weekend.

update: C. A. has a 48 from Metacritic. Maybe I'll wait for more opinions. Afterall, Nashville arrived a week ago from Netflix and I still haven't watched it.

I went into the Claude Pepper Museum next to my department yesterday while giving a tour of the FSU campus to my mother. I was unaware of and impressed with all his accomplishments. His liberalism made him a target during the Red Scare. The exhibit posted a speech by some McCarthyist accusing Pepper of being an extrovert, a nepotist and engaging in celibacy before marriage. The horror!

I've also looked at the pictures from my mother's wedding. I want to commend Mame on her excellent skills in photography. They're truly gorgeous.

Happy Birthday Big Gray!
mom says it too.

Thursday, June 26, 2003

#5 It's almost 1 and I'm still in my pajamas.

Plus sides of unemployment an incomplete list...
#1 It's ten o'clock and I'm still in my pajamas and I have no intention of changing anytime soon.
#2 I only have to answer the phone if I want to.
#3 Had I money, I could stay out drinking all night.
#4 Summertime reading

A moment ago, Beatrice the cat tried to jump in my lap but was a little short and just sat hanging with her claws dug into my leg. Didn't she realize how silly she looked? Or that my fucking leg was bleeding?

Wednesday, June 25, 2003

Careful what you wish for, or your ass-hole boss will have his secretary type up a letter informing you that you are to turn in your keys.
Anyone have any odd jobs that I can do for the next three weeks? I don't want my cable switched off now that the new season of S and the C is on...
Don't let my sparse words fool you, I am very upset.

Oh, and in case anyone was wondering: Ms. Comrade and PEMagee are the best of the best. How many friends can one girl have that will offer to give them money and feed them vodka tonics at 11:30 in the morning?

On PBS tonight
My professor informed me of this:

Race: The Power of an Illusion
Tuesday, June 24, 8:00pm
The Differences Between Us

The first episode examines several discoveries that illustrate why humans
cannot be subdivided into races, and reveals that there are no
characteristics, no traits — not even one gene — that distinguish all
members of one 'race' from all members of another.

Part 1 of 3 In Stereo (CC)

Other Broadcast Times

Tuesday, June 24, 8:00pm -- The Differences Between Us

Wednesday, June 25, 8:00pm -- The Story We Tell

Thursday, June 26, 8:00pm -- The House We Live In

She just kept curling and spraying, and curling and spraying...
Got my haircut today. I like my hairdresser, and I'll be damned if I have to pay $50 for a trim at a "hip" salon. The only problem is that she likes to use "the products" if you know what I mean. Is there something about saying "I'm going to work after this" that merits the bouffant look? Have no fear, though. Her hairspray is no match for the humidity today.

R.F. on cats
You know what totally isn't cool about having cats? Waking up to find a dead shrew next to your head.
That is my report.

Tuesday, June 24, 2003

It runs in the family
BG has a penchant for posting pictures of animals. So,this one's for you.

Nacho Fans, hear me now!
I thought I would point you guys to a picture of the best looking nachos I've ever seen. Photo compliments of my friend Matt "dolla" Billings.

Phoebe and Aaron turned me on to this last summer and I about peed myself laughing so hard. Artists and non artists alike can appreciate this one...

By the way, we're totally taking a road trip this fall to see the collection first hand.

Here is an interesting but morose way to spend your afternoon. Last meal requests from the Texas (where else?) Department of Criminal Justice.
Atta boy...
"Two 16 oz. ribeyes, one lb. turkey breast (sliced thin), twelve strips of bacon, two large hamburgers with mayo, onion, and lettuce, two large baked potatoes with butter, sour cream, cheese, and chives, four slices of cheese or one-half pound of grated cheddar cheese, chef salad with blue cheese dressing, two ears of corn on the cob, one pint of mint chocolate chip ice cream, and four vanilla Cokes or Mr. Pibb"-final meal request of Stanley Baker, Jr.

But this one breaks my heart
"Chocolate birthday cake with "2/23/90" written on top, seven pink candles, one coconut, kiwi fruit juice, pineapple juice, one mango, grapes, lettuce, cottage cheese, peaches, one banana, one delicious apple, chef salad without meat and with thousand island dressing, fruit salad, cheese, and tomato slices"-final meal request of Miguel Richardson.

It's the final countdowndee-dee-deee dooo. dee-dee-dee-doo-dooo. dee-dee-dee-dooo-dooo. dee-dee-dee-doo-doo-doo-doo.
3 weeks from now I will be bidding farewell to this desk forever. Good-bye computer, with your tiny, outdated monitor. Good-bye 4 line phone system and your whining, angry callers. Good-bye bad carpet and fading wallpaper. Good-bye water stained ceilings.

The joys of getting older
As mentioned before, BG turns 28 this Friday. So far he's gotten a washing machine and 4 new tires. Gone are the days of senseless, useless presents I guess. I have made a vow to never give him a tie or aftershave for any holiday event. Hopefully the bar and a good rock show will remind us of who we really are.

Monday, June 23, 2003

I wonder exactly how sick I have to be before I take myself to the doctor? Considering I have
1. no insurance right now
2. about 90 bucks in my bank account (thank you wedding weekend...)
I'd say I'd have to be pretty fucking sick.

I wonder how close I am to that right now. Let's investigate:
1. fever
2. congestion
3. whooping cough
4. running nose
5. aches
Nothing a little Tylenol Flu won't cure. I hope...

This weekend is Big Gray's birthday. I tell you this so that you may get the checks in the mail in time.

As far as I know, we're still planning on road tripping to Jackson the weekend of the 4th, for those of you who have been asking. Maybe gclark and his illusive wife should make the trip too?

Bombs in the city
A few were dropped last night on HBO's last season premier of Sex and the City. I love this show. Have loved it since before I had cable and Jen Harper, former roommate and lover of all things city, gave me a copy of the 1st season to borrow.

For those of you that missed it, here is a tie-up. (If you plan to watch it later and don't want things ruined, I warn you to close this window now.)
Miranda discovers she's still in love with Steve, but before she can come clean he tells her that he's seeing someone new.
Charlotte is contemplating converting to Judaism for her new boyfriend, Harry, who RRC and I love already.
Samantha is up to her old biz, including swapping oral sex for insider trading tips in the meat-packing district.
and Carrie goes on her first official date with indie screen gem Ron Livingston. I love this man more than my luggage.

What's in store for these ladies in their final turn around the HBO sun? Sweet jesus, I can't wait.

In addition to having a handful of various health problems associated with too little sleep, too little eating, too much drinking, too much smoking, and too many pain killers over a 4 day weekend, I am becoming increasingly aware that, in my absence, handing over full blogging responsibilities to the Agent has resulted in a noticeable lack of profanity...

I will do my best to bring us back up to par.

Peachtree City Wedding Weekend was a smash. On Thursday we boarded a renovated school bus that the bride's sister had decorated with sundry penises (paper and mylar alike) and we were off to the Imperial Fez for dinner. Of the 12 girls on the bus, only 4 were suited for being out in public without an etiquette coach. The sister had invited some of her unsavory friends, you might remember them from an old ILDCandC post involving cocaine and big nails... One of them yelled at the waiter because she couldn't smoke in the restaurant and then yelled at him again when he said that the belly dancers were gone for the evening. I was horrified.

The rest of the weekend was peppered with events similar to this, usually at the hand of her bitchy cousin or her cultureless Michigan relatives, but I had a fabulous time regardless. More importantly, I have never seen her look so gorgeous or more happy.

I seem to have lost something semi important here at work so I need to go look for it...

Breaking News
From the New York Times ( go here for the whole article):

June 23, 2003

WASHINGTON-- In two split decisions, the Supreme Court on
Monday ruled that minority applicants may be given an edge
when applying for admissions to universities, but limited
how much a factor race can play in the selection of
students. The high court struck down a point system used by the
University of Michigan, but did not go as far as opponents
of affirmative action had wanted. The court approved a
separate program used at the University of Michigan law
school that gives race less prominence in the admissions
decision-making process. The Constitution "does not prohibit the law school's
narrowly tailored use of race in admissions decisions to
further a compelling interest in obtaining the educational
benefits that flow from a diverse student body," Justice
Sandra Day O'Connor wrote. The court divided in both cases. It upheld the law school
program that sought a "critical mass" of minorities by a
5-4 vote, with O'Connor siding with the court's more
liberal justices to decide the case. The court split 6-3 in finding the undergraduate program
unconstitutional. Chief Justice William H. Rehnquist wrote
the majority opinion in the undergraduate case, joined by
O'Connor and Justices Antonin Scalia, Anthony M. Kennedy,Clarence Thomas and Stephen Breyer.
Justices John Paul Stevens, David Souter and Ruth Bader
Ginsburg dissented...

Sunday, June 22, 2003

Holy Canoli!
My elder stepsister just moved to Lexington, KY for her medical residency. She bought a house there and seems to have the perfect neighbors. She's obsessed with Trading Spaces; so, when she mentioned this to one of her neighbors, the neighbor voluntered to go on the show with her. My stepsister enlisted ME as her helper! I must admit that I'm quite a fan of the show, as well. If all goes well, we'll be decorating a girl's room and the neighbor will get my stepsister's kitchen/ dining area. Wish us luck.

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