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| "your tin bracelets aren't for me..." ringaling / dressybessy
jussssssst a quick one tonight as i am not all "here" in the head...this work week was LONG and i just got back from a happy hour from this place in arlington where there were a lot of "collar up" yuppies. oh good times to be had by all. womp womp.
soooooooo, the subject tonight is a.bird's new album. i had the privelege of giving it a listen thanks to someone who shall remain nameless. i'm still milling it over in my head. definitely a good number of tracks really enchanted me (namely the instrumental pieces)...the rest...i am going to have to make up my mind about later when the real thing comes out. it definitely sounds different and i'm more than half sure that the little emo girlie fans will be tickled pink over the whole thing. BUT i'm not saying i don't like the album when in fact, i LOVE it as a whole. i mean, come on. all great. the tracks i'm probably most pleased with (besides the instrumental) is "capital i" (i will forever call the song that no matter what) and "armchairs" (or "armchair apocryphist" as most of us know it as). i will say...it really sounded more electro than i would have expected.
wonderful.
i'm quite excited.
all pics have been grabbed from bird's newly decorated myspace...where you can also hear the song "heretics" from the new album.
peace out. | | |
| "and you already know how this will end..." / how it ends / devotchka
happy holidays everyone~!
i have OFFICIALLY finished all my christmas shopping (what the hell, i'm just going to say "christmas" because i just don't care anymore. i don't go to church either.) today was my last shopping trip and it was a noontime excursion to borders to pick up a book for my father (from my mother). raquel and i spent a good twenty minutes looking for this one book in the business management financial whathaveyou section, only to find ourselves looking in every subsection and checking the store computers twice. finally, i gave up and we stood in line at the customer service desk for a few minutes. wouldn't you know it, the salesperson found it in less than 30 seconds. to raquel i said, "why do i have to be the retard?" don't answer that~!! i know it already.
our second visit to the store computers was located next to the dvd section. personally, i love checking what the person before me has been searching for and i noticed that this time, the person before me had been looking for "nip/tuck". bee-tee-dubs, that's one of my favorite shows (yes, i admit it~!!) and by that time, i was a bit hyper from all the holiday rush and i said loudly (unknowingly), "why would anyone pull a search for 'nip/tuck' when it's sitting RIGHT there~!"
i pointed to a shelf with nip/tuck dvds and out of nowhere, this man appeared and said, "where's nip/tuck???!"
"oh, i'm sorry..."
"no, no it's okay. where do you see the nip/tuck???"
"over there..."
"where?"
i lead him over the shelf and he was so excited that we both knocked over season two and that's when he saw season three and happily snatched it and ran. so happy to be of service, hyper nip/tuck seekers.
so begins the picture portion:
the other week, i went to my first official "real job" holiday party. not so much a stuffy affair since my company is quite relaxed and very much a flip-flop environment. i enjoyed the food/drink/merriment and all the good company.
coworker emily and her boyfriend john...they were so cute together and a total RIOT at the dinnertable. i was very entertained.
teammate jeff and me...his expression is priceless. they had just brought out the food trays for the buffet table at that moment. haha.
team captain jenny and computer whiz venky
me, matt, and jenn...can you tell i wasn't ready to have my picture taken?
mariam and mina cheesing for the camera
alicia and me...my picture with the world's fastest processor. hollaholla!
someone eats the poo.
damn it feels good to be a gangsta
my buddy john rebels against "business casual attire" on the invite by wearing a muscle tee.
how many glasses of wine??
annnnnnd pics of my girls jeong hyun and vina (the night after when we were getting dolled up for yathrib's party...the complete set of those pics will probably be coming soon on vina's page.
so concludes the picture portion. yes, my friends. picture posts are BACK, thanks to the new camera i received from my parents gave to me for christmas (and most likely my upcoming birthday). my mother was so cute in picking out the camera too...she called me several times at work to say which camera she found, chose, bought, whathaveyou. love her lots.
this might be a work in progress, but here is my 2006 playlist (so far) of songs that made my year.
the official cupcakemixtape
i cried like a silly boy / devotchka
crazy / gnarls barkley
mushaboom / feist
fidelity / regina spektor
(i can't seem to) make you mine / the clientele
all night / damian marley
god bless the ottoman empire / a hawk and a hacksaw
postcards from italy / beirut
glass figurine (2006 version) / andrew bird
water jet cilice / andrew bird
minor beatrice / andrew bird
frontier psychiatrist / the avalanches
adir adrimi / balkan beatbox
9/4 ladies / balkan beatbox
bo mambo / yma sumac
absinthe dreams / way out west
just like a man / way out west
mama's room / under the influence of giants
fergilicious / fergie
my love / justin timberlake
unwritten / natasha beddingfield
tangerine sky / the kottonmouth kings
dakota / stereophonics
daniel / elton john
bennie and the jets / elton john
smile / lily allen
littlest things / lily allen
hands open / snow patrol
no can do / hall & oates
2 people / mirwais remix
hips don't lie / shakira
tive razao / seu jorge
mas que nada / sergio mendes
remind me / royksopp
dynamite! / the roots
hip hop / dead prez
universal magnetic / black star
miss fat booty / mos def
hang on little tomato / pink martini
if i ever feel better / phoenix
lonely love / the grey kid
i wish i was the moon / neko case
quizas, quizas, quizas / nat king cole
wordless chorus / my morning jacket
tezeta / mulatu astatqe
i've got blood in my eyes / mississippi sheiks
love / matt white
let's get it on / marvin gaye
bye bye blackbird / martha wainwright
dream machine / mark farina
u.r.a.q.t. / m.i.a.
sunshowers / m.i.a.
paul's song / m. ward
chinese translation / m. ward
undertaker / m. ward
stephanie says / lady & bird
all in my head / kosheen
misread / kings of convenience
mr. brightside / the killers
let go / frou frou
i am in love with you / imogen heap
they / jem
stay now / jem
love you more / heather duby
mi confesion / gotan project
if you rescue me / science of sleep soundtrack
so far we ar / french kicks
ugly girl / fleming and john
i know / fiona apple
inside & out / feist
secret heart / feist
gate keeper / feist
the idea of growing old / the features
put your hand over mind / elkland
apple-juice kissing / deee-lite
topknot (m.i.a. remix) / cornershop
since K got over me / the clientele
the boxer / chemical brothers
hate / cat power
this is how i recover / carol bui
an honest mistake / the bravery
time ago / black lab
just the two of us / bill withers
heard it through the grapevine / marvin gaye
disconnect the dots / of montreal
l'appuntamento / ornella vanoni
strict machine / goldfrapp
**there are lots more, but sorry...i can't recall them all and i'm sort of tired. thanks to those who have provided some of the songs included in my list. lubyall.** | | |
| "and tell me what street / compares with mott street in july? / the pushcarts gently gliding by" manhattan / george gershwin
needless to say, it's been a very long time since i've updated this xanga...but that doesn't mean i've been up to nothing~!
well, ok, not the most exciting of lives, i'm leading, but i've been quite busy the past few weeks since my last august posting:
{the past few months in no particular order} m.ward show, birthday dinner, getting lost in a cornmaze, ihop adventures, sergio mendes show, another birthday dinner, vinnie's birthday party, mom's retirement luncheon, my first mormon fall picnic mixer, cosmic army bowling, bowl and ditch, halloween parpy, happy hours, piercing {witness to}, working overtimeovertimeovertime, reunion lunches, movies, taboo, more taboo, frandrew party, dinners, haunted trails and the like.
{a few weeks ago} work has been so stressful this past season that i couldn't help but dream about taking a mini holiday break and traveling at least 50 miles away from where i lived or worked...plan A was to go to san francisco on my birthday to catch a bird show but alas, that didn't happen...of course. but i was talking to my friend joshua and the idea of going to nyc for his performance at the wordless music series sounded...well...possible~!!
after a bit of debate in my head, i finally decided that it should be done~! i had 16 days of vacation left, so i recruited vina and joshua (all the way from georgia!) to go along! anyhoo, this wouldn't be just any show; it was supposedly his very first ever solo all violin recital.
so what did i do? i bought my concert tickets online, hopped a chinatown bus with vina and went off to ny.
{l'auberge espagnole} well, not quite like the movie, as the apartment was pretty swank. luckily, vina's aunt was kind enough to let us stay in her apartment a few nights. and when i say swank, i mean swank. and when i say apartment, i mean mansion. the pad was this huge, artsy loft apartment in soho, home to also cameron diaz and david blaine (not hers, as they have their own floors)...and also home to a sofa bed that gave me a sore back for two nights~! haha. but other than that, it was very nice. lots of interesting art - both old and contemporary, high ceilings, large windows, an uncomfortable but eye-candylicious sofa, and very very clean sinks.
{and so it begins} the chinatown bus trip started in chinatown dc and ended in chinatown in ny. not in the first five minutes, we broke out in a fit of giggles. upon spotting a windowsill painted red:
vina: ooh it's a brothel!
me: whenever i hear the word brothel, i get hungry because it reminds me of broth. beef broth.
vina: haha!
me: i'm going to open up a brothel for fat prostitutes and name it "beef brothel".
we arrived in ny at around 1.30 and walked a million miles to her aunt's apartment...and that walk was child's play compared to the next few days, but i'll get to that later. hah.
we risked our navigatory skills and triapsed uptown in search of joshua, who was lost as well. finallyyyyyy we found each other and went for some chinese eats at ollie's. (vina: hah. we went uptown for for haole chinese food and today we're downtown for chinese chinese food.) the dinner was tons of fun, gossipping and catching up. although we hadn't met joshua before, it was clear that he was of our kind. five points for gossip, ten points for laughing at our jokes, and twenty points for good one-liners.
after dinner, we took a stroll over to the venue and lucky for us, joshua was allowed in early to set up his recording gear. thanks again, joshua, for letting us tag along with you like excited little children. we got to hear hawk and hacksaw (w/ special guests beirut) practice a bit annnd we got to sit in the front row~! i have to say, i haven't been to a sit down show of bird's for quite sometime, so i knew i was in for a really good show.
the show took place in a small church on w 66th st., and the show was organized by a guy who wanted to bring together people who listened to both classical and "indie" music (a term you all know i guffaw at but whatever). guffaw or not, i truly appreciated his intent and i couldn't wait for the show to start~!
there was lots of free wine so by the time hawk and hacksaw took the stage there was oh-so-much merriment...but in a quiet way. haha. hawk and hacksaw? a girl and boy duo (labeled paramours in the program) were amazing and there's no other kind of energy you can experience than that of a gypsy violin and accordion generating old jewish folk music in the main apse of a christian (korean?) church in the middle of the city. during the last song of their set, this huge sound erupted from the back of the church and members of beirut marched up the aisle to join in. amazing. and that's all i have to say about that.
the second set was the pianist stephen beck who played a few back pieces. i was thrown back in time to my piano lessons, so i was able to appreciate most of his performance. although i have to say, my a.d.d. kicked in and i couldn't follow the pieces as well as i would have liked...especially since people kept running past our chairs on the side to make way to the bathroom. poor stephen beck...he had the sniffles and everyone had to go to the bathroom. but i must have been quite into it because when his performance was over, i was all ten shades of tense in my upper shoulders.
short intermission, and then andrew bird came on. it was so cute how the host gave a shoutout to bird's parents who had flown in from chicago to see this performance. yay to the mister and missus. yes, so, i won't pretend to be good at concert reviews because simply, i am not much of one. butttt i will say that i was very excited to hear his set and i geeked out as i took mental note of all the snippets of past unnamed instrumental parts from past albums and live performances all woven into entirely new and different pieces. dohmayexciting, yes? yes.
it was refreshing to see just bird and the violin...alongside with his magic looping device, the occasional whistle and the good old glockenspiel. for the geeks out there: i caught parts from the following songs in the unnamed pieces he played that night (he said not to follow the program as they were just listings...placeholders, i guess?): opposite day, trimmed and burning, number five on MPOE, and a few others i can't remember. he played the scythian empire and a favorite of mine, the happy birthday song. oooh and also ethiobirds (or did i dream that part? help me out vina or josh)...anyhoo, ethiobirds is another favorite instrumental / intro i've been hearing around so i was quite excited to hear that~!
afterwards, he left the stage and his shoes as people quietly stood in a circle around his equipment (and his shoes) as if they were viewing museum pieces. i didn't know whether to laugh or...laugh. i giggled though. it was cute though, when bird's dad brought his shoes back to him. hey, it's cold without your shoes, right?
we hung around for a little while more; i considered going up to bird and saying how much i enjoyed the performance buttttt i decided against it since i figured i didn't want to say the same. old. thing. as. everyone. else.
we got lost of course, coming off the subway. but hey guess what, i'd been reading the map wrong which was something i most conveniently found out on our second to last day. (in short, i thought our apt was above canal when we were always always always below canal. go figure.
no, there's more. we spent thursday galavanting around chinatown, buying this and that, and discovering the best little coconut cream puffs in the world. they are, as joshua describes them, hot dog rolls and butter. uh yuh. DELICIOUS.
hello DIM-AH-SUM-AH.
hello good TEA-AH.
hello GREEN-AH-TEA-AH-ICE-AH-CREAM-AH.
hello SCALLION-AH-PANCAKES-AH.
we were in a store and some girl started singing and we were like,
"aw. another aspiring singer. go work at coyote ugly."
no, really. dreams can come true.
because on thursday, joshua asked us if we were going to the friday show. what friday show? apparently, ani difranco's bassist todd sickafoose (sp) had a band/ensemble called blood orange and was having a show at 55 bar. two sets. one at ten and one at midnight.
so a big thank you to vina and joshua for convincing me to stay another night. what?? stephanie had to be convinced to stay for another bird show? yes. don't ask questions. it runs deeper than it may seem, but i'll save it for my therapist.
{the rules of the apartment} so the rules went as follows (said by vina's aunt):
"i will be awake until maybe 12 or 12.30. so if you come back by 12 or 12.30, i'll be able to let you in. if you're going to be staying out later than 12 or 12.30, just stay out and party or do whatever until the morning, and i'll be up rather early to open the door for you."
yes. okay. what? yes. okay.
she was kind enough to take us out to dinner at centrico, and i have to say, it was an interesting lesson on graffiti art (on the walk to the restaurant) and on mushrooms where i tasted a mushroom that grows on cornstalks only found in mexico. yum. they were musky.
afterwards, we parted ways and walked to the west village in search of christopher street. vina brushed arms with chevy chase (le gasp) and i went to a starbucks to use the restroom:
vina: why did you leave the seat up?
me: it was UP when i got in there. i wasn't about to touch anything.
we got lost for a good while, only to find that the venue was right across from our noses. oh laugh. we stood in line behind some dude waiting to get into the bar. just our luck, the first set was sold out~! well eff it, we didn't stay one night longer to not see the performance. the decision was made and we were staying out all night. luckily, vina had another cousin who lived around chinatown and he happily (read: tipsy) offered his place to us for a couple of hours. vina's other cousin and her friends were actually going to arrive at the same apartment at 6 am so it was going to be one big happy fun awake awake awake house.
i phoned joshua and said that we would be joining him for the second set at midnight and we bought our tickets. i tried to talk to the guy in front of us to be polite (and to make sure we weren't in the wrong line):
me: hey do you know the name of this band again?
him: ah hm. i don't really know. my friend's the one who wanted to go. i'm just waiting for a friend.
then he whips out his phone and starts to immediately text someone. yeeesh. i just wanted to know the name of the band, not what kind of cake he preferred at our wedding.
and was waiting a solid hour in the freezing cold worth going to this show? you bet your sweet aspercreme.
we finally got into the bar and it was this tiny tiny tiny jazz club that could barely fit 30 people...we were all practically in each other's laps. and apparently there was all this commotion because ani difranco was sitting about two tables in front of us. i had no idea she was so tiny~!
two drink minimum so halfway into the set i was very um sleepy. shame on me, i sort of dozed for a few seconds, but i assure you, i enjoyed the show a whole lot. it was quite something to see bird collaborate with other musicians and just doing his thing; creating and doing nothing else.
after the show, joshua went to say goodbye to bird...while he was at the bar, he pointed to me and vina and bird waved hello and we waved hello. [dork] joshua came back and we said, um why didn't you introduce us?? and he was like, i pointed to you...that was your window. oh dammit.
well, we were getting ready to leave the bar when i was like, oh screw it. bird was next to my elbow getting a drink and i figured...whatever.
so i tapped his elbow and i told him that i had caught his performance on wednesday night and that i thought it was fantastic and that i really enjoyed it.
s: oh yeah, we came from dc to hear you play.
v: we stayed an extra night to see you~!
b: oh thanks...
s: yeah i think the last time you were in dc, you played the black cat.
b: oh hm yeah. that was...that show was kind of crazy.
s: yeah i think my friend made me take a picture with you. sorry about that.
b: heh. *silence*
(at this point there really was no turning back)
s: yeah so i gave you that book...
b: oh that kite book!
(barf)
s: yeah...
b: i really liked that book. i showed it to my mom and she liked it too.
s: oh. um thanks.
b: how many copies of that did you make?
s: um. 3 or 4?
b: and i have one of those copies??
s: yes.
b: you should make more of those.
s: oh heh. ok.
b: so have you been working on anything else?
s: um sort of a continuation of the first one...it's about capture the flag...
b: hm. i don't think anyone's ever done a book about capture the flag.
s: hehe.
(silence)
s: so are you heading home tomorrow?
b: ah no, i'm going back home on sunday.
s: so you're just going to chillax on saturday?
b: um i'm going to sit in on ani's show tomorrow night.
s: oh cool~! (what to say what to say) so your album comes out in march?
b: yup.
s: oooh are you excited?
b: ahh...i think i'm kind of tired. i think i need to drop out for a while.
s: ohhh i see.
(silence again)
b: yeah so thanks guys again for coming out...
*fin*
so yeah you can choose to believe the preceding converstaion or not since i can scarcely believe it myself...and i even feel like a geek for even writing it all out, but i have some friends who want to read the details. so read up since i may just erase this in a couple of days~!
but i just have to say that it was v. exciting to know that he actually did look at my book, remembered it, and even showed it to his mom. sheesh. and that he held a sort of conversation with me and my friends, since i have been told (and experienced) that he is mostly the nod and smile type. i suppose i have the beer and the whiskey that must have mellowed him out to thank? hahah.
so we took a cab to vina's cousin's apartment. and so continued our long-ass crazy night. we arrived at his apartment which was the cutest ever! we were greeted by the cutest couple (his roommate and his girlfriend) where we had a battle of wits concerning handling the remote control, and deciding whether or not his girlfriend's roommate was straight, gay, or asexual. her cousin finally arrived with another friend and it was one big happy gaggle of wired chitchatters at 3.30 am. at 4 am, it was mandatory lights out and vina and i camped out on the so said "most comfortable fold out couchbed in the world". indeed it was comfortable, but not so comfortable next to the open window they had cracked to let the cigarette smoke out. i slept for maybe a total of an hour and a half and i kept jolting myself awake, which often happens when i'm tiredtiredtired and can't fall asleep properly.
we were pleasantly awaked at 6.30 am by vina's cousin christy and her friends. we sat around for a bit and at 7, we decided to take a walk about chinatown in search of an open bakery. we found the same one we had visited the day before and made ourselves happy. afterwards, we split up and walked back to vina's aunt's apartment and showered and napped for a little while more. after we got ready, we went for one last stroll through chinatown, came back, packed our goods and hailed a cab for the chinatwon bus.
ahhhh another long bus ride, but fun nonetheless...in a really quiet, tired sort of way.
the best homecoming ever. raquel and jeong hyun came to pick us up and took us to dinner at a restuarant that "wasn't chinese". awesome.
okay so all in all, it was a fantastic trip and i don't feel dead inside. in fact, i feel like quitting my job and searching out a more creative life. annnnnd we'll see how long that feeling lasts until it gets killed by the need to pay bills~! hahaha no, don't worry, i'm not getting depressed yet. i'm still in high spirits~! in fact, that had to be one of the best trips of my entire life...the best trips include horrible transportation, walking till your feet fall off, being homeless for at least one night, meeting new friends, finding the courage to do whatever, rum and coke, scary aunts, friendly tipsy cousins, souvenirs, getting lost, tripping on the street, bad hair, exotic mushrooms, tapping elbows and dimsum.
hooray...you made it this far~! your reward is the following links:
vina's soon-to-be-written post with pictures
joshua's pics from wednesday night
one of the songs played on wednesday night
"and that's the chance you take when you pretend to eat shit. thank you. goodnight." oh so quietly he went / kevin o'donnell | | |
| "hey remember that time you cut the cake into six pieces?"
"hey remember that other time when i would only read the backs of cereal boxes?" that time / regina spektor
above pic: adbusters mag...reading matter i picked up the other day when shopping with the family at the farmers market.
i have been m.i.a. as of late, and you would think it would be because i've been summer gallavanting, but that's simply not true. okay, well maybe 35% true. most of my time has been taken up with work, family business, mix tapes, and maintaining my heroin-like addiction to myspace. (ugh)
so i'll try to fast-forward through the past month at the request of one of my xanga stalkers (one of one-point-five stalkers):
[sangria~!] celebration of beloved sister's birthday at one of her favorite tapas bars. she got oh-so-tipsy~! killer crustaceans, paella, sangria and sangria, cheeeeeeeese, and killa shilla cake. great fun meeting her friends and coworkers ("hi...this isn't going to work...you eat carbs") and meeting the waiter from siberia.
"hey, what country are you from?"
"i am thinking you know what country i am coming from."
"huh?"
"i am from siberia."
"syria?"
"siberia."
[taboo night] you can refer to vina's page for the juicy tidbits. it consisted mostly of pisketti, fake meat, herb-not-herb butter, three's company word mix-ups, waiting for a scary dinner guest to appear, seeing donni's haunted house, car ride with nat, and make your own sundaes. sorry, if i left anything out.
joel: it's the most provocative planet of all...
me: uranus~!
[richmond + milkshake] went off to richmond w/ yathrib and mariam to pay marie a visit at the hospital. all is well with marie and she looked really great. we had lunch w/ her, mike, and jennifer in the hospital cafeteria after a visit to the mcdonald's with some scary richmond folk. uh huh. anyhoo, sitting at a round table with the avt girls made it feel like we were back in school having lunch in the bistro. oh-the-nostalgia.
[happy hour] i finally made it to a happy hour for work. dohmay embarrassing getting kind of tipsy in front of the coworkers, but all in good fun. i made it to happy hour but missed their night o' softball (way to go to whoop the arses of those ITT Tech guys~!). the band at the bar was good, but the convo w/ the coworkers was better: pho kups, pho kit, club dyo, i just had a sour nut, etc. ahhh gotta love the coworkers; they're hilarious.
"how many fingers am i holding up?"
"how many fingers am i holding up??"
ba-DUM-bum
[fiona apple] went to a show with amie and josh; tons o' fun. dinner at sunflower, dessert at mcdonald's, and a nice hike up the hill at wolftrap. hilarious time waiting for the show to start as we tried to count how many emo/artsy girls there were, all who were wearing oversized sweaters in 90-degree heat and carrying journals that were drawn all over in black and blue bic ink.
fiona pomme was to' up when she performed and i liked the fact that she was getting trŽs emotional. get it gorl~! awesome performance, even with the emo chick behind me talking out the words to "i know" 3 seconds before fiona sang them out. i felt like i was on a long distance call with a delay and an echo.
[delaware] haha...thanks to christine for reminding me of one of the best state pun jokes: what will delaware? iunno...alaska. bahaha. anyhoo, the other weekend, raquel and her coworker were kind enough to invite me along on their mini holiday break to delaware since i have been very much in need of some r&r.
the mini adventure began on a friday night with a run to z pizza for some dinner, d-banana's house to eat, then a starbucks run for the addicted. nothing is more perfect than a late night drive up along the coast with fresh air, good music, and great company. and then there was the pool, the beach, the bunk beds, the sunburns, the spaghetti, the felicity marathon, the snakes on a plane advert in the sky, the sleeping lifeguard, the lady who yelled at d-banana in the bakery, the earring shopping, the gelato, the sangria, and the hanky panky.
no, not that kind of hanky panky~! apparently there is a popcorn candy thing called "hanky panky", which is essentially poppy cock with chocolate. okay, that didn't sound much better, so i'll e-la-bo-rate: popcorn with caramel, peanuts, and chocolate. it all started when we played frogger and hopped a four-lane highway to go to the something-something cottage restaurant. the wait was insane, so we were famished up the yinyang when we were finally seated. along with the sangria and d-banana's bottle of wine (haha), the topic of discussion was work stress, john tucker must die and other related boy stories. trŽs upsetting for most of us and by the time we got to the happy harry drugstore, d-banana was trŽs enthusiastic when she found hanky panky in the aisle. hahah gotta love that girl.
and on sunday night, i was sorry to leave delaware and wish i could've stayed there longer...and that's something that i never thought i'd say~! but the drive home was entertaining since we played an old old old mix tape i made full of all the teenybopper songs of yore...including r.kelly's ignition remix. holler.
brief phone convo w/ vina:
"oh i'm leaving for delaware in a few."
"hey...i'm in delaware."
"why does everyone keep telling me that???"
hahah.
[west virginia and the granola] you heard me~! west virginia~! amie's birthday bash and per her request, she, josh, mary, alice, jessica, and i crossed the border and headed off into blue ridge mountains into west virginia. {cue deliverance banjos} yet another beautiful drive through the country and some tiny tiny towns...a big fan of that, i am discovering.
upon passing a stone house elementary school across from a gated cemetery:
josh: god that's so MORBID having an elementary school across from a graveyard.
mary: hey, what do you think they do when the kids have been bad?
josh: six feet UNDAAAAAAH baby!
we arrived in shepards town (sp...as i am too lazy to google it) and walked around. it's a pretty nice, small town and full of a lot of rainbow and granola. i dipped into a "hippie" clothing store with josh and alice and concluded that they must be faux hippies or "fippies" since the cheapest cotton tee with a half ass screenprint job was thirty dollars...on sale. psh. we walked the town (3 blocks, maybe?) and then headed back to the cars to go to to the bavarian inn for dinner.
haha dinner. two bottles of wine got everyone happy (well, except me and mary who were the dd's that night)...wine, sausages, sauerkraut, mushrooms, farfalle, potato dumplings and spaetzle and schnitzel. the manager and waitress loved us, the other guests were too uptight to enjoy our rowdiness. ah those peepz are so hilarious~!!
"...they're moving to columbus, ohio."
"hhurrrrrghhhaaaarrrghhh!"
nothing so beautiful than hearing josh's yeti grunt.
they brought out the 13-inch sheet cake for amie's birthday complete with candles and what do you do with one cake, one knife, and six people at the bavarian inn in west virginia? you cut it into six ginormous pieces. holler.
after spaetzle and cake, we went to charles town to get our gamble on. i've never been to a casino so it was quite the experience. i lost nine dollars and ninety-seven cents playing two cent and nickel slots but it was all worth it, being able to hear/see fat elvis perform onstage. ba-DUM-bum.
it was a delicious drive home...dark dark mountains and spooky cornfields...complete with karaoke session of josh's beloved mariah carey. okay okay, i sang along too, but only because i knew all the words~! bahah. oh-the-nostalgia upon hearing mariah carey's greatest hits. i felt like i was in middle school again.
josh's attempt to tell a ghost story to me and mary on the drive home:
"this is the true story..."
"wait, of seven strangers??"
"picked to live in a house??"
"...of five friends..."
"you mean six friends??"
"driving into west virginia for a camping trip..."
three minutes later...
"and then she screamed because on the ground...she found she found mark's FOOT. and his shoe still in it."
"his shoe was IN his foot?"
"ugh i'm not very good at this." | | |
| "what's the world doing while myspace is down?"
"i remember when...i remember i remember when i lost my mind. there was something so pleasant about that place..."
dorks. me included. why is myspace like heroin?
TOO much to report back on, so i'll spare you the details. let's just say i'm TIRED and BURNT OUT from one too many things and hopefully they'll calm down in a few.
for a couple weeks, my coworkers have been asking me to go to "trivia game night" at some gay bar in crystal city because i supposedly know a lot of meaningless trivia, so finally i complied and went along.
i always take the wrong exit when i go to d.c. and i ended up going towards anacostia...yet again. lucky for me, i made my usual u-turn over some bridge near the cop cars and domino's pizza.
the bar was hoppin for a monday night and it looked like miami had thrown up barbie dolls and spit up grease 12" remixes. (oh, no i'm really not kidding, they were playing remixes from 'grease'. uh YUH i sang along.) it was great though. the thing i like about gay bars (even though i don't get the chance to frequent them...frequently) is that i don't have to care if i look like crap and i can stuff my face. oh how 'ironical' because my hair actually looked decent when i managed to sneak into the bathroom. *le sigh*
let's just say the triva game was hard. i didn't know a lot about trains or the harlem globetrotters, but hey there was fun that was had. i think the highlight of my night was when the hosts were reading off the points for each team. the theme for all the team names that night was "reject lines" or something of the sort. and the best ones were:
can't drink you pretty
i have hepatitis c
it's not me it's you
we're from canada
i'm becoming a nun
you have a nice body and the face to protect it
hahaha.
we didn't win, but we got a certificate for a free appetizer because we named enough janet jackson songs. | | |
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