Monday, April 20, 2009
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Saw State of
When the movie was shooting in town last spring, most of my coworkers and I watched them film a scene outside the Watergate from the windows of our office, with Russell Crowe and Rachel McAdams and his blue Saab, which figures prominently in the movie. The entire street between
Anyway, it was extremely entertaining--I recommend it--and then I had frozen yogurt afterward. ‘Twas a perfect spring evening.
Friday, April 17, 2009
Dad: What are you doing?
Me: Shopping for baby clothes.
Dad: Uh...that's a scary sentence.
[I was shopping for a baby shower gift.]
Bones (the tv show)
Nabisco Oreo Cakesters 100 Calorie Packs
the tulips outside my apartment
crossing things off lists
new posts at nothingbutbonfires.com
Ann Taylor Loft
reading recaps of my tv shows the day after they air
Rhapsody in Blue
pictures of Bo Obama
nonverbal conversations with G
the smell of old books
my Chuck Taylors
the trailer/promos for Glee
mentally rearranging my apartment
Neil Patrick Harris
Hairspray (the recent version of the movie)
timing the Metro just right
when my car is clean
boys who hold the door for you
home at Christmas
Thursday, April 16, 2009
It's a lot of pink, I know, but I couldn't find a yellow background, which is what I really wanted.
Unfortunately, it also screwed up the formatting on the old posts (no line spaces, alas), but I'll just have to live with that.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
I have a baby shower to attend in a couple of weeks, and each guest has been asked to give a book. I’ve been mulling over this for a while, and I am considering the following:
1) The Classic:
2) The One No One Else Would Ever Think Of: The Philharmonic Gets Dressed. Awesome book! Also where I first learned the word brassiere. In case you were wondering that.
3) The One I Read With My Mom: Little House in the Big Woods. I read (all? most of?) the Little House series with my mother at night before bed. Seems like a good tradition to pass along.
Any other suggestions? I want to avoid obvious choices—Goodnight Moon, The Very Hungry Caterpillar, Everybody Poops*, etc. Also, I recognize that two of the books above are for a slightly older audience, but that doesn’t bother me.
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Monday, April 6, 2009
Thursday, April 2, 2009
As many people know,
That said, in the seven years that I’ve lived in
Unsettling Incident #1
It was December of 2003. Jules, Miguel, our friend Iain, and I had just had dinner and finished visited the White House Christmas Tree. We were walking down
That, it turned out, was a mistake.
She said that she was from
For ten minutes, she begged for money and we tried to extricate ourselves from the situation. Eventually, we gave her three dollars and she left.
Jules and Miguel, it should be noted, were standing behind a column, out of sight, avoiding the whole situation.
“I could tell immediately that she was high,” said Miguel, ever helpful.
“And it didn’t occur to you to come rescue us?” I replied.
Unsettling Incident #2
This one goes down really well at parties. A couple of years ago, I was walking home from Friendship Heights—home to Neiman Marcus, Saks, and numerous other high-end stores—after an afternoon of shopping. It was the middle of the day, with people out enjoying the nice weather, and I was moseying down
A lady was approaching from the other direction on the sidewalk. She was pushing a Cart O’Stuff, as many of the homeless in this city do, and she appeared to be talking to herself, but that’s not really all that unusual in this town, so I thought nothing of it. But then! Our respective paths met, and she suddenly yelled “AAAAHHHHH!” and hauled off and walloped me—HARD—in the arm with an umbrella!
I, obviously, picked up the pace to get away from the crazy lady, who had proceeded in the other direction as if nothing had happened. But a half-a-block later, I abruptly stopped, looked around wildly to see if anyone had witnessed the proceedings (there was no one else in the vicinity), and said, loudly, to no one in particular, “Did that SERIOUSLY just happen?!”
And that, friends, is the story of The Time I Was Assaulted By a Homeless Woman in Broad Daylight on
tony* upscale, normal FRIENDSHIP FREAKING HEIGHTS.
*UPDATED Friday at 1:36PM:
Dude. Never have I received so much ridicule as for this stupid adjective. IT'S A WORD. Dictionary.com confirms it! It comes up as a synonym for "stylish". Don't you people read?
*UPDATED Friday at 1:36PM: