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Midnight in Paris

2012-01-04T12:08:00.001-06:00

I finally got around to watching Midnight in Paris. Why I didn't do it sooner, I don't know. It was fantastic-- but this could be my personal bias towards: Owen Wilson, Paris, the concept of living in an earlier time period and well known authors/artists.

So let's start with the first, Owen Wilson. Why do I have a personal bias towards him-- simple. Bottle Rocket. The 1996 Wes Anderson film starring Owen as Dignon. Dignon's character is perfect. Wilson's brother Luke is also in this film, and as a result I also have a strong bias towards him as well. But my love of the Wilson brothers has continued for many years-- largely in part to my corresponding love of Wes Anderson. (meanwhile, if you have somehow been living completely unconnected with reality for several years and have missed ANY of the Wes Anderson films-- please remedy that very serious problem immediately). As my love for Owen's characters has grown, it is no real surprise that Midnight in Paris is high on the list of likes.

Secondly, let's review this situation with Paris. I went there once-- a long time ago. There are two places in the world that I have visited thus far in which I was left with such a distinct, lasting impression that I will forever hold these places in my heart. One was Paris, the other Chicago-- where I now live. There is something about both of these cities that captured my heart immediately. The architecture, the history and the abundance of art, and the artistic, intellectual lifestyle wooed me from the moment I set foot in either city. Paris- the home of the Louvre- arguably the most famous and most impressive collection of art in the world. How could I not love Paris-- historically the epicenter of literature, art and political intellectual free-thinkers for decades. Each time I think of Paris I see myself in an earlier time, short hair, black turtleneck (yes, I realize that could be today) with a cigarette in one hand (it's the 40's-50's smoking isn't dangerous yet), at a coffee shop debating the finer points of some underground group or novel. Of course I don't live in these times, but rather consider them a moment in which life held a certain validity that we just don't have (especially in America) any longer-- but that brings me to the point of Midnight in Paris.

Throughout the film, Wilson's character is struck by the concept of living in Paris in the 1920's, the romantic view that life in another, past time period is somehow better. He is transported through time to the 1920's and beyond, finally living in a time he identifies with. Of course the moral of the story is that every intellectual artist of any time feels this way and as such we must all realize that each time in which we live is precious, it's just difficult to recognize it, especially when as artists we are all caught up in the past, reading and studying the past writers, and artists.

Thus, the final bias. Well known authors and artists. Look, you throw F. Scott Fitzgerald, Hemingway, and Picasso in a film-- I'm probably going to like it, if for nothing other than the mention of their names. But also manage to throw in their personalities and quotes AND add Dali, T.S. Eliot, Gertrude Stein, Josephine Baker and Matisse-- and you've got my attention.

Overall, it's a great one. Loved it. And, check out what others have to say:

NY Times-- a historical view

The Atlantic-- a cultural cheat sheet

Let's face it, this film had everything I would fall for going for it. Plus, the added bonus of figuring out that even though I am a literature masters candidate at the prestigious Northwestern University, I am not overly pedantic. --Whew!

Vavoom Pinups-- a heartbreaking story-- with a happy ending

2011-12-28T12:48:00.004-06:00

UPDATE:

After the below was unleashed in various public forums, Heather, the owner and photographer of Vavoom took a personal interest in the concerns I was voicing and stepped in to take care of it immediately. I got my initially promised image (above) plus an additional image of my choice for the situation. She also extended a gift card for future purchases. I am soooo glad and relieved that this was taken care of-- I really hated having to be negative about an experience I truly enjoyed more than words can describe.

Yes, it is expensive, but I have to say that the day of the shoot -- you find out why it's worth every penny. I wanted to have a pin up shoot for my bachelorette outing with my girls for the following reasons: 1. I LOVE vintage stuff, especially pin up artwork 2. If I thought I could pull it off and not get fired from my corporate job, I would dress that way everyday 3. Hello! It's awesome. Duh. And, Heather and her staff do not disappoint during the shoot. Every single one of us felt amazing during and after the shoot. I left that day on cloud nine and I left the make up on for our wedding rehearsal dinner-- it was a hit. I didn't want to take it off!

Yes, it is true that we had some communication problems following the shoot. Apparently there have been some staffing changes at Vavoom which had accounted for the lack of organization and customer service situation. As a Client Services professional-- I was severely disappointed, but after my complaints were listened to and taken seriously, I felt a lot better. Plus they got me everything they promised in record time. I do truly love them, and they are a great company-- whose aim is to empower women -- and they do it. If I could work there, I would.

I am so glad that this was resolved, as it truly hurt me that I was disappointed in such a great experience as a result of poor organization. I might even sign up for another shoot-- trust me ladies, it was unbelievable, and I trust they have worked out the kinks.

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Originally, I was looking forward to receiving my pictures, and posting them here, singing the praises of the wonderfully fun, exciting and fantastic experience, but instead, months of poor customer service and apparent lying have changed my tune. I wanted my own picture to post here, use as my profile picture etc. I could purchase them, but I can't now on principle. Vavoom, I loved you, the idea of you, but now, I'm just bitter and disappointed.

For my bridal shower in July 2011, my lovely bridesmaids gave me the gift of a day long makeover and pin up photo shoot from Vavoom Pinups. (www.vavoompinups.com) I was thrilled with the days activities, from the wardrobe choices, the make up and hair makeover and the pose coaching. The owner and photographer, Heather, was great, and offered my girls and I a special gift, an additional complimentary image that may be used on the website, but she wanted to give us a comp image as my wedding gift. Our images would be linked and sent to us for approval and we could order etc.

The day of the shoot was great, the following weeks and months however, have been severely disappointing. Firstly, for the cost, (which is extremely expensive for some pictures you still have to purchase) the customer service after the shoot is terrible. It takes weeks and sometimes months for Heather and her staff to respond to any requests, such as re-posting the link to purchase pictures. As a Client Services professional, I am appalled by the lack of organization, attention to detail and response time of Heather and her staff. Considering that they stand to profit significantly for the purchase of pictures, you would expect them to respond more quickly, and be more helpful. Additionally, and perhaps the most disappointing aspect of this experience is the "wedding gift" Heather promised of the additional comp image-- which I was really excited to post all over the place, singing their good praises-- she went back on her word with a impersonal, "thanks but no thanks" email to all of us in which she explained that she no longer wanted to use our images on her website thus we no longer get a digital comp image.

I do not recommend Vavoom. It's too expensive, the customer service is terrible, and they lie.

Hearts for the Holidays

2011-12-12T15:34:00.001-06:00

As the Holiday season approaches (rapidly), all of us are of course feeling the season's giving spirit, and the heartwarming feeling towards our families and strangers alike. This early December, usually filled with Christmas shopping and planning trips home to spend time with family, has been a bit rougher than usual. I have spent the better half of the last week with my family due to the recent heart attack my father suffered last weekend. He is doing better and is home, undergoing therapy and taking medication. Hopefully, with luck and time he will make a full recovery. I have a full heart this year as we approach the holidays, as I have realized, due to this event, that my parents are no longer the young 30-somethings they were when I was a child. My heart is with them both, and every member of our families this year. May each of us live to our fullest, never take life for granted and be glad each day that we have each other, and we love each other.

This past week has been trying, my final papers for the quarter I am sure have suffered greatly. But, Dad has made a lot of progress. In two weeks when we see him again for Christmas, it is sure to be a much more pleasant and wonderful visit. Besides, who can resist 3 great danes? (Our two plus my mom's). Should be a good time.

The "New Normal"

2011-10-28T13:24:00.000-05:00

Dave and I thought that after the wedding (in JULY!) we would settle in to a new normal, life would calm down and we would be happy newlyweds enjoying life. We thought, we'd move downstairs into a larger condo, to accommodate all of our junk, and provide a more suitable guest room for our parents to visit. We thought we would get a new great dane puppy and enjoy the beauty that is puppyhood. We thought new normal would be wonderful.

But things haven't calmed down, we haven't settled in and lately neither one of us has been all that happy. We got into the new condo, which we love-- and now are faced with the fact that our landlord is putting the building up for sale-- which means we can either buy the place or hope no one else will. We got our precious puppy, who is finally doing well after two months of being very ill and stressing us out both emotionally and financially. And, I was sick for over a month with bronchitis that just won't go away-- I'm still suffering from a lingering cough. I started back to school so my weeknights are filled with class, and my weekends are full of homework.

Since we got back from the honeymoon-- life has not adjusted into the new normal we thought we would have. Perhaps the new normal is this-- life constantly surprises you and for every moment of peace you get, there are three moments of stress, arguing and major decisions to be made. So basically, the new normal is the same as the old normal.

Here's to major changes not making a major change after all.

Our Wedding

2011-10-22T13:55:00.001-05:00

A Human Look at a Terrible Accident

2011-10-19T15:14:00.002-05:00

Those of you who know me, realize I am from Zanesville, Ohio. Today, the news has been plastered with ongoing press conferences, and articles relating to an unfortunate situation regarding the escape of several exotic animals.

News Coverage:

The sheriff who issued a shoot-to-kill order after dozens of exotic animals — including Bengal tigers, mountain lions and bears — escaped from an Ohio farm defended his decision Wednesday, saying "we were not going to have animals running loose."

Sheriff Matt Lutz said the owner of Muskingum County Animal Farm near Zanesville, Terry Thompson, appeared to have set the animals free and then taken his own life.
"It is still, still not a completely secure area," he said.

The sheriff told an afternoon press conference that as many as 56 animals on the farm may have been set loose. Authorities tracked down and killed 48 of them: 18 rare Bengal tigers, 17 lions, six black bears, three mountain lions, two grizzlies, one wolf and one baboon.

The animals were buried on the Thompson's property at the request of his wife, the sheriff said.

Read the full Story Here

Perhaps this is not the time to mention this, but I knew Terry Thompson and his wife Marian personally. And I have always, and will always remember them as good caring people. They are eccentric, yes-- but that made them even more interesting. I loved the time I spent with them, their horses and their animals. It is a cherished memory from my youth, and I believe I have developed my own unconditional love for animals as a partial result of their influence.

Despite the terribly unfortunate accident involving various wild animals last night/today in my hometown, I have to say that he was a good man with a good heart. Yes, he did things that don't make sense to us, but he did it from a place of love for the animals. I assure you he did not set them free as an act of vengeance-- but rather an act of desperation. I agree that that law should not have allowed this to happen in the first place-- a private property owner should not be allowed to have wild animals-- however, in this case, T was trying to help. He saw himself as a caring person who had the space, some knowledge and the resources to care for these animals that would allow them to be saved in the long run, rather than given to the "highest bidder" at an auction where any number of unfortunate outcomes could occur.

The pictures of the dead animals are horrifying. But you can tell they were well fed, healthy animals.

The outcome of this was unfortunate, but I don't want to forget that the Thompson's are people, good caring people who were mixed up in more than they could handle. All of the slander on Facebook from my high school "friends" makes me angry. This was a serious, unfortunate accident involving not only several animals but also a human being. Posting pictures of dead animals, or of trick bears, or of The Lion King superimposed over Zanesville is in bad taste.

This Lion King Photo is particularly bothering me because in the past, when the Thompsons operated a horse farm, and were friends with my family while I took riding lessons there, they acquired their first exotic animal-- a lion cub-- Simba. I met the cub, it was well cared for and at the time the only large cat they had. I thought it was strange, but after seeing the care and understanding the reasoning first hand-- I shrugged it off as T being T-- eccentric, but caring. Obviously, as time has moved forward, I have lost touch with them, and things have escalated to a point of no return-- but I truly believe that he had a good heart, and his reasons for having these animals were grounded in love and respect for all animals.

I think we're dealing with a sociopath

2011-10-07T11:10:00.000-05:00

Yesterday in my small office (5 of us were in) someone used the common microwave, burned something awful, created a terrible burned toast smell in the office, attempted to "clean up" with no success and then, LIED about it. We polled the 5 people present and everyone said they had nothing to do with it. Continuing into today, everyone claims they had nothing to do with it, offering long stories of their innocence. Why would you lie about this, unless of course you are a sociopath.

Basic profile of a Sociopath:

Glibness and Superficial Charm

Manipulative and Conning
They never recognize the rights of others and see their self-serving behaviors as permissible. They appear to be charming, yet are covertly hostile and domineering, seeing their victim as merely an instrument to be used. They may dominate and humiliate their victims.

Grandiose Sense of Self
Feels entitled to certain things as "their right."

Pathological Lying
Has no problem lying coolly and easily and it is almost impossible for them to be truthful on a consistent basis. Can create, and get caught up in, a complex belief about their own powers and abilities. Extremely convincing and even able to pass lie detector tests.

Lack of Remorse, Shame or Guilt
A deep seated rage, which is split off and repressed, is at their core. Does not see others around them as people, but only as targets and opportunities. Instead of friends, they have victims and accomplices who end up as victims. The end always justifies the means and they let nothing stand in their way.

Shallow Emotions
When they show what seems to be warmth, joy, love and compassion it is more feigned than experienced and serves an ulterior motive. Outraged by insignificant matters, yet remaining unmoved and cold by what would upset a normal person. Since they are not genuine, neither are their promises.

Incapacity for Love

Need for Stimulation
Living on the edge. Verbal outbursts and physical punishments are normal. Promiscuity and gambling are common.

Callousness/Lack of Empathy
Unable to empathize with the pain of their victims, having only contempt for others' feelings of distress and readily taking advantage of them.

Poor Behavioral Controls/Impulsive Nature
Rage and abuse, alternating with small expressions of love and approval produce an addictive cycle for abuser and abused, as well as creating hopelessness in the victim. Believe they are all-powerful, all-knowing, entitled to every wish, no sense of personal boundaries, no concern for their impact on others.

Early Behavior Problems/Juvenile Delinquency
Usually has a history of behavioral and academic difficulties, yet "gets by" by conning others. Problems in making and keeping friends; aberrant behaviors such as cruelty to people or animals, stealing, etc.

Irresponsibility/Unreliability
Not concerned about wrecking others' lives and dreams. Oblivious or indifferent to the devastation they cause. Does not accept blame themselves, but blames others, even for acts they obviously committed.

Promiscuous Sexual Behavior/Infidelity
Promiscuity, child sexual abuse, rape and sexual acting out of all sorts.

Lack of Realistic Life Plan/Parasitic Lifestyle
Tends to move around a lot or makes all encompassing promises for the future, poor work ethic but exploits others effectively.

Criminal or Entrepreneurial Versatility
Changes their image as needed to avoid prosecution. Changes life story readily.

In a related note, after reading this profile I am completely convinced that one of my co-workers is dangerously close to the edge of becoming a serial killer. (though not nearly as intelligent as the famous Hannibal Lecter) Probably the same person who is lying about the microwave.

Maybe it is the same

2011-09-28T14:16:00.000-05:00

You know how people with kids are always arguing that if you don't have children you cannot possibly know what it is like- the joys, the pain, the adventure, and how it changes your life? Yeah, those people are wrong. I am a mother, it's just that my kids have fur and bark.

Those same people will read this post and immediately determine that I am mocking them, or that I don't understand or that I cannot possibly compare my relationship with my dogs to their relationship with their children. Dogs aren't capable of learning as children are, they don't grow into a fully functioning adult someday, and they cannot interact with me as a child can. Well listen-- you're right, they won't grown into an adult who is obsessed with gaining more in our capitalist society, so preoccupied with doing the right thing to gain the most amount of money, the coolest stuff and the fastest cars, who will do his or her part to destroy the country and the planet we inhabit. You're right, my dog will not grow into the uber-douche your child will be programed to be during their years in school where they are taught that math and science are all that matter and getting into a good college, and becoming an investment banker is the only viable option left despite your insistence that the arts hold value, literature is a gateway to true knowledge and life is about more than money. Spending 18 years trying to mold my offspring into believing something that the rest of the world will renounce at every turn, and will eventually make their adult lives more difficult sounds awfully time consuming and ultimately disappointing. I commend all of you who are doing this, but it's just not for me. I admit that my dog is not like your child in every way. But, the fundamental relationship I have with them is the same.

I have three kids (4 if you count Dave the video game playing, fit throwing, adorable lovable husband). My oldest child is 10 years old. I was a single mother in my 20s raising this hellish little being who cried all night, had to be potty trained and slept on my chest for naps. She lived with me in our one bedroom apartment while I tried to figure out what I was doing, who I was and where I wanted to be. She is extremely sheltered, and spoiled. When she was very young she was so cute. Now, as the oldest sister she has turned bratty, obnoxious and loud. She commands her own space in our home, demands respect from both of her younger brothers and generally parades around arguing with me and Dave and fighting with her siblings, determined that she is in fact the head of the household, and we must all obey her. She is Gizmo, my calico cat.

My second oldest child, is turning 4 in November. This one was a perfect little baby. He slept the whole night through from the first night we brought him home. Potty training was a bit of a chore, and he has not outgrown his sass. He talks back to his parents, whines when he wants something and pouts when he is mad. He is used to being the center of attention, and with the addition of his younger brother he has begun showing signs of jealousy, demanding that we ignore the baby to play with him, or lashing out at his brother. He harasses his older sister, and bullies his brother. His favorite things to do include playing with a football, and watching childrens shows on television. He has grown into a perfect little toddler, who taught us how to love and has changed our lives forever. We can no longer leave the house for days or several hours unless we bring him along, or get him a sitter. We cannot ignore him while we are home, he is in constant need of our attention. When he was young, he had to have an emergency surgery and we quickly realized how much he means to us both, how much he has impacted our lives and how heartbreaking it was to watch him suffer. He is my great dane, Wellstone.

And now, the newest member of the Keirn family. Our baby. He is only 2 months old and has been very ill. Any parent who has had to deal with the stress and anxiety of having a sick baby must understand what we have been going through. He was diagnosed with a severe life threatening disease just days after we brought him home and had to be hospitalized for a week. During that week we had no idea if he was going to pull through, and in my worry it was then that I realized I truly am a mother. I will do anything I have to to save my baby. I will pay exceedingly expensive doctor bills, I will take time off work to go to the hospital and I will cry myself to sleep every night until he is better. He has gotten better, but still remains sick, having contracted pneumonia while in the hospital. It has been so sad to look into his weepy eyes and know you are doing everything you can to make him better and it isn't yet enough. He is too weak to walk long distances, so we must carry him outside for potty training, and he coughs relentlessly-- causing us to worry and stress. We believe he will get better and eventually grow up as a perfect match with his older brother, but getting there is difficult. He is my baby, Webster.

It has been during this difficult time with my baby that I have truly realized it is the same as having children. My maternal instinct is completely wrapped up in these dogs (we count Gizmo as a dog as she mostly behaves as one) If they are sick, I nurse them back to health, wiping their noses, filling their vaporizers, patting their backs and giving them their medication and all the tlc I can. We have taught them how to behave with others, in the house, how to use the bathroom, and apparently how to talk back to their parents. We watch them play with toys, laugh at their reactions to things and notice behaviors all kids share.

So maybe it IS the same.

Holy Sh*t! It's September Already?

2011-09-13T16:24:00.000-05:00

What happened to our summer? I just realized I haven't posted a blog since JUNE! To be fair, I was rather busy this summer.

For one, we got married.

Our wedding, though a mountain of stress, fighting, emotions and financial strain ended up being a perfectly wonderful and glorious (albeit HOT) day in July. Dave and I loved every moment, and both of us cried throughout the entire ceremony which was perfectly personal for us. YAY, LOVE! As soon as I have some, I will share our wedding pictures. Can. Not. Wait.

Then, we went on a Honeymoon. Finally, some time together. We visited Rome, Florence, Tuscany and Venice and rounded out our trip with our dear friends wedding in London.

For more pictures of the places we visited, please visit my other blog Fauxtography.

Then, we settled into our brand new condo-- by painting and installing molding... among other tasks.

After all that was said and done, it was time for... relaxation? NO! a Puppy!

So we drove to Iowa and picked out a brand new great dane puppy. We got him home safe and sound, and two days later he was dreadfully ill-- parvo. He spent a week in the hospital, cost us a small fortune and a lot of worry. He has made it home now, but is still recovering and getting over a cold. Hopefully soon he grows out of his sickness and into a fun, chubby great dane puppy just like his brother.

Meet Webster.

Now, if we can just all be healthy and happy, all will be right with the world...and we can finally calm down and relax... and, go back to school next week!

Bubble Baths & Vacuums

2011-06-22T14:35:00.001-05:00

Perhaps I'm stressed.

Bubble Baths are a metaphor for my life.

Putting more and more into the bathtub seems like such a good idea. Filling it up until the bubbles practically overflow is so---fun. Until you realize you need less bubbles to actually bathe, and they are virtually impossible to get rid of.

I can't get rid of all these bubbles I've created!

Vacuuming = Time

I dream of being inside a large ballroom-- vacuuming. It is relaxing. Per my post below, I envy the old woman next door as she vacuums. Clearly I associate vacuuming as a stress-relief action associated with having the time to perform this task. The problem is, our current vacuum is the opposite of stress-relief. It has to be emptied three times for our one small rug, it is missing a filter so we use paper towels/dryer sheets as substitutes and for some unknown reason, it is wet inside. I hate it. Not fun. Not stress relieving.

Buy us a new one: Our Registry (oh relax, I'm only half-serious, I realize no one is going to buy us a $400 vacuum-- even though it is the vacuum of my dreams -- literally)

Brain storm

2011-05-24T09:57:00.000-05:00

Sitting here at work, the early morning before everyone else arrives, I watch the little old lady in the condo next door vacuum and water plants. I envy her. She has time, time to vacuum and water plants at her leisure. I imagine she has time to do other things she enjoys (yes, in my mind she is enjoying the mundane task of vacuuming with her absurdly out of date gigantic vacuum cleaner-- the kind with the separate tank that you have to pull along behind you). She has time, is the point. Time to casually water her plants, tend to her flowers and relax on her balcony. She seems so peaceful and happy-- but really it's just because she has time.

As I watch her, my envy of her time grows and my mind shifts into brainstorming ideas on how I can achieve more time for myself-- clearly sitting in an office all day working for someone else is not the answer...

I think of things I enjoy doing that I could potentially start a business in to sustain our lifestyle while giving myself more personal time.

Cleaning and organizing. I like being at home, and having time to do this. It makes me feel better about our home. But, I dont want to clean and organize someone else's home. So, no.

Hanging out with the dog. I like hanging out with Wellstone, and often wish I was home during the day to go on walks, to the dog park and beach etc. But, again, I dont want to do this with other dogs, just my own. So, no again.

Watering plants. I do enjoy taking care of my little deck plants. But, again, I dont want to do this for others. No again.

Then, after realizing I don't want to do things I remember the things I do like about things as they are. I like being downtown during the day, I like typing (which i realize is strange) I do get to clean and organize and etc. in my job. Turns out the job isnt all bad. If only I could get my boss to let me bring Wellstone to the office.

I just think maybe it would be better if things were more balanced. If I had more time at home to enjoy being at home, but still got to come downtown to work -- how do I make this happen? Wait and see I guess. Maybe when I am older this will work out for me, in the meantime-- back to the grindstone.

A Love/Hate Letter

2011-05-19T11:16:00.002-05:00

Dear Wedding,

In the beginning, I didn't want you. I didn't think you were necessary, and I pleaded with my groom to be that we either elope or swing by the court house. But then, Wedding, you convinced me with your promises of black and white, quirky and everlasting photos. You taunted me with formal wear, and flowers, and eventually I was caught up in the whole thing.

At first, I was consumed with finalizing the big picture, the colors, the location the invitations. And, oh Wedding, how you have made everything so much harder than it needed to be, and so much more costly. You have taken up my weekends and any bit of free time I can squeeze out of my stressful work day. And here we are, a few months away, and you have gotten worse. Now, I spend hours researching vintage charm, and where to buy orchids. I have made myself crazy with worry about if the details will all fit together or if it will appear as though we are insane mismatched hoarders.

But Wedding, I realized something. You don't have to be what everyone else wants you to be. You only have to be what Dave and I want. So, I have stopped listening to everyone else, their suggestions, and criticisms. If Dave and I love it, that's how we are choosing. Blue shoes may not match anything-- but they make me HAPPY Wedding, and that is why I will wear them. I despise roses, which is why you will not have any any. Dave loves black and white and clean lines, which is why you are designed the way you are. Wedding, Dave and I are tired of fighting over whether or not you are what you should be-- we are re-claiming you. You will be what we want.

And Wedding, we have had enough with your expensive taste. From now on, we will choose the things we love, and can afford, despite what you say. I will refer to you as Family Reunion in public so I am not charged extra if I have to. You will not bankrupt us Wedding, so just give it up.

Wedding, we are looking forward to your arrival, and your departure so that we may have our weekends back. See you in July!

Andrea & Dave

p.s. Tell Honeymoon to be patient.

This was inspired by some of the women featured on this great wedding site who have written open letters to their weddings. Check them out!

2011-05-02T22:08:00.004-05:00

There are a lot of things being said in relation to the recent events. I am still very confused on how I am to feel about everything, but for now, here are some quotes I've seen come across FB that I could most agree with until I have more time to contemplate it all.

"I mourn the loss of thousands of precious lives, but I will not rejoice in the death of one, not even an enemy. Returning hate for hate multiplies hate, adding deeper darkness to a night already devoid of stars. Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that" Martin Luther King, Jr.

Frodo - "Now at any rate he is as bad as an Orc, and just an enemy. He deserves death."
Gandalf - "Deserves it! I daresay he does. Many that live deserve death. And some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them? Then do not be too eager to deal out death in judgement. For even the very wise cannot see all ends."

"I'll gladly accept that people should feel relief when justice is done. For those who are celebrating justice, as you say, then good for them. But many people are ALSO celebrating the death of an enemy; this, at least, is not a response that Jesus would model."

Do I take any pleasure in the death of the wicked? declares the Sovereign LORD. Rather, am I not pleased when they turn from their ways and live? – Ezekiel 18:23
*The above was taken from this link*

Me

2011-04-30T23:55:00.001-05:00

I have been thinking a lot lately about what makes me (and Dave) unique. Of course this line of thinking has been brought about in light of our upcoming nuptials-- why we are perfect for each other and what the perfect, uniquely "us" wedding looks like-- and I realized something, I'm not sure most people (with the exception of Dave) really know me-- my personality and things I like/identify with I mean...

For example...

1. I love OLD things:
--I love old movies. Singin' in the Rain-- classic I will never get tired of. Roman Holiday-- favorite Audrey Hepburn movie, and Citizen Kane is still number 1 to me.

--my most recent, most loved personal purchase (non-wedding related): a real 1950's working (adapted) rotary phone.
-- my favorite piece of furniture: Dave's vintage amp

2. I love vintage pin ups
-- Remember when I dressed up as a pin up for Halloween? For weeks afterward I would wear red lipstick and victory rolls to work-- I 'd dress that way every day if it wasn't so much work, and was more socially acceptable
--pin up artwork is classic, enough said.

--If I was cool enough, had the right job and the time-- I'd be rockabilly, and I would LOVE it.

3. I love vintage posters & music posters.
-- I love those old style large type advertising posters.
-- I also love music posters and have a collection (that I love more than I can explain) of Derek Hess posters from Cleveland.

4. I love crazy shoes
-- when I was a kid I HAD TO HAVE these ridiculous boots-- my parents called them my witch boots-- but I loved them more than anything else I owned.
-- my all time favorite pair of shoes were bright turquoise, suede sketchers. If I could find another pair of them, I would buy them immediately.
-- My current favorite shoes are designed by Carlos Santana-- how cool is that? (the ones I wore to Christmas-- and I wear at LEAST once a week!)

-- I love wearing interesting shoes-- all black outfit and pink shoes-- yes! And, recently, I completely fell in love with a pair of royal blue shoes-- soon to make their appearance *wink wink

5. Short Hair
-- I have had short hair for YEARS-- then around 25 I decided to try it long-- I hated it-- every minute.
-- I love my short hair, it's more my personality-- plus it's WAAY easier.

6. Music.
-- I know, I know, everyone says they like all types of music but I really do. Country, classical, hip hop (some of it), bluegrass (in small doses), indie, punk rock, alternative, rat pack, swing, big band, jazz, 80s, and some popular music- I like it all.

-- Currently stuck in my head:

There are of course many more points to my personality, like that I love my great dane, I hate the grocery store and I would be a secret CIA sniper if I could-- but we should save that for another time.

Me liketh'.

2011-04-29T23:15:00.002-05:00

The Hard Way

2011-04-25T11:21:00.000-05:00

I have never chosen to do anything in life the easy way, the way you are "supposed" to, I never followed the mainstream, "This is how you achieve success" rulebook. And, despite all the years of headaches I have thus given my parents and friends, I feel it is time to explain myself.

I did it on purpose.

Now surely, you're thinking..."whaaaa? you got arrested for speeding violations, worked for minimum wage and got in a 4 car accident ON PURPOSE?! I don't think so." Well, in specific terms you would be right, but I did allow certain situations to occur, including these bad ones. As I see it, bad situations happen, regardless of if you always do the "right" thing or not. The thing is, it's the way you handle these bad situations that builds your character. Did I always handle these things correctly-- of course not. But did I learn something about the way life works, how I handle stress and bad situations, and a little about myself/growing up? You bet. And, that's the part I was fully aware of-- and purposefully taking part in.

I have always done things my own way-- which is precisely the reason I love art, literature and science, but not mathematics. My mind works in the realm of constant possibility. This mind function has led me to several realizations about myself, including:

1. I refuse to do what people tell me is the "right" way to do things. There are just too many other options, and I want to find my own way.
2. I need to live in an area where there are boundless opportunities/activities/cultures. A small town where everyone and everything is the same, drives me a little batty eventually. Give me a city.

There is no "right" way. I did everything the "hard" way and got myself into and out of terrible situations, yet still command a certain level of stable success as a 30-something. You may not envy my life-- but I would ask you to respect it. I didn't get here by any means other than my own self awareness, tough real life experience and ability to accept limitless possibilities while believing in myself.

Of course, perhaps you and I have a different idea of what success is.

To me, success is: Securing a stable career with a practical salary which allows us to live well, within our means. Participating in a loving relationship in which both partners are fully committed and respectful of each others individual dreams, while sharing a common understanding of life. Living each day of life to the fullest potential, recognizing the multiple possibilities each new day brings. Respecting every culture and every individual. Taking joy in the small aspects of life, and not being caught up in the Capitalist notion of money and consumption. Taking time to allow art into your life, as it feeds the soul. Living your life in a manner that is truly yours, and cannot be defined by a generalized ideology of what success means.

As a result of my living my life in this manner, and doing things my unique way, I have no regrets. I cannot (will not) blame anyone or anything for the mistakes I have made. I have to accept my choices, and move forward. This has allowed me to gain confidence in myself, my choices, my actions and etc.

One of these choices was to move to Chicago. I realize that for many this is difficult to understand. I am very proud of my small town roots. As being from a small Ohio town, I learned the values of hard work, loyalty and determination. I learned that people are just people, no matter where you are, and they deserve your respect. But, small towns, however pretty, peaceful and hard working, are not for me. My mind operates in a sphere of possibility, and there aren't as many options in a small town. Small towns do not offer as many cultures to learn from, varieties of foods to sample, multiple art installations to review, etc. Since I can remember, despite my upbringing, I have never felt like I could breathe in a small town. It was as though I was suffocated, unable to take a breath. Cleveland was the first city I lived in where I felt like I could breathe easier. Chicago has relieved the stress, I no longer hold my breath, I can finally breathe. You don't have to envy our life here-- but at least try to respect it.

We are not all the same. I realize that many of you thrive in your small towns, and that is perfect-- for you. I wouldn't ask it to be any other way. I truly believe, in order to make our lives as happy as possible, you must make decisions uniquely for who you are as a person. Maybe a small town suits you, maybe a city, perhaps the mountains, or even an island. What matters is that you do what is right for YOU. Luckily, Dave and I have found not only each other but a mutual understanding of what each of us needs as individuals to be happy-- and we compromise. I need the activity and possibilities of the city, he needs the feeling of a neighborhood with community-- thus-- we live in Rogers Park (possibly the best secret of Chicago neighborhoods).

And that's where we are now. We are happy. And, that is why I did everything the hard way. I never have those days where I look back on my life with regret and think," what would I be doing if I had chosen..." because I did choose it. I did explore the possibilities. I did work multiple jobs before finding something that suits me. (Don't believe me? try this: Car salesperson, business to business office supplies sales, drug store assistant manager, retail outlet assistant manager, department store jewelry counter rep, talent/model scout, pre-k teacher, montessori school assistant director, event planning, radio station promotion, investment banking-- to name a few) I did live in multiple places before finding one that fit (Zanesville, Reading, Columbus, Cleveland, Chicago). I did allow those bad situations to build my character-- I give really good advice it turns out-- I have a lot of life experience. And, I wouldn't trade it for the world.

Happiness

2011-04-19T11:13:00.000-05:00

When we were young, happiness was pure and simple. The magic of Christmas made us happy, the brand new toy made us cheer, and birthday parties made us hyper and frantically overwhelmed with joy. Riding your bike for the first time down that big hill-- that rush of air-- guarantee you did it with a huge grin on your face. Being truly and purely happy was easy.

But somewhere along the way you realize happiness is much more complex. Now, you can be overwhelmed with joy in one part of your life, but down trodden in another. As an adult, you find yourself in situations where you are completely unhappy while at the same time overwhelmed with joy. It's a strange feeling-- this happiness thing.

Asking someone if they are happy is a trick question now. Are you happy?... Where do I begin?

Am I happy with the Earth? Not really. We (the human race) have systematically destroyed it. We are losing our natural resources and squandering our clean air, water and food supply. I would be happier with the Earth perhaps if people hadn't interfered. Thus, I guess I am unhappy with you-- World People. We have ruined everything and globally we all act like jackasses. No, I am not happy with the World.

Am I happy with America? No. America disgusts me. Those World People I was unhappy with-- way to to America you are the biggest jackass. Our government is destroying our country, our livelihood for most Americans, and we just clearly do not give a shit about anyone or anything except money. America-- No, I am not happy with you.

Am I happy with the Mid West? Sometimes. In the summer the Mid West is ok. But these are my roots and Ohio, Illinois, I can't help but love you a little.

Am I happy with Chicago? YES! I finally feel at home, this city has given me everything it promised. I love you a little more each day (especially when it gets warmer) Chicago. My state of mind has never been so... steady. Chicago I love you and I am certainly happy with you! My life here has been fantastic and continues improving every day. Chicago-- you're my kind of town!

Am I happy with my relationships, family and love? Ah, there's a good question. As friendships go, I am happy with those I have, but unhappy with the fact that I don't have many local friends. Hopefully this will change -- its a work in progress. Family-- of course I am happy -- how could I not be? I have a wonderful supportive family and am in the process of joining an inspiring loving second-family. But family is complicated, isn't it? Overall I can be happy, but still on a day to day basis cry myself to sleep because someone is hurt, I've disappointed someone or I can't understand something someone said/done. And love-- I can't even put into words how happy David has made me. It is a strange feeling to realize that you are so connected to another person you literally cannot live without them. And, there's always that love of a good cup of coffee. *wink wink.

So, what does this all mean? Am I happy? Fundamentally, yes. I am happy with the things in my life that I have control over, and the things that matter.I am happy with who I am, and where I am and who I will be and where I will be someday. But, I can't help wanting a little taste of that pure child-like joy. So, World, America, Mid West, Chicago, Friends, Family and Love-- KARMA!-- let's make a deal--

Let the Blackhawks win (the next 4 games).

Wedding Blues

2011-04-12T16:28:00.000-05:00

Before we can have the super adorable,quirky, perfect, fun, gorgeous wedding photos like this one that I am in LOVE with I have to do a bunch of stuff, and spend a bunch of money.

I love Dave, and I will love every moment of our marriage. Our wedding, which will be beautiful and fun and quirky and perfect like our pictures, however, is slowly killing me from the inside.

Those cute blue shoes-- LOVE THEM. They cost money. Sigh.

We are trying to have an ultra David & Andrea Chicago wedding. It will be small, but fantastic. The trouble is, fantastic equals expensive. I looked at the budget the other night and went to bed in tears. A fabulous wedding on a shoe string budget AND an envious honeymoon in Italy-- my savings account hates me.

And, I have determined that despite our modest attempts at a wedding, these vendors are just out to get you!

Our budget is no where near the median for a wedding in Chicago ( $35-50 thousand). We just aren't that fancy. My dress didn't cost thousands of dollars, Dave is renting his tuxedo, and our menu options are good, but not steak and lobster. But, we do need chairs. Chairs are expensive. ($10 per chair!) We do need a DJ -- ours is great and reasonably priced, but still (almost $1300). We do need a cake ($250 extra for that 3rd tier!) We do need rings (mine had to be custom made to fit my engagement ring-- which is costly and wasn't in the plan)

Now, don't get me wrong. My lovely wonderful supportive parents are helping a great deal and we owe them so much for that. Dave's parents are also helping by purchasing our flower arrangements which will be gorgeous-- but the part that's left over-- the part our poor little savings account has to cover--- is freaking me out!

And-- I have to do a bunch of stuff. I have to organize everything, make everything, label everything, order everything, try on things, choose things, and determine colors, print the invitations, send the invitations, write vows, learn to dance-- and so on-- it's enough to make you crazy!

Sisters

2011-04-02T00:41:00.001-05:00

My sister and I have a close bond, one that is founded somewhat on our mutual jealousy of each other. My understanding is that she feels as though she lives in my shadow, but I also live in hers.

And, it's getting old.

I love her dearly. She is an amazing, inspiring, beautiful young woman. I get it. She is striking and memorable and remarkable. I know-- I have known her for a long time. I love that about her.

But please--- you've got to understand--- I'm sick of hearing about it, and of being used.

So, land of the internet-- Please stop contacting me for the "hidden" agenda of reconnecting with, or telling me about, or hoping to learn about my sister. Stop sending me facebook messages asking how she is, where she is now and telling me some lame story about how she was so important to your development as a person.

Stop getting on instant chat to ask me how I am followed by " how's your sister?", " has your sister been well?", " has your sister disappeared?" 2-5 lines later. I won't answer you. I won't pass on your number. I am a person too, not just a way to reach her. I am not her secretary.

And for the love of everything holy-- if in the past-- I threatened your life, or thought you were the worst thing that has ever happened to her--- I WILL NOT be your friend, pass along your message or tell you anything about her. STOP contacting me.

So, internet friends-- if you are only using me to get to her-- please stop.

thank you.

Ladies Night

2011-04-02T00:22:00.001-05:00

It's Friday night, and I have had a long week. Dave has been busy installing a new operating system on one of our numerous laptops, so I decided I would treat myself to a chick flick. I ended up ordering "For Colored Girls" upon the recommendation from my mother and sister. It was a great film, and I too recommend it, it was well done. But the film itself is not what I want to talk about.

The film touches on several issues women sometimes have to endure, including rape, abortion, suicide, and domestic violence. Throughout the film, these issues are addressed, with I think in the attempt to give women hope, strength and power. I agree that this is a positive message-- what I don't understand is why we need this message in the first place.

I think we can all agree that one of the fundamental differences between the human male and human female is the way in which our minds function. Males tend to process emotion in a more linear, direct way, while women tend to analyze and understand our emotions in a different sense. I am not claiming that either way is superior to the other, just illustrating that they are different.

Women "feel" while men "think". Or at least thats the best way I can describe my point here. What I don't understand, is how for hundreds of years, in every culture, we have decided that "feeling" equals a weakness.

And before you jump to conclusions, blaming the media, men and society, I have to say--- really, ladies? We have to stop blaming an outside source. The media didn't make us this way, the images of thin blondes with smokey eyes and big boobs may bombard us on a constant basis-- but WE are letting it get to us. WE are ultimately responsible for the ways WE CHOOSE to process those images. Men are (collectively as a whole) not trying to keep us in our place, make us feel like we are less, we are processing their actions to mean that, and again, letting it get to us. Society is not telling us we are the weaker sex, WE are.

When I am upset, I cry. I release my strong emotion in the form of tears. When Dave gets upset, he punches the door frame. We are both doing the same thing. Releasing our emotions. Our anger, fear, love, hate, confusion, sadness and frustrations. We all feel them, and we each (as individuals) release them in our own ways. My way is not superior to yours, and yours is not superior to mine.

Ladies, we are stronger than this. You are strong enough to make a difficult decision, and realize it was for the best. Be proud of yourself for having the courage to make that decision and stand by it. Don't spend the rest of your life beating yourself up from the inside out because you have convinced yourself that you are weak. Get ahold of yourself. Look at yourself in the mirror-- and allow yourself to actually see yourself! I know, it's hard-- you only see what you are not or what you wish you could be. We need to stop the madness.

We are stronger than this. If someone, anyone has done something to you that is unacceptable, fight back. Be proud of your instinct to fight to the death. Don't second guess your instinct. You are just as capable of fighting as everyone else. If you lose the actual fight, don't give up, fight for the rest of your life, fight to be the strong woman you are meant to be. You are capable of being that woman you wish you saw in the mirror.

We are stronger than this. Stop the drama. All that day in day out little stuff that clouds your decisions and thoughts. It doesn't matter. Be proud of yourself that you can realize this, and change it.

We are not weaker. We are equal. Start acting like it. We don't have to be anything than what we already are, so please, realize this and be yourself, fight for yourself.

Are there situations you may have no control over? Yes. Are there times when physically speaking you may be weaker than your opponent? Yes. Are there times when you will lose? Yes. Does this mean you should let it kill you slowly from the inside for the rest of your life? NO.

I'm just frustrated, and this time I'm releasing it via blog. I keep hearing stories of women being brutally raped, or beaten. This past week, a woman was picked up by two police officers near my neighborhood, and they took her home-- only to then both rape her while she screamed. This story makes me unbelievably angry and frustrated and -- disgusted, on multiple levels. I feel terrible for her. But I want her to realize her strength to get through this, and realize her self, and not allow it to destroy her from the inside. She is stronger than that. She, I imagine, is rather upset. Good, I hope she is able to release it all and be stronger from now on. She has the power to be a strong woman, and I hope she chooses to be.

Ladies-- please. We don't need a movie to tell us we can be strong and powerful-- we already are.

American Cultural Icons

2011-01-20T12:38:00.000-06:00

I have always loved things that have become cultural icons, typically American cultural icons presumably due to the fact that I live in the US. But I love particular ones. Rock-n-Roll culture for example, I love what The Doors have become as a symbol, not who they are as people. (More about this on my other blog). But I love other less obvious things as well.

Case in point: Fortune cookies.

I have always loved American Chinese food, I love takeout, cheap dark Hunan restaurants and I will even admit that I sometimes go for the mall food court version. I can't help it, it is delicious. And, something I love that goes along with it: fortune cookies. This purely American cultural item has captivated my soul. For years I have collected my fortunes. Much to Dave's dismay, I do in fact keep a vase full of my past fortunes, and a few extra cookies I haven't gotten to yet. I do not take the fortunes seriously, but do believe you must eat the cookie for it to come true.

My obsession with fortune cookies began when I lived in Columbus. For a period of 3 or so months whenever I would eat Chinese food (which was frequent), regardless of if I had takeout from the closest place, dinner with friends at the dive down the street, buffet or nice dinner with family-- I got the same fortune.

That fortune was: "keep on charging the enemy so long as there is life". I got it so many times, from so many different places, I decided the universe was trying to tell me something, though I was not sure what. I decided I had better hang on to these little slips of paper.

And I have done so ever since. I have the vase on our counter as I previously mentioned, but at any moment in time I probably have pockets full of fortunes, or the bottom of my purse is lined with slips of paper.

I like them so much that for my birthday one year Dave got me a giant personalized chocolate covered fortune cookie (isn't he the best?!)

This week, another strange cookie occurrence. In both my evening graduate classes, which take place on different nights, in different rooms, involving different people-- I found a fortune. A single slip of paper suspiciously lying in the middle of the floor or table. And I am apparently the only one who noticed. I love when the universe gives me something fun to enjoy.

Favorite fortune ever? "ignore last cookie"

Throwback..

2011-01-14T07:38:00.002-06:00

Enjoy Andrea!

2011 One More Year until the World Ends

2011-01-04T14:05:00.002-06:00

Since the world is scheduled to end in 2012, we decided we had better make the most of 2011. Thus, big changes are in store this year. But, let me begin with what we did and did not accomplish in 2010.

Our 2010 Goals included the addition of travel to our lives. We began the 50 state challenge and thus far have accomplished the visitation of 9 states, not including Indiana (only driven through, or stayed in separately) and Texas (only crashed one night on the way to Mexico). We also managed a fantastic winter vacation in Mexico, beginning our international travel plans. Check out pictures and details of our travels and other items at Fauxtopgraphy.

2010 also brought us the 100 Books list-- remember that?

With an amazing amount of help from friends and (mostly) family, we are just 21 books short of our goal. The remaining list below:

Number	Author	Title
1.	Arthur Conan Doyle	The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes
2.	Boris Pasternak	Dr Zhivago
3.	Dashiell Hammett	The Maltese Falcon
4.	George Bernard Shaw	Pygmalion
5.	H.G. Wells	The Time Machine
6.	Hunter S. Thompson	Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
7.	Johann David Wyss	Swiss Family Robinson
8.	John Milton	Paradise Lost
9.	Malcolm Lowry	Under the Volcano
10.	Marcel Proust	Remembrance of Things Past
11.	Margaret Mitchell	Gone with the Wind
12.	Nathanael West	The Day of the Locust
13.	Nathaniel Hawthorne	The House of the Seven Gables
14.	Oscar Wilde	The Importance of Being Earnest
15.	Robert Ludlum	The Bourne Identity
16.	Stephen King	The Shining
17.	Sun Tzu	The Art of War
18.	Sylvia Plath	The Bell Jar
19.	T.S. Eliot	The Waste Land
20.	Tennessee Williams	Cat on a Hot Tin Roof; A Streetcar Named Desire

In 2010 we purchased a car suitable for our great dane, 2 iphones and a macbook air proving once and for all that apple reigns victorious in the apple vs. pc debate, became lifelong Blackhawks fans, Dave took up golfing and we got engaged.

As I mentioned before, 2011 is going to be a year of big changes. We are trying to get more healthy, Dave has been running and Andrea is in the midst of the 30 day shred. We are getting married in July and Andrea has begun graduate school.

Our honeymoon will add to our travels, and hopefully we get enough time off this year to get a few more of the 50 states completed. We are looking forward to a great year! Hopefully this year will provide us with some much needed new (local) friendships.

6 Books Everyone (Including Your English Teacher) Got Wrong

2010-12-25T20:57:00.000-06:00

By S Peter Davis, David A. Vindiola Oct 20, 2010 1,739,405 views

With most every classic novel comes some outlandish interpretations. Some people have wild fringe theories about Harry Potter as an allegory for young gay love and Lord of the Rings being about WWII and the atom bomb. But some of these laughably wrong interpretations stick. In fact, you were taught some of them in school ...

#6.

Upton Sinclair's The Jungle

Upton Sinclair's expose of the American meatpacking industry is largely to thank for the massive drop in cases of gastroenteritis (and rise of vegetarianism) around the dawn of the 20th century. When the book was published, the public, pretty keen on taking solid shits, was outraged by the novel's accurate depictions of the unsanitary conditions in slaughterhouses and lack of regulations forbidding the practice of shoveling week-old entrails off the floor along with the cow shit and calling it sausage.

President Teddy Roosevelt took action as a result, leading to the Pure Food and Drug Act, the Meat Inspection Act and eventually the FDA, despite getting his meat primarily from large game he beat to death with a club (probably).

"Who's hungry?"

What it's really about:

It wasn't about sanitation or meat safety. Sinclair was actually trying to expose the exploitation of American factory workers and convert Americans to socialism.

He went undercover for several weeks as a meat packer and not only saw that working conditions in meat-packing factories at the time were horribly unsafe, but that there was massive corruption within the upper levels of management. The stockyards exploited not only the common man, but also the common women and children, who worked the same lengthy shifts and lost the same useful appendages to machinery without proper safeguards. At one point in the book, an employee accidentally falls inside a giant meat grinder and is later sold as lard.

A pinch of Mitch in every bite.

But much to Sinclair's frustration, the public's reaction was less "that poor exploited worker!" and more "HOLY SHIT THERE MIGHT BE PEOPLE IN MY LARD." They read right past the hardship of the workers and focused entirely on how gross the meat-packing process was.

Adding insult to injury, the passing of the Meat Inspection Act and the Pure Food and Drug Act meant that taxpayers, not the meatpackers, were responsible for the $30 million a year costs of inspection, giving Sinclair further shit to gripe about as it added even more burden to the American worker.

"We have to wear coats now?"

It didn't help that Roosevelt didn't sympathize with Sinclair's socialist views, calling him a crackpot and stating that three-fourths of his book was the same bullshit everyone was apparently eating at the time. Sinclair would later take matters into his own hands, running for Congress twice on the Socialist ticket. He lost. Hell, he should have just run on the "No more shit in your hamburger" ticket. That seems like a pretty easy win right there.

#5.

Ray Bradbury's Fahrenheit 451

It's the defining anti-censorship book of our time. The image of government crews gathering up and burning books is as iconic in the free world as Big Brother.

In Fahrenheit 451, America in the future is a clusterfucked society and a nation of dimwits. Books are outlawed for promoting intellectualism and free thinking, which inevitably leads to objective discourse and debate, which are now considered politically incorrect because dissenting opinions make people sad. Instead of preventing homes from going up in flames, firemen have been reassigned to rifle through homes and seize any contraband books that remain.

Just about every critic and literary scholar on the planet viewed the novel as metaphor for the dangers of state-sponsored censorship. Can't see this as much of a stretch, considering it was about book burning (although, the title may have suggested that it was really about book warming, since, according to Bradbury's sources, the temperature at which paper combusts is actually 450 degrees Celsius, or 842 degrees Fahrenheit).

This didn't occur to him?

What it's really about:

Bradbury was actually more concerned with TV destroying interest in literature than he was with government censorship and officials running around libraries with lit matches. According to Bradbury, television is useless and compresses important information about the world into little factoids, contributing to society's ever-shrinking attention span. Like "Video Killed the Radio Star," television would kill the, uh, book star (he said same thing about radio too, by the way). An interesting rant from the author, considering that much of Bradbury's fame was a direct result of his stories being portrayed on science fiction shows.

Also,

"Featuring your host, a Martian-ophilic hypocrite."

For a science fiction writer who predicted the development of flat-screen TVs you hang on the wall, ATMs and virtual reality, he sure hates new technology. Along with bitching about radio and television, Bradbury also has something against the Internet. He apparently told Yahoo! they could go fuck themselves, and as far as he's concerned, the Internet can go to hell. He doesn't own a computer, needless to say. At least we can say whatever we want about him without getting sued.

What probably pissed Bradbury off more than anything was that people completely disregarded his interpretation of his own book. In fact, when Bradbury was a guest lecturer in a class at UCLA, students flat-out told him to his face that he was mistaken and that his book is really about censorship. He walked out.

Later, he accused the camera of stealing his soul.

#4.

Machiavelli's The Prince

If you've ever heard a politician or other powerful person referred to as "Machiavellian," you can guess it's not a compliment. That's thanks to a shifty-looking Italian diplomat named Machiavelli. He was bad enough that we turned his name into a pejorative adjective that means "cruel, amoral tyrant." Napoleon, Stalin and Mussolini were three of his biggest fans, and the Mafia considers Machiavelli thefather of the organization.

In his defense, he cleans up well.

The reason for this is Machiavelli's The Prince, one of the most notorious political treatises ever written, designed as an instruction manual for the Florentine dictator Lorenzo de' Medici to help him be more of a bastard. Completely disregarding moral concerns in politics, the book serves as a levelheaded discourse on the best way to assert and maintain power, noting that it's better to be feared than loved, and that dishonesty pays off in the long run as long as you lie about how dishonest you are.

Machiavelli's masterpiece is equal parts brilliant and irresponsible, showing tyrants how best to run a country like a video game.

What it's really about:

Actually, Machiavelli was totally just trolling. Far from being the spiritual patriarch of the Gambino crime family, he was a renowned proponent of free republics, as noted in a few obscure texts called everything else he ever wrote. The reason The Prince endured the ages while the rest of his philosophy gathered dust in the back of an old library warehouse is chiefly 1) it's really short, and 2) it angries up the blood. By far the best way to get a book on the best-seller list is to write something that pisses everyone off, but the drawback is that it steamrolls the message of any work that's only meant to be understood in context.

The context in this case is that the Medici family to whom he dedicated his love letter is the same group who personally broke Machiavelli's arms for being such a staunch advocate for free government. He worked for the Florentine Republic before the Medicis marched in, mowed down the government and mercilessly tortured him, and then he sat down and wrote The Prince from his shack in exile, assumedly with some really bendy handwriting (on account of the arms). When you learn about that, it kind of adds a new layer of meaning to the text -- it suddenly sounds like it's dripping with sarcasm.

Not everyone was in on the joke.

For centuries, the consensus on Machiavelli's best-known work has been that he was just trying to brown-nose his way back into the government. But a deeper study of his full body of work reveals that this is a pretty absurd ambition, considering not only did Machiavelli repeatedly say that "popular rule is always better than the rule of princes," but after he wrote The Prince, he went right on back to writing treatises about the awesomeness of republics. Considering also that he was no stranger to the literary art of satire, scholars these days are turning to a more likely scenario -- Machiavelli was the Stephen Colbert of the Renaissance.

Part of the blame might also be leveled at the shitty job that people have done in trying to translate his work into English. It's from Machiavelli that we get the notorious phrase "the end justifies the means." A much more accurate translation from the original Italian is something more like "one must consider the end," which kind of means something totally different.

Don Van Vliet

2010-12-21T11:31:00.005-06:00

January 15, 1941 – December 17, 2010

I knew I should have bought that complete poetry & artwork book last month. Ahh well, the Captain Beefheart albums will hold me over.

Noteworthy News

2010-11-18T11:00:00.000-06:00

Last night, the Blackhawks game ended with a 5-0 win over the Oilers. Dave and I couldn't watch it, since for some reason it was broadcast on a channel we do not have. We did not get to see our beloved Captain Jonathan Toews score a hat trick (3 goals), nor did we get to see Andrea's favorite, Patrick Sharp come back from his scoreless few games to score a short handed goal. But that is ok, they won, and we have the ability to watch the highlights.

Oh, and by the way, Andrea found out this morning that she has been accepted to Northwestern University for graduate school. Want more info? Go here: http://andrea-gradlit.blogspot.com/

(that's right, another secret off-shoot Andrea blog project)

2010-11-08T13:55:00.000-06:00

The Right Not to Vote

2010-11-04T14:25:00.000-05:00

I am a firm believer in democracy. I believe in a governing situation we should all have the right to participate in the selection process of new ideas, and leaders. I have managed groups of volunteers and employees in as a democratic way as possible, allowing them to choose and vote on final products, committee chairs etc. I fully support this process, what voting in a group situation means and how each vote makes a difference.

Yet I do not vote in any political election.

I am not ignorant nor uninformed. I pay attention to national and local elections, noting the coverage on CNN, and the many internet outputs of information. I end up in sometimes heated politically driven debates, arguments and conversations on a regular basis. I enjoy hearing multiple opinions and sides to national and local issues. I have heartfelt beliefs about issues in our country including, but not limited to, the educational system, health care and the death penalty. And, of course, as a working adult I have opinions on taxes, minimum wage and unemployment. The problem is NOT that I cannot decide what my opinion is.

So, why don't I use my right to vote, to stand up for my beliefs, make my voice heard and join all my friends in urging us all to get out and vote?

Firstly, the right to vote allows us the right not to vote. And, it is my hope that we can learn to respect this as we (hopefully) learn to respect the right to believe in God, or not to believe in God. It is my choice. I am not saying this is a steadfast rule, but for the time being, this is my choice.

I would be lying if I didn't admit that I dont register to vote to avoid jury duty. I don't want jury duty, I would be the most difficult person on the jury. No one wants to deal with me. Why? I can see too many possibilities, too many individual circumstances, I'm too objective. The rest of the jury would democratically (and unanimously) vote to cast me out. But this is not the only reason.

I simply don't like my choices.

I don't want to have to choose "the lesser evil".

I am disgusted by the political ads (all of them).

I am ashamed that we elect celebrities and/or turn our politicians into celebrities.

The system will not allow each person to keep all the promises they make. They are just empty promises. Good intentions yes, but empty promises nonetheless.

Human greed and selfish nature far outweighs the sense of the common good. Decisions are not always being made objectively, as they should.

And, we, as the American public, have allowed this to happen.

Your vote, no matter who you voted for, accomplishes the same thing: it gives you the profound sense that you have a right to complain. You condemn all of us "non-voters" because we "did nothing" and therefore we have " no right to complain". What did you do? You chose sides, voted for someone who kind of sort of stands for what you believe, and will most likely be disappointed when it doesn't work out.

Things aren't ever going to change if we keep doing the same thing.

Fear vs. Love

2010-10-28T15:23:00.002-05:00

Today I interviewed a potential intern. As we already know from my previous rants relating stories of the lack of common sense my interns possess, he will most likely end up being primarily worthless. At this point please do not concern yourself with the perplexing nagging question of why I hire them in the first place, this is just one of those cases where I am doing the best I can with what I have to work with. All that said.... this interview brought up an intriguing thought.

During the interview I always ask, " What was the last book you read?" I ask this because it gives me a sense of personality, which is important in our small team-oriented office, and it helps weed out the kiss-ass over-studying ridiculous-ness that is the modern college undergrad. Word of advice: if you answer with some obscure business related, or econ related or modeling related textbook or study, I will be disappointed, and I don't hire those who disappoint me in the interview.

Side Note: I also will NOT HIRE you if :

1. You show up to my company for an interview, insisting that you have scheduled said interview with Constance, or Emily or Brittney in HR. I am the only person in HR here. If you didn't speak with me, you are in the wrong place.

2. You show up for the interview wearing a "long" sweater and leggings. If I can see your pink underwear through your black tights, this is not appropriate work attire, let alone interview worthy wear. I don't care if it's trendy, it's tacky.

3. You cannot speak English. I speak English, my colleagues speak English, my boss and the owner of the company speaks English, our clients, while located in various countries do business with us in English. If you speak another language, more power to you, but I need to be able to communicate with you on a daily basis.

4. You give me attitude. While it is true that I perform Assistant duties for Tom, I am not ONLY an assistant. I am interviewing you, I will hire you, I will be your supervisor (among the many other things I do on a daily basis) DO NOT come into an interview with me and ask to speak with "someone who does the hiring". I will likely ask you to leave.

5. You answer or text on your cell phone during the interview. Really? Come on.

Now, back to the point I was failing to make. Today's intern applicant answered my book question not only positively, but it made me think. His answer was " The Prince" by Machiavelli. A classic I have read several times and own. The interviewee expressed the following about this reading material:

(Paraphrased) "It was short and I chose it because it was during a flight, so I thought I could finish it and its a classic. But also, it was really thought provoking. In the book Machiavelli basically states that in the role of a leader it is better to be feared than loved. People listen to you more and are more willing to do things for a leader they fear, rather than one they love. I could relate this to my experiences and think this is something I should consider as I want to start my own business someday. Machiavelli makes a really good point about what it takes to be a leader."

Thus we are brought to the title of this post, Fear vs. Love. The thing I have noticed is, he is not alone in believing this. Several business professionals have adopted this principle. While they may be good people, on an individual level, they instill a deep rooted fear in their employees and clients. And, it works. Or does it?

Personally, I lean more towards being loved. I have managed people of varying degrees of education, social status in large or small groups. And, I have done everything in my power to remain friendly and approachable throughout my leadership role. To my knowledge, I have never been feared. Of course its possible I have not been loved either, but for the sake of argument. The thing is, I have stayed in touch with a majority of the people I have managed. And, better yet, they are reaching out to me. If I were feared, I doubt that would be the case... in fact I am fairly certain that I would do everything in my power to not have contact with a leader I "feared" after I left my position... and I would definitely leave my position after a while... you can only work so long under a reign of fear. My position: it is better to be loved than feared.

With any luck, my *new* intern will learn this valuable lesson.

Pumpkins & Passports

2010-10-25T12:49:00.000-05:00

Pumpkins

Here we are quickly approaching Halloween, and we have yet to purchase any pumpkins. We've discussed carving ideas, and the fact that we ABSOLUTELY need actual carving tools, as evidenced by last years debacle during which my Hello Kitty turned out more like a faceless blob, Oogy Boogy was held together with toothpicks and of course Dave's Jack (like the one above... not an actual picture of his, but who can tell?) was perfect. This year we are thinking one large pumpkin for both of us. After all, let's be honest, it's just going to shrivel up and sit on our porch for weeks rotting until it snows and freezes and we forget about it until the Spring when we have to dispose of have rotten/frozen jack-o-lantern carcasses. (again, as last year). My assumption is that we will get this pumpkin, and tools this week, so that we can carve this weekend, just in time for the holiday.

Passports

It is time for a passport renewal. It has been a while since I have traveled outside of the US, and my passport is a little out of date. I am notorious for bad pictures, to the point where professional photographers have commented that it's difficult to get a good shot, candid group shots from Christmas end up with me appearing slightly mentally handicapped, and ID pictures -- bad for everyone-- horrific for me. Cases in point:
1. ID: bright red face, with scarf (it was winter) wrapped tightly around my (non-existent) neck.
2. Work ID: sunglasses on top of head, double chin action causing me to get stopped by security on a somewhat regular basis

3. Old Passport: apparently I was once a 12 year old computer game playing nerdy boy with a mullet. Awesome.

Hopefully the new picture is better. Though, I'm not getting my hopes up.

New Blog: Andrea's Photos

2010-10-15T12:20:00.000-05:00

So, I decided to create a new photo blog, to store all our collections of photos. Enjoy: Fauxtography

The Reason I Love Patrick Sharp

2010-10-14T15:35:00.001-05:00

Winter Vacation

2010-10-13T16:16:00.000-05:00

We are planning a Winter Vacation for mid -December. Where should we go?

We are thinking someplace warm/beachy. Tell us what you think! Answer the poll to the right, or just comment with your best suggestions.

Tis the Season

2010-10-11T11:14:00.001-05:00

The temperature has dipped slightly, the leaves have begun changing, Halloween costumes grace all the stores. You know what this means....

Hockey Season has started.

Before you judge, we fully admit that we are bandwagon Blackhawks fans. But, the timing just worked out so well. Considering the fact that while Columbus does indeed have a hockey team (Bluejackets.. we will beat you on Friday!) they were only introduced as an expansion team in 2000. Before that, hockey and Ohio... not so much. So, we had ignored hockey through our early years and early adulthood, with only occasional observations of the sport. Then we moved to Chicago.

We arrived in our new home and decided we needed to get to know the area, the teams and the variety of sports. We tried liking the Cubs. eh. We tried the Sox. better, but eh. We don't care for basketball much, and we haven't made it to a Bears game yet. But, last year, we were given free tickets to the first Blackhawks playoff game. 2 things happened.

1. Dave and I loved it, instantly, entirely and equally
2. Andrea fell in love with Patrick Sharp

Since, we have witnessed our new found love win The Stanley Cup. It was so exciting, we still get chills thinking about it. Andrea stood in horribly muggy hot weather last summer with millions of people to watch the parade and see the cup (and Sharpie, of course).

And now, the season has begun again. 82 games this season, and we intend on following every one. Hopefully, to another positive result. Though, we realize it is unlikely we will win the Cup again this year... but there's no reason not to cheer and hope!

But we have a few concerns.

We lost some of our Stanley Cup winning team due to the salary cap. The hardest for us is Antti Niemi. Our fantastic goalie, now a San Jose Shark. We have Marty Turco as a replacement, but so far, 2 games into the season we aren't all that impressed. Perhaps we are being a little hard on him, still mourning the loss of Niemi, and hopefully he proves us wrong. So far, we've lost our first two, but with 80 still to go, we aren't worried (yet). Hopefully we beat Buffalo tonight.

Let's Go Hawks!

Malcolm Gladwell

2010-10-03T19:48:00.003-05:00

Malcolm Gladwell, author of The Tipping Point, Blink and Outliers has been on my mind a lot lately, as I have found his books to be very interesting and they have been coming up a lot in conversation at work. I highly recommend each of the three, and have yet to read the latest, but will let you know the verdict soon.

Gladwell also writes for The New Yorker. His latest has caused a lot of stir. See for yourself, but personally, I think he makes some fair points.

Twitter, Facebook, and social activism: newyorker.com

DJ's Are Cooler Than Me

2010-09-30T09:25:00.004-05:00

DJ's: Work in a hip, modern office with ipads

Me: Work in an office that is roughly the same temperature as the Arctic, where I have to run my heater all day, even when it's warm outside.

DJ's: Know who sings every song

Me: Every time I hear a Sublime song, asks Dave, "Who sings this?"

DJ's: Have time to go to rad (that's right, I used rad) concerts and shows

Me: Lucky if I make it to the dog park once a month

DJ's: Have cool tattoos

Me: Can't decide what tattoo I would still enjoy when I'm 85

DJ's: Get invited to bunches of parties

Me: Still have no friends after living here for 3 years

DJ's: Have to work on Saturday

Me: Probably also have to work on Saturday

Meanwhile, we met our (soon to be) Wedding DJ last night. We are still working out the details, but check out their cool little shop for a preview. Toast & Jam

They even have cooler company names than me. *sigh

Oh Summer, I miss you.

2010-09-25T17:07:00.000-05:00

Summer Sped Up (A Chicago Timelapse) from Josh Kalven on Vimeo.

Number One

2010-09-25T15:53:00.002-05:00

This morning, it was bright and sunny, a perfect Fall day. As I walked the dog around the neighborhood I took a deep breath and marveled at the delightful morning. This was pleasantly enhanced by an unknown neighbor who was filling the crisp air with the sweet sounds of Frank Sinatra. I love when I have these small magical moments. Dave and I shared stories of how music sometimes enhances moments, makes them more magical and imprints them in your memory. (Perhaps we are on a music kick, as we will be meeting the DJ for our wedding next week. ) Whatever the reason, music is an important part of our lives. But... we can't help but notice that some of the "new" popular music is lacking something....

Sometimes, we listen to radio stations in the greater Chicago area, if for no other reason, than to mix up the monotony of Radiohead, Andrew Bird, The Beatles, Beck and Rufus Wainwright that we have been listening to a lot lately. Also, we like to learn what the popular songs are. Perhaps we are old, but as I said before, something about music now is depressing, annoying and sad.

First we listened to a Pop Station. We made it about 3 songs before we had to move on. Every song was auto-tuned to annoying proportions. Currently, there is only one auto-tune song we are excited about:

Next up: the hip hop station, where we learned the Number One song.

Deuces (Clean Version) by Chris Brown

REALLY?! My "favorite"lyric is the "you ain't nothin' but a vulture, ah ah ah". Pure genius. I shed a tear for the future of our country if THIS is the number one song. Frank Sinatra is turning over in his grave as we speak. We listened to the Eminem song that followed and were impressed with his vocabulary in comparison. (He used the word, "sincerity").

Finally, we moved to the 80s and more station where we realized Bon Jovi should have just stopped after the 80s. Don't get me wrong, "Slippery When Wet" is one of my all time favorite rock out albums of my youth and " You Give Love a Bad Name" still makes me sing. But, "It's My Life" should have been made at the same time, thus making it iconic and memorable rather than just kind of sad. But "It's My Life" did remind us that in the late 90s-2002 there are an incredible amount of songs including a similar pattern. See if you can pick it up.. these are the ones we remembered.

One of my old favorite videos... I'm a sucker for group dance scenes, Michael Jackson throwbacks and zombies.

Backstreet Boys: Everybody

And then, this gem. Who can forget?

But even these songs, my generations embarrassing guilty pleasure... are, I venture to say, significantly better than today's number one.

What is happening to our pop culture? We went from The Beatles, to Lil Wayne. What caused this? Here's an interesting idea:

The Hubert Peak Theory

Looks like Dave and I will stick with our "old" favorites.

Common Sense University

2010-09-16T13:10:00.005-05:00

We hire interns in my office to assist us with research, marketing and presentations, as well as usual intern stuff like coffee runs and filing. We post at prestigious schools in the greater Chicago area, and have a g.p.a. stipulation of 3.75 or above. We have a small, laid back office which provides these interns with the ability to be flexible, work with top executives and really get to learn something. Plus, we pay them. In return, all I ask is for 2 things: 1. respect 2. do the work we are asking you to do. Seems simple, right?

But I have noticed an interesting trend. Students who don't quite make the g.p.a. cut off, and/or are from the "less" prestigious schools make better interns. They listen to me, they respect the positions of all the members of our team, they ask intelligent questions, and they complete the work to the best of their ability. The super students from top-tier schools with amazing test scores and off the chart g.p.a's have continually let me down.

Oscar Wilde said, " Education is an admirable thing, but it is well to remember from time to time that nothing that is worth knowing can be taught."

I can't help but be reminded of this, of how important common sense is in real life every time I am faced with intern blunders I can't understand. Below are some common examples, keep in mind that these are not examples of ONE intern, but many, and have occurred multiple times, all from excellent students from a top school.

1.Paper/Folder Sizes: I cannot count how many times I have had to explain and even demonstrate with examples the difference between letter size paper/folders and legal size paper/folders. Countless times I have a letter size hanging folder in my left hand, and a legal size in my right, and have to lay them on top of each other to demonstrate the difference.

2. Alphabetical Order: At what point did we stop learning the order of the alphabet? "W" comes after "P" and "Pr" before "Pu". I don't even have words to describe how annoying this is.

3. 3 Hole Punch Operation: There is a fancy machine made to punch holes in a piece of paper, you literally slide the piece of paper into the side, then push down, and Presto! 3 holes! Ok, let's go over it again, you slide the piece of paper in... in the front... until it stops.... ok, you press down... no, keep the paper there while you press down.... *sigh

4. Binder Construction: We have given you a stack of paper, every 15 or so pages there is a blank sheet on which we have written the title of the section. We have handed you tabs, a 3 ring binder and the 3 hole punch (that hopefully you remember how to use now). Your instructions: put this in the binder, the names on the blank pages are the names of the tabs. It is already in order. Yet, 20 mins (yes 20!!) later, you bring me the binder, and extra pages.

5. Answering the Phone: We are a business, this is not your cell phone, "hello?" doesn't cut it.

6. Proof Reading: Occasionally we ask for help proof reading final documents. First of all, it's a giveaway that you didn't read it closely if it only took you 10 mins to finish a dense 100+ page document. Secondly, in your scouring, you missed: " The company has one several awards" you will not be asked to proof again. As a side note of proofing: for the love of everything holy, do not turn in a presentation to me that you clearly have never read. I hate re-doing your work.

7. Punctuality vs. Punctuation: Me: "I'd like you to work on your punctuality" Intern: "Yeah, I need to work on my comma placement"

8. Calls to Clients:Occasionally we ask interns to assist in database updates, sometimes this means calling to get updated contact information. If your list a. hasn't been approved and b. contains the names of our CURRENT clients... please do not call them.

9. Ask Questions Related to the Work: I get it, you are here to learn. But, I need you here to do your work, so stop asking me tons of questions about something you recently learned in class, UNLESS IT RELATES to the project you are supposed to be working on.

10. Galloping: I don't get the running/galloping up and down the hall, is it to save time, be more efficient? Are your gchat friends and solitaire cards not going to be at your desk when you return from down the hall?

11. Time Sheets: I hate to break it to you, but you are not getting away with anything, I know full well that you sat in the conference room playing solitaire and chatting with your friends all day, listing 8 hours for the day on updating a presentation is ludicrous, especially since I had to re-do the whole thing. Also, you didn't work on Labor Day, or Christmas or New Years Eve.

When I bring things to your attention, all I ask is that you listen, contemplate and respect my position, but instead, more often than not I get a snide remark such as, " I'm a (Prestigious School) student!" as if this is proof that you are far more intelligent and superior to me. Well, I don't care where you go to school or what your g.p.a. is if you can't figure out a 3 hole punch!

*sigh. I worry about the future of humanity.

Followers?

2010-09-16T12:57:00.001-05:00

Can we get some love?

We have been blogging about our usual and sometimes unusual boring daily lives for quite some time and yet only 4 of you follow us? Come on! Show us some love. We recently started branching out and following others we love, you can do it too...

Come on, where are you?

Books Update

2010-09-03T11:42:00.005-05:00

With a tremendous amount of help from our friends and family we have whittled the book list down to the following. Thank you everyone who has contributed to this so far. I am confident we can meet the goal by the end of 2010. :)

1. Gone with the Wind by Mitchell
2. The Maltese Falcon by Hammett
3. The Day of the Locust by West
4. The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes by Doyle
5. The Invisible Man by Wells
6. The War of the Worlds by Wells
7. Leaves of Grass by Whitman
8. The Shining by King
9. Paradise Lost by Milton
10. Remembrance of Things Past by Proust
11. Swiss Family Robinson by Wyss
12. The Time Machine by Wells
13. The Origin of Species by Darwin
14. In Cold Blood by Capote
15. The Art of War by Sun Tzu
16. The Waste Land by Eliot
17. Dr. Zhivago by Pasternak
18. Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas by Thompson
19. Pygmalion by Shaw
20. Cat on a Hot Tin Roof by Williams
21. The Importance of Being Earnest by Wilde
22. A Streetcar Named Desire by Williams
23. Tartuffe by Moliere
24. The House of the Seven Gables by Hawthorne
25. Eating the Dinosaur by Klosterman
26. Into the Wild by Krakauer
27. The Bourne Identity by Ludlum

My New Favorite Thing on TV

2010-07-30T10:46:00.004-05:00

Sweet Apple Pie

2010-07-21T20:42:00.004-05:00

When you purchase a new iphone, the store representative looks you directly in the eye and says, "Don't get it wet". They are NOT kidding. Granted, accidents happen, but most people get a few drops of water on the screen or something spills. Most, much more intelligent and capable and coordinated people unlike me, never have an issue with water.

I put my phone in my pocket, and literally walked into Lake Michigan.

Before we get all upset chastising me for my sheer stupidity and ridiculousness, let me assure you, I KNOW! I usually don't put my phone in my pocket, so I forgot it was there when, while at the dog beach, we decided to go out deeper to get our dog to swim. As you know, we own a very whiny and wimpy great dane. He loves to jump around like a lunatic in the water but has never gotten out deep enough to actually swim. We thought if both of us went out there, he would follow. I mean, at this point, I'm holding my soggy phone in my hand saying, " at least it will be worth it if he comes out here"

He walked until it got deep, and stood there crying like a baby girl.

So then began the adventure of trying to save my iphone. We put it in uncooked rice. This was supposed to draw the water out of the electronics, and render my phone usable again. I left it overnight and it ran itself out of battery life. The next afternoon, I plugged it in and after letting it regain its life, it worked... IT WORKED!!! My contacts, my apps, my email it was all there, I made a few calls, sent some texts, read some emails, and settled in for the night. I actually put it back in the rice just as a safety precaution before heading to bed, relieved the home remedy actually paid off.

The next morning, I could hear it buzzing with new emails, but the screen was only white.

I could get calls, unlock it, everything, but it would only stay on the white screen. I tried numerous hard resets, and finally decided that I would open it up and examine. This, was after I called AT&T where I purchased the phone to find out that a. I would have to take this problem to the Apple store and b. It would only cost me the discounted price of a replacement... $400! Yes, you read that correctly, $400.

We took it apart, we examined, we used the hairdryer, and of course back in the rice. With the exception of the already tripped water damage sensors (found how to read them on the lovely Internet) there was no evidence of the accident. I read multiple posts from other Apple users with similar problems, some had to pay the total amount, some got a discounted rate and some lucky bastards tricked the Apple geniuses into believing it had nothing to do with water and walked away with a new free phone.

But, let's be serious, I am not that lucky.

I went to the Apple store, and made my way to the upstairs filled to the brim with customers waiting in line for their " scheduled" appointments. You have to schedule an appointment?! What? I was told it was a 2 hour wait.

This was when I interjected, " Look, I know I need to replace it, I just want to do it as quickly and as cheaply as possible" and apparently this persuaded the wonderful young man behind the counter to let me cut ahead, if only for a second. He checked the water damage sensor, which we already know showed the unlucky truth. I explained that it had been working since then ( which is true... the first night after the rice...) and he took pity on me and said he would give me a $200 replacement. I sighed, I thanked him countless times, and sat down while he adjusted my new phone. My old one was in recovery mode already so he was unable to save my apps, contacts and pictures, but what a small sacrifice since I just saved $200. He handed my my new, dry phone, and had me sign a receipt. I handed him my credit card, with relief.. and...

He said, " that's ok, we'll just take care of it this time"

WHAT!? Did i just get THAT LUCKY?! HOLY DAMN IT CHRISTMAS! I just got my phone replaced for free!

Apple, you have won a customer for life. I will embrace your warm, sweet gooey center, just like Sweet Apple Pie. mmmmm.

Remember Those 100 Books.....

2010-07-12T13:50:00.004-05:00

At the beginning of the year we started a list of 100 Books We Should Own but (Shockingly) Don't. We set the goal of getting all 100 added to our library by the end of 2010. Now that it's July, here is an update. p.s. my birthday is in August... ahem...

1. Gone with the Wind by Mitchell
2. Watership Down by Adams
3. As I Lay Dying by Faulkner
4. The Maltese Falcon by Hammett
5. The Day of the Locust by West
6. The Hound of the Baskervilles by Doyle
7. The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes by Doyle
8. A Journey to the Center of the Earth by Verne
9. The Invisible Man by Wells
10. The Island of Dr. Moreou by Wells
11. The War of the Worlds by Wells
12. For Whom the Bell Tolls by Hemmingway
13. Leaves of Grass by Whitman
14. The Shining by King
15. The Strange Case of Dr. Jekell and Mr. Hyde by Stevenson
16. Paradise Lost by Milton
17. Remembrance of Things Past by Proust
18. Waiting for Godot by Beckett
19. Swiss Family Robinson by Wyss
20. Treasure Island by Stevenson
21. The Time Machine by Wells
22. The Hunchback of Notre Dame by Hugo
23. The Origin of Species by Darwin
24. Robinson Cursoe by Defoe
25. In Cold Blood by Capote
26. Death of a Salesman by Miller
27. The Art of War by Sun Tzu
28. The Waste Land by Eliot
29. Dr. Zhivago by Pasternak
30. On the Interpretation of Dreams by Freud
31. Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas by Thompson
32. The Indian in the Cupboard by Banks
33. Pygmalion by Shaw
34. Cat on a Hot Tin Roof by Williams
35. The Importance of Being Earnest by Wilde
36. A Streetcar Named Desire by Williams
37. Tartuffe by Moliere
38. The House of the Seven Gables by Hawthorne
39. Lolita by Nabokov
40. The Plague by Camus
41. Native Son by Wright
42. The Red Badge of Courage by Crane
43. The Overcoat by Gogol
44. Eating the Dinosaur by Klosterman
45. Into the Wild by Krakauer
46. Charlotte's Web by White
47. Rabbit Run by Updike
48. The Bourne Identity by Ludlum

A few notes:In any case available we are attempting to collect complete sets in hard cover. For instance, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone was on the list, we purchased the entire set. So, we would prefer the whole set of Arthur Conan Doyle (Sherlock Holmes). As for the one Ludlum book, we are missing only that one from the trilogy. At least we are half way there....

What can YOU do in 31 days?

2010-07-12T13:32:00.003-05:00

I recently decided that I don't want to allow my adult responsibilities to suck out my soul. As it happens, I really like my soul. Thus, I have developed a life enrichment program for myself, entitled, " What can YOU do in 31 days?" I have set goals to accomplish this month in the areas of: literature, art, culture, health & fitness, travel and music. Below are my goals for this month... let's see how this goes...

Read 3 books for pleasure
Paint 2 paintings (of any size)
Re-learn the violin
Lose 5 pounds
Try 2 new recipes
Visit at least 1 attraction in Chicago
Visit 2 states other than the one I live in
Finish one of my many photography projects
Write a short story

Updates as of July 12th
Books: I began reading the "Series of Unfortunate Events" by Lemony Snicket, I'm on book #6
Paintings: visualizing....
Violin: I need strings and a bow... looking into a store to acquire these items
Losing 5 pounds: trying to be more active, running more, eating less... it's a process
Recipes: nothing yet
Chicago Attraction: we went to the aquarium this weekend. It was great
2 States: I went to Kansas City for work, but I dont know if this counts really. We are planning a trip to Cincinnati next weekend...so...
Photography: yeah, not started... still
Short Story: perhaps I shouldnt have included this on the list... no ideas...

So, what can YOU do in 31 days? Share your list!

PA & NYC Trip

2010-06-22T13:46:00.002-05:00

Ramblings of a Boring Person

2010-06-21T20:33:00.005-05:00

I think I used to be much more interesting and intelligent when I was younger, or perhaps, in my youth I was just naive/cocky enough to believe I was interesting and intelligent. Hard to say.

I can't wait to be married to Dave, but planning a wedding that will cost thousands for a few hours of enjoyment might be the death of me.

Why can't I just chop off my hair and dye it bright red? Who said investment banking had to be so bland?

I need to find a high paying, part time job, or quit working all together, buy an RV and travel the country until I die.

I need a book to read, to distract me from my laziness

Buy for Dave.. (not really)

2010-06-21T13:39:00.002-05:00

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Who Should Own Davies Priorities?

2010-05-11T14:30:00.015-05:00

THIS JUST IN!!!

"FC Sochaux notified us that at this point Charlie has not been given medical clearance, and that they would not grant his full release to join the camp." - Bob Bradley USMNT Head Coach [source]

When did player contracts within clubs take priority over said players national team needs? Davies is injured, but we should be the people to decide if he is ready to play in South Africa, not his club team regardless of what is written in his contract. Don't get me wrong, I don't want an injured player playing as it doesn't do either team or athlete any good, but I think a national team would be considerably more important than any league team. I believe a professional players contract should be tailored around national team service/obligations, not vice versa.

This scenario with Davies, as an analogy, would be comparable to myself being sent a draft notification to go to basic training and subsequently Afghanistan, but my company of employ sent a letter back to the government telling them " we sincerely regret to inform you that Mr. Keirn won't be able to attend your war because computers and other technological hardware throughout Chicago and it's suburbs require his attention"... WHAT!? WHO ARE YOU!? seriously? seriously...

Playing a professional sport for your country is an honor and a privilege, and you should be proud to have that opportunity. Your participation is an admittance to the world that you're one of the elite from your country. That being said, everything else should take a backseat while you're out representing your home.

Maybe Davies French league team doesn't want him competing against France in general in the World Cup. Who knows. Maybe, just maybe, Davies should decide if he is ready and what he wants to do, not either team.

(keep in mind I haven't really taken into consideration the severity of Davies injuries/surgeries as related to the fatal auto crash which did actually kill another passenger)

Engagement: March 2010

2010-03-27T11:01:00.007-05:00

We wanted to share the joyous news of our engagement with everyone. We are looking forward to a Chicago wedding in the summer of 2011 and embarking on this new adventure together.

Thank you for all of your love, support and warm wishes.

Our Wedding Website

Love,
Andrea & Dave

March 2010 St. Louis

2010-03-27T10:55:00.002-05:00

February 2010: Minnesota Valentine's Trip

2010-02-20T21:13:00.005-06:00

For Valentine's Day this year we took a road trip to chilly Minnesota. We spent the night in historic Red Wing, where Dave showed me where he previously attended school, and we enjoyed the night at the St. James Hotel. And, we saw several bald eagles in the wild. (very cool)

The following day, we drove through beautiful countryside to see the Twin Cities. After a short viewing of St. Paul and Minneapolis, we headed to the Mall of America. Four roller coasters inside a mall seems a bit much, and besides neither of us could think of anything we wanted to purchase, nor do we really care for malls, so we ate lunch then headed north.

That evening we attended a fantastic acoustic Mason Jennings show. He performed at the Paramount Theater (a restored historical landmark) in St. Cloud, MN. It was the best show, he was truly fantastic, and has once again proven to me that one man, with an acoustic guitar is indeed the best show on earth.

Please check out Mason Jennings at : http://www.masonjennings.com/ when you get a chance, you will NOT be disappointed. He surprised us this time, with songs from his new album which neither of us have been thrilled with. They are recorded with electric guitar, and seem to lack something resembling soul.. but live, in acoustic, it was amazing. Thank you Mason for making our Valentine's Day perfect.

Below are some pictures from our trip.

Hawaii 2010

2010-01-22T15:10:00.002-06:00

2010 Travel Blog

2010-01-19T13:02:00.009-06:00

2010 is all about new adventures. We plan to expand our horizons via travel this year. Tentatively planning to go on at least one short trip every month, with a few longer vacations mixed in. So, check back for updates on where we've been, pictures of our adventures and where we plan to go next! At least we will finally be writing something here again!

January: Hawaii (check back soon for more pictures!)

We just returned from the island of Oahu where we enjoyed a wide range of activities, and brought back thousands (I'm not kidding) of pictures, and slightly sun kissed skin. Below are some of the pictures and activities we enjoyed:

We stepped off the airplane into the Honolulu airport which was clearly designed and built in the 1970's, and remarked that it was indeed warmer in Hawaii than Chicago. Having just come from 12 degree weather the evening air of 75 degrees was fully appreciated. We spent the remainder of the evening with family, getting the much needed time to re-connect, catch up and enjoy each others company.

Honolulu Academy of Art. The museum featured the Francisco Goya Disasters of War etchings and several fine examples of Hawaiian art.

Diamond Head Hike, and Whale Watching Tour. We climbed, we awed at the view and then went to watch the whales. Dave and I both really enjoyed the boat trip, taking in the warmth and the sea.

Surfing and the North Shore. Dave went surfing for the first time, and actually stood up on only his second try! Then we drove the scenic route to the North Shore, to eat Shave Ice, see surf pros and do some shopping.

Snorkeling. I almost drowned due to a badly shaped head that the mask will not suction to, but aside from that, it was fantastic. We got to see a lot of fish and sea turtles (both in the water and out).

Sightseeing. We saw more spectacular views than we have anywhere else thus far. Mountains, ocean and beaches. Gorgeous!

Pearl Harbor. Though some of the exhibits were closed, it was still a piece of history worth seeing once in your life.

Polynesian Cultural Center. Flame dancers, palm tree climbing, coconut husking, you name it, the spirit of the islands all wrapped up in one place, and with a show that was breathtaking.

Shopping. Waikiki is Hawaii's answer to Chicago's Magnificent Mile. Shopping, name brands, Starbucks and tourists. It's the same everywhere you go.

Dinner. We ate some good food with good friends/family. It was something I wish we could do more often. (come to Chicago and we will!)

To Laura & Brian: We had the best time, the trip was truly remarkable thanks to you both. Thank you again for your hospitality, generosity and for showing us everything your home has to offer. I especially enjoyed getting to know both of you better and learning about your lives, your history, your beliefs and family. We miss you already!

2009-12-27T11:28:00.002-06:00

The newly acquired Tom Tom GPS from the in-laws this Christmas read Lake Shore Dr (drive) aloud as 'Lake Shore Doctor M.D.' Awesome.
Now, back to months of silence from this blog.

100 Books We Should Own, But Don't (yet) UPDATED

2009-10-27T13:42:00.013-05:00

We have been building our library for a few years now, but recently noticed some key pieces are missing. 100 pieces that we came up with for this year. We plan on crossing off, and adding each year. Hopefully compiling a well stocked library for us to enjoy for years to come. Our goal is to accumulate all 100 by the end of 2010. (yellow ones will appear as we acquire them)

This list is only the books we do not own, and should not be mistaken as those we have not read, actually quite the contrary is true. We have read and enjoyed most of the novels, epic poems and plays on this list, then promptly returned them to our local library, given them back to friends or family or just somehow lost them along the way. Some of the titles we are missing are shocking, more often than not, we actually had to check our bookcases to make sure they weren't there, all the while exclaiming, "how can we not have this!?"

We decided to share this list with friends and family, should anyone ever need gift ideas and also to keep the list close by for all of our Half Price Books and Book Fair adventures.

1. Crime & Punishment by Fyodor Dostoevsky
2. Lord of the Flies by William Golding
3. Brave New World by Aldous Huxley
4. Ulysses by James Joyce
5. The Count of Monte Cristo by Alexandre Dumas
6. East of Eden by John Steinbeck
7. Great Expectations by Charles Dickens
8. One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez
9. War and Peace by Leo Tolstoy
10. Les Miserables by Victor Hugo
11. Slaughterhouse-Five by Kurt Vonnegut
12. Gone with the Wind by Margaret Mitchell
13. Don Quixote by Miguel de Cervantes
14. The Sound and the Fury by William Faulkner
15. Of Mice and Men by John Steinbeck
16. One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest by Ken Kesey
17. The Sun Also Rises by Ernest Hemingway
18. Watership Down by Richard Adams
19. Madame Bovary by Gustave Flaubert
20. A Farewell to Arms by Ernest Hemingway
21. Dracula by Bram Stoker
22. The Unbearable Lightness of Being by Milan Kundera
23. The Old Man and the Sea by Ernest Hemingway
24. The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath
25. To the Lighthouse by Virginia Woolf
26. The Trial by Franz Kafka
27. The Three Musketeers by Alexandre Dumas
28. As I Lay Dying by William Faulkner
29. The Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne
30. Under the Volcano by Malcolm Lowry
31. The Maltese Falcon by Dashiell Hammett
32. The Day of the Locust by Nathanael West
33. Finnegans Wake by James Joyce
34. Moby Dick by Herman Melville
35. The Hound of the Baskervilles by Arthur Conan Doyle
36. Nostromo by Joseph Conrad
37. Interview with the Vampire by Anne Rice
38. The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes by Arthur Conan Doyle
39. The Illiad by Homer
40. Outliers by Malcolm Gladwell
41. A Journey to the Center of the Earth by Jules Verne
42. 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea by Jules Verne
43. The Invisible Man by H.G. Wells
44. The Island of Dr. Moreau by H.G. Wells
45. The War of the Worlds by H.G. Wells
46. For Whom the Bell Tolls by Ernest Hemmingway
47. Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman
48. The Shining by Stephen King
49. The Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck
50. The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams
51. Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll
52. The Strange Case of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde by Robert Louis Stevenson
53. Gulliver’s Travels by Jonathan Swift
54. Paradise Lost by John Milton
55. Remembrance of Things Past, Marcel Proust
56. Waiting for Godot by Samuel Beckett
57. The Republic by Plato
58. Swiss Family Robinson by Johann David Wyss
59. Walden by Henry David Thoreau
60. Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury
61. Treasure Island by Robert Louis Stevenson
62. The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn by Mark Twain
63. The Time Machine by H.G. Wells
64. The Hunchback of Notre Dame by Victor Hugo
65. The Origin of Species by Charles Darwin
66. Robinson Cursoe by Daniel Defoe
67. The Canterbury Tales by Geoffrey Chaucer
68. In Cold Blood by Truman Capote
69. Death of a Salesman by Arthur Miller
70. The Art of War by Sun Tzu
71. The Waste Land by T.S. Eliot
72. Dr Zhivago by Boris Pasternak
73. On the Interpretation of Dreams by Sigmund Freud
74. The Portrait of a Lady by Henry James
75. Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas by Hunter S. Thompson
76. The Indian in the Cupboard by Lynne Reid Banks
77. Pygmalion by George Bernard Shaw
78. Cat on a Hot Tin Roof by Tennessee Williams
79. A Doll's House by Henrik Ibsen
80. The Importance of Being Earnest by Oscar Wilde
81. A Streetcar Named Desire by Tennessee Williams
82. Tartuffe by Moliere
83. The House of the Seven Gables by Nathaniel Hawthorne
84. Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov
85. The Plague by Albert Camus
86. Native Son by Richard Wright
87. The Red Badge of Courage by Stephen Crane
88. Uncle Tom’s Cabin by Harriet Beecher Stowe
89. The Overcoat by Nikolai Gogol
90. Beowulf
91. Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone by J.K. Rowling
92. Eating the Dinosaur by Chuck Klosterman
93. Into the Wild by Jon Krakauer
94. Civil Disobedience by Henry David Thoreau
95. Nine Stories by J.D. Salinger
96. Charlotte’s Web by E.B. White
97. Rabbit, Run by John Updike
98. The Odyssey by Homer
99. This Book Will Change Your Life by Benrik
100. The Bourne Identity by Robert Ludlum

Look How Far You've Come...

2009-10-21T15:27:00.003-05:00

In the past year, you have:

1.Graduated at the top of your class in a field you enjoy
2.Secured a job in that field ( with awesome benefits)
3. Continued a secure, loving relationship with someone ( and a great dane)
4. Learned new things about yourself, your life and your beliefs

In the past 2 years you have:
1. Learned to focus on completing goals of your choice
2. Moved into a nice, clean, well maintained home
3. Helped raise a great dane puppy

In the past 3 years you have:
1. Moved to a new city, and succeeded
2. Maneuvered your way in tight ( parking) situations
3. Overcome homesickness, to find your own place
4. Made major decisions for yourself, and goals and stuck to them

In the past 4 years you have:
1. Moved to Cleveland for love
2. Fallen in love with someone who loves you unconditionally
3. Survived baby cat attacks
4. Quit smoking

In the past 5 years you have:
1. Moved around, found yourself and your comfort zone
2. Pushed the boundaries of that zone
3. Found out who your best friends are who you will have forever

That is amazing, you have done so much in just a few short years. I can't wait to see what you accomplish in the next few years! Happy Birthday Sweetie. I love you.

Saturday

2009-10-04T17:06:00.005-05:00

This weekend, we finally had some time to ourselves to recover from a long enjoyable summer of fun with multiple visits from friends and family. We are both overjoyed that so many people in our lives came to visit us these past few months. We had a great time with all of you! But, now that it is Fall the visits have settled down (sort of) and our weekends belong to us again ( kinda). We are looking forward to more visits, family moving into town and travel for girl's nights, and holidays. Halloween is just around the corner and we can't wait... we have already started getting our costumes ready... now if only we could convince someone to have a party we can attend.

This weekend, we had some time to enjoy our neighborhood and its rich culture, great people and art scene. Dave and I took a short walk to the Glenwood Arts District part of our neighborhood and wandered into the No Exit Cafe to partake in a showing of Taming of the Shrew. Now, this particular Shakespearean comedy has always been one of my favorites if for no other reason than it is truly hilarious. The Theo Ubique Theater Company took this classic and turned it into a cabaret, complete with music and "fight choreography" . It was fantastic. We both enjoyed the entire experience, and we weren't the only ones.... the small theater/cafe was so packed they ran out of chairs.

The Taming of the Shrew is a story of love and disguise. (Obviously, it's a Shakespeare comedy). The basic plot line is that everyone is in love with the fair and beautiful young Bianca, but her father has decided that she shall not be wed until a suitable mate is found for her older sister... Katherina the Shrew. Katherina is loud, sarcastic, angry and full of spite, and fantastic crass comments. Eventually, as you can imagine someone shows up, tames Kate and frees Bianca to be married to her true love.

The cast was spectacular, both of us enjoyed the performance of the young man who played Bianca (the lovely younger daughter) His gestures and mannerisms were perfect for the role and added to the overall humor. The cabaret version we attended was excellent and they did a great job involving the audience and use of the entire space, including the outdoor (seen through the large open window behind the stage)

Overall, it was highly enjoyable. Glad we went!

30th Birthday Luau

2009-08-26T14:11:00.003-05:00

2009-07-27T16:47:00.000-05:00

Things

2009-06-23T19:18:00.007-05:00

Busy busy busy past few weeks for both Andrea and I . . .

On my end there was a final project presentation (aka. IEEE competition), finals, and graduation blended with a fathers day visit from my folks and twin bro', John. There was also the Printers Row Book Fair (or is it Lit-Fest?) that I am surprised that the nerdy bookhead Andrea has not mentioned.
Enjoy the photos... a more thorough explanation, as well as photos will be posted later regarding my project as mentioned above. I will do my best to degeekify said explanation as much as humanly possible.

"I'm Sorry"

2009-06-10T13:27:00.002-05:00

After a little relationship tiff, Dave sent me these beautiful flowers at work. Nice Job Honey! Thank you. I love the fact that you chose non-roses and in tones of pink/purple and even included my favorites : lilacs! You know me so well. I love you.

Shark Fin Soup

2009-06-02T14:27:00.002-05:00

If you know me well enough, or have been following this blog you have probably picked up on the fact that my boss is a bit of an interesting character. This makes working for him extremely fun sometimes, though also, a little odd, and rushed. But, what's not to love?

Yesterday, after returning from his trip to Asia, he proceeded to enlighten us on the Chinese delicacies he enjoyed while there. All I could think was that I would never eat most of these things. As he told me about them, I looked each up on Wikipedia (I suggest you do the same) and in most cases was revolted. We decided to liken his food experiences to that of the over the top portrayal of exotic cuisine in Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom. Seriously, how many of you can say your work day included dispelling the plausible moments in the dinner scenes of an Indiana Jones movie.. not many of you I should guess.

Jelly Fish Appetizer: He described it as being similar to the consistency of angel hair pasta, but more translucent and chewier. I asked if it was similar to squid ( as I am a lover of calamari) and he explained that it was a similar texture, but even more tough. I considered the possibility that I would try this one. Of this particular list, probably only this one is a possible one for me.

Duck Tongue: I know what you are thinking, "Ducks have tongues?" but if you think about it for a minute, yes, yes they do. And apparently, these tiny little things are served as a "delicious" appetizer. My boss was not impressed but said it wasn't as bad as he expected.

Shark Fin Soup: I am morally against this entree as I am opposed to catching sharks only to cut off their fins for human consumption. I would not try this one. ( I like my sharks swimming happily and sometimes angrily in the ocean so I can watch them on Shark week) He described it as being like soft noodles all attached together (I was picturing a block of ramen) he said as this was his second attempt at this dish that it was prepared better this time around and tasted fine and even gave him a shot of energy.

Bird's Nest Soup: Apparently this is a soup made of actual saliva created birds nests. Gross. And, expensive.

Durian: believed to be the most awful smelling fruit in the world, it is actually outlawed in many public places due to its offensive odor. Apparently, if you can get past that, it tastes great.

And here I am all excited that I tried a bubble smoothie in Chinatown. Fresh fruit with little black "bubbles" of tapioca Delicious... and about as adventurous as I'm going to get. It's my new favorite find. mmmmm.

Baby Falcons

2009-05-15T13:13:00.005-05:00

I've been following these silly creatures for five years now, and for those who have never been over to the site, check it out. It's really cool. The nest is situated way up in the Rhodes Tower in Columbus, OH.

Social Network Sites Fun

2009-04-24T15:56:00.006-05:00

Facebook is great for the following:

1. Re-connect with old (sometimes eerily old) acquaintances and friends, friends of friends and acquaintances of friends from elementary school.

2. Accidentally get involved in highly irrational political debates

3. Take quizzes only to discover that you have virtually the same personality as Dave's brother-in-law.

Enjoy:
Note posted by Friend #1

"i said some of this like two years ago..."

Alexander Tyler - “A democracy cannot exist as a permanent form of government. It can only exist until the voters discover that they can vote themselves largesse form the public treasury. From that moment on, the majority always votes for the candidates promising the most benefits from the public treasury with the result that a democracy always collapses over loose fiscal policy followed by a dictatorship. The average age of the world’s greatest civilizations has been 200 years.” Could Obama be that dictator? Were on year 233, and the way people voted for B. Hussein Obama because he promised middle class tax cut's but instead increased spending to unheard levels just goes to show how dumb people really are. 55 Million of us saw Obama for what he was, all the info was out there on him, yet 65 Million couldnt recognize there own ass from a hole in the ground. Wake up america your freedoms are at risk, but poeple dont seem to care as long as the government takes care of them. "GIVE ME LIBERTY, OR GIVE ME DEATH" Patrick Henry, March 23, 1775 George Mason - “I ask, sir, what is the militia? It is the whole people.... To disarm the people is the best and most effectual way to enslave them.” As it goes i dont blame all this on the Democrats, The GOP needs to pull there heads out of asses and stop trying to be like the Democrats.

Me: this could maybe be interesting if it wasn't riddled with misspellings and obnoxious blatant propaganda.

Friend #1:

like a liberal... focus on the wrong part of the message... its only obnoxious b/c its not what you want to hear... blatant?... i believe it calls out republicans in the last line

Me:

a. I never claimed to be a liberal. b. anytime text is in capital letters screaming at me i find that obnoxious, regardless of the message and c.everyone needs to get their heads out of their asses. seriously. The election is over, we have a new president. He may not be perfect, he may not be the one you voted for, but the fact remains that he is the President of the United States and therefore, shouldn't we all stop this bickering and support him, or at least have some respect? I've heard way too much lately. Respect your fellow man, complain all you want, that's your freedom, but stop trying to place the blame on someone else. we're all in this together.

Friend #1:

a) you didnt say you werent either and your language thru-out your reply suggest your are b) then i guess dont read others notes and give unwarrented and unwanted judgement c) actually were not in this all together. the texas house just heard a bill that will start the actions to secede from the US and 8 other states are issuing similiar bills.it still has a ways yo go but some ppl like me... are saying enough is enough. i will not get behind an arrogant socialist pop icon that is nosediving the us into a situation that has proven over every democracy in the past to fail. respect is earned not just given. lets put it this way.. there was an election to see if it was a good idea to lock you in your apt and set it on fire. the election results said it was a good idea. now since you lost that election can you just get behind eveyone else and support that?

Me:

I admit I freely commented, as I thought that posting such items online for everyone to read gives me the right to do so. I dont give a damn if my opinion is unwanted, maybe yours is too. Luckily we live in society where we can all say what we want. And.. I started my original comment with " this could be interesting" which I still believe. I am .not saying I know what is right or better, I'm just saying I wish there were more like me who would try to listen to both sides equally and come to an understanding rather than just be against it to be against it. I realize you are an extreme case with the whole Texas thing. Which, i admit I have no comment on, as I am uneducated in that particular debate. As for the apartment on fire scenario, whats the alternative? Tortured violent death by aliens? Sometimes you have to check your premises.

And, besides, this argument wouldn't be nearly as fun nor worthwhile if someone didn't stand up and actually disagree once in a while.

Friend #2:

Im glad my words of wisdom bring out the true liberals out there :)

Friend #2:

I love it when liberals try to explain politics, no he's isnt the one i voted for because when it came down to it i did my homework, unlike the people who voted for him.
What has he done so far, he's spent more money than every President before him. Hmmm seems to me he said during the election that he was going to stop wasteful spending :).

"this could maybe be interesting if it wasn't riddled with misspellings and obnoxious blatant propaganda."
if you didnt want to sound like a liberal that probaly wasnt the best way to start, but most liberal's dont understand whats really going on anyway, they just get in line like everybody else waiting for there cocaine....
If more people used common sense and quit just blowing there mouth off, this country wouldnt be in such bad shape.

I would like to here some proof that this is "obnoxious blatant propaganda".

I said more.. but... really, what more is there to say at this point.

*sigh* I should just stick to taking quizzes.

Indians 22 - Yankees 4

2009-04-18T19:25:00.008-05:00

True story. I can only remember one time in tribe history that I might have been more proud, and that moment was in early August (or maybe it was September) of 2004 when the Indians beat the mighty billion dollar Yankees into the ground 22-0. (Enjoy the nostalgic photo)

Today's game was a very familiar ass whoopin' (22-4) which once again proves that a clubs ability to buy the best players in the entire league is not always going to prove that their club is the best. The tribe already embarrassed the Yankees in their new stadium home opener a couple of days ago, and this game is just icing on the cake. 14 runs in the second inning . . the most ever scored in a single inning ever against the Yankees. No one likes to see the Yankees win and growing up and spending the majority of my life thus far as an Ohioan, and even a Clevelander for a while, makes me feel all warm inside when a city like poor, dirty, post industrial Cleveland annihilates a big money, endless budget, corporate rich city like New York. Here are a few links to today's awesomeness here, here, and here.

<<<< here are your nuts New York.

2009-04-01T11:25:00.011-05:00

I've noticed that when something goes awry in western Europe, they protest a lot more intensely than we do here in the states. The current G20 protests are just an example. There is no peaceful sour faced, scornful brushing-off of big bank executives in England. The crowds burn, break, spray paint, and really draw attention. I don't necessarily support it, but I will admit that it is effective, and sometimes necessary. If only our populace were as passionate, maybe issues could be addressed before they spiral into the disaster they have become. Unfortunately, our country is insanely apathetic.

Film Fest (With Updates)

2009-03-25T10:51:00.005-05:00

Lately, Dave and I have taken a break from regular television, and decided to catch up on our film viewing. Personally, I love movies, and I will watch just about anything. Below are some we've seen lately.

The Fall: (*****) Simply stunning. Highly recommended, one of the best films I've seen in a while. For a more in depth review visit the critic here. After reading this review, Dave and I both wanted to see this one, and we were not disappointed. The visual imagery in this film is stunning and breathtaking, and the story and depth of characters is spectacular. Please read the review and rent this one. You will not be disappointed.

*Side note* after watching The Fall, I kept talking about an older film, The Cell. I continually compared the visual images, and repeatedly told Dave ( who has never seen The Cell) that it is the only other film I can think of off hand with equal visual interest. But then, I looked it up and of course... same director.

Changling.(****) It was decent. Better than I was really expecting as I have been mostly let down by Ms. Jolie. However, this one gave us an in depth view into the difficulties of being a woman in the 1920's. It is emotionally intense, and while it is a long film, it captures your attention and hope.

The Darjeeling Limited.(*****) Oh how I love Wes Anderson. He brought us some of my all time favs.(Bottle Rocket, Royal Tenenbaums and Life Aquatic) Perhaps I am biased, but I just can't seem to be disappointed with these interestingly weird films. The characters draw me in, and somehow I become a part of the off-hand world they create. LOVE IT. Highly recommend all Wes Anderson films. Keep them coming Wes, everything you touch is golden!

MILK.(****) Sean Penn won best actor, and I agree, he deserved it. His depiction of Harvey Milk was dead on. The film was overly interesting to both Dave and I as it is based on a true story and the "re-enactment" portions of the film were laced with actual pictures and scenes. Regardless of your political views or stance on homosexuality, you get to know the characters on a personal level and therefore become attached to them, and cheer or cry for them as they progress. The cinematography in this film reminds me of All the President's Men, which was released in the 70's and obviously it also dealt with political issues. (Another one of my fav's in both film and reading genres, simply because I used to be a Journalism student)

Choke.(** )Having recently finished reading all the Palahnuik novels, I felt I needed to watch this one. I wasn't impressed, this wasn't Fight Club. The book was interesting and entertaining and of course provided the classic Palahnuik twists, the film left a lot out, changed some of the characters and well, it was sort of boring. My suggestion: read the book.

Pineapple Express.(***) Yet another movie about weed, that I can't explain why I (of all people) enjoy. Does anyone remember how funny Half Baked was? I loved that one too, again, oddly as I am not at all associated with the drug culture. Pineapple Express is laugh out loud funny, and I couldn't help but "love the drug dealer dude" as I kept saying throughout the film. It's a funny treat, even if you aren't a drug kid.

Role Models.(* )To follow up the comedy in Pineapple Express we opted for a couple of other comedies. Role Models was sort of funny once in a while, but mostly we noticed how irritating the woman was, how ridiculous the plot was and how unlikeable Sean William Scott is (as usual).

Tropic Thunder.(***) Funnier than I expected. I actually enjoyed it. And, I was insanely proud of myself for recognizing Tom Cruise. It is of course meant to be simple comedy, so don't expect deep insight or intellectual character development.

BOLT.(****) The animated dog movie. I admit we got this one to check and see if Wellstone would react to an animated dog as he does other dogs he sees on television. He did. One bark from the dog, one squeak of the toy and Wellstone was off the couch, staring at the screen barking and growling. He eventually sat down, watched it intently then fell asleep. Dave and I enjoyed the film. It's cute and the hamster is hilarious (and for those of you knew Shortcake, something reminded me of her..)

The Village Barbershop (***) Dave chose this one based on the cover. He did a good job. It was entertaining and much better than I had expected. It has an independent-air about it, which is probably why we liked it so much. If you like quirky little indie films, you might like this one.

Quantum of Solace (****) I love Bond. I have seen every Bond movie. I like this new guy. I am clearly biased. The worst Bond film I can think of is Die Another Day. The best, well that's a little more difficult. Some things in this film are very similar to Casino Royale, which may turn off a few fans, but what you need to understand is, we are getting back the beginning of Bond, finding out why he is the womanizer he has become. It's a decent movie, it's Bond, enjoy it for what it is, and hey, that Aston Martin isn't bad either.

The Water Horse ( *) I often admit that I will watch any movie no matter how horrible, so long as I catch it at the beginning. This movie proves it. It was ridiculous, the acting was bad and it didn't flow very well. But, sometimes the monster made faces that reminded us of Wellstone, so we kept watching until the bitter end.

Twilight (**) Ok, we we had to see what all the fuss was about. It wasn't my cup of tea. I like my vampires dark and scary and well, vampires. I admit that I got sucked into the story and by the end I was wondering what it would be like to fall in love with a vampire. But, in my mind vampires are more: VAMPIRE-Y I like my Shadow of the Vampire, Interview with the Vampire, The Lost Boys, The Blade Trilogy, Underworld and you know, Dracula versions better.

88 Minutes ( **) Al Pacino, how can you go wrong? Psychologically thrilling, again, where can you go wrong? Make it too predictable, that's how. Oh, the car exploded, surprise! Dave and I watched and enjoyed the overall story, but were struck by how quickly we figured out most of the plot, despite the attempts to make it seem confusing.

You Don't Mess with the Zohan (**) " meow meow meow meow" was the best lined uttered throughout this entire movie mess. Sandler is one of my all time favs ( Billy Madison) and while some portions were hilarious based on the fact that it was Sandler being Sandler.

Brit Lit

2009-03-23T11:05:00.002-05:00

I have always enjoyed British Literature, and have found some of my most enjoyable undergrad experiences included my Brit Lit classes. Granted, in that formal setting, we studied formal authors, some of whom I love, others I hate with a passion. Seriously, how many Norton Anthology of English Literature Volumes do you have on your shelf, and more importantly, how often do you pick them up? I admit that I probably have too many volumes, and I only refer to them once every 6 months or so, but this is not to say that British Literature has not remained a part of my everyday reading lifestyle. In fact, recently, quite the opposite is true.

This is not to imply that I have been spending my nights reading classics by Shakespeare and Dickens, but instead suggests that I have found some more modern, pop culture authors to absorb myself in. Namely, Nick Hornby.

I have always enjoyed Hornby's works, and admit that I have been guilty of enjoying the movies made from his novels as well, enough so that they rank in my top 20. ( High Fidelity) and maybe About a Boy makes it into my top 100 films, where as the book scores much higher.

Recently, I have made the goal to read ALL of Hornby's books (since reading ALL the Palaniuk works turned out so well). Therefore I have immersed myself in popular British Culture. His settings are always England, London usually, and his writing style includes typical non-American slang. I have been reading so much lately, that my emails have started including sayings like, " Brilliant!" or on a rare occasion, "Cheers", and I have caught myself saying, "Yeah, course" instead of the typical, " Of course". But these a simply part of what I enjoy about reading, escaping into a world of a novel and living it for the duration of that story.

And, the British invasion doesn't end there. After finishing, A Long Way Down, High Fidelity, About a Boy, How to be Good and beginning Fever Pitch I needed a little break. So, I took this opportunity to make good on a promise.

I had made a deal with a friend that I would read anything he suggested, and he would do the same. I have yet to give him my recommendation, but took the challenge anyway. In one afternoon I read Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone.

What you need to understand, is that my "friend" gave me this particular book due to my protests against it. I just do not understand adults reading literature designed for children, turning it into a craze and making the author one of the wealthiest women in the world. It annoys me. I find that I do not typically enjoy things quite this well liked by the majority, especially when it comes to literature. I assumed this book to be childish, and doubted that it was worth all the attention it has received.

And, I took this challenge head on, not only agreeing to read it, but actually to let go of my prior bias, to read the work as objectively as possible. Forgetting, as well as I could the movies, the candy, the money the hype and the sheer lunacy of the whole Harry Potter craze. As it turns out, I wasn't completely right in my initial feelings.. but I wasn't completely wrong either.

My observations are as follows: It is a classic Cinderella story re-developed to include a highly imaginative and detailed fantasy world of magic. Classic good vs. evil themes throughout and good character development (remember, I only read the first one!) I was impressed with Rowling's imaginative detail, especially in the part where she describes the rules and play of the fictional magical game of Quidditch. The detail of the imagery of the entire Hogwart's castle and world, down to the temperature, texture and smell of the rooms is just plain great writing. I can see why this became so popular.

However, I also noticed that as I had suspected, this is meant to be read by a different reading level than I consider most well-read adults. The vocabulary is geared towards a younger reader and the length of chapters, and overall writing style appeals to a pre-adolescent age group. I probably would have loved these books when I was 8-11. As I also suspected, while there are well developed characters and story lines, it doesn't do much for my "deeper thinking" sense. I read it quickly, and superficially, the story remained on the surface, I was not challenged by my moral code, nor was I forced to look at something differently. My world view has not been altered, nor even challenged. It was a good break from my usual reading, but it was just that, a break. I doubt I read the rest of the series anytime soon.

I finished the book with the feeling that it would be a good Chapter book story to read to young children. Interesting enough to capture their childlike imagination, short enough chapters to hold their attention and overall a fun story. I will keep it in mind for the future.

Now, I can peacefully go back to my Hornby and whatever ends up next on my never ending reading list. And, lest we forget, find something truly horrible for my friend to read... I'm open to suggestions...

The Elitist in Me Speaks

2009-03-17T16:29:00.013-05:00

A little something I had to research myself after hearing about it this morning on A.M.
Fans of Justin Timberlake, Beyonce, and Jay-Z are lowest in IQ as compared to fans of Radiohead, U2, and Bob Dylan who rank the highest. Fans of Lil' Wayne rank the least intelligent of all. A study was done by researchers who compared students SAT exam scores to their favourite music acts. And I quote "Those who prefer indie music are most intelligent, while pop, rock and gospel fans were all ranked at the lower end of the scale." Dave 1 - Majority 0. The article can be found here (source), here, here, and various other places after a google search.
So.. all you corporate pop rock, hip-hop loving brainless drones out there, for instrumental indie I recommend:
Explosions in the Sky, God Speed You Black Emperor, Do Make Say Think, Mono, Pelican, A Silver Mt. Zion, Unwed Sailor, Russian Circles, Saxon Shore, Sigur Rós.. for vocal indie, you're on your own as there are so many good bands out there my recommendations would go on forever.. so if you like any of it.. uhmm what does Beyonce say? Put a ring on it? yeah.. that makes sense..

The Places I Remember: Columbus, Cleveland and Chicago

2009-03-16T13:29:00.003-05:00

A post I decided to write in response to Flaky Genius's comment referring to Cleveland...

One could easily deduce that I have an affinity for cities whose names begin with "C". And, perhaps they would be correct, but the debate lies in the fact that I grew up in Ohio and all the decent cities are named with "C"'s for whatever reason. While I never made it to Cincinnati to do more than eat some Skyline Chili, I hear it's a great town as well, but our story begins in Columbus.

Columbus

The closest city to my hometown. I moved there after suffering 22 years worth of youth, high school, and college in a small town a little south. It was my first taste at life on my own, and therefore it cannot be left out of the list even though I originally intended to only write about Cleveland and Chicago.

Columbus for me was a starting point, a place full of OSU fans and strip malls. Decent restaurants and short North Arts District kept me entertained, for the most part. The problem was ( no offense to anyone there now) I just kept running into the same person in different form over and over again, and I got bored. Everyone seemed to be a carbon copy of each other and while I ended up with a job I enjoyed and an apartment I loved, I knew if I didn't leave, I never would. Despite the shopping choices and a few choice restaurants (The Columbus Brewing Company) Columbus was just too much like home.

Cleveland:

I loved, and will always love Cleveland. It has worked its way into my heart where it will always remain. Cleveland is one of those great art cities, which happen to be the type I adore. They offer a world class art museum, which, though i hate to admit it, out-ranks the Chicago Institute. Their symphony is spectacular, and the Fourth of July show outside is a can't miss occasion. My experiences in Coventry remain some of my favorite memories. The (old) Grog Shop, Euclid Tavern and Peabody's some of my favorite venues. The architecture of the city is wonderful, though admittedly dirty. I used to feel a sense of pure peace when driving past that skyline. The people I met and loved and admire who lived in or still reside in Cleveland are among my favorite people. Real people, with heart and soul and an unshakable moral sense. Music is a part of the culture, Art a part of it's heart, History a part of the everyday life. Where else can you find such loyal baseball fans, block parties and fantastic dining? As mentioned before Sushi Rock is delicious, but lets not forget Little Italy and the feast of the Assumption, or really any local establishment. ( the Rush Inn, the Mad Greek ( not the chain, may not exist anymore), The Winking Lizard etc...)

So, why did I leave? Cleveland is great, but it is having a hard time sustaining itself and the livelihood of it's citizens. It is dirty, and poor and Lake Erie may be a bio hazard. And, I just knew, in my heart that I had already done almost everything I was ever going to do there. I needed to move on to a place where I could find what I loved about Cleveland, but also offered me additional choices and more experiences, enough that I couldn't run out for the rest of my life. And, that is why I ended up in Chicago.

Chicago

The things I love about Cleveland are still here. Music, restaurants, art, the lake (a cleaner one), good people with heart and character, crazy baseball fans, historical reference and, a better opportunity to grow, and explore professionally, educationally and personally. I haven't experienced it all, and I know I will never be able to, and that is why I finally feel at home. Chicago isn't better necessarily, it's just a better fit for me. And, to be perfectly honest, I have always known I was meant to be here. I talked Dave into moving here knowing that he too enjoyed the same qualities of Cleveland I did, and that together we could forge a life here with a better opportunity for both of us to sustain ourselves, each other and family. So far, so good I think. Both of us have grown so much in the past 2 years ( yes, it's almost 2 years here already!) Thank you Chicago!

Final Project

2009-03-09T16:14:00.005-05:00

So, the time has come to apply all that I have learned thus far from my technical training in a final project. Most are opting to work in groups to complete their projects, but I will not be taking this route. Throughout my time in school, I have not been in a single group where all have contributed equally, in fact, I have carried several students through the last few classes I've taken with them. Most of the fresh high school grads just text on their cell phones and rely on copying everyone, while the older adult students always show up late (if at all) and use their offspring as reasons for their tardiness or absence. I'm done playing stupid games, and being the one to do all the work. I can do it alone if that's the way it's going to be.
I've decided to make a web controlled surveillance camera. The biggest concern for this project is going to be the interfacing between internet and hardware (the micro controller specifically) . The second biggest nightmare is going to be the coding for the micro controller and working out the communication links between the hardware devices. The idea is quite similar to this, but fortunately, I wont have to construct my micro controller like this guy. This brings up another concern of mine. I'm not sure if the PINK (Parallax Internet Netburner) will be able to communicate with the hardware we have used in our labs such as the ESOC (Cyclone II) board and eBlocks programmable board. Most companies out there make their components proprietary to their own specs, which makes developing your own projects a bitch. God bless the free enterprise system. Only our country could dissuade technological advances because a few don't want to conform to an open standard which all could embrace and build upon, but what do I know with my socialist ranting? And Linux/Unix is for communists too!
Anyways, instead of purchasing a camera that moves up and down, left and right like some upper end models of 'pan and scan' cameras, I will make mine very similar to the previous link I posted. This is where my electronic know-how will come into play. I've read that the step motors in old pc scanner/printers work well to control the direction of the camera. Programmable logic controllers will be used to send these instructions to a hardwired circuit (probably on a bread board) where the motors will work in conjuntion. Limit sensor/switches (which will also be controlled by PLC) will be used to contain the range of motion for the camera structure.
Hopefully the eBlocks programmable board can communicate with all other hardware devices because I would hate to have to code in a language that I am unfamiliar with. eBlocks uses a simple, turbo easy basic programming method that allows one to essentially make a flow chart, and compile it, where it is then interpreted and programmed to the chip. All other coding looks like absolute jibberish to me. The eBlocks programmable board may be used to interface the hand controller to the program that will send instruction over the internet to the PINK to another microcontroller to a PLC to the circuit to the camera. Something like that. . . Like I said, there are some kinks that need to be thought out and worked out.
This is all up in the air at this point because I may be overlooking the complexity of a project like this, but I feel that if the interfacing between the network/internet can be accomplished, then it should be a good project.
*In another note*
Andrea and I went out this past weekend and I had my first real experience with sushi (previously, I had a failed attempt with some poorly made, soggy store bought sushi) at Tank Sushi. It was delicious. I also finally got to see Slumdog Millionaire, and was highly impressed. The music from the film was excellent. See Andreas experience with Tank Sushi, her trip to Vegas, and Slumdog Millionaire below.

Sushi, Slumdog (part II) & Sin City

2009-03-09T16:08:00.004-05:00

Sin City:
I went to Vegas, for the first time last week. I had to attend a conference for work, which I have attended two years in a row now. I may be the outcast, but I genuinely enjoy conferences. Great hotels, travel, food and meeting many people. I have a great time, I enjoy the part of my job that means setting up and manning a trade show booth, meeting and greeting prospective clients, chatting and generally having a great time while being professional. We had casino night, where I honed my roulette skills (having learned in Atlantic City this past January). I even won a blackjack game in a raffle (which Dave hasn't put down since I brought it home). The second night, I snuck out.. I mean, I had to, right? I had never been there before and NEEDED to see the Bellagio fountain. ( AT LEAST)

I forgot my camera however. So, I did the most logical thing, and purchased one of those fun saver cameras from the hotel gift shop ( $15!! can you believe that!?) and headed to the fountain. I enjoyed the show tremendously, and could have stood there all night, but being on a limited ( and lest we forget, work) time schedule I used the rest of my time to wander the Bellagio, a little of Caesers Palace, and Paris. And, boy did I make the most of my fun saver camera.

Apparently whatever happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, and if using an overpriced plastic camera from a casino/hotel gift shop... even your pictures will not make it home with you. NONE of my pictures came out. NONE. But at least I have the memory. I want Dave and I to go there sometime soon for a couple of days and really get to experience the city. It looks like a lot of fun.

( I did end up winning about $100 at a roulette table in the end, which isn't too bad!)

Sushi:
While at the conference, I had some great sushi and my colleague taught me how to (finally) use chopsticks correctly. Once I made it home, with my new found love of chopstick eating, I decided to introduce Dave to sushi. I'm pretty sure he was convinced that he would hate it. But, we found a cute little place near us, called Tank Sushi. We had amazing chopstick appetisers, and we tried one of my standby favorites and Dave chose a new one ( Latin Heat) which was GREAT! All in all, great picks and great dinner. This sushi place comes in a close second to the number one on my list, and also my #1 pick for best calamari appetiser Sushi Rock in Cleveland. DELISH!

Slumdog (part II):
After dinner, we headed to see Slumdog, since Dave had yet to see it. You'll have to ask him for his review! I was once again impressed with the music and cinematography.

Slumdog

2009-03-05T11:40:00.005-06:00

It was only a matter of time before I posted something about the latest film phenom "Slumdog Millionaire". I have been meaning to write something for weeks, but have been too busy flying to Vegas ( look forward to that post soon..)

I went with a friend to see the "Slumdog" the Sunday of the Oscars. I went into the theater with extremely high expectations. At this point, I had already had the film suggested to me by several friends who found it to be excellent. Everyone I had talked to had described the film as being superb. This is rare, in my circle of diverse friends especially, that everyone said it was amazing, no one said it was " just ok" or " watchable" or gods ( as in greek) forbid " horrible and boring and only for old people" ( As was the case of other critically praised films out now " Benjamin Button" anyone?)

I was also armed with the ammunition that this film was nominated for several academy awards, which I realize is not always indicative of a good film, but sometimes they get it right. In this case, I completely expected to be let down.

And, I was. Ok, so I was only let down by the fact that the theater was PACKED and we had to sit in the second row. I was let down by my unforgiving bend less spine, and watering eyes, I was not however at all let down by the film. In fact, the brilliance of the film made the uncomfortableness of my aging spine worth it. I would like to see it again, though, from a more comfortable vantage point.

"Slumdog Millionaire", the British film directed by Danny Boyle, is an adaptation of the book "Q&A" by Vikas Swarup. ( which I have yet to read). It has become something of a pop culture icon recently with it's award success. The film has won 8 Academy awards, including Best Picture, 5 Critic's Choice, 4 Golden Globes and 7 BAFTA awards. And, this time, those hokey award celebrations actually got it right.

What impressed me the most was the use of music and cinematography in conjunction with the storyline. The film is kept light and enjoyable, with bold color and an intense musical score despite it's depiction of Indian slums, and the children that inhabit them. As you watch, you are drawn into the overall power of the film.

In addition to seeing the film I have also read an interesting article in the February 23rd edition of the New Yorker entitled "Opening Night". This was an article that described the very real situation in the slums of Mumbai during the night when the film was released. It shows an interesting perspective of the children collecting bits of aluminum to sell for profit, in order to eat, while simultaneously the elite walk the red carpet to watch a film depicting the reality. It is an interesting dichotomy and sad reality. Most of us, as middle class Americans, can not imagine living without running water, in constant persecution for our beliefs, and in fear of our lives and the lives of our families. We cannot relate to the character Jamal Malik ( protagonist in "Slumdog") who is raised in poverty and must run for his life, only to be trapped into a life of being controlled by a gangster who "trains" children to make money by various means. We cannot relate, yet this film makes these issues come into sharp focus. However, in many cases such as these, we view these disturbing scenes and situations as pure entertainment, and give out awards for showing us the truth, yet, do nothing to correct the real problem in areas such as the one depicted. For example, don't major cities in our own country boast some of the highest poverty levels? ( 1. Cleveland, OH with 31.3% living below the poverty level (which pains me personally) 2. Newark, NJ at 30.4 % and 3. Detroit, MI at 30.1 %)

But, I've gotten off topic. The film is a must see, if not for the artistic brilliance, or the musical showcase, or even the controversial topics, at least for the entertainment value and humor in the "outhouse scene".

I urge you to go see this film if you haven't already. This is the best I have seen since "Dark Knight" which is a completely different genre, but one of the best summer blockbusters/artistic visions into the underworld lifestyle of ( arguably) one of the best super heroes of all time. I have seen in recent years, therefore making it a benchmark for truly good films. "Slumdog" is at the top of my list. It will encourage you to volunteer in your community ( at least it did for me) while at the same time inspire you artistically.

For Mary

2009-03-03T14:35:00.005-06:00

You're right. After rereading my post, I realized...
What? What am I talking about?
I can't just post random inspiring youtube videos.
I don't really have anything going on worth mentioning.
My mind has gone numb.
Give me a month or two.

Hermit, Recluse, Etc..

2009-03-01T13:32:00.005-06:00

I can recall times that my mother would go on trips to Georgia to visit my Aunt Jill and Uncle Howard. During these trips, she would be gone for only a week at most. My pop's would start to go weird with worry and separation anxiety. In fact, it got to the point that whenever mom would leave, she would tell my brother and I to keep him company. This is odd because he would keep himself busy and distance himself from all of us while everyone was at home. I don't know if it were some sort of loner mentality, or the need to have privacy, however, when she would leave he would change and one could tell that he really missed her.
Andrea has been gone now for seven hours, and I'm experiencing the same things I'm sure he felt. I've already accomplished the things she wants done before she returns from her business in Las Vegas. I'm bored and lonely, and have no one to talk to. How pitiful am I? On the drive back from the airport the wave of snow that has since accumulated into about an inch and a half, was just beginning to fall. Even if I wanted to go outside to keep my mind from weirding itself out, I would have to face twenty degree gusts of bitterly cold lake effect Chicago snow. At least I have Wellstone, Gizmo, and this. I guess that what I'm really trying to say is that phone calls are more than welcome.

Update on Dave's whereabouts

2009-02-26T13:40:00.014-06:00

Pardon my hiatus, I have been very busy for a long time now. I've had a very demanding semester. Lets address the things listed by Android.
Lets see here..

School and Honor Societies - I have a 3.7 GPA and could have been a part of Alpha Chi's honor society, but unfortunately I am in an associates program, and couldn't participate. Should I decide to continue (which I am unsure of at this point) in the electronics engineering field or tech management field I could join. My motivations of late have been to obtain a few certifications upon graduation starting with Cisco's 640-802 CCNA, and probably the easier Comp TIA A+ Essentials/220-602 to get my foot in the door to the IT industry. This is not set in stone because I will be lucky enough to obtain anything with the number of people being laid off across the country.

Stephanie Miller - She is probably the highlight of my morning on progressive talk radio station AM 820 here in Chicago. Why are the lefties always so much more satirical and hilarious than the right wing nut jobs? Does that question really need to be answered? It's because the lefties are smarter. True Story. Andrea and I usually get a cup of coffee, and flip her show on for the drive down to her (Andreas) work. It has become a morning ritual for us.

Soccer - The Rangers tied Celtic in the last Old Firm Derby on the 15th. It was a boring game, and the light blues and Celtic alike looked to be prancing around like a bunch of girly-wirly's. My light blues are still trailing the savages in the Scottish Premiership.

Great Dane Puppies and their growth - why won't Wellstone's head and size match his height? He is proportioned like a greyhound. Skinny wuttle' guy.

The New York Post cartoon - Tasteless, violent, racist. A blatant presidential death threat thinly veiled as satire. (You can no longer link to it, but if you're to search February 18, 2009, you can find it still posted.)

The Morse Theater - The Morse Theater reopened October 2008 after a six million dollar renovation. It is a historical part of the Rogers Park community, and after some trouble with a silent investor, will be closing... ALREADY. I never even got to make it down there (few blocks) to see the venue and perhaps a show and dinner in the Century Public House. I was really looking forward to spending some time there, and it disappoints me that all attempts to enhance this community and attract new people to this area are foiled before they even leave the ground. There are even historic structures that were taken down that could have easily been refinished and preserved to attract people to the area such as the Adelphi Theater. Hopefully, someday, things will come around and this area will get its long deserved chance to attract new business, productive residents, and perhaps finally, positive people, unlike the majority of the bloggers here in the neighborhood who bitch about affordable housing, while at the same time bitch about the crime. You must choose between one or the other. You can piss and moan about gentrification, or you can welcome the quality of neighbors you're gaining. On the other hand, you can continue your affordable housing arguement and continue to bite your tongue and allow the section 8 relocations, slum lords, and CHA attendants to move into this neighborhood, spray paint gang symbols on everything, and litter your front lawn with Cheeto's bags and gin bottles. I've gotten off subject, but my point is that this is a very very good neighborhood. Close proximity to the lake, the red line, easy driving distance to the burbs, easier parking, artsy and eclectic Glenwood Ave, and so much more.

The View ( just kidding) - Funny Andrea, funny. Sometimes I watch 'The View'... so what? I just like to see Elisabeth Hasselbeck make a fool of herself for thinking and speaking. I feel embarrassed for humanity anytime she says anything.

Sears Tower and $50 million - The New York based owners of the Sears tower want to spend fifty million dollars to paint the building silver. They think it will save on the costs of energy consumption. Really, what? Seriously? I guess I need to see their heating/cooling/electric bills to see if these numbers will effectively be worth the cost of making the biggest light reflecting eye sore created of any major city.

Jaydiohead - A weird concoction of Radiohead mixed with Jay-Z lyrics, that, despite being a complete butchering of Radiohead ideology, goes great with running. Hip-hop.. I hate it, but I can stomach something that keeps my legs moving as long as I can hear familiarity in the background.

Navy Seals training/working out - Why do they combine multiple agonizing exercises into one thing? Seriously, how do they do it? Oh I know... they're freaks.

Lent - Now I do not require paganesque cult-like ceremonial traditions associated with the most brainwashed of Catholics with the ash smearings on the forehead or the meat fasting thing, but I do try and half-assed consider giving something up to remind myself that I do deep down understand that there is someone I must thank for providing me with my life and existence (other than my mother and father obviously). I originally declared that I would not drink soda, but have already failed when J.B Alberto's delivered a free one-liter with pizza last night. So, I will not drink a beer until Easter. True story.

D.

Dave? Are you alive?

2009-02-26T11:38:00.002-06:00

Where have you been? This blog has turned into nothing but my own pointless ranting.

Here are some topics I know you have thoughts about ( since we talk about them often)

WRITE SOMETHING... we miss you!

Topics:

School and Honor Societies
Stephanie Miller
Soccer
Great Dane Puppies and their growth
The New York Post cartoon
The Morse Theater
The View ( just kidding)
Sears Tower and $50 million
Jaydiohead
Navy Seals training/working out
Lent

Ok that should be enough to get you started.

Ah, Romance, you have eluded me again....

2009-02-16T14:04:00.002-06:00

Typically, Dave and I do not get into Valentine's Day, aside from the fact that we also started our relationship very close to it. Basically, we lump our anniversary together with it, go out to dinner and generally have a good time. This year, I made the mistake and wanted a "Romantic Weekend".

Romance has never really agreed with me it appears.

Dave tried, but his effort was thwarted before it ever had a chance.

Our Great Dane, Wellstone , likes to play with his toys. He has a habit (which we are trying to break) of putting said toy on you, then lunging for it before you can grab it. Sometimes, not often, but sometimes, he accidentally nips your hand, or leg or stomach. Friday night, the night before the big romantic weekend was scheduled, Wellstone decided to play with his kong. He threw it onto my lap, and despite his progress in the "grab-back " habit breaking, he lunged at the kong, but instead of his k9 coming down on the specifically designed to be " extra durable" rubber, it landed... well... elsewhere. Somewhere much worse, somewhere painful and equally as embarrassing.

Aside from the screaming in agony, all I could think was, "WHY! WHY in God's name would ANYONE EVER get this PIERCED??!!"

And there I was, with my "broken headlight" if you will, bleeding and swelling and screaming in pain. The course of treatment we chose included ice to stop the bleeding/swelling, antibacterial ointment and a trip to Walgreens for some large bandages. The first portion of the treatment was almost as uncomfortable as the injury itself, but I soldiered on. Until, I became so nauseated that I had to go to bed at 8 pm. The rest of the weekend, I re cooperated. ( mostly).

Dave tried, he brought me flowers, and dinner and watched chick flicks with me all weekend while I recovered from my post on the couch.

Romantic Weekend FAIL.

But, then again, what did I expect? At least Dave has never said, " Valentine's Day is a holiday I choose to ignore" as I've heard so many times in the past.

As it happens, neither one of us really knows what a Romantic Weekend should involve anyway.

Friday the 13th & Facebook

2009-02-13T09:35:00.002-06:00

Happy Friday the 13th! Be careful out there, don't walk under any ladders, let a black cat cross your path, or you know, get otherwise killed by Jason.

Today, I wish I was elsewhere. Driving aimlessly through the countryside, watching the sun set over the mountains ( to those of you actually doing this... I hate you!) I think I just feel like I need a break from normal life. Things have been stressful lately and I would just like to get away. My only distraction as of late has been facebook. ( which I realize is sad and pathetic)

But here is the thing about Facebook... I generally get annoyed. While I enjoy reading everyone's chain letters/random personal information notes ( lately: 25 random things, 15 movie quotes, ipod shuffle, albums that changed my life, new names, do you remember high school.... just to name a few) I rarely fill them out for myself. I did the 25 random things, I cant think of only 15 movies to quote, I dont have an ipod, I would probably be ridiculed for my album choices ( bon jovi was inspirational when I was young, and my la bamba cassette changed my life) I have no interest in figuring out what my gangster name is based on my favorite color and street name. And, yes... thanks to Facebook, I remember high school.

I have not spoken or associated with anyone from the first high school I attended(with one notable exception, but technically she and I didnt become friends until AFTER high school) since, well, I left. Yet Facebook has brought these people back to me. And, I can't decide if this is something I wanted, or not. Was I curious about what happened to everyone? Sure. Did I need to befriend my old chemistry lab partner, re-kindle a pseudo relationship with the best friend that stabbed me in the back, accept a friend request from the kid that bullied me for years? Yeah... probably not.

I find myself asking, is it morally right to join a group dedicated to the graduating class of that high school... when I technically didnt graduate from there? Is it necessary to be reminded of my awkward nerdiness?

Basically, Facebook has turned into an everlasting reunion. And, while I can't help but be fascinated, I wonder if my self esteem will suffer? Will I resort back to feeling like a misunderstood teenage girl with braces? I certainly hope not.

So what else is new?

2009-02-05T13:08:00.003-06:00

Ah, the economy. It has finally hit home. While I am doing well personally, and have even gotten a slight raise for the year, it came at a price. Two of my co-workers were laid off. And, while I completely understand the reasoning, I have been sad nonetheless. They were my two best friends, and really all I have here other than D. But we have survived. We have moved on, and decided we can still be friends.

Additionally, I have started this somewhat out of character behavior as of late. I am working out and even purchased an elliptical machine. Also, I have discovered that I enjoy tofu ( when cooked correctly). Both of these go against my overall laziness and meat loving personality.

And, finally, upon the "request"/"suggestion" of our dear friends, we have created two log in names for the blog, so that it becomes easier to tell who is posting. Enjoy!

I hope to have brighter news, and more inspiring things to say soon.

Discussion Sidenotes

2009-01-28T11:01:00.003-06:00

1. I am absolutely thrilled with the participation and active discussion taking place in regards to the "debate" we have touched upon. I am overwhelmed with thankfulness that I have in my life so many intelligent, well spoken, opinionated people. THANK YOU.

2. Debate really means Discussion in my mind.

3. Can someone else please explain to D. that this is not anger driven, hateful, or attacking... that I was in fact trying to facilitate a discussion of interest/communication with his family members (and others) and thereby creating an even stronger bond between us? Please. I cannot seem to make this point.

4. Critic, I enjoy your book reviews, but I am horrible with comments. I regularly read them, often agree, and use as a guide when I need a new book. Most recent case: The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao, I read after reading your review, as a direct result, actually. In many cases I will be standing in the book store, staring at a shelf and say, " Didn't he just review that one?" I may not comment but isn't knowing that your words are making a direct impact on my life much better than a silly comment?

A.

Oh, It's On... Debate War

2009-01-26T14:57:00.003-06:00

Disclaimer: Since it is usually necessary in the case when I decide to test the water and use my Internet blog as a sounding board for my personal opinions and ideas, please allow this brief disclaimer to provide comfort that a. I am not personally attacking anyone, b. It's ok to disagree, c. I enjoy debate and d. if you don't like it, don't read it. (A.)

As is customary in our household, we make a point of reading our friends/family members online rantings, and we hope that others do this with us as well. One page we frequent, and we frequently comment on is our dearest critic. On many occasions we are blessed with humorous anecdotes, current events and excellent book reviews. Also, on several occasions, the postings/comments lead us down the path of DEBATE.

Personally, I love these occasions. I love to disagree, and argue my point until I'm either deemed correct beyond argument or swayed to see the other sides. Usually, I admit, I like to play devil's advocate and offer multiple sides. ( apparently, this is infuriating). D. is a little less enthused by the debate side of my personality, as he would rather avoid conflict of all types at all costs. Thus, he has been very patient with me these past few years, and has even offered some opinions up to the "chopping block" if you will just to keep me satisfied. I truly believe that spirited debate is a valuable human capability, and that it allows us to truly better understand the world and the people we surround ourselves with ( or choose not to surround ourselves with). I believe that debate in a relationship keeps things alive, and the passion thriving. And, as I have said before, I just have that type of personality that needs a good fight once in a while.

That said. Please refer to the critic's remarks and the comments on the book Twilight before proceeding. Thus bringing us to the current debate topic.

D. has requested to be left out of this debate, but I'm going to put my home life happiness on the line and try to drag him back into it, as I think this one could get very interesting. All people involved have strong opinions on this one. ( D. don't be mad, I just think you have valid points to make and I cannot make them for you)

As it relates to the comments made by flaky genius ( D.'s sister) regarding the differences in adolescent girls and boys:

The luxury of being a boy in this country is that you are constantly reaffirmed—everyone tells you you’re special, and you believe it. Trust me, you believe you are special and entitled and superior. Girls live the opposite. So there’s Bella—the girl who thinks she’s invisible, the purported nerdy girl, the quiet, plain one, an outsider, the girl reading the book. But despite her beliefs about herself, she’s clearly wrong, as many of us hope to be. And just how wrong is she? Not only does she become the center of someone’s life, but this guy is a godlike creature, he is perfection. And he listens to her. This mythical god wants to know her favorite color, her old school buddies, the mundane details of her life. Girls aren’t usually listened to even when they’re saying something important.

Upon first reading this portion of the comment, D. was outraged and thus spawned his comments back which basically insist that this is not at all the case, and Flaky genius just wants to believe that girls had it worse because she is a girl.

This has led me to say, YES! Also, as a woman, I agree with her statements, she nailed it. (please read her ENTIRE comment in context) Men just cannot understand what life was like for women as young girls, because they did not have to endure the same ridicule from their peers. ( this relates to my theory that there is nothing in the universe, real or mythical or imagined that is as mean as a teenage girl)

Not to say that we as women completely understand the teenage life of a boy. But what I argue most enlightened adult women DO understand is that women's minds/emotions are very complex compared to that of men. And it was these complex minds and emotions that we were just learning how to control and understand as teens, and therefore, it was in fact harder for us.

Fire away. I want to hear it. I'm ready. Let the Debate begin!
A.

To D. :Sorry Honey, but I WANT to hear your thoughts. Please don't see this as confrontation, the main characters involved in this one all happen to love each other very much and have a mutual respect for one another, so I highly doubt that anyone is personally attacking anyone or that this will cause major uproar. ( I could be wrong, but I feel like this particular debate is safe)I love you.

To Flaky Genius & The Critic: Thank you for your insight and comments, I hope to hear more from you! Keep it coming! I envy your ability to debate with grace!

Garfield's Favorite...Changed?

2009-01-22T13:14:00.007-06:00

We love Lasagna. To be honest, we love most pasta, and most food, but this particular debate centers entirely around Garfield's favorite meal.

Classic Lasagna is made in layers, and creates a huge pan full of food for two people. While this seems like a great idea since it will feed two numerous times, and can be frozen, it still leaves the problem of feeling like you must eat it in a relatively short time span ( so it doesn't spoil) which essentially leaves you eating it every day for a week. D. will tell you this a wonderful thing about lasagna. I will tell you that even though I love it, I don't want to eat it every day!

D. is also hard core, original recipe. Basically, he freaks out any time I try something new. Granted, I have made a few mistakes ( mint lemonade) and have skimped where I shouldn't have ( spinach lasagna without enough sauce) but usually I come up with some pretty good stuff (taco bake, short bread cookies, enchiladas, guacamole etc.) *Note: D. LOVES mexican food, therefore most of my creations are mexican inspired*

Our mutual love of original lasagna is not to be understated. In fact, D. made me one of the best birthday meals of my adult life last year when he crafted what ended up being the best lasagna I've ever had ( sorry Mom). I realize that changing that faithful recipe is a difficult thing to consider... however...

This brings us to the new lasagna recipe I have discovered. Everything remains the same ingredient wise, the only difference is, instead of layering the noodles, you roll them up. Thus giving you the advantage to make as little or as much as you want.

D. is appalled. I am excited. Most people tell me it seems like something will be missing. But, I intend to TRY.
Tonight, I will make the questionable lasagna, and the debate will be settled.

The picture to the right is of the new recipe.
Nothing looks missing or wrong to me, in fact it looks delicious. But would Garfield disagree? Would he turn up his nose in disgust, or would it all be the same, just with a twist?
I guess we will find out tonight.
A.

I am ...venting.

2009-01-20T12:43:00.004-06:00

As we round out the first full month of 2009, I find myself wrapped in a myriad of emotions. So much, yet so little has happened.

I am happy. In my personal life, things are somewhat stagnant. My job is steady ( which I realize is saying quite a lot in the current economy). I still enjoy my career, and we aren't planning any major moving for a while. D. is finishing up this round of school this June, Wellstone is growing nicely into a well rounded, spoiled great dane, and Gizmo remains, well... Gizmo ( if you know her, you know what that means) We have what we need to get by, are no longer struggling with no hope and no money. We are looking forward to watching the superbowl on our new plasma ( or lcd.. yet to be determined) television. Things on the homefront are everything we could dream. I am very happy. D. and I both feel we are headed in the right direction and only positive things are ahead.

I am hopeful. I listened to the inaugural speech today while working, and felt exactly as I have felt each time our new president speaks. He is the message of hope and I am willing to believe in him, and the future of our nation. Things will get better, and we will rise above the difficulties we are now facing. I hope, we are not let down.

I am sad. This past week my great grandmother passed away. She was 103 years old. How much she saw in her lifetime, the Great Depression, both World Wars, and the evolution of industry and technology. Just think what the automobile has evolved into over the past 100 years. She was a great woman, whom I did not spend entirely enough time with. She was funny and as a result one of my favorite people. I have been fortunate that in my lifetime I have only lost 2 relatives. Both of them wonderful, inspiring, bright women who made up part of the woman I am today. As I think back on both of them, I try to remember their brightest days, their wise eyes and their warm smiles. I should, I realize take more time to get to know my still living relatives, and learn from their vast knowledge, before it's too late.

I am worried. D.'s grandmother has fallen ill again. I have spent time with her, and have come to feel like she is an extended part of my own family. My heart, and I am sure D.'s heart, is with her now and we both wish her a speedy recovery.

I am angry. I am so angry I can't stand it. I can't seem to release the anger, though I have tried. I have been betrayed, lied to, and therefore confused. I do not know what to be other than angry. Even though, I am trying with all my power to be understanding, to educate myself, to listen, I am angry. I will forever be angry that someone hurt you. I will always have the feeling that I need to protect you, or save you from harm. I am angry that I cannot save you now, and that you do not want me to. Please understand that I am trying to overcome this, but I have to let it out.

I am understanding. I do understand. I am listening. I know that I need to be here for you, and I am. I am here for you to trust. I do understand, how could I not? You have to follow your heart now, just as I have so many times in the past. I understand.

I am health conscious. I made it my 29th year resolution to finally care about my outer self. I have never been a woman to put much effort into physical appearance, or healthy practices. This year, however, I have decided to overcome that. I have begun a Pilate's workout everyday, and truly do feel a lot better. I will work on eating better, though to be honest, thus far, it hasn't happened. ( burger king just tastes SOOO good sometimes)

I am in love. I love D. more now than ever. I am truly happy to have found in him a person who can put up with all my craziness, my opinions and my outbursts. Not to mention my tendency for clutter, and reluctance to do household chores like laundry.

I am nervous. About what, I don't know. I just feel anxious all the time. I seriously need to relax.

And there, I have vented. About everything, perhaps not. About enough, definitely.

And on that note: I leave you with this scene ( a dream I had the other night)

The wind, the sand, the water, the sun.... ah.... paradise. Relaxing, isn't it? If only I could feel that way in my waking hours.

A.

Dreams to Remember

2009-01-08T10:55:00.003-06:00

Apparently, the feeling of being carefree, and driving a 1960's Aston Martin convertible through the French Countryside is something I long for.

Meanwhile, who knew I knew what a 1960's Aston Martin looked like, or the French Countryside for that matter, enough to dream it perfectly... or that I would be lucky enough to find pictures of exactly those things, as they appeared in my dream... weird...

A.

The Gift: A Roadtrip

2008-12-29T21:03:00.007-06:00

This year for Christmas, I gave my sister the gift of a road trip of her choice.

Destination #1: Washington D.C.

We also visited the Holocaust Museum. It is deeply touching/troubling. Both of us left feeling completely drained, but glad we had gone.

Destination #2: Atlantic City

Destination #3: Philadelphia
We headed to the historic city of Philadelphia, not for the rich culture, history or food, but for the shopping. Tax- free clothing led us to the world's 3rd largest mall, King of Prussia. We shopped until I developed blisters, then decided to head to the next destination.

Sadly, it was time to begin heading home.

Destination #4: Detroit
We drove all night and spent the night in the worst hotel of the ones we stayed in. But we were tired, so it didn't matter. We spent the New Year driving, a metaphorical new beginning, limitless possibilities, the open road.

And finally, back to Chicago. And the road trip was complete, save for Kris's drive back to Ohio. We bonded again, we fought, we laughed, and sang Aretha Franklin songs at the top of our lungs. It was a great time, and I am thrilled that it all worked out as perfectly as it did.
A.

Art for Christmas

2008-12-18T11:21:00.002-06:00

I have a friend, a great friend, who also happens to be an artist. This year for Christmas, he sent me a painting. It may not be your style, but both D. and I LOVE it. Now the only problem is where to hang it.

Thank you Jay! I love it, and you are amazing!
A.

Week Night Television

2008-11-21T15:13:00.014-06:00

As it happens, television takes up a fair portion of my evenings. I enjoy television, though, I believe moderation is a good thing. Once you watch too much, you feel nothing more than stupid, poor, unattractive and hungry. That aside, I have some thoughts on the television I do watch:

Monday Night:
Prison Break (Fox): My fascination with this show began at the shows inception. How could there be a show based around breaking out of prison, with a 2 hour premier that continues for more than a season, or even the 2 hours? I kept asking myself. So I watched it, and was hooked. Intrigued by the visionary character Michael Scofield, played by Wentworth Miller. THIS was all I needed to keep me watching..
*I don't like him.. he's too pretty.. he's like the Barilla pasta commercial guy.. he needs to be beaten for being to attractive (not really, I'm just disgusted).. Wentworth Miller always has his eyes squinted like the sun is bothering them, even when the sun isn't shining.. it's his serious face.*

He was a genius, who figured out how to break his brother out of prison using intricate tattoos on his body. As it happens, I was right. Prision Break jumped the shark in season 2. But I keep watching it, trying to regain understanding. To be perfectly honest, I have no idea what is going on any longer. And, even though the classic Scofield stare is still prominent, it just isn't doing it for me any more.

Boston Legal (ABC): Originally a favorite due to the spin off nature from The Practice (another old fav). I veered away from this one until again recently. With the cast now containing, in addition to James Spader, a lively mad-cow driven William Shatner, a brilliant Candace Bergan, and an uptight John Laroquette it's a must watch. The show focuses on current events ( using the election recently as a topic of focus) as well as major economic, moral and religious issues. A great conversation show. Witty and funny!
* I can't believe they're going to cancel this show. The humor is awesome, and well thought out.. I'm disappointed that this is it for the series* -D.

Tuesday Night:

House ( Fox): I still love it. Dr. Gregory House, played by Hugh Laurie is hilarious, mean and spiteful. Fantastic medical cases and interesting plot lines, though lately I am a little annoyed with some of the characters.

Fringe (Fox): New to the lineup this season. The new x files. The episode with the man who aged too quickly without the help of a removed pituitary gland definitely put this one on the map. My only critique, the episodes don't have enough continuity. Plots and character development are not carried over from week to week, though sometimes hinted at. I will continue to watch, in hopes on only improving.
* Yes, I agree.. completely. I don't understand how some episodes don't resolve, or continue.. for example: some egg shaped thing appears from the center of the earth and makes a weird frequency noise, and some strange folks show up to either a.) find it, and kill everyone in the way b.) protect it from previously stated alien/man/cyborg/thing.. then the egg goes back down into the earth, and the strange men disappear. Nothing is resolved. At the end, you just say to yourself "whaaaa.. did I just lose an hour of my life for that?" Is a story with no real conclusion supposed to be intriguing somehow? -D.

Wednesday Night:
Bones (Fox): I recently started watching this, having seen it here and there previously. It's interesting from a character development standpoint. We learn more about the show's primary characters each week, as well as glimpse into the lives and relationships of the secondary cast. The new CSI. Crime, humor, and intellectual wit.
*I like Bones.. I like their relationship and how they interact. I don't feel pathetic watching it like all the other shows on other days of the week. I guess it's because it is more crime solving/mystery/action storyline than a night time soap opera where everyone is sleeping with each other* -D.

Private Practice (ABC): A spin off of Grey's Anatomy starring Kate Walsh as Addison Montgomery ( Shepard) . This show is exactly what you would expect of a Grey's Anatomy spin off. Doctors sleeping with each other and talking about it. The only thing that stands out, and the reason I feel compelled to keep watching, is the subject matter each week. Every week the writers manage to sneak in some horribly disgusting topic that leaves me with office poll material for the rest of the week. ( see poll too side for one such example)
*yes.. essentially Grey's Anatomy with the only attractive member of the show withdrawn to have her own show* -D.

Dirty Sexy Money (ABC): Even D. loves this one. Following the life and times of the richest family in New York and their family lawyer. It's entertaining to say the least. This show is our guilty pleasure. We can't help but be caught up in what new scheme Jeremy is concocting, or who Karen is marrying next. It's a prime time soap opera, but with better writing and a bigger budget. We just can't help ourselves.
*Dirty Sexy Money is awesome! I can't believe that Lisa is going to sleep with Jeremy.. and where did this stupid girl that got hit on the bike come from.. is that the best way they could think of to introduce her character? Geez.. I could have written that script.. in all seriousness though.. Lisa George (Zoe McLellan) is turbo hot.. not as much as my nugget gelfling though.*
- D.*

Thursday Night:
Ugly Betty (ABC): I only started watching this because it's on before Grey's Anantomy, to which I am addicted ( see below). It's just a habit I can't seem to break. It's one of those shows that it doesn't really matter if you miss some, or even a whole episode. I cook dinner, eat and play with the dog while this plays in the background.

Grey's Anatomy (ABC): I'm addicted. It's not good anymore and I have issues with some of the characters. Izzy Stevens, played by Katherine Heigl, is my current dilema. She has always been a little crazy, but the writer's gave us all a romantic heart with the storyline involving her and her love Denny. Originally, this storyline alone made me actually feel something and I loved watching her torment as she loved him, basically killed him, and he never saw her in the dress... how sad! Tears came to the eyes of millions of viewers. But now, Denny has returned as a ghost. Really? I'm torn, I loved the storyline originally, but now, it's just too much.
* This show is beyond too much, this is like you reminding me of 'the Fonz' jumping the shark anecdote.. this is more like Screech's robot, or Steve Urkel's other persona, Stephan.. it's like they have no direction for her role/character anymore, so they rehash this Denny story again because they don't know what to do with her. Grey's Anatomy has turned into 'Friends'. They've all slept with each other, and it's ridiculous and has no relevant real life scenario, other than the hospital patients actually dying.* -D.

Friday Night:

There is really nothing on, so we channel surf and eventually land on Ghost Whisperer, or something on HGTV. But who cares, right? It's Friday night!

A Christmas Wish List

2008-11-20T16:38:00.001-06:00

Every year I send my family a list of books I would like. Every year, I get some of the books for Christmas, this is a good system. This year we would like the following.

What Have We Done Lately?

2008-11-18T14:56:00.002-06:00

I have not written much lately, which is largely in part due to writers block. I have kept a journal since I was a kid, and I have always written short stories. Over the past 6 months, I have abandoned my journal, and over the past 3, I have been unable to write a decent short story (not for lack of trying). My characters were dull, and lifeless. My plots were boring and ordinary. My words, lacking any luster. So, I have given up. For now. I am focusing on reading more (please visit the link to the right "A. Books" and sign up to be my friend on goodReads.com). I would also like to improve/update my vocabulary, so if you know me and want to buy me some vocabulary/literature related Christmas gifts, they would be welcomed (hint, hint). D. and I have purchased Scrabble, and have been playing a lot lately, though who ever gets the only "Z" and/or "Q" wins without much competition.

I haven't added much on here, since I have begun to feel like my thoughts/opinions are unwanted, or taken too seriously. I realize I am an opinionated person, and I speak my mind. I realize as a result that others disagree. I encourage spirited debate as I think it enables everyone to listen to each other and grow. I am not, ever, personally attacking anyone with my comments, and hope that in the future, as I continue to post my thoughts that we can remain civil. D. and I sometimes disagree, but I feel this makes our relationship interesting and stronger. We are able to listen to each other, yet still have our own sense of individuality. I believe some of the best couples I know (you know who you are) are great together BECAUSE they disagree, and because they often engage in debate, learning from each other. It would be awfully boring to be with someone who just agreed with you all the time. *ick*

Lately, I have also been busy. My company celebrated our 5th Anniversary last week. We are still growing and still going strong, even in today's market, when other Investment Banking firms are suffering. I did not know how much I could enjoy working in a business related field until now. I love it, and am very happy. I plan on going to grad school in the next year or so (once D. finishes) to get my MBA in operations/marketing.

I will try to contribute more soon.
A.