Awesome thing #9: Waking up just before your alarm clock.
Awesome thing #10: Sleeping naked. (not that I have done this).
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Friday, January 30, 2009
Awesome things #4, #5, #6, #7, #8
Awesome thing #4: Being fancy.
Awesome thing #5: Staying in gorgeous hotels just moments from your apartment...because you can.
Awesome thing #6: Big, giant beds with many, many pillows.
Awesome thing #7: Watching fireworks from your balcony.
Awesome thing #8: Giant bottles of Vitamin water.
Emily is...
There is always one girl at a party who spends her time taking pictures rather than talking to anyone. She demands photos with people that she never hangs out with so she can look 'popular', she takes pictures of people she doesn't even know and she captures moments that, in the morning, will mean nothing to her because she wasn't really paying attention to what was going on.
I must admit. I used to be that girl.
Not just necessarily at parties but at concerts and special events...I'd spend all my time trying to get that perfect shot instead of enjoying the experience. The really funny thing is that I was totally aware that I was doing it and I would always regret it later on. "Why did I take so many pictures?" "Did they sing (insert song title here)? I don't remember that?!"
This may seem like an odd digression but it was inspired by a quote that I found in a magazine the other day...
"...publicizing real time emotions makes you like that chick at a party who can't stop snapping photos. You're so busy documenting the present for other people or so you can reflect on it later so that you don't even register your own emotions. And you end up feeling numb or scattered instead."
The writer was talking about the danger of constantly updating your Facebook and Twitter status. Instead of experiencing feeling 'sad' you write on FB that you're sad and wait for people to ask you why or offer their sympathy. Instead of being present in a moment you document the moment so that everyone knows exactly what you're doing. i.e. Emily is...getting her car washed, making lunch, getting ready for work, going to the bathroom, plucking her eyebrows and putting on her shoes. The statements get more and more specific and more and more absurd and consequently, less and less interesting. It's like technological voyeurism.
Now, I am guilty of doing this (hell, even writing this blog could be considered technological voyeurism) however, I would like to take this moment to defend the chronic FB updater...some of us are not looking for attention or sympathy or interest or whatever...some of us are just bored, some of us really want to share thoughts, opinions and start real discussions.
However, as I said before, I am conscious of the fact that I am like that girl at the party, taking all the pictures, documenting the event so that others can see it or I can reflect on it later...and I'm not proud of it. I would love to live in the moment all the time. I would love to not be bound by technology and my need to share every tiny event that happens in my day. I would love to just have memories instead of fuzzy pictures of a band that I may or may not still like 2 months from now. I would love that...but I'm not sure how to go about it.
So, instead, I'll indulge in another venue of over-exposure and just update my blog instead.
Later kids!
I must admit. I used to be that girl.
Not just necessarily at parties but at concerts and special events...I'd spend all my time trying to get that perfect shot instead of enjoying the experience. The really funny thing is that I was totally aware that I was doing it and I would always regret it later on. "Why did I take so many pictures?" "Did they sing (insert song title here)? I don't remember that?!"
This may seem like an odd digression but it was inspired by a quote that I found in a magazine the other day...
"...publicizing real time emotions makes you like that chick at a party who can't stop snapping photos. You're so busy documenting the present for other people or so you can reflect on it later so that you don't even register your own emotions. And you end up feeling numb or scattered instead."
The writer was talking about the danger of constantly updating your Facebook and Twitter status. Instead of experiencing feeling 'sad' you write on FB that you're sad and wait for people to ask you why or offer their sympathy. Instead of being present in a moment you document the moment so that everyone knows exactly what you're doing. i.e. Emily is...getting her car washed, making lunch, getting ready for work, going to the bathroom, plucking her eyebrows and putting on her shoes. The statements get more and more specific and more and more absurd and consequently, less and less interesting. It's like technological voyeurism.
Now, I am guilty of doing this (hell, even writing this blog could be considered technological voyeurism) however, I would like to take this moment to defend the chronic FB updater...some of us are not looking for attention or sympathy or interest or whatever...some of us are just bored, some of us really want to share thoughts, opinions and start real discussions.
However, as I said before, I am conscious of the fact that I am like that girl at the party, taking all the pictures, documenting the event so that others can see it or I can reflect on it later...and I'm not proud of it. I would love to live in the moment all the time. I would love to not be bound by technology and my need to share every tiny event that happens in my day. I would love to just have memories instead of fuzzy pictures of a band that I may or may not still like 2 months from now. I would love that...but I'm not sure how to go about it.
So, instead, I'll indulge in another venue of over-exposure and just update my blog instead.
Later kids!
Monday, January 26, 2009
Hey, look at me, I'm a cabbage. Good source of Riboflavin.
Make sure to check out this blog http://1000awesomethings.com/! They posted a new awesome thing...celebrities on Sesame Street!
My personal favorites are Feist, Neil Patrick Harris and Robert DeNiro!
I think I will start list of awesome things...
Awesome thing #1: Your parents learning how to use Skype!
Awesome thing#2: Your father continuously waving at you while talking to you on Skype (and repeating the phrase 'it's free!' incredulously)
Awesome thing#3: Your father picking up your bunny rabbit and holding him up in front of the video chat on Skype!
That's all for now...MANY more to come.
Goodnight kids.
Saturday, January 24, 2009
"Our lives are defined by opportunities, even the ones we miss."
"Along the way you bump into people who make a dent on your life. Some people get struck by lightning. Some are born to sit by a river. Some have an ear for music. Some are artists. Some swim the English Channel. Some know buttons. Some know Shakespeare. Some are mothers. And some people can dance. "
- - The Curious Case of Benjamin Button
I really just want to fill this blog with quotes from the movie I just saw...but I will try to actually write a bit as well.
Tonight I saw "The Curious Case of Benjamin Button". I have been asking people to go and see that movie with me ever since it came out and finally tonight I saw it. Not only was it a beautiful film (great costumes, makeup, script, and acting) but it was thought provoking (sorry to my friend Colin who's exact words were 'i hate movies like this because they make you think and shit').
What do you do with the time you are given?
What would you do if you were forced to watch everyone in your life die around you?
Would it be worth it to experience live in reverse?
When Benjamin was asked what it was like to age in reverse he said:
"I'm always lookin' out my own eyes."
Meaning we only ever truly experience our own stories. You can never know what it's like to walk in someone elses shoes. And you can try your best to explain something...but you never really can. And therefore you can never really belittle someones expereinces or condescend to understand them. What you really need to do is listen. Be a friend. Or a lover. Just be there. Because the closest that you can come to understanding is knowing that you never will.
A few other things occoured to me as well while watching this movie.
- The concept of time...time being lost (or gained). How we treat the time that is given to us. Do you take it for granted? Or try to make the most out of every single second? Most of the people that I know are somewhere in the middle of that. You make some days special. Whether it has special meaning (birthdays, anniversarys etc) or you just arbitrarily choose them (a sunday where you decided to go skydiving or tell someone you love them)...either way...I think there should be more of those days. More days that are lived to their fullest potential, more days that you will remember, more days that will change and improve you as a person, more days that will change and improve the world.
- "It's a funny thing about comin' home. Looks the same, smells the same, feels the same. You'll realize what's changed is you. " I find this very true but so sad to consider that I'm not even sure I can elaborate. I desperatley wish that every time I went home it was just the same as when I left but I know it won't be. I know it can't be that way forever. I just wish. wish. wish. Appreciate your home and the fact that you're always welcome there.
- "Benjamin, we're meant to lose the people we love. How else would we know how important they are to us?" I am not sure that I would have understood this if I had not recently lost someone close to me. It is so true that once someone is gone from your life you realize what a huge impact they made on it. Things you took for granted. Stories you'd heard a million times. Things they did that bugged you. Things they did that made you smile. All of that is gone. The good and the bad. Did you ever think of it that way?
- "Everyone feels different about themselves one way or another, but we all goin' the same way." Not only was this an incredibly tender moment in the film but it is also a statement that rings with such truth. It is a statement that unifies us all. Black, white, young, old, here and gone....everyone feels differently about themselves but we are all, ultimately going to the same place...where ever that may be. Doesn't that give you a feeling that we're all on the same side?
- "Daisy: Will you sleep with me?" "Benjamin: Absolutley." All I have to say is...I wish it was that easy.
Oh, and one more thing....did you know that I was struck by lightening 7 times?
Goodnight Benjamin. Goodnight Daisy.
Goodnight kids.
Friday, January 23, 2009
1000 Awesome Things!
Check out this blog! It is...well...awesome!
http://1000awesomethings.com
Here's one of my favorites!
#846 Sneaking McDonald’s and hiding the evidence
"Trouble bubbled at my friend Scott’s house the other night.
See, earlier in the week Scott found a used McDonald’s Chicken McNugget sauce container wedged between the car seat and the car door in the Honda Civic he shares with his wife. He dropped his keys in there, and when he slipped his hand down to fish them out, he came up with a sticky, crusty barbecue sauce container instead.
Yes, his wife Molly was caught grease-handed. In Scott’s mind their sturdy New Year’s pact to eat healthy suddenly dissolved into a dimly lit puddle of lies and deception.
Lucky for me, Scott decided to raise the issue on Monday night just before 24 started. Here’s how it all went down.
Scott: “Oh hey, I dropped my keys in that annoying spot between the car seat and the car door earlier today.”
Molly: (curious as to where this is going) “Okay … “
Scott: “Yeah, but when I went to pull it out, I found something else instead.”
Molly: (slightly confused) “O-kay … ?”
Scott: (raises eyebrows slowly and smiles)
Molly: (scrunches eyebrow and turns head in confusion)
Scott: “A McDonald’s barbecue sauce container!”
Molly: (guiltily) “Oh! Nooo … “
Then there was a tiny pause.
And then we all just burst out laughing.
Because seriously, we’ve all been there, man. Sneaking in those secret McDonald’s Drive-Thru trips and ditching the evidence. Yup, gotta make sure you’ve scooped all the fries off the bottom of the bag, wiped the salt off your lips, checked your shirt for ketchup spillage, and safely filed the excess napkins away in the glove compartment.
Just remember to roll down the windows, pay with cash, and play it safe out there."
http://1000awesomethings.com
Here's one of my favorites!
#846 Sneaking McDonald’s and hiding the evidence
"Trouble bubbled at my friend Scott’s house the other night.
See, earlier in the week Scott found a used McDonald’s Chicken McNugget sauce container wedged between the car seat and the car door in the Honda Civic he shares with his wife. He dropped his keys in there, and when he slipped his hand down to fish them out, he came up with a sticky, crusty barbecue sauce container instead.
Yes, his wife Molly was caught grease-handed. In Scott’s mind their sturdy New Year’s pact to eat healthy suddenly dissolved into a dimly lit puddle of lies and deception.
Lucky for me, Scott decided to raise the issue on Monday night just before 24 started. Here’s how it all went down.
Scott: “Oh hey, I dropped my keys in that annoying spot between the car seat and the car door earlier today.”
Molly: (curious as to where this is going) “Okay … “
Scott: “Yeah, but when I went to pull it out, I found something else instead.”
Molly: (slightly confused) “O-kay … ?”
Scott: (raises eyebrows slowly and smiles)
Molly: (scrunches eyebrow and turns head in confusion)
Scott: “A McDonald’s barbecue sauce container!”
Molly: (guiltily) “Oh! Nooo … “
Then there was a tiny pause.
And then we all just burst out laughing.
Because seriously, we’ve all been there, man. Sneaking in those secret McDonald’s Drive-Thru trips and ditching the evidence. Yup, gotta make sure you’ve scooped all the fries off the bottom of the bag, wiped the salt off your lips, checked your shirt for ketchup spillage, and safely filed the excess napkins away in the glove compartment.
Just remember to roll down the windows, pay with cash, and play it safe out there."
Thursday, January 22, 2009
I heart New York!
Watching the film "Enchanted" with my lovely roommate reminded me of how much I adore New York City.
And what better way to celebrate that love then hooking you up with some hilarious quotes from Overheard in New York. (www.overheardinnewyork.com).
That's Some Sandwich
Mom to five-year-old son eating sandwich at a wake: Put that sandwich down! Your grandfather is dead and you're eating a sandwich!
Boy: [Spits out food and drops sandwich to floor] Is he alive now?
--Bronx
Can I Have a Little Childhood, Here?
A stray kitten wanders up to a little girl who bends down to pet it.
Mom: Come on, sweetie, it's time to cross the street.
Little girl, dismayed: But I'm petting the kitty.
Mom: Honey, we need to go. Say bye-bye, now.
Little girl: Goddammit, mommy, I'm petting the kitty!
--17th & 6th--
Retail Therapy Soothes Even the Most Troubled Upper East Side Soul
Upper-East-Side lady on cell: I know, but I was at a funeral all day...Yeah, it was sad, but I really didn't know him at all...This saddest thing was seeing his daughters upset. They're the same ages as--Wow! This shirt is only $19!! You can't even buy a freaking Frappuccino for $19! I'm getting it in blue.
--Banana Republic, 86th & 3rd
Conductor: Never give up on life. Keep hope alive. This is 30th Avenue.
--N train, Astoria
Orthodox Mormons Have All the Fun
Guy on cell: Hello?...What do you mean you have bad news?...You're pregnant? How could you be pregnant?...I thought you were on the Pill? How did this happen?!...I just got engaged to your sister on the 4th of July...This is really bad news...How long have you known?...A week?! Why did you wait a week to tell me?...Your sister is going to go through the roof...No, she doesn't come back until Monday...So, I'll see you tonight?...I told you, I just got engaged to your sister. You can't be pregnant...Okay, have a good afternoon.
He makes another call.
Guy on cell: Hey...You know Claire*?...Yeah, Lauren's* sister...Yeah, the hot one...Well, she's pregnant...Me!
--46th between 5th & 6th
A Lot of People Call Her Apartment the Harlem of the Upper East Side
Woman #1: Yeah, I tell ya, my baby's daddy has been the biggest jerk in the world lately.
Woman #2: Will you stop calling him that! He's your husband. You married him like 5 years ago.
--Au Bon Pain
Enjoy overhearing kids!
And what better way to celebrate that love then hooking you up with some hilarious quotes from Overheard in New York. (www.overheardinnewyork.com).
That's Some Sandwich
Mom to five-year-old son eating sandwich at a wake: Put that sandwich down! Your grandfather is dead and you're eating a sandwich!
Boy: [Spits out food and drops sandwich to floor] Is he alive now?
--Bronx
Can I Have a Little Childhood, Here?
A stray kitten wanders up to a little girl who bends down to pet it.
Mom: Come on, sweetie, it's time to cross the street.
Little girl, dismayed: But I'm petting the kitty.
Mom: Honey, we need to go. Say bye-bye, now.
Little girl: Goddammit, mommy, I'm petting the kitty!
--17th & 6th--
Retail Therapy Soothes Even the Most Troubled Upper East Side Soul
Upper-East-Side lady on cell: I know, but I was at a funeral all day...Yeah, it was sad, but I really didn't know him at all...This saddest thing was seeing his daughters upset. They're the same ages as--Wow! This shirt is only $19!! You can't even buy a freaking Frappuccino for $19! I'm getting it in blue.
--Banana Republic, 86th & 3rd
Conductor: Never give up on life. Keep hope alive. This is 30th Avenue.
--N train, Astoria
Orthodox Mormons Have All the Fun
Guy on cell: Hello?...What do you mean you have bad news?...You're pregnant? How could you be pregnant?...I thought you were on the Pill? How did this happen?!...I just got engaged to your sister on the 4th of July...This is really bad news...How long have you known?...A week?! Why did you wait a week to tell me?...Your sister is going to go through the roof...No, she doesn't come back until Monday...So, I'll see you tonight?...I told you, I just got engaged to your sister. You can't be pregnant...Okay, have a good afternoon.
He makes another call.
Guy on cell: Hey...You know Claire*?...Yeah, Lauren's* sister...Yeah, the hot one...Well, she's pregnant...Me!
--46th between 5th & 6th
A Lot of People Call Her Apartment the Harlem of the Upper East Side
Woman #1: Yeah, I tell ya, my baby's daddy has been the biggest jerk in the world lately.
Woman #2: Will you stop calling him that! He's your husband. You married him like 5 years ago.
--Au Bon Pain
Enjoy overhearing kids!
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