Well, the roomie hosted her first big theme dinner party last night. I'll get her permission and possibly post a link to her blog as well, cause it was EPIC. The night was filled with laughing, slightly buzzed and efficient people (hey 5 stage managers will do that). Drinking, singing and grooving. Sexposito and I grooved right along to this when it came on...
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Sunday, March 13, 2011
day 08 - a song that you know all the words to
If you are a female aged 10-40 and do not know all the words to this song...
There was something wrong with your childhood.
...and why does it, what's the word? BURRRNNN?!?!
There was something wrong with your childhood.
...and why does it, what's the word? BURRRNNN?!?!
day 07 - a song that reminds you of a certain event
8th Grade Dance...need I say more?
(ps. why did middle school teachers think that a song about DEATH was an appropriate ditty to play before our trip off to high school? macabre bastards)
(ps. why did middle school teachers think that a song about DEATH was an appropriate ditty to play before our trip off to high school? macabre bastards)
day 06 - a song that reminds you of somewhere
Whenever anyone asks me for one of my favorite memories. I always quote this one.
"In 1999, I traveled to Italy for two months to study Interior Design. It was my first time, officially, completely separated from my family. And it wasn't without its own special brand of difficulty. My ATM card demagnetized itself while traveling and I freaked out. I was certainly quite a bit poorer than my classmates, and was also traveling sans credit card. What I choose to forget about Italy was the heat, the cold and dirty stone floors, and the feeling of being alone among people my own age who I couldn't relate to. And the loss of a friendship. Because the trip taught me that I love to travel alone. That I prefer the peacefulness and grace of studying native people in their native land and not slumming around Europe with rough and rude Americans. (Sorry, y'all, it's true) That amazing food, architecture, art and culture ARE mutually exclusive from your travel companions. That I can be independent and happy.
And that I can be alone. That being alone is preferable to pretending to like to hang out with people you don't like very much. And while I may have lost a friendship that I thought was great; it turned out she wasn't that fantastic of a person - and I gained the friendship of an absolutely fabulous roommate who was smart, funny, lovely and sensible.
But the one night that I remember best. Was being in the darkness in the middle of Piazza San Marco - that historical plaza where ever movie ever made about Venice features prominently. And the small string quartet playing outside of Harry's Bar at midnight. And the stone square and Moorish influenced Ducal Palace to the Campanile (the same one my own college's tower was modeled after) echoing back the traces of this song while the waves of the lagoon slapped against the piers and the gondolas swayed back and forth...
"In 1999, I traveled to Italy for two months to study Interior Design. It was my first time, officially, completely separated from my family. And it wasn't without its own special brand of difficulty. My ATM card demagnetized itself while traveling and I freaked out. I was certainly quite a bit poorer than my classmates, and was also traveling sans credit card. What I choose to forget about Italy was the heat, the cold and dirty stone floors, and the feeling of being alone among people my own age who I couldn't relate to. And the loss of a friendship. Because the trip taught me that I love to travel alone. That I prefer the peacefulness and grace of studying native people in their native land and not slumming around Europe with rough and rude Americans. (Sorry, y'all, it's true) That amazing food, architecture, art and culture ARE mutually exclusive from your travel companions. That I can be independent and happy.
And that I can be alone. That being alone is preferable to pretending to like to hang out with people you don't like very much. And while I may have lost a friendship that I thought was great; it turned out she wasn't that fantastic of a person - and I gained the friendship of an absolutely fabulous roommate who was smart, funny, lovely and sensible.
But the one night that I remember best. Was being in the darkness in the middle of Piazza San Marco - that historical plaza where ever movie ever made about Venice features prominently. And the small string quartet playing outside of Harry's Bar at midnight. And the stone square and Moorish influenced Ducal Palace to the Campanile (the same one my own college's tower was modeled after) echoing back the traces of this song while the waves of the lagoon slapped against the piers and the gondolas swayed back and forth...
day 05 - a song that reminds you of someone
omg...catching up, catching up!
So this song reminds me of an ex of mind. I don't really have horrible memories of this guy, but I'm certainly glad that we're not together anymore. Maybe it sticks out because this was the first guy I ever broke up with. Huh...
So this song reminds me of an ex of mind. I don't really have horrible memories of this guy, but I'm certainly glad that we're not together anymore. Maybe it sticks out because this was the first guy I ever broke up with. Huh...
Monday, March 7, 2011
Day 04 - a song that makes you sad
Day 04 - a song that makes you sad
Hmmm...this bears some thinking. Maybe this...
Which, as it's from William Finn's "Elegies" makes sense that it would be sad. I'm not a fan of how belty this woman makes it, but it's still a completely poignant message. And is, according to the story, dealing directly with the death of Finn's mother, Barbara.
Hmmm...this bears some thinking. Maybe this...
Which, as it's from William Finn's "Elegies" makes sense that it would be sad. I'm not a fan of how belty this woman makes it, but it's still a completely poignant message. And is, according to the story, dealing directly with the death of Finn's mother, Barbara.
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