P.S.A



Mr. Cuerda, just so you know, we must visit Boston’s new Institute of Contemporary Art! If only for the "The Divine Gas" exhibit!

“Thought Boing Boing readers might be interested in a post of mine to Brainiac about this cool lobby mural -- of a woman farting [by artist Chiho Aoshima] -- at Boston's much-ballyhooed new Institute of Contemporary Arts museum building. First new art museum in Boston in almost 100 years and visitors will step into the lobby and be confronted by an enormous fart cloud. I think it's hilarious. I provide a link to a 360-degree photo of the lobby & mural.”

So awesome.

yumm, cheeseburgers!




This article from Salon.com does a great job at reiterating just how scary our food systems and agriculture practices are in this country. Unless you grow your own food, or get to know farmers whose farmland you have seen, there is very little at the supermarket that humans should actually eat. It is so sad that there are so many places in the world where people are starving and they are living in such unsanitary conditions; and here in the U.S. there is a glut of food and clean water, live stock and agriculture; there is too much to be consumed. In order to keep making more, faster, cheaper, and more efficient, we cramp animals together and pump them full of anti-biotics and hormones, we spray our vegetables with horrible awful things to change the way they ripen, and kill all signs of life growing on them. Now we are becoming resistant to anti-biotics, our vegetables are making us sick, the hormones are doing horrible things to our bodies, we treat the animals so inhumanely, it’s shameful. It seems that somewhere between giant agriculture companies and giant pharmaceutical companies we have lost total autonomy over our bodies. That is really scary. What is most sad is that different groups and experts can continue to bring this information to us, they can continue to shed light on this very serious problem, and the population still refuses to demand safe food and better monitoring of our pharmaceutical companies. It’s mind boggling how apathetic the human race is.

Ode to Chairman Mao, or why I love consumerism.



I love it when information is free and sharable! This video from Frontline is really interesting, from a consumer view, as well as learning more about how our international trade agreements actually work in capitalism. It is quite long, so be sure to have some popcorn handy, from a nice local producer of course!

I so want to be 10 again



After spending a good hour being totally enthralled and utterly distracted from all things responsible, I have come to fall a little bit in love with this fantastic site! How I wish the internet existed when I was 10, the American Science and Surplus site would have been such a source of desire, not unlike, I am sure, the toy catalogues were for the Barbie girls. And to make a fantastic find even better, there is an actual retail store, in Chicago! I am in big trouble, and now have an exciting mission for this weekend!

Genius



Here is a nice account of Heineken founder's attempt to make the "world bottle", square bottles that could be used as glass bricks for housing in poor countries.

Beer Bricks:
"This 1950s design for stackable beer bottles was the brainchild of Alfred Heineken, of beer fame.

As the story goes, Heineken was strolling along by the sea in Jamaica, and was shocked at the number of beer bottles littering the beach. He was also concerned with the lack of cheap building materials, and at the resulting living conditions for the poor. Putting two and two together, he envisioned a “World Bottle” which would be imported for drinking but kept for construction.

A 10’ x 10’ shack would take approximately 1000 bottles to build, but the Jamaican tourist industry would likely supply plenty. In addition, glass (and air) are good insulators, though the humid and hot Jamaican climate may not require insulation per se. A unique feature was that the short bottle neck would fit into a depression in the bottom of each bottle. Ultimately though, the idea was either (according to different accounts) voted down by the Heineken board, or vetoed by the bottle companies and the customers. Not much information is available on the World Bottle today, but there have been other attempts to make interlocking “bottle bricks”, even of plastic."

Everyone allowed


I have been dying lately to head to a hardware store, pick up some lumber and start building a tree house. I would love to spend a great fall weekend with friends building a simple nostalgic tree house for a fun place to read or nap. I would love to tie a cozy hammock inside and some mosquito netting, a nice lantern and radio; what a perfect place to spend a crisp fall afternoon studying and day dreaming. I think that the backyard part of the equation is coming together, so this is something I can imagine sending out some invites for this spring! How fun!

It's not easy being green

This is an absolutely brilliant invention. I totally love the idea of collecting rainwater and putting it to good use. Why should we use perfectly fresh drinkable water for our loo’s? Americans can really be quite wasteful with natural resources, it can be so gluttonous, and it seems that the general public never really realizes the impact they are having on their environment, or how simple it can be to affect change. The design is so good, and such a perfectly reasonable idea. Why is this not used in modern building practices? It seems so common sense to me, but then again, so does recycling, and green building techniques. There seems to be a lot of perfectly good and reasonable technology going to waste due to some reluctance to change, and it is so frustrating to witness this. We have these amazing capabilities as humans to live green, efficient, resourceful and responsible lives, to be progressive and minimize the worsening effect we have on this earth, and yet we continue to ignore these technologies, these brilliant inventions created from the brilliant human mind. I will always remain baffled by this. I just can’t wait until I have real adult income, and build a home which is green and responsible, put my money where my mouth is, and maybe influence others as well.

Klondike bars in heaven

Yes indeed, Best Summer Ever! After spending the most delicious weekend with the most amazing man, whom I happen to be quite smitten on; I am wrapping up one fantastic summer. The weather in Chicago was just sublime this weekend, perfect for farmers market going, flower shop exploring, film festival bicycling, and fantastic food eating adventures. This week has provided just the most glorious August days in Chicago a girl could hope for. After finishing loads of good productive work, I have been spending the afternoons riding all through the lake, park and city, taking in these fantastic sunny days. I can, with most certainty, say that the Who’s “Eminence Front” is the best song to listen to while navigating through crazy traffic in the city. When that bass line is pumping through your ears, it feels empowering and flowing. It seems the whole city is in the best mood as well. I have been witnessing the most humble acts of kindness and everyone has been so damn happy. Its great, I don’t want to come to an end. I am so stoked about all of the fantastic pending end-of-summer plans! I am heading down to Champaign this weekend for some apple-picking pie making fun with the most outrageously fun people, it will rock the house yo. And how can you beat not 1 but 2 stellar camping trips planned for September, and one involving a champ car race. Totally perfect. I am long over due for a good camping trip, I hope the weather cooperates and stays this perfect through October, but I am sure that I have just jinxed that. It’s funny how sometimes everything is just so good that it overlaps in all other areas of life, just amazing.

Death does not become her

I have always wondered, if placed in a life or death situation, whether or not my non-violent self would be a fight or flight kind of girl. I think I have discovered that I might have some fight in me. Since I have been biking as my primary source of transport I am really getting fed up with cars trying to kill me! I am a safe biker, I stay in the bike lane, or to the far right, obey the traffic rules, and try to avoid being run over. But it’s the cars that don’t seem to pay any attention to the awesome people biking. Recently a cab, whom I know saw me, drove right into the bike lane, squishing me into a parked car. How did I get my justice? I punched the cab, and spewed out a rant that would make a truck driver blush. Not that the driver noticed, but it felt good. Nothing like an attempt to kill you to cause a pacifist to rage! I know it’s totally cliché, but those damn SUV drivers are the worst. Who the hell even needs a Hummer in the city? I know they can’t see me, and they for sure aren’t paying any attention to anything but their cell phone. Karma must manifest itself at the gas station. It can’t be fun, filling up your man-killing vehicle at $500 a tank! I know there is a lot to pay attention to while driving in the city, but is it really so hard to not kill the bikers? It’s not as if we are trying to hide from traffic. I think what it all comes down to is this: four wheels bad, two wheels good!

On an unrelated note…I must vent about a behavior of pedestrians that really irritates me. When you are at the airport and you hop on the moving walkway, there is a lovely little voice that reminds you if you want to stand, move to the right, so as not to block the people that wish to walk past you. The same thing applies when you are on an escalator. It’s a moving walkway, meant for climbing the stairs, not a ride! It seems the rest of the world is aware of this, but for some reason, self obsessed, lazy Americans seem to think escalators are some subway/mall ride they can hog up and relax on! If you want to ride, take the elevator, if you want to stand on the escalator, move, single file to the right, and let people that are actually going somewhere walk by on the left.

I apologize for the big rant, now I can go back to being all about the love & summer breeze.

I heart Summer

There comes a time in the duration of all blogs where life happens and neglect is the effect, fortunately for me, no one actually reads my gibberish! That being said, I must say that this is turning out to be one fantastic summer! Starting with a few fabulous visits home to spend quality time with dear friends, a super fun party hosted by my great buddy
Corby and a really good
US Grand Prix! I think I am in the midst of the best summer ever! I know I have said it before, and I will say it again, Chicago is the best city to be in during the summer, and I have been doing my part to take full advantage of its awesomeness on the weekends I have stayed in the city!
I finally went on an architectural boat tour with a good friend, and it was really good, thanks Vipul!
I can’t wait for the film fest to start next week, and Pitchfork is just around the corner! How is a girl supposed to stand it all? Its just so good, and I am so glad I got that great park blanket for some $2 buck chuck & free movies under the skyline!

The Freddie Mercury kind of day

I sold the Kia this weekend, well, gave it to my parents actually. It’s a bittersweet departure. I did love that car and we had many special times together, it was very reliable, and always safely got me to my destination. But it was also quite an expense for me, and I really did not drive it enough in the city to justify spending the money, and it ended up just sitting there getting beat up on the street. So I picked up the next best a thing...a new to me bicycle! I love it! It's a super sweet Schwin, blue, lightweight, and so fantastic. Now I have the best commute to work along the lakefront, it really can't be beat for a form of transit in the city, as long as the weather cooperates, which happens all the time in Chicago! I can’t wait to ride it to the Grant Park Film Festival and hopefully to Pitchfork, as I know the Music Festival Fairy is for sure going to put a ticket under my pillow! I guess the road trip won’t happen with me behind the wheel, but perhaps now I could find a friend with a car and a sense of adventure to make it all happen.

"You say coke I say caine
You say John I say Wayne
Hot dog you say cool it man
I don't wanna be the President of America
You say smile I say cheese
Cartier I say please
Income tax I say Jesus
I don't wanna be a candidate for
Vietnam or Watergate
Cause all I wanna do is

Bicycle bicycle bicycle
I want to ride my bicycle bicycle bicycle
I want to ride my bicycle
I want to ride my bike
I want to ride my bicycle
I want to ride it where I like"


Bicycle Race
Queen

For what it's worth

I have spent the last few days listening to many, many debates over the immigration issue in light of the recent rally, which occurred across the US. And I have been trying to sort out what everyone is arguing over, what the essence of the debate is, and it seems to come down to an issue of fear, hidden in economics. In my ideal head, this is what I think of it all; I think that all humans on this earth deserve equal treatment and a fair chance, civil rights, compassion, empathy and tolerance. Every person is important to society and everyone has a place in the world. I would like to live on a planet where there were no borders, where no one could take a piece of the earth and say "this is mine, get off". If humans want to enter a society and contribute and create families, get an education and benefit those around them, I say good for you. Fight for your rights, and make the world a better place. Because we are all humans, we all want the same things, we all have the same needs, we are all composed of the same genetics. We should never hate or fear one another, and we should never listen to those who only speak of hate and fear, nor should we allow others hate and fear to cloud our judgment. We should see with our own eyes the good in all people, and no longer want for anyone to receive hate or oppression or unfair treatment. This is a huge world; there is room for everyone. I know that many people do not see the world in the same light as me, I know that many people live afraid of each other and allow this fear to create hate. But what are we afraid of?

Yumm, Peaches....




I just wanted to share a sweet, simple, lovely video today. It’s all summer coziness!
Peach Plum Pear

A word from the ranch...


Will Ferrell is really one funny, funny man, and for sure the problem is all the steroids in tee ball

Enjoy!

A little humanity, from me to you...



Just in case you were wondering how you could make the world a better place, this is a pretty good start; Invisible Children
It’s time to turn off the Comedy Central and make the world a little better! You get to do something in your life that really matters. It's really easy, and it won't hurt a bit! When we look back on our lives, do we really want our biggest accomplishments, our defining moments, our source of pride to be how much TV we watched or how many bars we managed to get wasted in? It’s really not that hard to do something that creates even a tiny amount of positive change in the world, it will require such little effort; maybe you could even Tivo “Lost” to watch after you have given back a little!

"Compassion is the desire that moves the individual self to widen the scope of its self-concern to embrace the whole of the universal self."

Ah yes, so that is what grass looks like!


Spring has sprung, the trees are blooming and summer is just peeking its head around the corner! Not only does Chicago smell like chocolate, but in the spring and throughout the summer, it smells like lilacs! Chicago is really the greatest city on earth during the summer, aside from the humidity, and for the faithless, I am providing a link to all of the city's amazing summer festivals. Enjoy!

“fell into
a sea of grass
and disappeared among
the shady blades...
children all
ran over me
screaming tag!
you are the one!”

Jane’s Addiction
Summertime Rolls

Summer Festivals


Side note: If you were to click on Chocolate, please go to the '06 Archives, listen to the episode "In the Shadow of the City" from 2/3, the chocolate lies withen act 3, but I think is it is, thus far, the best episode of This American Life this year.

The main reason I am ashamed to not have a passport




The Cinque Terre

I really should keep my travel goals simple at the moment, as I have been all over, but not outside of the US; with that in mind, I really long to visit(and possibly not come back)the Cinque Terre in Italy. School, Money, Travel...right?

Can I be your Yoko Ono?

“In France, reform appears to be against our nature; only revolution seems capable of overcoming inertia and impossible renewal.” Dominique de Villepin, France’s prime minister. In the recent special issue of The Economist, I read an article about the protests occurring in France over the next year’s elections. I find it so amazing that it takes such constant mass protests and such action from a people to affect notice. It’s not necessarily affecting change, but merely the notice of discontent. We have governments, we elect, we have control over, in place to represent our ideals, to create laws which are supposed to benefit us, keep us secure, and to provide for our social welfare, educate us, and maintain our infrastructure. The taxes which we pay to our governments are supposed to insure that these things happen, that the level of public education is to be of a certain quality, that our infrastructure is efficient and modern, that our basic rights not be infringed upon. But as Americans, we are more concerned with who might win “American Idol” than we are with our government spying on us , interfering with our civil liberties, waging an unjust war, based on false information, allowing genocide in other nations to occur, taking away our civil liberties, using our tax money, our social security funds in inappropriate manners, imprisoning humans indefinitely, without just cause, torturing these humans, occupying other nations at will, and causing pre-emptive wars. All of these things should cause rage within us as citizens of this country. These are obviously not our values, we do not do these things to each other, we would punish anyone whom attempted to place these horrible inflictions upon us, and yet, we do not act, united, when our government does these things to others, and to us. I can’t wrap my head around the fact that we are not doing anything, we are not responding in mass, waging protests, revolutions about the things that are occurring, the things that affect us, that affect you. Why? Why are we so apathetic to these atrocious violations? What happened that caused us to be so complacent, and trusting? There are 295,734,000 Americans; there is 1 elected President, 100 Congressional Senators, and 435 Congressional Representatives. How is it possible that we aren’t using our voice? Are we that stupid? Are we that comatose as a nation to really not care about our civil liberties, to not care about the human rights abuses that we inflict upon others, to not care about GENOCIDE which is occurring, right under our noses, to not care about the fact that OUR government is SPYING on us, and making LAWS which take away our rights??? This is what really disturbs me…Oprah has this book in her book club, “A Million Little Pieces” and it claims to be an autobiography; turns out, it’s not so much, so Oprah has a show confronting the author, claiming that the author lied and made a fool out of her. This in turn creates a frenzy within the suburban housewife community whom unite to file several class action law suits against the author and his publishers for, basically, lying in a book, A BOOK! This man embellished upon his life a bit, and Oprah can inspire several class action law suits, while “we the people” can’t get our asses off the couch to confront our legislatures, our government, about spying on us, about lying to us, about allowing genocide to occur, about creating a civil war in a nation we are wrongfully occupying and waging a war within! What does it take to get the American people to respond, in mass, to demand justice, not only for ourselves, but for the entire planet? Yes, it takes effort to make our voice be heard, but isn’t that effort our duty? Is it not our duty as humans, as Americans to demand that our government represent the values we hold paramount, to not take away our civil liberties, to ensure that we have a certain quality of life, education, and infrastructure; that we never wage an unjust war, that we never allow for genocide to occur in any nation, to always treat humans with dignity and respect? I sit here in my stupid apartment, on my stupid computer and write my stupid opinion, I do not take any of this for granted, and I will fight for all of these things which are precious to me, I will fight for human rights, and human dignity, for the values I hold dear, for the way I think all living things should be treated; but I feel like my voice, my reason, my love, it isn’t enough. There has to a bigger voice, we have to care, or else nothing that has ever been fought for, or will be fought for, will ever matter. And it has to, it has to matter, we have to matter. We are bigger than the force which legislates us, in sheer numbers, our voice, our dollars, our actions mater, they are so much larger than we acknowledge. We can not succumb to an unjust will, we must use our voice, we have to rise up, in unison, to say that the events which are occurring, which are affecting our lives and the lives of those whom we may not personally know, but know to be human, are unjust and wrong. We must say that this is not okay for us, that we demand better, we truly demand justice for all living things, that respect for human dignity be upheld. If we so complacently allow for our civil liberties to be violated, how do we cease further actions against us from our government, where can we draw the line if we do not do so now? We must use our voice, if we fail in our duty, we will most certainly find that our voice has been silenced, our rights revoked, and we will be left in a dumbfound state to only wonder how it came to be.

Ahh, Summer in the City....

The line-up for the 7th Annual Chicago Outdoor Film Festival has been announced, and it is so fantastic! The outdoor film festival is hands down my favorite thing about summer in this city. It's free, it's fun, it's better than the drive-in, and it's every Tuesday! This year it starts with A Rebel Without a Cause on July 18, and ends on August 29 with Ferris Bueller's Day Off! Such a great line up, I am so stoked! Watching movies for free outside with the city skyline as a backdrop is the most fantastic idea ever, it is so great! I need to get my tush over to Working Bikes soon, to get a bike, which will make heading over to the park even better this summer. Summer is coming, its official, time to get the picnic blankets ready, and the red party cups in tow! Woo hoo!

Hey baby, what's your sign?

So the universe is also letting me know that it really is time for a road trip adventure, but apparently, I really need to work on filling that shot-gun seat:

Daily extended horoscope:
After what seems like months of dealing with cranky, unfriendly people who aren't at all open to seeing things your way; you've finally arrived at a better way of doing things. You're going to ignore them -- and, better still, you're going to ignore them long-distance. You've got the brochures, you've talked to the travel agents, and you've chosen a location. But do you really want to go alone?


On a side note, I have decided that today is Civic Duty Day, which means, go vote! Unless you are a white man, people have fought hard for your right to vote, please don't disappoint. Go make your democracy work and rock that primary vote! Also, it is NPR spring pledge drive time, so please contribute to your favorite member station!

From left field

There are some very silly words in the English language; this is what I was thinking about while making St. Patrick’s Day cupcakes for my friends. Sometimes, I don't even want to be in my own head! But here are my favorites: Conundrum, Canoodeling (which isn’t a “real word”, but it’s great all the same), Kumquat, conniption, ignoramus, carnauba (as in the wax) and persnickety. I guess I have a preference for the letter “C”, although I really never thought about it before. And I find it so interesting that the definition for the word career is related to a maze, a road course, and moving at top speed, in a headlong manner. Isn’t that so intriguing?

Free Bird

I am soulfully craving a road trip. Road trips are the greatest way to travel. What else could you possibly need? It’s you, the road, the music, the weather, the faces, the scenery, I can’t think of a better way to travel. My last road tip was a solo trip, across the country and back. I took the Kia from Indianapolis to Las Vegas, on the southern route, and back 6 months later. I left at the end of May of ’04 and returned in late November. It was an amazing trip. Watching the terrain change, lushness dissipating to desert, plains change to mountains, mountains to dry plateaus, stopping along the highway to take in the stars, it was more than I could handle. Just me and the road for almost the whole of three days. Where you head, where you stop, where you explore, it can never be dictated. It is the closest I have become to ever being free. Of course you have a map for your destination, but without time constraints you can be free to stray from your ultimate goal and meet people, see places, and sky that you would otherwise never get the chance to see. I can remember the visions of rocket launches from military bases in the west, the stream of gasses trailing the rockets over the desert, the feel of a desolate Indian Reservation while stopping for gas, taking in the Grand Canyon, the Hoover Dam, and its fantastic bends. I will always remember the sights, sounds, smells. The relentless sun as I headed into Flagstaff, the evening I spent in the hotel; I splurged that night on a really great room, with a huge tub, ordered room service with a bottle of wine and spent an hour in the tub, ate a fantastic Caesar salad, and watched Bruce Almighty as I drifted to sleep in a huge, soft bed. I am dying for a road trip, just a short one that could allow for a great 3 or 4 days. Somewhere south, where spring is well under way, Memphis would be perfect, Charleston, or Atlanta, and a companion; it would be bliss for a weekend. But as of yet, my road trip will remain unmanifested as I have no time off during school, and for sure, no money, and most important, no travel companion. So, it would appear I have my work cut out for me.

What did you wake up to?

My Seasonal Affective Disorder days are almost over! I know that spring is just around the corner and any minute now I will be able to hop outside with out 10 pounds of layered gear protecting me from the artic temperatures. I hate winter, ugh; cold, blustery weather is brutal and not inviting. Yesterday was such a tease; it was awesome out, sunny, blue skies, an amazing day for a jog on the lake. I was so happy all day, I couldn't contain my mood. And today...snow. How can this keep happening? I am so tired of this bullshit weather, and that is exactly what it is, bullshit. I am so tired of snow, and freezing, and I know, I live in Chicago, what else can I expect? But does it have to last for so long? Just hurry up and get hot and muggy already!

Sing it Jean Knight

The arrogance of the human race has been driving me mad lately. I have been seeing it everywhere recently, and in the least suspecting people. It had snuck up on me while I was walking through the loop during my lunch on a fabulous summer day. I was disgusted by the amount of people whom would just walk right over the homeless, as if they were road kill they refused to recognize. That is an actual human being sitting there, while they are pan handling, they are still people that you could at the very least acknowledge their existence. Then it slapped me in the face over pints with some friends. A friend of mine whom is an instructor at a city college admitted that he felt far more intellectually superior to his students and enjoyed the power kick from humiliating them in class, he felt as if it were some redemption for being picked on in high school, for being a geek by the jocks. I felt so appalled for him, I just thought, who do you think you are? And then it kicked me in the shins by another acquaintance whom after self-proclaiming his genius asked "can't you just sit there and look pretty?" to me after possibly being stumped by my questioning his reasoning. Is it so hard to believe that there might be people in the world who know things you might not be aware of? What is the purpose of having any knowledge if you can't share it, and gain from others? The arrogance of our President never ceases to get me fired up, but then again I answer my own question when I yell "who do you think you are, the leader of the free world?" during the State of the Union Address, because yes, he is, in a way, but he is also an elected official, who is totally impeachable. I was so mad after I finished reading about the History of the Peloponnesian War. I couldn't believe the nerve of the Athenians, being indulgent in their strength against the Melians, because well, if not them than surely someone else would destroy the poor little city. I get so upset when I see people being blatantly rude to the deli guy, or the taxi driver, because as I see it, our place in the world happens by sheer accident of birth, we do have some choices we can make to alter our fates, but ultimately all roles of our society need to be filled, and the guy driving you to work in the morning is no less of a person because of his profession. Society needs a good kick in the ass from Karma to realize that being a bully is just mean, and there is just no need to walk around being an arrogant prick on this silly little planet.

Life is so amazing sometimes



Brady Joseph, welcome to the world! I know in some small way you will make it a better place, there is loads of love around you. The world really is an amazing place, it truely is your oyster, and the people are wonderful, please don't ever become jaded and bitter, don't give in to the apathy!

I've got soul, but I'm not a soldier

I love my Ipod shuffle, with it I can create the perfect soundtrack for schleping around my wonderful city. It only holds about 100 tracks which is perfect for a day, and I can change it frequently, depending on my mood or the weather. Most everyone has an Ipod, or some sort of portable music device they listen to while going about their day, which can create an isolated society, unlike the boom boxes of the early eighties, which were meant for sharing your beats with your fellow pedestrians. Social stigmas seem to reinforce this bubble we keep ourselves in while enveloped in the life of a city. I have a hard time adhering to these restraints. I have a hard time restraining my body from the amazing beats penetrating my ears. How can I possibly be expected not to move while Modest Mouse is belting out Shit Luck in my head? I find it impossible not to dance on the train to the Beastie Boy's Professor Booty, which I consider to be the perfect song. How can one just stand still on the corner while OK Go's Million Way's to be Cruel is in your head and not be affected? It is time to put a stop to the music apathy, rock out if the dance commander orders you to! Music is an art which you can phyisically express, technology has made listening to amazing music easier and better and much more portable. It would be pure splender if we did not have to constrain ourselves from the fantastic beats which consume us, if it was okay to dance a bit or sing a little to the music moving us, even share a perfect song with the dull, lifeless stranger walking next to us. It shouldn't matter if you think your voice is rubbish or you aren't a good dancer, it's just fun. It is always great to see people enjoying themselves, no matter how dorky you think you look, and it makes your city a better place to hang out in.

Oh the randomness of it all

I tend to make too many excuses for the things that I like, for my guilty pleasures, for the lifestyle which I can afford, for the goals I am working on, but have taken me a bit longer to accomplish. While it is trite to quote a bad pop artist, but like Sheryl Crowe said, "If it makes you happy, it can't be that bad." I really have much fun indulging in my guilty pleasures and, while I think New Years Resolutions are self-righteously ridiculous, I feel that the time has come for me to make my first ever New Years Resolution. I will stop apologizing for the things in life that make me happy, and that are so uncool. First of all, the self-realization is manifested that I have never been, nor ever will be cool, I am a dork and must hold my dork head high! I still want to be Princess Lea for Halloween, I cheese out from dorky awfull jokes, I love to dance to gettin' jiggy wit it, Tom Jones and Neil Diamond. I love watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer, CSPAN, Check Please, Globe Trekker, Original Star Trek episodes, and yes, I do love Sex and the City. I feel sad if I miss "This American Life" on Friday, and feel compeletly daft if I get an answer wrong on "Wait, Wait Don't Tell Me." I deeply love making snowmen, quoting Monty Python incessantly, skater punks in the Mid-West driving the old folks crazy in grocery store parking lots, and I miss wearing combat boots bouncing around to the Ramones! I enjoy reading the CIA World Fact Book, dictionaries, Douglas Adams, Calvin and Hobbes and Shel Silverstein. So the truth rears it's ugly head, and I am not ashamed. I am a dork of massive proportions, and that is going to have to be okay.