Category: Awesome

Vacation Pictures!

Here are a some pictures from the places I visited on my vacation. If you click on the city names, you can see the entire set on Flickr. I have only a few shots from Birmingham, because I’ve been to England before and only took pictures at the concert.

Belfast:
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Birmingham
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Dublin:
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Glendalough:
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Vacation all I ever wanted

I am 99% of the way finished with my socks, and I will absolutely NOT have to take them with me on vacation. I’ll be able to start blocking them before I leave for the airport, and I trust my mom enough to send them off after they’re dry. I’m bringing another pair of socks to work on while I’m away, but I’m not sure how much knitting I’ll get around to once I’m off the plane.

I’m going to be suffering at work for a few more hours (hey, I’m happy to have a job, but that doesn’t mean that I can’t find it annoying every now and then), and then I go home to take one more look at my suitcase (why do I feel the need to pack so many shirts? I will not appreciate that when I’m the one hauling that suitcase all over Ireland and the UK), and then I go the airport to make my way across the Atlantic. I’m so stoked!!! I haven’t been on a long-ish vacation since August, and this time I’m going by myself, so I’ll definitely get a chance to recharge my batteries.

I’m bringing my computer because I am a hopeless geek, but I’m not sure that I’ll be posting stuff to this site.

Auf wiedersehen, Bravo!

Finally, after months of legal wrangling between NBC Universal, The Weinstein Co., and Lifetime Network, the sixth season of Project Runway is clear to air this summer on Lifetime. The Weinstein Co. had to pay an unspecified amount of money to NBC Universal, but the case is now settled and we are free to watch the first Los Angeles-based season of the original fashion design reality show (what ever happened to that knockoff that Bravo was hoping to air??). I wonder how good it will be, knowing that it was taped to air almost 6 months ago, and the fashion week that it surrounds has been over for months.

We’ll see, I guess, but I hope that the move to the West Coast energized this show, or maybe just that they had a more talented, less unnecessarily-obnoxious people this time.

I knew all that tv watching would eventually pay off

I asked Alan Sepinwall, tv critic for the Newark Star-Ledger and blogger, a question for his mailbag column, and he answered it for me! Maybe he answered my question first because it was the best (yay!), the worst (boo!), or possibly because I am from the state the paper is based in. Whatever, I found out what I wanted to know. It’s nice to be the one asking questions, for a change.

Chuck vs the Predator

Oh my goodness! Chuck has been getting so good lately, and really this whole season has been pretty amazing. I love how Chuck is being seen as a grown-up, as opposed to a screw-up who creates more problems than he solves. On the one hand, I’m sad that Chuck is being forced into these situations that are causing him to harden and turn into the spy he never wanted to be. On the other hand, I recognize that he is a smart, capable person who is given way too little credit and is definitely equal to the tasks before him.

I’m so so so excited to see the rest of this season, and hope that Tricia Helfer’s stint on Chuck will be less useless than her appearances in the first 8 episodes of Burn Notice’s second season (haven’t finished it yet, maybe there’s a reason for her to exist).

I appreciate that the General didn’t lie to Chuck; she absolutely does not want him to stop being the Intersect, and actually wants to pull him further into the spy lifestyle. I think that Sarah’s confusion over her duty to her mission and her feelings for Chuck was well-played, and that the story wouldn’t have been very believable if she’d taken a firm stand either way. And Casey totally came through. I knew that he was more of a softie than he admitted (the man keeps a photo of Reagan [which the General promptly mocked], for cripes sakes), but I’m glad that when he had the opportunity to expose the depths of Sarah and Chuck’s feelings for one another, he basically played dumb.

As always, Adam Baldwin totally rocked my world, although I must say that Zachary Levi has grown on me quite a lot in the last little bit of time. I guess I’m still fundamentally the same 16 year old who swooned over David Boreanaz’s Angel, because damn it all if this new, tortured Chuck isn’t the hottest freaking thing ever.

Happy Monday!

One of the pictures that I took when Satanski and I went to the American Museum of Natural History has been added to the New York Schmap Guide. How exciting!

I Love You, Man

Remember those beer commercials? Yeah, neither do I. But I did got see the Paul Rudd and Jason Segal movie this weekend, and definitely enjoyed it. My love for these actors is only slightly more fervent than my desire not to witness anything really embarrassing ever, but that edge was all it took to make me want to see this movie. I’m not sorry that I went; when I wasn’t covering my eyes with my scarf so that yet another deeply shameful moment went unseen by me, I was laughing pretty damn hard. I really will watch Paul Rudd in anything (this is true: I watched all of I Could Never Be Your Woman a few weeks ago).

As is my habit, here is an excerpt from a review that kind of matched up with my experience in watching this film.

Is the premise of “I Love You, Man” thinner than the paper Maxim is printed on? No doubt. (It’s never clear why, if Peter is close enough to his brother to ask him to set him up on a series of “man dates,” he can’t just ask his brother to be his best man.) Does the movie feature a by-now yawn-inducing quota of jokes involving masturbation, projectile vomiting and flatulence? Positutely. Does Paul Rudd make the whole thing worth it? Totes magotes. — Ann Hornady, Washington Post

I would like to pretend that I don’t understand why a movie like this placed a distant second to that thing that Nicolas Cage crapped all over the box office this weekend, but I do: people are morons. Speaking of Nicolas Cage, I will now share with you the best thing that you have ever seen. Behold:

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So so awesome

I’m on a bus! Using wifi! On a bus!!! What bus is this? It’s the Megabus that goes from New York to Baltimore/DC. I’m on the top level of this double decker bus (with skylights). I’m headed down to Maryland to go to a surprise party for my friend’s husband and two of his best friends, and so far the day has been great. I’m using my pretty new luggage, which I’ve already been complimented on several times. It’s so warm that it truly is ridiculous, and since I’m headed south, it’s only going to be warmer in Maryland (I didn’t take a coat, which my mother commented on). My hair is mostly cooperating, and it usually improves throughout the day (let’s see what happens if I end up falling asleep on the bus). I get to see my cousin in Baltimore, who’s going to get me over to Annapolis for the party. I’m going to get to wear a dress that is new in the sense that I’ve never worn it, but which I’ve actually had for a couple of months now. So many good things!

Here’s the bus, inside and out. Pictures were taken on my Nokia n85.
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Glasses are your friend

Skimming the section of my blog that gives the title of my last five posts, I saw one enitled “This is why I have three brothers?” And I was like, I do??? because, of course, I have only one brother. I knew that (this is not the type of thing that people usually forget), but I couldn’t figure out why I would have lied about something so basic. Looking more closely, I realized that it said, “This is why I have three broswers.” That made much more sense. I see now that I should not try to make my way around the internet if I am not wearing my glasses, as bad things will happen.

That probably wasn’t the point

So I was reading Doug Glanville’s latest column for the New York Times today. He was discussing the revelation that Alex Rodriguez, baseball god, Madonna-lover, and all around hot stuff had admitted that recent allegations that he’d taken steroids were true. And holy crap, the best player in baseball admitted that he’d taken performance-enhancing drugs. True, he wasn’t the one who broke the story; ESPN did. But Rodriguez confirmed quite quickly, which seems admirable when compared with the Clemenses and McGwires of the world. So I thought that Glanville’s article was interesting and well-written, and it’s a shame that the thing that really caught my attention was this: there is such a thing as a curveball machine.

Amazing! I’d love to have one. What will they think of next?

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