Thursday, August 30, 2007
For a phone call and a soda, I'm a blur from the driver's side
I'm the last gas for an hour if you're going twenty-five
I am Texaco and tobacco, I am dust you leave behind
I am peaches in September, and corn from a roadside stall
I'm the language of the natives, I'm a cadence and a drawl
I'm the pines behind the graveyard, and the cool beneath their shade, where the boys have left their beer cans
I am weeds between the graves.
My porches sag and lean with old black men and children
Their sleep is filled with dreams, I never can fulfill them
I am a town.
I am a church beside the highway where the ditches never drain
I'm a Baptist like my daddy, and Jesus knows my name
I am memory and stillness, I am lonely in old age; I am not your destination
I am clinging to my ways
I am a town.
I'm a town in Carolina, I am billboards in the fields
I'm an old truck up on cinder blocks, missing all my wheels
I am Pabst Blue Ribbon, American, and "Southern Serves the South"
I am tucked behind the Jaycees sign, on the rural route
I am a town
I am a town
I am a town
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
2) I'm so ready for it to be fall that I'm pretty much just skipping September in my head. I'm already making plans to go to the Haunted Forest up in Maryland and I'm prepping myself for weekends full of Billy Martin's pumpkin pancakes. I mean, September's a pretty worthless month anyway. Not really summer, not really fall. Booooring.
3) For those of you not living in this great nation's capital of ours, you may not know about the ridiculocity of our cab system. Instead of being a metered fare like every other city in the world, DC has to be "special" and charge according to zones. This means that even the most attuned DC resident usually has no idea how much their cab ride will cost, and it allows the DC cab drivers to charge whatever they want, and get away with it. Well kids, that ends today. I am going to single-handedly end the practice of cab drivers picking a price. With the help of this handy little calculator, I have figured out how much it will cost me to get from the boutique to the bar this evening. If the cab driver even attempts to overcharge me, he will certainly recieve a stern talking to, complete with maps and printouts. He won't know what hit him.
Monday, August 27, 2007
The almighty Band-Aid Blister Block Stick.
This little deodorant-like stick will save your feet, I swear. You know those fabulous 4 inch stilettos sitting in your closet, that you've worn once but promised your poor feet that it would be the last time? Never again. Through many years of research, I have found that it takes a minimum of two full days of wear for a shoe to no longer give you blisters, but once broken in, those once-painful shoes could become one of your most comfortable pairs. This magic stick will get you through those first two wears, no problem. Just apply the stick liberally along your heels and anywhere else you expect the shoe to rub, and voila! You'll be blister free all day long. Just be sure to apply BEFORE the blisters begin to form. Otherwise, might I recommend these:
Friday, August 24, 2007
Thursday, August 23, 2007
2) I was out "sick" yesterday and it was incredible. Totally worth the stressful-ness of coming back this morning. Georgetown is a much more tolerable place on dreary non-weekend days: people in the stores actually help you! They're friendly, chatty, and it's a downright pleasant experience. I highly recommend it!
3) You may notice a new link list on the sidebar. It's a list of some of my most favorite online shopping venues. Obviously, I haven't included the "regulars" like Urban Outfitters, Anthropologie, Bluefly, ShopBop, Active Endeavors, etc. because I assume y'all already know about those and enjoy them (as you should!). Instead, these are some sites that I love that you may not know about. I'll try to update it often, and feel free to send me links of places you love!
4) By the way, the Elite party (and after party, planned by yours truly, of course) was a blast. I of course imbibed a bit too much, but how can you turn down free wine? Sonoma was awesome and if I ever had a reason to throw a party for 100-ish of my closest friends, I would definitely have it there. The event space is incredible, the food was delish, and the service was great. Sophisticated to the core.
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
And, as a side note, if you don't laugh out loud, please stop reading my blog.
Step 2: Moisturize. In the winter I use something more hard-core, but for the humid summer-time this works just fine (remember to find something with SPF!):Step 3: After moisturizer sinks in, use spot concealer if needed and then apply MAC Studio Fix:
Step 5: Your eyes. I normally dust a vanilla shimmery shade over the entire lid and up to the brows, like Cargo's Aspen. Then, depending on my mood/weather/what I'm wearing I'll apply a more vibrant color like MAC's Parfair Amour or Nars' Strada or Cleo either along my lash line or into my crease. If I'm feeling extra sassy (this is for daytime, people!), I'll smudge a little black liner (I use CoverGirl-- I can be cheap!) on the inside of my bottom lid. Finish off with DiorShow mascara on top lashes.
Step 6: Lips-- I usually stick to Gloss and MAC is my favorite, in Lychee Luxe, Underage, and Pink Lemonade (boo to MAC for not letting me steal their pictures!).
Voila! You're done. It's really pretty easy. Now, for nighttime makeup, that's a whole other story.....
Monday, August 20, 2007
Friday night, after a particulary horrendous night at work, I was super lame and came home to an empty house (my roommates, you know, have lives and stuff) and was in my pj's by 9:15. Glorious! I proceeded to watch Stacey London's new show and also one of my favorite guilty pleasure movies: Overboard, starring Goldie Hawn and Kurt Russell. C'mon. Admit it. You know you're jealous. On Saturday I slept far too late (woo!), went to work, and then met the girls at a housewarming party in AMo. It was the first time that I actually had a solid good time in AMo: I was drunk but not too drunk, met some new people (including this ridiculous late 20-something who wanted to give me advice on every aspect of my life), and ate some damn good falafel.
Sunday consisted of more work (blah), skipping out of work early (woo!), and heading to the 1st Annual YCCCBOC (Yelp Chocolate Chip Cookie Bake Off Competition). I was not able to make my oatmeal choc. chip wonders in time for the competition, so instead I just got to eat everyone else's. Damn. My cookies would have lost, big time. Let's just say that the winner for the best traditional, crunchy on the outside, chewy on the inside cookie had her chocolate sent over from Belgium. $160 worth of chocolate. And yes, it was worth it. That cookie was.... the shit.
I apologize that this post is so boring, but you know, it's Monday. No updates on the bus driver as I took an earlier bus this morning, but I'm thinking that I'm not going to do anything, maybe just thank him but tell him I'm not interested.... or that I'm seeing someone (haha). I know, I'm lame and chickenshit. Plus, I met a cutie on the bus this morning: a new Glover Park-ian from Dallas, so maybe I will find love on the bus in the end...
Friday, August 17, 2007
My most loyal readers may remember that a rather attractive driver on the D1 passed me a note a couple of weeks ago. I was flattered, of course, but didn't really think much of it. I rode with the driver several times since, and we always made small talk, but yesterday things escalated a bit.
As soon as I sat down on the bus, he waved at me and asked if I had enjoyed the "article" he had given me. I told him, of course, it had made my day, and that I was very flattered. We made a bit of small talk throughout the ride (I'm Southern-- I talk to everyone) and when I got off he asked if he'd see me tomorrow. Well, I didn't know, I ride the bus every day, sometimes I see him, sometimes I don't.
This morning he was my driver again, and he was ready for me. As soon as I got on the bus, he handed me the Express and said "Check out the Entertainment section. I think there's something there that you'll like." Well, I actually wanted to read the paper, so I did. Once I got to the entertainment section, a piece of paper fell out with a handwritten note on it. It went a little something like this:
"Hello, my name is Mxxxx. Since the last note I have given, I am more attracted to you. I do not know if you are attracted to me. If you are, I would like for you to give me a call at xxx-xxx-xxxx. Maybe we could go out sometime, and discuss what you like about me! Maybe, you like how I maneuver/operate the bus. Well! That is a start! Haha! Regardless, please give me a call!"
I thought it was pretty cute, no? Not even any mispellings! Sure, there were some grammatical mistakes, but hey, things happen.
I know, it's ridiculous that I'm even considering this. He's at least 10 years older than me and he's a bus driver. But still, he's cute and he has the most incredible arms I've ever seen. Regardless, I can't see myself calling him. Ever. So what should I do? Slip him my phone number? A little flirtation never hurt anyone, but I am going to have to see this guy on a regular basis-- I love my D1 bus! It's got the cute little old man with his old school briefcase and fedora who tips the driver with a pack of Wrigley's gum and the little boy who rides to work with his dad. It's not crowded and I like it! Seriously, I need advice!
Thursday, August 16, 2007
Here are a couple more of my favorite picks for this season (and yes, there will be many, many more posts like this in the coming weeks-- I just can't get enough of online "window" shopping)
Marc Jacobs Satin and Python Pumps: $845 at Saks
Rick Owens Lilies Padded Funnel Neck Jacket: $640 at net-a-porter
Mike & Chris Nigel Jacket: $187 at tobi.com
Wish Charm necklaces: $38 at redenvelope.com
It's a little sad that you take the time out of your day to go on someone's blog (who, apparently, you don't even know) and say crude things about them. For my readers, I'll give some snippets: "You are an imbecile"and apparently this is "your pitiful excuse for a writing career." "I suggest looking both ways before you cross Mass. Ave, you may get knocked over by one of those oil-wasting machines to which you are so obviously superior. "
Ok, first off, I'm not an imbecile. I'm special. Mr. Rogers said so. Second, I've never claimed that I'm a writer. It's not what I currently do for a living and it's not what I'd like to do for a living. Sure, I like to write, but I don't make a habit out of it and I'd frankly feel weird making money off of words that I put on a page. The term "writing career" is lost on me. Third, I'm lucky I don't cross Mass. Ave. all that often. Wisconsin would be another story- that's a real threat. And finally, yes, I am superior to oil-wasting machines. The human body is designed to function off of renewable resources (water, glucose, etc.) and creates minimal waste. I also have a brain and opposable thumbs and can reason. So there.
This blog is for fun. If you take offense to any post I make, feel free to comment! I love a good sparring match as much as any other DC resident. But please, let's not make personal attacks on one another. This is just a place for me to vent and share my opinions as much as any other blog and perhaps it shouldn't be taken quite so seriously. Can't we all just get along?
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
Me: Oh, yes. I saw that. I think we'll have no problem reaching it before the dinner (in late October).
The Boss-Man: Yes, I'd really like to reach it today. Can you figure out a way to do that? It'd be great. Thanks.
So today's goal is to get some company to give us $10,000. Problem is, we've already contacted everyone, and they're obviously avoiding our calls. Annnnd, if they talk to anyone, it ain't gonna be me. Ugh. Why oh why did I think that this is what I wanted to do with my life?!?
Monday, August 13, 2007
1) What crazy Chicago ticket officer would give the Weinermobile a parking ticket?!? I mean, honestly- it's the Weinermobile! You can't ticket that! The Weinermobile was often parked at a random hotel that was on my way to school and it greeted me nearly every morning. It's got a special place in my heart.
2) One of the interns apparently just bought a big thing of bologna, because he/she has made a bologna sandwich EVERY DAY for the past week or so. It smells rancid. Who above the age of 10 eats a bologna sandwich, anyway?? Stop making the office smell like processed meat!
Here's a pretty cool movie about that was posted on their site yesterday. I suggest you check it out:
Friday, August 10, 2007
Thursday, August 9, 2007
Zac Posen Iris Blouse: $900
Ralph Lauren Black Label Casey Metallic Silk Ascot Blouse: $698.00
Tuesday, August 7, 2007
I just got a free online palm reading, this is what it said:
First let's take a look at your Life Line. You have the best kind of Life Line, long and clearly marked. This shows that you will possess good health, vitality and a very nice life expectancy. The wide swooping motion of your Life Line indicates strength, enthusiasm and an improved love life. The little lines you see extending downward from your Life Line are indicators of your tendency to waste your energy.
Now let's see what your Head Line had to say. Your Head Line is deep, long and straight, stretching across the palm. This indicates a logical and direct way of thinking. The straighter the line, the more realistic the thinking, and the deeper the line, the better the memory. Having your Head Line and Heart Line separated shows a love for adventure and an enthusiasm for life.
The last line we'll look at is your Heart Line. A slight disregard to the true meaning of love and its responsibilities are indicated by a Heart Line like yours that starts between the middle and index finger. You tend to easily give your heart away. Your chained Heart Line is an indication that your life is sometimes bothered by emotional tensions.
You have a spade-shaped hand. This is the hand of an inventor. You are probably very good with all things mechanical. Often those who've forged new paths in science and engineering have a spade-shaped hand. Women who have this type of hand enjoy do-it-yourself projects (decorating and sewing). It also gives these women a manual dexterity greater than most men have.
I can't believe a free online reading was more accurate than the $10 I paid to some crackpot in Georgetown. Figures. Now, on to find my "shoe line"...
Thursday, August 2, 2007
2) Why on earth does it cost more to fix a camera than buy a new one? I mean really, that's ridiculous.... but hey, at least I got a brand spankin' new camera out of the ridiculocity.
3) I recently met a woman who solved Rubik's cubes for "fun." We were sitting on the metro and a guy was playing with one next to her. She asked him if she could see it for a second, and then proceeded to tell us that one of her good friends is in Guinness for solving one in record time. She starts to solve it, and finished it.... IN 2 METRO STOPS. By Foggy Bottom it was done. I've never seen anything like it. People were crowding around her and everyone cheered when she did it. Some other guy brought another cube to her but she was only able to get 3 sides of it before we got to our station. It was pretty incredible. This story brings up some questions:
1) How does one get "good" at solving a Rubik's cube, to the point that it's not "if" but "how quickly"?
2) Why on earth were there two people on the metro with Rubik's cubes?? I don't think I've seen one since 1997 and there were two on one metro car. Bizarro.
3) How can I learn to solve one? I mean, really. Best party trick. Ever.
4) Things are going really well at the store, it's just slow. Be sure to come by and visit me! I don't care if you don't buy anything... we just want some warm bodies in there.
5) I've become officially obsessed with bar trivia. I did it in Atlanta a fair amount and some Yelpers and I have started a weekly group up here. It's pretty fun, but definitely a shot to the ego. I'm determined to win something tonight, though! Come join us at the Tombs!
6) Next week is Restaurant Week. That means that next week I am going to be fat, broke, and gloriously happy. Yay.
Wednesday, August 1, 2007
Option 3: The classic Willett's. (about $65)