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Mar. 31st, 2009
02:57 pm - The Bug Went To NYC And Here's What She Liked:
Re: The Bug Went To NYC And Here's What She Liked:
Monday, March 30, 2009 10:29 AM
From:Max
My highlight of the weekend was the Boo being closest to me when I big crew showed up at Steven's house and her looking for me to pick her up. It was brief b/c Kate was nearby and I quickly passed her along, but I like to think that is progress.
Great visit! Thanks again Kate & Mark for coming down! We know have a much greater appreciation for what you go through to move Helen around.
We loved having you down! Thanks for coming.
l,
M
On Mon, Mar 30, 2009 at 10:09 AM, Jenn wrote:
What como/SIL/Jenn liked:
--seeing how excited Helen was over the puddles, planes and those stairs
at the central park zoo
--seeing her eat bacon
--having her run to me when she got scared by the front door buzzer for
hugs
--having a great visit with everyone
Thanks so much for coming down. Max and I had such a wonderful time and
really appreciated your visit. I hope that it is the first in a long
line of visits, without the dummy worker smashing up the whitestone
bridge. Can't wait to see everyone again!
Mark, please thank your friends for having Max and I over for lunch. It
was very nice of them to include us too.
-----Original Message-----
From: Kate
Sent: Monday, March 30, 2009 8:41 AM
Subject: The Bug Went To NYC And Here's What She Liked:
--planes flying overhead
--puddles
--MLB network
--garbage cans
Her mom liked:
--the polar bear in the Central Park Zoo
--the glasses on display at the Plaza bar
--her brother & SIL's swanky apartment
--hanging out with her second cousin's fam (which includes the Bug's
third cousin) for brunch
Her dad liked:
--seeing his college buds
--successful free parking on the street
--that his waffles came with ALL the breakfast meats at the Tower Diner
No one liked:
http://cityroom.blogs.nytimes.com/2
bridge/
--the cop who responded to our request for directions with "I'm not
familiar with this area, I'm just directing traffic." uh, unqualified?
AWESOME VISIT MAX & JENN!!! Thanks so much for the lovely and gracious
hosting. The Bug is chatting up a storm since we got back, so I think
she found the weekend fascinating and is telling us all about it. She
fell asleep five minutes after we got in the car and slept for just over
2 hours. And she was great the rest of the way back. We all chowed
down on those left-over pancakes.
Looking forward to the next visit!
LOVELOVELOVE,
K&M&h
Jan. 22nd, 2009
04:49 pm - digging Fleet Foxes
White Winter Hymnal
I was following the pack
all swallowed in their coats
with scarves of red tied ’round their throats
to keep their little heads
from fallin’ in the snow
And I turned ’round and there you go
And, Michael, you would fall
and turn the white snow red as strawberries
in the summertime
Mykonos
The door slammed loud and rose up a cloud of dust on us
Footsteps follow, down through the hollow sound, torn up.
And you will go to Mykonos
With a vision of a gentle coast
And a sun to maybe dissipate
Shadows of the mess you made
How did any holes in the snow tipped pines, I find
Hatching from the seed of your thin mind, all night?
And you will go to Mykonos
With a vision of a gentle coast
And a sun to maybe dissipate
Shadows of the mess you made
Brother you don't need to turn me away
I was waiting down at the ancient gate
You go
Wherever you go today
You go today
I remember how they took you down
As the winter turned the meadow brown
You go
Wherever you go today
You go today
When a-walking brother don't you forget
It ain't often that you'll ever find a friend
You go
Wherever you go today
You go today
Jan. 18th, 2009
04:18 pm - warning: UN PC
As historic an event that will happen on January 20th is, let's not overlook the tremendous accomplishment of the outgoing President: the first retard ever elected to the Oval Office.
Jan. 17th, 2009
10:21 am - on trying to get into an ESPN fantasy league documentary
Hello,
My husband and I live in West Newton, MA, just outside of Boston. We have been in the same fantasy baseball and football leagues, the Dawg Pound, run by my brother, for almost 10 years. We draft live in both leagues, and have jumped through some crazy hoops to make that happen. Now we have a laptop and desktop computer, so we sit in the same room and make fun of each other... on the draft chat, of course. We don't talk to each other.
I just gave my brother a world's best commish trophy for Christmas because the leagues are a lot of fun, and the postings are plentiful and hysterical. They are comprised of an ever-widening circle of friends, family, and their friends and family. We even had an audition for an open spot in the baseball league a few years ago. There is photographic proof of much of this--side-by-side drafting, and a couple of great gatherings of "the Dawg Pound", which were rather blind-date-esque, with non-family members arriving to the bar wandering around saying, "Dawg Pound? Commish?" until they found our group. Good times! God, if only you had made this film two years ago when my aunt accidentally drafted "Freddy Fucking Sanchez" instead of David Ortiz!!
Throw in the fanaticism of the Red Sox fandom, the drama of the Battle For The Sofa whenever my husband and I go head-to-head, AND the cutest little baby in the world, our 15 month old daughter Helen (born the night the Sox clinched the 07 AL title), and really, all you're missing is Will Smith and a talking animal.
Please let me know if we can furnish said photographic proof or any other info,
Nov. 11th, 2008
10:17 am - On Veteran's Day
Dulce et Decorum Est
by Wilfred Owen
Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots
Of tired, outstripped Five-Nines that dropped behind.
Gas! Gas! Quick, boys!—An ecstasy of fumbling,
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time;
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling
And flound'ring like a man in fire or lime...
Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light,
As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.
In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.
If in some smothering dreams you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin;
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,
Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,—
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
To children ardent for some desperate glory,
The old Lie: Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori.
Oct. 23rd, 2008
08:24 am - I almost agree with her on this one
"I know at the end of the day, putting this in God's hands, the right thing for America will be done at the end of the day on Nov. 4,"
Of course, I'm not a big supporter of putting things in God's hands rather than doing your homework and figuring out what the responsibilities of the position you're running for is... but I am starting to think that the right thing for America may just be done at the end of the day on November 4th! Barring some huge outpouring of KKK members or whatnot.
And then I will always be thankful to Sarah Palin for bringing us TinaFeyAsSarahPalin. She is right up there with Church Lady and Darrell Hammond's Sean Connery as far as I'm concerned. Am I talking about the Real Sarah Palin or TinaFeyAsSarahPalin?... who can even tell anymore??!!! They're both HYSTERICAL!
Oct. 15th, 2008
09:34 am - limitless genius
just submitted to Apple:
I have read your idea submission page and am willing to give you this brilliant idea for free, but maybe you can put me in the next apple ad...
make a MIRROR feature, like on the dashboard, so your screen can turn into a mirror and you can check for spinach in your teeth before you go into a meeting. genius, no?
comlimentaryily yours,
Kate
edit: I realize this may have been planted in my subconscious by that phone ad with the Hills person in it... but I'm still a genius to extrapolate that to a laptop computer.
Oct. 13th, 2008
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Oct. 11th, 2008
08:18 am - AND another thing
What is most disturbing about Sarah Palin is that Tina Fey's Sarah Palin seems just as genuine and authentic as Sarah Palin's Sarah Palin. Creepy.
08:04 am - What I've been saying for years, or, Why I Hate The Republicans
Of course, a black person with a funny name running for president finally brings all these people out from under their rocks, but we knew they were hiding there all along:
McCain supporters boo him when he says Obama is a decent person; say that they would be "scared to bring up a child under Obama as president;" and refer to him incorrectly as "an Arab," as if that was the same thing as a serial killer. What ignorant dopes. Again, which is why I have always despised the Republicans. They're racist scumbags.
Oct. 2nd, 2008
07:35 am - West Coast playoffs
WHY must we always play the stupid Angels or As at 10:00 pm to start off the playoffs? What a waste of everyone's time, especially their fans who only go home crushed and disappointed October after October.
Sep. 21st, 2008
09:44 pm - Let's set the record straight
As much as it pains me to revisit this old hack, I have, nevertheless, as a nerdy English major, always wanted to break this down...
An old man, turned 98
He won the lottery, and died the next day--yes, this is indeed ironic
It's a black fly in your chardonnay--this is not in fact ironic. instead, it is simply a bummer.
It's a death row pardon, two minutes too late--yes ironic. also, a BIG bummer.
And isn't it ironic?
Don't you think?
It's like rain, on your wedding day--not at all ironic. disappointing and a pain in the ass, yes.
It's a free ride, when you've already paid--check. ironic.
It's the good advice, that you just didn't take--this is too vague to really be anything. hubristic? maybe expand on the specific situation... ie, "don't order the chardonnay here, there are always flies in it." and then you order the chardonnay and there's a fly in it?....
And who would've thought? It figures
Mr. Play-It-Safe, was afraid to fly
He packed his suitcase, and kissed his kids goodbye
He waited his whole damn life, to take that flight
And as the plane crashed down he thought, "Well isn't this nice?"--ironic. but more aptly: doomed.
And isn't it ironic?
Don't you think?
It's like rain, on your wedding day
It's a free ride, when you've already paid
It's the good advice, that you just didn't take
And who would've thought? It figures
Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
When you think everything's okay and everything's going right
And life has a funny way of helping you out
When you think everything's gone wrong and everything blows up in your face--this is more like karmic retribution, than irony. not sure what it is doing here.
A traffic jam, when you're already late--this is not ironic. it doesn't matter if you're late when you're late! it's a great time to be late. or to have a traffic jam! kick back, relax!
A "No smoking" sign, on your cigarette break--again, needs more specifics. just go someplace else.
It's like ten thousand spoons, when all you need is a knife--ten THOUSAND spoons?, that's a fucking freak show.
It's meeting the man of my dreams, and then meeting his beautiful wife--ennhhh, more like, wistful? or, DOH!
And isn't it ironic?
Don't you think?
A little too ironic?
Yeah I really do think
It's like rain, on your wedding day
It's a free ride, when you've already paid
It's the good advice, that you just didn't take
And who would've thought?
It figures
Life has a funny way of sneaking up on you
And life has a funny, funny way, of helping you out
Helping you out
PHEW! GOD, that was bugging me for the past 13 years!
10:21 am - I had to tell Mark
I didn't send this in to PostSecret
because, of course, I have already met my soulmate. But boy, do I adore Jim & Pam. As Kevin said, PB&J. I am on tenterhooks waiting for him to propose.
Sep. 20th, 2008
03:36 pm - Re: financial meltdown
I am so glad that the stupidest man in the world is presiding over the biggest economic crisis to hit this country since the Great Depression.
Sep. 19th, 2008
09:22 am - MORE!!!
Saw Tarina Tarantino on ANTM and I thought,
"ALL OF IT!!! I WANT ALL OF IT!!!!"
wellll, maybe not the handbags so much.... but the JEWELS!!! The shiny funny pink sparkly outsize JEWELS!!!!
09:06 am - ENOUGH!
"wackadoodle"
Sometimes my mom trots out phrases from her midwestern corn-fed upbringing that I just adore, like "do you take the Globe?" and "we no longer take Sports Illustrated" (and pre-pregnancy I could have recalled at least five others but I guess the Charming Old Fashioned Regionalisms Recall part of my brain has been diverted to a new Cheerios Dispensing Systems Search synaptic network).
Wackadoodle is neither charming nor old fashioned nor regional, although I'm sure it's supposed to sound all three. Instead it sounds like it came out of the same Generic American Kwirky Maker that churned out Hannah Montana, High School Musical, and Bud Light Lime--lame and gross. So I declare a Moratorium on wackadoodle followed by Shunning of those that insist on using it. From the first time I heard it (from the fauxly wackadoodle Suede on Project Runway) I was over it. This is me, even more over it.
Sep. 18th, 2008
05:47 pm - Reason nine billion ninety nine why U2 rocks my world
Clear late afternoon autumny blue sky
50 mph down Soldiers Field Road
Wind in my hair
Sun in my eyes
Oh, baby child...
It's no secret that the stars are falling from the sky
It's no secret that our world is in darkness tonight
They say the sun is sometimes eclipsed by a moon
You know I don't see you when she walks in the room
It's no secret that a friend is someone who lets you help
It's no secret that a liar won't believe anyone else
They say a secret is something you tell one other person
So I'm telling you, child
Love...we shine like a
Burning star
We're falling from the sky
Tonight
A man will beg
A man will crawl
On the sheer face of love
Like a fly on a wall
It's no secret at all
It's no secret that a conscience can sometimes be a pest
It's no secret ambition bites the nails of success
Every artist is a cannibal, every poet is a thief
All kill their inspiration and sing about their grief
Over love... we shine like a
Burning star
We're falling from the sky
Tonight
A man will rise
A man will fall
From the sheer face of love
Like a fly from a wall
It's no secret at all
Love...we shine like a
Burning star
We're falling from the sky
Tonight
A man will rise
A man will fall
From the sheer face of love
Like a fly from a wall
It's no secret at all
Oh, yeah!
It's no secret that the stars are falling from the sky
The universe exploded 'cause of one man's lie
Look, I gotta go, yeah I'm running outta change
There's a lot of things if I could I'd rearrange
It's like, thank you Boston and U2. I love you too.
Sep. 17th, 2008
Sep. 15th, 2008
05:57 pm - recommended: Yelp
I am so very in love with Yelp. I now don't make a move without consulting what total random strangers are saying about what I am considering buying/eating/staying/driving/etc. I should post a review of Yelp on Yelp.
Sep. 6th, 2008
09:53 am - The republicans make me SICK
You know, I try to avoid following politics too closely because I don't need my head EXPLODING and making a big mess all over the living room every single morning but CHRIST I take one little dip in the pool by watching FIVE lousy minutes of the Daily Show and I get exposed to those self-serving ignorant ASSWIPES mocking Obama for being, of all things, a community organizer. I just can't STAND it, they make me CRAZY!!! I broke the coffee pot the morning after watching Pat Buchanan's DESPICABLE convention speech in '92 and swore off paying any more attention to them after that because they are so EVIL it's like Geraldo Rivera repeatedly inviting white supremacists onto his talk show--why give them the platform because they will only say their ignorant stupid crap, it's not worthy of discussion or talk or broadcasting or anything other than what you do to used toilet paper but unfortunatley I tuned in and now, again, they have literally TURNED MY STOMACH and I either want to go out and throttle their self-satisfied sanctimonious elitist asshole selves or just plain THROW UP.
1) being a mayor of some tiny town in Alaska and doing a really bad job at it, wherein you try to fire everyone who rubs you and your crazy ass right wing religious tenents the wrong way, is not an example of taking on the responsibilities of the nation. I'm sure there are many housecleaners and garbage truck people who shoulder a lot more "actual responsibilities" than you, missy.
2) being a community organizer is the best thing and most challenging thing you could do with your life and is what we all should desperately wish for in our leaders: an interest in people who are less well off than you, and the inspiration and the courage to DO SOMETHING about it. those goddamn republicans wouldn't have the guts to set one gucci-clad toe in any of the areas that Obama has worked in, much less the drop or two of compassion or empathy that it would take to care about the people therein.
3) I am glad to see that the leftys have managed a good response, sign me up for one of these t-shirts:
"Jesus was a community organizer, Pontius Pilate was a governor."
yeah, so FUCK YOU you assholes.
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